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

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Lorraine leaned on the back of the chair in front of him and looked sideways.

Maybe he wanted to live in that kind of days - to talk to his own girl, to embrace ordinary life, without having to withstand pressure or worry.

They are now paying for the journey of loneliness. When that wonderful day comes, perhaps society and life will no longer require them to pay anything.

A small flame flickered beyond the darkness.

Lorraine knew it was about to go out.

But maybe, this is the heart.

The lava in Burgundy's eyes and the emptiness in the Republic's eyes just broke into his heart.

Yes, haven’t we ever lived the life we want to live?

For the first time, I felt that being in tune with one another was a good thing.

Burgundy rested his chin on his hand and looked at him, and the Republic also looked at him.

Some things exist but are difficult to detect.

Just like the leap of the contract at this moment.

Maybe we are all the same, that's why we are together.

he thought.

"Next stop, dock number nine."

"Get off, get off." He called out and laughed.

Maybe it's somewhat true, this kind of world.

Chapter 82 The whole big

This is the scene that the Republic saw when they walked in - a big sword and a cross sword floating in the dock.

It's very anti-Newtonian.

However, the world of Azur Lane belongs to the second dimension, and the second dimension is not under Newton's control (I am sure).

It seems that this special set of military uniform is a gift from the superior.

Feels very good Yazi.

The Republic stepped forward slowly.

There are intricate patterns on the sword, mainly irises, roses and feathers, and it looks like a lot of thought went into it.

These lines emit a faint light when charged.

The cross sword is different from Burgundy's rapier. Hers is a standard long sword, mostly used for slashing.

Although she had expected it, she still couldn't help but sigh at this moment.

War, why do people kill each other?

Would the world be a better place without war?

Maybe then she wouldn't show up.

But it would be better if it didn’t appear.

This way, you won’t have to endure all the cold stares, this way you won’t have to rack your brains to keep up with everyone, this way... you won’t let others down.

She recalled that when she had the opportunity to ride on the ocean, the door of the archives was closed forever; when she was able to fight on the virtual waves, in the changing situation, she also entered the permanent berth in the port area - and was sealed forever.

Now, sir, I want to talk to you about life.

That illusory and somewhat unreal person walked past her many times, and she wanted to ask the same question many times.

But in the end I couldn't say it.

Maybe he felt he was unworthy to ask.

She smiled bitterly, a little hesitant.

Do I deserve it?

Those blue-purple eyes seemed to be still before my eyes.

She remembered the almost collapsed look on her commander's face when he made a simple mistake that led to defeat in a battle.

Amid the bombardment of Mers el-Kébir and the explosions at Toulon, the eyes of my colleagues were similar – desperate yet stubborn.

However, now, I can see the boss, stand in the shadow behind the boss, and even stand in front of the boss again to resist the artillery fire.

And the Church doesn't need me, which is good.

Republic stared at the two swords for a long time.

Since it's for the boss...

You’d better accept it.

She stepped forward and held her gift.

With a gentle pull, the two swords fell into his hands.

Very light, even for a great sword.

For a battleship girl, it's just the right weight.

She dual-wielded effortlessly, then swung.

"It feels good." She thought, her mind moving slightly.

The scabbard of the long sword was constructed from light blue particles. She then sheathed the sword and hung it around her waist.

The greatsword turned into light blue particles and disappeared, presumably entering the ship's space.

Just like the Burgundian spear.

Lorraine and Burgundy laughed as they watched Republic slowly walk out.

"See, I told you it would be okay," Burgundy pouted.

"Okay, okay, you are right." Lorraine smiled helplessly.

"It fits my hand very well. I like it." Gongxing showed off the long sword at his waist. "Sir, you are very powerful."

"That's a must." Lorraine nodded with satisfaction.

Burgundy smiled and said, "Remember to visit the kendo gym more often in the future."

"I will," the Republic responded, hanging up the sword.

"So what should we do next..." Lorraine, who was stroking his chin and thinking, was interrupted by the ringing of the phone.

"Hey, Lao Luo, where are you?"

"Dock." Lorraine suddenly realized that he seemed to have forgotten something.

"Tactical meeting, the address is the Kendo Hall, come quickly, we are short of one of five people." Fang Xiang's voice sounded forced and calm.

Lorraine then realized what she had missed, "OK, right away!"

The tram arrived just in time, and Lorraine hung up the phone and took her two daughters on board.

"What's wrong?" Burgundy asked.

"Hiss..." Lorraine took a deep breath, "I forgot there's a tactical meeting at this time..."

Lorraine could already imagine Nuremberg's gloomy face and Wichita's half-smile.

"Why didn't you remind me?"

Burgundy smiled, "Commander, you rarely have time to relax, don't you?"

"Forget it, forget it. I give in to you." Now that it has come to this, what else can Lorraine say?

I can only let her do as she pleases.

There is no doubt that the three of them are late.

"Sorry, I went to get special military uniforms for the Republic." Lorraine scratched his head.

"Hurry up and take a seat." Nuremberg's face was really dark.

Nuremberg clasped his hands together and looked at the crowd, "So what you're saying is that you have your own ideas."

Lorraine instantly felt that she was looking at herself.

"Well, indeed, we made a big one." Bai Jiu nodded calmly.

"Our plan is to take the initiative!" She said shockingly.

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Life is not easy, Lorraine sighed.

It's eight o'clock in the morning and they are already waiting to go on stage.

Luo Lin didn't quite remember how he managed it yesterday afternoon. He only remembered that wherever Bai Jiu made a promise, he would respond with "Ah, yes, it seems like that. That's right, that's it."

On the big screen, the information of the ship girls of both sides was displayed at this time——

Tianhai Maritime Academy: Independence, Burgundy, Republic, Royal Oak, Massachusetts, King Kong, Counterattack, Atlanta, Asashio.

Royal White Rose Academy: Centaur, Victory, Howe, Hood, Scylla, Hermin, Exeter, Vampire, Hero.

Liberty Iris Naval Academy: Joffre, West Virginia, South Dakota, Emile Bertin, Suffren, Triumph, Epee, Foil, Vauquelin, Stubborn.

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Representatives from the three academies will enter the exercise area from three different directions.

There is only one way to win this game, and that is to completely annihilate the other two camps.

Lorraine still remembers shaking hands with those representatives.

The people from Iris were relatively well-mannered, but the royal family...

He didn't like it very much, it had a sour taste.

There is another point that concerns him, that is Howe, Hood, and victory.

Ha, they are all noble ladies.

He recalled that it was no exaggeration to say that Burgundy and the Republic couldn't help but use a little more strength when shaking hands with Hood.

The past and the old dreams.

I think the root of everything is the "crossbow".

Lorraine shook her head and focused herself a little.

After all, it's about to begin.

"Reconfirm the target." He put on his captain's hat.

"Mission objective: destroy all enemy ships." Bai Jiu responded quickly.

"Confirm the time."

"Beijing time, 8:24 in the morning, six minutes left until the start."

"Confirm the location."

"We have arrived at the entrance." Xing Feng's voice was steady.

"Confirm the status of each unit."

"Everyone is doing well." Fang Xiang and Dongfang Ming were as excited as if they had been injected with chicken blood.