The time-based admiral of KanColle

"So you two little fellas are the only ones here playing fighting?"

Hearing this, Yaxu couldn't help but look curiously at Pinghai and Tashkent who were alone together.

"Well, Tashkent really wants to learn Donghuang's close combat method, so that when he beats someone up in the future, he won't have to always hit them with a bottle of wine."

After saying that, Tashkent couldn't help but waved her little pink fist aggressively. Seeing this, Pinghai, who was holding her finger, said with a little expectation: "Tashkent said that as long as Pinghai accompanies her to practice martial arts, she will also cook something for Pinghai to eat."

"Huh? So you can cook, Tashkent? Normally you guys in the Northern League only drink and don't eat much."

"Because Tashkent was actually built by the Sardinian Empire, I am quite familiar with Sardinian cuisine, but, well, I don't care whether it suits your taste or not."

Sardinia, famous for its pasta?

Looking at Tashkent who was talking about the Sardinian Empire, Yaxu couldn't help but frowned when he recalled his origins in Tashkent, and asked curiously: "Speaking of which, Tashkent, do you know the ship girls of Free Iris and Vichy Church?"

"Free Iris and the Vichy Church? Those are fantasy-level guys. Tashkent will never lose if they get serious!"

Hearing this term, Tashkent, with her beautiful eyes furrowed, instantly revealed an attitude of not wanting to admit defeat. After all, in terms of the performance of ship girls, Tashkent and Liberty Iris and their proud Utopia-class ship girls are all famous for their speed.

"Really? When you, the Northern Alliance, left this port, didn't you encounter the ship girls of Free Iris and Vichy Church?"

"Well, when we left here, we ran into them because no one knew where to go."

Seeing Yaxu asking about the past, Tashkent responded thoughtfully: "Although the Soviet Rossiya sister greeted them warmly and asked them to work with us as comrades, but..."

"They all ignored us...so they are all bad comrades."

Chapter 698 Bellyband is the best in the world!

It turns out that when the Northern Alliance left the port area before, they also encountered the fleets of Free Iris and the Vichy Church.

At this moment, listening to Tashkent's almost dissatisfied grumbling, Yaxu couldn't help but continue to ask: "In this case, do you know which area they went to?"

Although it seemed a bit impolite to inquire about the whereabouts of the other party, but for the sake of the sleeping Miss Squinty Eyes... no, Miss Champagne! Yaxu could only try his best to inquire about the whereabouts of Free Iris and the others.

Even if she is not clear about Liberty Iris's thoughts and ideas, Champagne is ultimately a ship girl belonging to Liberty Iris, so as long as she is asked well, she should be willing to "contribute" some combat data to Champagne.

"Well, Tashkent is not sure because it happened several years ago."

After noticing that Yaxu seemed to be very concerned about the whereabouts of Free Iris and the others, Tashkent stroked his lilac hair and began to recall seriously: "Back then, we met the Vichy warship girls in the southern Atlantic. Although we tried to persuade them to join us with the concept of republican unity, they left the route without looking back and ignored us completely."

"As for Free Iris, we happened to choose to leave here on the same day as them, so we ran into them as well."

In a soft voice, Tashkent patiently continued to explain to Yaxu: "Although the elder sister named Richelieu received us very politely, she still rejected the application of the elder sister Soviet."

Haha, it turns out that Soviet Rossiya wanted to recruit ship girls from other camps to join it.

Listening to these interesting gossips, Yaxuyou curiously asked: "So, how did the other party reject you?"

"Well, they..."

Recalling some subtle scenes at that time, Tashkent, with her beautiful eyes slightly frowned, quickly lifted up her sleeves and deliberately posed in a sacred and solemn posture.

"The flagship sister of Free Iris said that she appreciates our kindness, but she wants to lead her compatriots to uphold trust and peace."

"In order to save the world, for faith and freedom, we must rebuild the majestic church and spread faith to the world."

After trying hard to imitate the sacred mumbling and repeating it, Tashkent, with slightly puffed cheeks, couldn't help but complain softly: "Ah~ Anyway, Tashkent didn't quite understand it at the time, and only remember these."

"Pinghai doesn't understand either. Pinghai just needs to eat his fill."

Is this the religion that KanColle practices?

Hearing this, Yaxu couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

Although we are now in an information society dominated by science, there are still quite a lot of religions in the outside world.

There are even strange things like the Flying Spaghetti God Cult, so Yaxu is no longer surprised.

You have to know that Nagamo is the son of the god of the Edo period and the object of worship of the Edo period Shrine, but in bed he is just a white and tender little fox.

"Okay, let's go find Yixian first."

