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

Scylla barely managed to avoid the Republic's artillery fire, but the whistling lance still pierced one of her main guns.

The poor maid gritted her teeth and fired back with all her might.

But this is doomed to be in vain.

Burgundy walked forward slowly. All the shells exploded the moment they hit the white light, and the fragments seemed to be non-existent, passing through Burgundy's flesh but leaving no trace.

Burgundy waved and fired a salvo. The shells, fired from 14km away, penetrated Scylla's armor and exploded beside her.

Even though it was a practice round, Scylla, a light cruiser, still staggered and knelt down.

The destroyers rushed forward, but Burgundy's second round of artillery fire was already ready. One minute after the second round of artillery fire, the third round of muzzle fire roared out.

At this time, the flag guns flew back synchronously.

"Checkmate, sir." Lorraine said lightly.

On the battlefield, two Iris ship girls gracefully danced the dance of death.

Chapter 87 The Exercise Continues

"Checkmate?" Swinton laughed. "How dare you say that, Lord Lorraine."

"Exeter, Hermin, stop them!" he ordered. "Scylla, pull the smoke and retreat!"

Although the troops from Iris's side were not elite, he did not expect them to be so weak.

"Damn it! The Iris people never come to their aid at the crucial moment..." Swinton cursed inwardly. "Tighten the formation and keep suppressing! Everyone, no retreat!"

They were now surrounded, and believed that if they allowed the Republic and Burgundy to charge straight into the battle, they would be in greater trouble.

It’s better to concentrate and prioritize killing the two battleships.

After all, the rest seems to be nothing worth noting.

They are all top students, but that's all.

The situation on the field changes rapidly.

Now, the number of people charging forward changed from a duo to just the Black Knight.

The young lady in red stepped back.

Burgundy fired a shot, blocking Hermione's artillery fire, and then Exeter blocked her attack with her ship armor.

"Well, that's interesting." Burgundy smiled, "But if you want to compete with me..."

She pushed down hard, and the Exeter's barrel tilted sharply downward, and then Burgundy spun his lance over his back, blocking Scylla's counterattack from the smoke.

He picked up his gun again to force Exeter back, jumped to avoid Hao Min's second round of artillery fire, and turned in the air and stayed in the air in one go.

Hao Min didn't have time to worry about the near miss, because at the same time as Burgundy's figure disappeared, eight shells shining with silver light whizzed down in an instant.

Hao Min's pupils suddenly shrank. The armor-piercing shells fired by the Republic at 16km tore through her ship's armor, penetrated her armor, and finally...

Endless pain overwhelmed the weak maid.

England expects everyone to do his duty.

The maid gritted her teeth and silently prayed to prevent herself from falling.

She knew her blood was pouring out and fragments were piercing her body.

But... the battle is not over yet!

She raised her head with all her might and fired at the knight in the air who was unable to change his shape.

However, Miss Knight simply turned the turret, and brilliant fireballs burst out from the poor maid again.

Burgundy used the recoil to change her body shape. Hao Min's artillery fire did have an impact on her, but so what?

As long as it is not fatal, you will not feel the pain.

"Hahaha, you are really determined..." She seemed to have discovered something interesting.

The recoil caused her to stay in the air, and gravity pulled her down hard. However, our knight lady turned around calmly, and the cross flag gun took her to rotate three times in the air, and finally smashed hard on Exeter's ship equipment with a spear-splitting style.

The high waves blocked everyone's view.

But the 431mm shells still poured into it, shattering the splashing waves.

"Has the royal family fallen so far as to need to send a corps of maids to the battlefield?"

Burgundy's lips curled in an undisguised sneer as she unsheathed her lance from the Exeter's hull. Her eyes, thick with molten lava, threatened to burst forth. She scanned the fleet of royal shipgirls, finally settling on Howe and Hood.

Facing the somewhat unpleasant expressions of the Royal Navy girls, Miss Knight made no effort to conceal her joy, "Royal honor, that's it, right?"

"Shut up!" Hood raised her hand, and eight main guns fired at the same time. The sky was filled with bullets pouring down along with her anger.

And the creator of this skyfire meteor was actually just her.

But Burgundy was like strolling in the garden, and when all the dust settled, she was still unharmed.

The pale glow dimmed a little, but the girl didn't care.

Although this was a power gained through exchange with the gods at a certain price, it didn't matter, as long as it worked.

The girl could no longer feel the pain.

"Angry?" She looked at Hood, who was less than 10km away from her.

The Knight Lady advanced step by step, occasionally swinging her gun to blast away the incoming projectiles. "It's strange that you, who were born in injustice and died in humiliation, could actually be angry."

Independent crews were already struggling to intercept the attack formations of the Royal Twin Aircraft, while the remaining battleships were also harassing the enemy's large fleet in order to affect the takeoff efficiency of the enemy crews.

Asashio and Fletcher have been filling in the blind spots in their vision.

This is the stage prepared for them by their commander.

Because this is just a play called "War", not the knight riding a red horse and holding a big sword coming in person.

Well, the atmosphere has been set up to this point, and it would be unacceptable if the performance is still poor.

Burgundy thought about it, and his somewhat wandering eyes focused on Hood again at this moment.

