The time-based admiral of KanColle

"I didn't expect that a bastard from the southern hemisphere would dare to cross the equator and hide here. We are searching for him!"

"Oh?"

After noticing that Hu Teng and the others in front of him suddenly frowned, the leader, whose face changed, hurriedly reminded Hu Teng: "According to the convention, no matter which side crosses the equator, even the ladies of the ship cannot intervene."

"And it was those bastards from the Southern Hemisphere who provoked it first!"

After saying that, the leader continued to move forward with the spontaneously organized group of people behind him.

After all, the ship girls in this world have been stuck in the middle of the equator for nearly a decade, so they are all very clear about the style of the ship girls.

"It seems that there is some kind of contradiction in this world."

After instantly deducing intelligence from this brief message, Hu Teng quickly realized the general situation.

"Hey, doesn't that mean Mr. Human has become a wanted criminal here!?"

Roughly imagining the situation that Yaxu was in now, Magdeburg and the others looked at each other and couldn't help but reveal their worries.

"Hmm...it should be okay, because big brother is the type who is not afraid of anything."

"That being said, we can't just pretend we didn't see it."

Just as U-1206 and the others began to discuss how to deal with it, Hu Teng, who had been silent for a moment, suddenly raised her exquisite and graceful figure, then decisively turned to Yi Bei and urged them: "Let's go find him!"

“Huh~?”

Hearing this, Adalbert and the others smiled and looked at Hutten meaningfully.

"What are you looking at?"

Seeing this, Hu Teng, who maintained his aloof demeanor, had to quickly explain: "Don't forget that we were the ones who escorted him to this city. I'm embarrassed to leave him alone in a place like this."

"Even if that's the case, it's hard for us to find Mr. Human. You know, he can disappear out of thin air."

"I know……"

After saying that, Hu Teng slowly raised his slender white hands towards the cold rain. As the spider-shaped external skeleton was erected from behind him, the ferocious sickle-shaped ship suit suddenly rose up.

In an instant, in the sky above the rain-covered city, a flare-like light of an iron-blooded emblem suddenly appeared.

"Ok?"

Gazing at the bright lights of the flares from the waiting window of a tall building, a gentle girl could not help but slightly raise her delicate face and look sideways.

"Is this emblem... a signal flare for the Iron-Blooded Shipgirl?"

Just as the elegant and graceful young lady showed a look of surprise, several staff members in porter uniforms hurriedly walked in from outside.

"Ms. Haitian, we have already prepared the supplies for this month. You can pick them up at any time. And please rest assured that our northern hemisphere suppliers are definitely better in terms of efficiency and quality!"

"Ok."

With her graceful silver-blue hair and Yamabuki-colored eyes, Hai Tian, ​​who exudes the aura of a scholarly talent, stood up gracefully as she spoke.

With her silky long dress like a blue lotus, she set off her elegant figure. The quiet and elegant Haitian then asked the staff in front of her softly, "Is there anything wrong here?"

"It seems that a bastard from the Southern Hemisphere has sneaked in. The news has been reported. We plan to go out and take a look later!"

"Ugh?"

Hearing what the staff member said, Haitian couldn't help but cover her slightly open pink lips with her floral sleeves.

And precisely because she was familiar with the customs of this world, she was very surprised by the news.

After all, due to various reasons such as history and religion, people on both sides would rather die than come into contact with each other.

Speaking of which, why did the Iron Blood flare appear outside?

Just in case, she decided to go outside and take a look at the situation.

After thinking it over for a while, Haitian made up his mind and walked out of the waiting room slowly in his elegant and seductive white stockings.

at the same time--

In the snow-covered KanColle port area, unlike the quiet and peaceful atmosphere of the past, the port area is now filled with an exciting atmosphere.

At this moment, in the neat and bright White Eagle Gymnasium, the blond and blue-eyed Queen Elizabeth was clutching the Queen's Scepter in her arms, and then angrily complained to War-weary in front of her: "War-weary! I am very disappointed in you now!!!"

"Even if you say so, Your Majesty, I can't do anything..."

Her clear purple eyes were filled with shame at being accused, her little face flushed with anger as she lowered her head slightly, the originally upright and generous demeanor of an old lady instantly disappeared.

After all, just now, she, who represented the royal family, lost the arm wrestling competition.

Thinking of this, Yan Zhan could not help but look towards the main hall of the gymnasium in the distance, only to see a group of proud battle queens fiercely engaging in the so-called arm wrestling competition.

Yes, because everyone in the port area wants to follow Miss Black Helena and appear in front of the commander like a heroine.

Therefore, in order to compete for these few places, their port area is currently holding various quick competitions.

And since the intensity of the battleship girls' bombardment can be fed back into specific strength, the content of their battleship girls' competition is the so-called arm wrestling competition!