After a while, after failing to find out any information about Free Iris and the others, a somewhat disappointed Yaxu gently picked up Pinghai, then took Tashkent's hand and walked into the courtyard of Donghuang.

"So, Comrade, do you care about them? Do you think the Utopian-class guys are faster than Tashkent, so..."

"How is that possible? It's all for the champagne of the project ship."

When Yaxu saw Tashkent looking at him with a subtle and resentful look, he could not help but wave his hands quickly.

Because there are not many ship girls of this "rare camp" in the outside world, and the awakening of the plan ship requires a large amount of data from ship girls of the same camp, he also needs a lot of free irises to help.

You know, just to wake up Odin and Mainz, all the big sisters of the entire Iron Blood Fleet spent nearly a week with their full efforts, and the silly White Queen who often slacked off has not yet succeeded in awakening Drake.

Soon, we walked along the Donghuang's classical corridor and entered the grand and ancient Donghuang hall.

At this moment, Yixian, the gentle and graceful wife of Yaxu, was carefully putting the herbs in her hands into the boiling water in front of her with her long straight hair hanging down.

Yixian, who was wearing a sleeveless cheongsam with a white background and blue patterns, paired with white gauze and black stockings, and with her slender legs crossed, soon noticed Yaxu's entry.

"Welcome home, husband~?"

The tender lips revealed the sincere feelings. After seeing Yaxu coming to Donghuang, Yixian quickly put down the spices and herbs in his hands, and blinked his plum-red eyes with a little excitement.

"You're too polite, Yixian. Are you researching condiments?"

"No, Yixian is just trying out a better foot bath to soak my husband's feet at night."

Yixian looked at Yaxu who came back with two little lolis, and couldn't help but slightly opened her red lips, lowered her head and smiled respectfully: "If you don't mind, you can try it now."

"Hehe, but compared to you helping me soak my feet, Yixian, I also want to help you soak your feet occasionally."

In response to Yixian's suggestion, Yaxu chuckled and quickly squatted down, then held Yixian's calf affectionately, and then skillfully took off her delicate black mid-heeled shoes.

Seeing this, Yixian, who was stunned for a moment, soon noticed the innocent looks of Pinghai and Tashkent, and quickly blushed and whispered: "Husband, please don't rush... at least wait until we get back to the room..."

"It's just a foot bath. Yixian, you really blush easily."

Listening to Yixian's conservative remarks, Yaxu, who was taking off her stockings, couldn't help but laugh and complain: "Besides, every time I wanted to rest my head on your belly and sleep with my bellyband on, you kept blushing."

Facing Yaxu's teasing, Yixian bit her soft lips and murmured in a slightly annoyed tone: "That, that's all because you, my husband, are sticking too close to me."

"There's nothing I can do. After all...it's a bellyband!"

At this point, with a grateful heart for the Donghuang tradition, Yaxu deliberately put on a serious look and said in a deep voice: "My husband, my favorite Donghuang clothing is the bellyband, and the cheongsam ranks second."

"Well, husband, you are so true."

Listening to Yaxu's joking teasing, Yixian couldn't help but smile and gently tapped Yaxu's head with her jade hand.

But honestly, isn’t the best underwear in the world a bellyband! ?

Compared to the clichéd traditional underwear, the thin and warm sexy bellyband is simply a miraculous invention.

The bright red background matched with the gold thread patterns has that unique Donghuang charm that is simply the best in the world.

"Ah, Comrade-chan, so you like this?"

Looking at Yixian who was lightly covering his cheek, Tashkent, who looked silly and cute, turned around and looked at Pinghai who was equally innocent, and asked curiously: "What is a bellyband? Tashkent doesn't quite understand."

"Ping Hai is wearing one too. It's very warm. Do you want to see it?"

Pinghai then lifted up her cheongsam and showed Tashkent her pink bellyband, adding: "Sister Ninghai's is bright purple, Changchun's is off-white, Fushun's is bright red, Taiyuan's is aqua blue, and Anshan's is..."

"Pinghai, you don't need to explain it in such detail."

Seeing this, Yixian quickly reminded Pinghai, and then looked at Yaxu curiously: "Speaking of which, husband, what are you doing here today?"

"Well, a little about Exercise Iron Blood."

Chapter 699 Frederick the Great's Plan

The night was deep. After a rigorous meeting and some encouragement to the submarine girls, Bismarck, dressed in a solemn military uniform, finally finished his work for the day and could take a short rest.

"Lord Bismarck, the new dress for the banquet has been ordered and just flown in from the United Nations District."

The silver-powdered long hair contrasted with the moonlight outside the window. Gneisenau, who was Bismarck's secretary, quickly asked Bismarck, who was looking out the window, "So, Mr. Bismarck, do you want to try it on now?"