"Shut up!" Hood clenched his fists. What was that look? Was it contempt? He was clearly just a Vatican knight.

"What do you know? You're just a bystander who comes here after the war is over!" she roared.

Burgundy covered his mouth and chuckled, "Are you angry? You can't be angry, anger will turn you into a devil~"

But Senhan's tone showed her attitude.

"I still remember the tragedy of Kabir so vividly, Miss Hood."

She accelerated and rushed forward again.

"Mad man... why bother..." Hao whispered absentmindedly.

Obviously, the opponent's engine boost should have reached its limit. If it continues, it will start to overdraw itself.

A 431mm shell flew in from the distance, and Howe swung his sword without hesitation to block it for Hood.

"Get out of the way, I can handle it." Hood stared at the black figure.

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Howe wanted to say something, but in the end he just said, "Okay..." and pulled towards Burgundy's flank.

"Kebir... Gabon... Dakar..." the Republic counted. "We don't understand? We really don't understand."

But it doesn’t matter. It is enough to remember that ugly history. People say that the royal family’s choice is understandable, but for them - understandable does not mean acceptable.

Moreover, this was a blood feud. The Royal Family had a thousand ways to prove their resolve to resist to the end, but attacking their allies and then trying to redeem themselves after the war...

Extremely disgusting.

"Although I don't want to tear your face off with the main gun, who made you stand on the opposite side of us?" Republic murmured softly and swung the sword back suddenly.

The shells from the small-caliber artillery exploded in front of him, and Republic looked into the distance with an expressionless face, where there was a cloud of smoke.

A destroyer? Why was he looking for me instead of looking after Asashio and Fletcher?

However, it is really courageous.

She tapped her toes and the engine started up again.

The enemy's intention was probably to lure her away. If she accepted, then Burgundy would lose its artillery support. If she didn't accept, then the two expel hulls would continue to harass her.

How simple, the Republic calculated.

So, how to choose?

She also gave an answer quickly.

As Hood struggled to deflect Burgundy's lance, eight 431mm shells fell.

Hood emerged from the smoke, coughing up blood.

Hao has already outflanked the opponent's flank and expelled the enemy's republic.

Now, it's time for the final act.

Chapter 88 Kill and Penetrate

"Don't ignore us!" The hero dropped the torpedoes and shouted in dissatisfaction.

As she wished, she met the numb and empty gaze of the Republic.

As she was about to withdraw.

The Republic swung its sword, and the long-awaited 152mm and 127mm secondary guns opened fire simultaneously.

On the side, the vampire hurriedly pulled up a cloud of smoke and pulled the hero into the smoke.

"Boom!" The sound of cannons rang out in the distance. It was Hao.

The British 356mm main gun can still play a big role within 16km.

The target of this round of attack was not Burgundy, which was fighting with Hood, but the Republic.

The young lady moved her mind slightly, and the huge main gun moved sideways to block the artillery fire, and then the main gun slowly rotated again.

When the three ship girls, Gou, Vampire and Hero, were nervously waiting for the arrival of 431mm shells, eight streams of light rushed straight into the distance.

"Hood!" Hao's pupils suddenly shrank, and he pressed the communication button and shouted.

Hood tried hard to block Burgundy's brutal thrust, and the latter pressed down again to wrestle with Hood. When Hood pushed forward, Miss Knight relied on her strong physical fitness to turn over and stand up using the contact point of the wrestling as a fulcrum.

The moment Burgundy left Hood's sight, eight bright silver shells roared through the air. Hood, whose center of gravity was unstable, could even see the swirling air currents around the shells.

She was engulfed in flames once again.

"What a... madman..." Hood wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

"I am an Iris after all," Burgundy smiled.

Hood sneered, "Lafayette thought the same thing the moment you handed Joan of Arc to us."

"When Napoleon the Great swept across Europe, you were still thinking about the balance of power on the continent." Burgundy turned his gun nonchalantly, then took a step forward and swept across.

Hood raised his armor to block, and the knight lady raised her lance and slashed down with a powerful blow.

The Royal Navy's Glory retreated rapidly, and then fired its main guns recklessly.

The flag of the Iris Theocracy fluttered on the knight's lance, occasionally blocking the changes in brightness of the sunlight, making Hood feel that the sunlight was a little dazzling.

Should we say she's worthy of being a shipgirl? Such damage was still within acceptable limits for Hood.

Hao felt a little regretful. He should have directly bombarded Burgundy at the risk of accidental injury.

And now, looking at the Republic tiptoeing through the torpedo gap and then entering the smoke, she felt a little helpless.

"Attack the enemy's large fleet, and the aircraft carrier will cooperate with you."

Fortunately, a command voice came through Hao's communication in time. It was her commander.

She looked at Hood with some reluctance, then looked at the smoke and flickering flames, and turned the main gun towards Y469.

There, two aircraft carriers were harassing a group of people tirelessly.

Centaur and Victory are both very talented. It is relatively easy for them to micro-control three crews at a time, but at this stage, everyone has to show their real skills.

A total of nine crews launched round after round of attacks on y469, which is why y469 did not provide effective support after the Royal took back the rhythm.

And now, Howe's bombardment arrived.

The battleship's bombardment is difficult to intercept.