Thinking of this, under the head-butting attack of the Silly White Queen, the petite War-weary quickly walked towards one of the all-alloy tables used for arm wrestling.

At this time, with the cheerful encouragement of the battle sisters around him, the heroic New Jersey quickly stood to the right side of the alloy table, put one hand on his waist, and looked happily at Frederick the Great who was standing opposite.

"Miss Emperor, since you are already a married ship, why don't you just leave the opportunity to me, poor Miss Black Dragon~?"

The lavender waist-length hair reflected the faint light, and New Jersey, with a slight smile on his lips, put his bulging uniform chest heavily on the all-alloy table, then raised his slender hand wrapped in white ice sleeves and assumed an arm wrestling posture.

In response, Frederick the Great, who was full of maternal love, showed a loving smile, bent down to put the black breasts with a seductive curve on the metal table, raised his hand and shook it with New Jersey, and said: "I just knitted a new sweater recently, and I also want to let my child wear it as soon as possible (laugh)."

"Really? That can't be helped!"

Along with New Jersey's powerful voice, a sudden explosion sounded on the metal table.

In an instant, under the big sister struggle between New Jersey and Frederick the Great, this completely solid special alloy table began to be gradually squeezed and deformed.

"New Jersey, go! Hurry up and take down that Mama Boat!"

"Ah, don't lose to that silly rabbit, Emperor."

Just as the older sisters from the port area who were watching nearby began to cheer, War-weary raised her pink face and looked at the metal table that was being pressed down by the proud breasts of Frederick the Great and New Jersey with some resentment.

Sure enough, compared to her pudding Ole who can be swallowed by the commander in one bite, New Jersey's heavy chests are more advantageous. Sticking them on the table can add an extra layer of friction (resentment).

Recalling his own pathetic appearance of standing on a small stool and losing the arm wrestling competition because of his unstable balance, the upright War-weary couldn't help but begin to understand his queen's resentment towards these Nako monsters.

Naturally, while the battleship girls' arm wrestling competition was going on, the other ship girls were also holding their own quick competitions.

At this moment, on the frozen Shigekakuyama Lake, the ethereal Shinano was embracing a cluster of silver-gray fox tails. It gently raised its soft hands from the blue-black sleeves of the shrine maiden, and controlled a large number of dream butterflies, accurately and simultaneously hitting the large number of moving flying targets in the sky.

In a one-on-one target shooting competition, players have to hit small flying targets in the sky within a fixed time, and points are calculated based on the number and accuracy. This is the competition among the big sisters on the aircraft carrier. Of course, they can also use aircraft to interfere with their opponents.

And if nothing unexpected happens, she should win this competition.

With a good judgement of his own abilities, Shinano, wearing blue butterfly wooden clogs, strolled leisurely on the ice, releasing a large number of dream butterflies at the same time, creating a dreamy scene on the white ice.

With the help of Mengdie, she can release her aircraft barrage attack while sleeping even on the other side of the earth.

Therefore, a target shooting competition like this, which places more emphasis on the number of hits, is undoubtedly her home court, even for the White Eagle's aircraft carriers.

Watching Saratoga and her friends' acrobatic skills using aircraft from the side, Shinano lowered her eyes and slowly lifted up the fox, preparing to deal with the competition in a sleepwalking state.

But at this moment, a strong figure suddenly appeared next to Shinano.

With silver-gray cascading hair and sharp white pupils, Bai Long, with a strong temperament, chuckled as she straightened her explosive figure that belonged to the Dafeng level, and stepped out her sexy legs with brocade leggings from under her slit skirt.

"Ms. Bai Long...?"

Looking at the female demon warrior who suddenly walked up to him, Shinano, with his fox head slightly tilted, couldn't help but shake his fox ears, and then showed an innocent and confused fox expression on his face.

But soon, the clever Shinano vaguely guessed what Haku was going to do.

Come to think of it, her opponent in this match seems to be Bai Long...

With this subtle feeling in mind, the giant sword held high by the white dragon was quickly reflected in Shinano's clear cobalt blue fox eyes.

As long as you beat all your opponents, it doesn’t matter if you don’t hit the target in the shooting competition (fog)!

Soon, this ethereal and confused fox witch sister felt the cruelty of the world for the first time in a long time.

After all, as a lazy dream fox who seriously fails to meet the daily exercise requirements, her most intense exercise is sleeping with the commander. Therefore, in terms of close combat, it is estimated that even if two of her were tied together, they would not be a match for this brave and skilled female general (sad).

And after an unknown amount of time, the staggering Shinano, with her fox ears drooping, slowly floated back to her own boudoir.

