Re, Gu Aotian Slaughtered Me

Star frowned and looked at the files he had transferred from Cohen twice to sort out the files he sent: "No? You have to tell me about this kind of trivial matter?"

"Huh?" Kraun Pith also came to join in the fun.

"But you may be interested in Piss as a pastime. Take a look. After all, the faith of the person who gets the fairy rank card is absolutely you." Star threw the file to Kraun Piss after reading it.

"What? Let me see—"

After finishing the translation and reading at the Star's triple speed, Kraunpisi said: "How is it possible? How can the fairy rank card popularized by high-level clergy be shameless? Indeed, the standard of the heroic spirits dress cloth is relatively cool... No, it's relatively lightweight, but it's about the same as the clothes of the three Gorgon sisters, okay, right?"

She hurriedly cleared her throat to concentrate for a few seconds, and continued with her arms akimbo: "I don't remember whether there is an element that makes a girl so shy that even the father and teacher have to drive away, or that the fiance can only make up his mind after the death of the fiance. There will be that element, Isn't my divinity extremely perverted?"

After Star finished processing the documents he should handle, he took the fax back to the Infinite Backpack and asked, "Do you need to investigate?"

Clown Pess, who perceives that lace news can be entertaining, nodded, it was not her contribution anyway.

Star sometimes knocked his head with his hands, and it seemed that Kraunpith should be switching contacts. Then Star can't get tired, then it's okay.

They continued to tour the interior of the battleship Flandre.

I specifically selected an empty room just now, but it is indeed full of undead crews. In some places, if Kraun Pith and Star do not disturb the plan to reduce the operational efficiency of the warship, they should make their way.

In this world, it is normal for ghost ships to have a large number of undead crew members, but ghosts in the Forbidden World are not completely visible. Although there are means to manifest themselves, they are also a small number. Among the girls of the Shangri force The ghost girl needs a special incense burner and eating methods to maintain the entity itself, so Franpis’s ghost battleship obtained by the means of the forbidden world can’t see anyone in it.

"This ship has completely adjusted the law. It is obvious that the other ships have retained ‘full automation’. Is it a technical retrogression to some extent?" Kraunpisi said.

"Look at the technique here, there are the shadows of Granbell and Paige." Star felt for a moment and said.

"They, then it's okay. It's even more so for them who control the undead and the dolls separately... ah? When did they come to join in the fun? Well... they are not here, since that is the case."

Kraunpis casually stretched out his hand to the nearby crew member, because there was no intentional obstruction, so the other party did not react in particular.

But it also shows that most of them have no consciousness other than obeying the orders of warships.

"It stands to reason that the captain should be conscious, go and talk to him?" Star suggested.

"Okay." Kraunpiss took his steps in the ship with complicated roads without hesitation, confirming where the captain is. There is no need to worry about where the captain is. The perception of the goddess is simply outstanding.

Of course it came to the bridge.

Then a skeleton in a navy officer's uniform stretched his right arm to salute.

"Captain, Colonel Hans von Fredberg, your best regards. Von Gropius...Madam?"

"Ah, forgive me, I'm not your head of state who went to **** together a few years after you gave up your life for your country. Call me Rampadscha." Kraun Pace fanned Fredberg's undead. Fan his hands and let him put down his saluting hands.

"Understood, Rampadscha."

"Do you know where you are now?"

Fredberg said without arrogance or arrogance: "When I was resurrected in this body, I already understood everything. The heart of my previous life has gone to follow the empire that was dedicated to the dying empire. I am honored to still be able to protect the empire after death. The audience and admirers dedicate their strength."

"Yeah..." Kraun Pith didn't comment on this kind of answer, it felt like a stereotyped person would say.

Kraunpith’s understanding of this person is just that after certain time and space on behalf of the German Navy signed the surrender letter, he chose to commit suicide and follow the disappeared German III; and the time and space of Fran Pith, commanding the present The battleship Flandre, which should actually be called Flandre, went out with the Bismarck, but was blown to pieces during the siege and sank to the bottom of the sea with the battleship.

Fredberg is very loyal and tragic no matter what time and space he is in. As a subordinate, he should be very good-Claunn Pess thought of it.

"There may be a chance to fight right away. Before that-I am very interested in your last time to fight at sea in your lifetime. Although I know that the process is very heroic, the world is not clear about the specific things at the time. Can you tell me about it? ??" Kraun Pace patted his hand, and used magic to conjure a flower-shaped sofa and sat down on the spot.

"My logbook and combat video should have been sent back home by seaplane... Didn't it arrive, did you?" Fredberg asked.

"...I'm not sure about this trivial matter. If the video is circulated, it should be very popular. In fact, you can search on the Internet for the footage from the UK, so it's not surprising that your plane was shot down by the enemy during the return flight." Raunpis replied casually.

"...Indeed. If I write a memoir, can I send it back to my world for future generations to read?"

"Yeah..." Kraunpisi lifted her chin, UU read www.uukānshu.com for a while and said, "It's not impossible, even though Franpisi over there is no longer related to me, but now it is Alive. Well, yes, anyway, you don’t need to fight anyway, your crew can work automatically, so you can sit down."

Then Fredberg took out his small notebook and started writing in a rigid but still not boring way.

In fact, just a few days after the launch of the battleship, the Flandre, he was appointed as the captain. At that time, he wondered how could such a heavyweight warship be handed over to him, which had only been a light cruiser. The chief and the chief of staff took on such an important task. After seeing the ship, he understood that the ship can only be used as a cross-breaker. Such temporary modification is really dangerous and not suitable for direct confrontation with the powerful Royal British Navy. .

But Fredberg immediately received the order from Marshal Raidel to enter the Atlantic Ocean and merge with the Bismarck, which had also been refitted and re-tested and took a short time, to conduct a destructive battle, and appointed Admiral Lütjens as the commander.

He thought it was crazy...

(to be continued)