As a commander, I will never meet a heavy female ship girl

The Republic suddenly waved its flag, a battle flag emitting a holy halo, and exploded a flying shell.

"To be honest, I really think you should go and guide them instead of wasting time here with me." The main gun behind Burgundy roared.

"No!" Republic puffed out his cheeks, drew his sword with his left hand and lightly raised it. Amid the roar of the main gun, two terrifying fireballs rose up.

"I told the commander to keep an eye on you."

Burgundy chuckled, "Let me see, um, it seems like they're all gathered here..."

"Well then, Richthofen, vision support!"

A dragon's roar was heard over the communication, and a formation of fighter planes passed over their heads. The roaring pistons and the conspicuous blood-red wings in the sunlight announced the ownership of air supremacy.

"Of course, the information is synchronized in real time, so go ahead and do it."

The Red Baron's confident voice rang out, and Burgundy and the Republic launched in two directions.

"Not enough, not enough!" Burgundy fired a shot, cutting open the port side of the Siren destroyer. She leaped up and the main gun loading thrusters started.

"boom!"

2 kilometers, close shooting.

Even the most sturdy mass-produced Siren was destined to be sunk.

I'm afraid only high-level units can block the Iris 380mm main gun at this distance.

"Hehehaha!" Burgundy laughed wildly. With the help of the main gun loading thruster, she was ready for the next round of shelling in less than 10 seconds.

The main gun roared, and she fell into the sea with it.

But before the water column and its aftermath had settled, a flagpole smashed through the water curtain, pierced through several warships in succession, and pierced into the bridge of the Siren command ship.

"Well, next is you, heretic." The lady knight licked her lips and locked her eyes on a humanoid siren again.

"A high-level unit with some different ship equipment? I hope it feels better to chop it up."

She drew the rapier from her waist, put her feet together, and put her left hand back.

At the moment when the advanced unit fired, he suddenly rushed out.

The Republic dodged the enemy ship's shells by leaning sideways, calibrated its main guns and fired back, still holding the battle flag high.

The long sword in his left hand suddenly inserted into the ship suit of a humanoid Siren, and with a strong pull, a turret fell into the sea. With the next sword, blood splattered everywhere.

The Republic ignored the circulating fluid that splashed on his face, and even didn't care about the blood he accidentally swallowed due to breathing heavily.

I can't taste it anymore anyway...

The eldest lady kicked the humanoid Siren's body away, threw out the flag with her right hand, then drew out the big sword and rushed out with the battle flag.

The flying battle flag first hit the side of the unfortunate Siren cruiser, and then the two swords slashed across.

The fireball rose, and the eldest lady raised the battle flag again and rushed to the next battlefield.

The 431mm main gun kept firing, and these armor-piercing shells weighing more than one ton accurately crossed the battlefield and rushed to every place that needed fire support.

"Well done, Miss Republic!"

The supported ship girls cheered, and the flag that symbolized freedom and indomitable spirit was still eye-catching on the battlefield filled with smoke.

The young lady once again broke through the black cloud of the explosion. She gently wiped her face, which was a little gray from the dust and smoke from the explosion.

The Republic glanced at the inscription on the battle flag.

"Through all difficulties, all challenges, all expectations, all hardships, hope always remains in my heart."

It was as if the Lord was whispering in my ears.

The Republic increased her speed again, and now she has reached 40 knots.

Looking further away, Burgundy was speeding at a speed of nearly 50 knots.

Although I often advise my sister not to push herself to the limit so hard, am I not the same?

You can tell from the engine boost that's always on.

"I have to do my best..."

She does not hate her designer, because he is the one who gave her life; she does not envy her companions who are better than her, because she just cannot do better.

All the sufferings that fate has given you are your own fault, and this is a debt you must pay back.

If this debt can never be repaid, then she will continue on this path.

The so-called most unforgettable thing is never thought of, but never forgotten.

The crazy eyes of crows and the howling of wild dogs have never gone away from my dreams.

A dark shadow pressed into view

She raised her head and looked up at the huge ship.

Amid the roar of the engine, the tiny girl drew out the greatsword with one hand, and the powerful engine carried her into the side of the Siren battleship. The 152mm secondary guns fired randomly, destroying the power compartment of the battleship.

She crashed out from the other side.

The scream of the bomber followed closely behind, and three bombs smashed through the deck and fell into the core compartment, causing a violent explosion.

"Thanks." He replied casually and then rushed out.

"Albatros, stop eating." Richthofen patted the head of the dragon under him.

The latter had just torn apart a Siren destroyer and stuffed its turret into its mouth.

"Left." She called softly.

The Red Dragon's secondary gun group turned around and locked onto the warship in the distance that was unaware of its own life or death.

The 105mm secondary gun group fired a salvo, creating a rain of fire all over the sky.