Seeing this, Amagi, who was kneeling on the tatami and drinking tea, couldn't help but look over. He placed his hands on his plain knees and robe, smiled and asked Shinano, "How is it?"

"I have deeply experienced the competition in the port area."

Chapter 1293 We were the first to arrive (Iron Blood Limited)!

In the bustling White Eagle Stadium hall, as the hostess North Carolina raised her slender hand to announce the result, the tall battle queens around her couldn't help but chuckle and look at New Jersey in the center of the hall.

"Hmm~?"

In response to this, the cheerful and casual New Jersey immediately showed a happy smile, and put his hands on his hips and straightened his chest.

Looking at the happy and silly Miss Rabbit in the distance, the monarch holding the scepter in one hand couldn't help but frown his clear purple eyes.

"The Commander is in danger, but he still wants to hold this kind of boring competition. How boring..."

The monarch, wearing a black and gold coat, let her crimson hair fall on her straight uniform. She pursed her red lips as she spoke, then turned her pretty face away expressionlessly.

"As expected, you still feel unwilling to accept the loss, right, my Lord?"

Appreciating the monarch's adorable reaction at this moment, as an innocent royal noble lady, Hao naturally immediately handed over a bag of milk cookies as a consolation, and then smiled and consoled him: "One place is indeed too few, you don't have to worry too much, anyway, we have nothing to do now, it's good to hold a competition to distract everyone's attention."

Just as Howe was trying to appease the monarch who seemed to be upset, the Prince of Wales, who had just returned from the theater, sighed with some regret: "It's a pity that Miss Hood didn't sign up for the competition, otherwise I would also like to sign up for an arm wrestling competition with her."

"Haha, but with your ability, you will probably collapse after just a few rounds, right?"

The Duke of York tucked the pink hair behind the elf's ears and walked over, glancing at Wales beside him.

"Stop arguing, everyone. Since the game here is over, why don't we go to Sakura Empire to see how the carrier game of Glory goes."

Just as Howe was trying to ease the atmosphere with his humble attitude towards his five sisters, the magnanimous and bold King George V of England suddenly appeared behind the monarchs, and then generously hugged Howe and the others from behind.

"Anyway, let's go to the Sakura Forest and grill some saury first~?"

As the battleship competition on the White Eagle side came to an end, at the same time, in the solemn atmosphere of the Iron Blood camp, the competition among the submarine girls officially began.

By the way, since the content of the competition for each type of ship in the port area is selected by everyone's vote, the competition among the small submarines is naturally full of the style of the small submarines.

At this moment, a ball of fierce fire suddenly exploded in the nap room of the Iron Blood camp's small ship girl.

Boom! ! !

"Wow! Even if I-19 is very powerful, you can't be the first one to bully I-19 (unfair)."

After running out of the lounge where there were flashing explosions of fire, Yi-19, hugging a banana pillow, said this while looking tearfully at the fierce and cute U-37s chasing after him.

In response to this, the cute and energetic U-96 and the others quickly raised the fruit pillows in their hands and threw them hard towards I-19 who was standing in front of the corridor.

"Let's get rid of Yi19 first, because baby-faced, big-breasted things are too much of a cheat!"

"Yes, yes!"

"Woo~~~"

Using pillows to prop up her plump swimsuit and with her red cat tail bent, Yi19 was eventually hit by a large number of pillows thrown from behind because of the heavy burden.

Whoosh~Bang!!!

With another burst of explosions and flames, the poor and helpless I-19 finally fell dazed in the iron-blooded corridor, and the thin white stockings and swimsuit on her body were badly damaged by the explosion.

Yes, this is the pillow throwing battle exclusive to submarine girls.

Thanks to the fact that submarine lightning strikes can enhance explosives, coupled with the special pillow that can explode, only one cute little submarine among all the submarine girls in Hong Kong can "survive to the end"!

"I feel like the submarine girls' competition seems to be very impressive."

Listening to the continuous and fierce explosions upstairs, the young and beautiful Javelin couldn't help but put her hands behind her back, then tried to raise her little head and looked cutely at the ceiling above.

"Ayanami heard from I-13 that they seem to be planning a pillow throwing competition."

"Eh? But can throwing a pillow make an explosion sound?!"

Just as Javelin covered his mouth in surprise at Ayanami's words, Z23, who was not far away, was kneeling on the cold metal floor, trying to sort out the densely packed tiny cables in front of him.

"Hmm! How should this electromagnetic conversion connector be..."

"Let me take care of this part, Miss Z23."

Having said that, Yubari, who had not slept all night, lay down limply behind Z23, then stretched out her delicate little hands from her emerald-colored sleeves to help Z23 deal with the particularly complicated pile of magnetic conversion connectors.

"Oh no meow! The data is expanding again meow, quickly unplug the data cable meow!"