"Just leave it there for now, I'll try it later."

"Okay, I'll take my leave now."

After Bismarck watched Gneisenau leave, he sighed slightly, raised his plump thighs, and silently took out a few bottles of Iron Blood dark beer from the glass cabinet beside him.

However, at this moment, Frederick the Great, with his charming figure, happened to walk into the office. He then opened his red lips slightly and whispered softly, "It seems that you have nothing to do now, right, Bismarck."

"Emperor?"

Looking at this dark-haired big sister, Bismarck frowned and slowly put down the dark beer in her hand. Then she gently knocked on the table with her jade hand: "You didn't knock..."

"You didn't close the door, did you?"

Facing Bismarck's suggestion that he wanted to be alone, Frederick the Great, with his eyes flickering, suddenly said with a hint of resentment: "My child is now having a lively open-air dinner with the royal maids, Yixian, and Soviet Rossiya."

"But because of your meeting, I was unable to attend."

Listening to Frederick the Great's complaints, Bismarck couldn't help but curl his lips slightly and asked softly: "So, you came here just to vent your anger on me?"

"Of course not, I'm just here to apply for some permissions."

Frederick the Great slowly lifted up his proud jade peak, his dark golden eyes showing a deep and flowing gaze: "I want to inquire about something in the outside world."

"Oh, is it for the Commander?"

"Of course. After all, that kid has been troubled by the Liberty Iris Project ship recently, so of course I have to help solve it."

After saying that, Frederick the Great suddenly tapped his lips in excitement, and smiled at Bismarck in a boastful tone, "Of course, in addition to this, I also want to order an elegant black wedding dress. Bismarck, you should have a good store to recommend."

"Since it's for the commander, then it's up to you. Wait...what did you just say?"

Soon, Bismarck, who was about to write a document to hand over to the emperor, couldn't help but raise her neck slightly, and a subtle expression appeared on her fair face: "You... finally "eat" the commander."

"That's a very impolite thing to say, Bismarck. I just made a promise beyond my mother's duty."

With a seductive look on his face, Frederick the Great took small steps to the table next to him, and then looked at the evening dress that Gneisenau had just brought in for Bismarck.

"You've put a lot of thought into this texture and design, haven't you, Bismarck..."

“As a leader, you naturally need to have formal attire when attending various occasions.”

Looking at Frederick the Great who was hinting at her, Bismarck immediately took a sip of beer calmly, and then said meaningfully: "Are you free now? Great Emperor, do you want me to find something for you to do?"

Although he is not good at expressing his feelings to his sisters, it is clear that Bismarck can still put on a meticulous and proud attitude towards them.

Seeing this, Frederick the Great smiled and turned around and walked out. After all, she had no intention of displeased Bismarck.

"Wedding dress?"

Looking at the graceful figure of Frederick the Great, Bismarck muttered to himself and slid his white jade fingers across the table, then shook his head.

"Donghuang and Beilian, it's not a coincidence that they are having dinner with the commander now. Maybe the commander wants to tell them something."

"But no matter what, we, the Iron Bloods, will not lose, including... the submarine exercise with the Sakura Empire the day after tomorrow."

Determination appeared in his clear blue eyes. Bismarck drank the beer in one gulp, then quickly took out his remaining documents and continued to work overtime.

After all, there are still eleven days until Yaxu’s birthday party.

In order to ensure that this memorable birthday party could be held as planned in their Iron Blood, Bismarck naturally had to do her best.

She can be a simple Bismarck who is not good at expressing emotions, but at the same time, she must also be an invincible iron-blooded leader!

At the same time, just when Bismarck decided to stay up late to finish the work, Frederick the Great, with a calm face, quietly walked to the door of a certain Iron Blood Plan ship girl.

Of course, the project leader is not the new Odin and Mainzi, but the kind and gentle Miss Ron.

"Is it locked?"

However, just as Frederick the Great tried to open the door with his red mechanical gloves, he felt an obvious sense of obstruction.

Obviously, Frederick the Great didn't have a key, but this kind of lock was a joke to them, the ship girls.

Snap! Bang!

With a dull sound, the slender door handle was broken off by Frederick the Great.

Seeing this, Frederick the Great unfolded his ship suit and walked straight into Ron's room.

"Haha, the decoration of the room is unexpectedly cozy, isn't it?"

Looking at Ron's rather elegant girlish room, Frederick the Great was slightly surprised and couldn't help but reveal a faint smile.

But the next second, a plump figure suddenly attacked Frederick the Great from behind.

The murderous shield-wall-style ship was stirring up a fierce gust of wind, and Ron, with a smile on his face, immediately attacked Frederick the Great on the back of the neck.

Boom! Zizizi...