"There are always birds that don't know how to live or die and dare to challenge the eagle of the empire!" She waved her hand, and a new group of fighter planes flew out from the four wings of the dragon.

The same blood-red single wing, the same silver-gray paint job.

These fighters flexibly passed through the Siren's anti-aircraft fire network and cut into the side of the Siren aircraft carrier in the distance.

The sound of machine gun fire rang out, and the AP rockets mounted under the wings flew out.

There is one more fireball on the battlefield.

"It's amazing." Haitian observed the battlefield, especially the two flags galloping across the battlefield.

On one side is the Iris Theocracy, and on the other side is Free Iris.

Although they were separated, these two top-notch high-speed battleships were actually gathered behind the same person.

She glanced at Lorraine in surprise.

In addition to his calm command, this junior is also an excellent ship girl.

No wonder Senior Zhenhai demands so much of herself... she thought silently.

Under such a crushing situation, all the commanders actually put forth all their strength.

This conventionally configured Siren fleet vanished like snowflakes under the scorching sun.

"No electromagnetic weapons, no laser weapons, no command from high-level units..." Everyone in the command room breathed a sigh of relief, and the command became somewhat casual.

In this case, ship girls like Massachusetts can solve the problem perfectly.

So these sirens did not cause any waves.

Soon, the base in the distance came into view of the command ship.

"What a simple mission..." Lorraine watched the last enemy unit disappear on the radar map, and couldn't help but lie down on the chair and take a breath.

Chapter 165 Sea Suppression

The new combat order was issued quickly, and Haitian did not plan to stay here for too long.

It is important to give priority to completing the task of suppressing the situation in the sea area.

"All shipgirls evacuate to a safe distance, and then the command ship will launch missiles to destroy them..."

"Missile launch is expected in 30 minutes."

"Aren't we going to explore this base?" asked a commander.

"No need." Hai Tian shook his head decisively. "Time is short and the mission is heavy. We don't need this base anymore."

"Yes." Seeing the commander-in-chief's decisiveness, everyone stopped talking.

"STPA, Taoyao, Xinghuo... return to the command ship."

"The rest of the team, please pay attention and observe the impact."

Commands were issued one after another, and all the ship girls took action.

"Hmm..." Burgundy stretched, the terrifying flagpole was inserted next to her hand, and the flag of the Theocracy fluttered in the wind.

"It's not satisfying enough..." She wiped the blood off her face, but unexpectedly the blood on her fingernails also rubbed against her.

So Miss Burgundy could only pout and give up.

Although the situation in the Republic was similar, the young lady was a little flustered when she saw the bloody hem of her skirt.

"If I get my clothes dirty or something, I'll get scolded when I get home." Gongguo thought with some fear.

In the past, they were all acquaintances and the superiors could not care less, but now, it is a public place.

It's impossible for the boss not to care.

Even if the boss doesn't care, he will still be laughed at.

Even the fluid that soaked her skirt was the circulating fluid of the human siren.

"Let's go." Burgundy drew his lance and wanted to reach out and pat his sister.

The Republic flinched.

Burgundy's hand paused slightly, then dropped it.

"Ah, sorry, sorry, Sister Burgundy." Republic quickly apologized after realizing what happened.

"Don't keep apologizing. It's nothing." Burgundy smiled. "You didn't do anything wrong."

"My hands are covered in blood, it's not appropriate." As she said this, she took off her gauntlets on her own initiative.

Revealing the pair of hands wearing black lace gloves.

"Hmm..." The Republic responded weakly.

She hugged her battle flag and followed Burgundy's footsteps.

But the blood on his body still made her feel sick.

"Let's go, Richthofen has already returned to the ship. We need to go back and do an inspection." Burgundy yawned, "I really want to be with the commander soon..."

The Republic did not respond. In the distance, the command ship had already lowered the ladder.

She shielded herself from the midday sun with her hands.

It's rare to complete a mission not at dusk.

Although Sister Burgundy and the Chief both like sunsets very much, I don’t really like it that much…

Because it always reminded her of the countless twilights with blood-red sunsets and the twilights with irises being trampled.

There is also the sadness of standing in the unchanging port area, looking at the unchanging twilight, until your eyes are so dry that you want to cry, but you can no longer shed tears.

The last sight before death will naturally be a beautiful one.

She followed Burgundy aboard, down to the cabin, and to the infirmary.

The dimly lit corridor made Republic feel a little more comfortable.

She would rather walk forever in the dark night, or in the pale winter day like now.

Because in this way, no one will discover the fact that they are different from others - that they are simply unable to bear this expectation, but live in shame in the name of it.

What I want is probably this: we are all just a flock of birds flying across the sky. We may have met and flown together before, but in the end we will always scatter.

Life now is already very good - you just need to choose your own ending at the right time.

Without having to go to the last step... the scene that he least wanted to see.

"Miss Republic?" the ship's medical staff called out to her.