KanColle does not allow me to work from nine to five

"I don't know. It's precisely because I don't know that it's more convincing."

"Huh, you trust your little man so much. He may not be able to do anything."

"I believe he can do it, and you will believe it too." Tirpitz raised his eyebrows and looked out the window. "Besides, he is 23 years old this year, not young anymore, older than all of us."

"He's just a little man."

Hu Teng put the teacup on the shoe cabinet beside him, turned around coldly, opened the door and said, "I won't trust a human being, but I will help you investigate him."

"Well, thank you, Huten."

Hutten waved his hand with his back to Tirpitz, closed the door and walked out.

On the other side, Prince Eugen did not follow Frederick the Great, but was stopped by Bismarck who was standing not far away. The iron-blooded flagship stood straight and straight, with her brilliant golden hair combed meticulously. She cleared her throat and said, "Eugen, do me a favor. No matter what the result is, if conditions permit, bring back the Sardinian navy soldier Liu Cheng."

Prince Eugen blinked and asked, "Bring back the Iron Blood?"

"Bring it back here."

"For Tyr

Beatz?"

Bismarck admitted: "Yes... I have never seen Tirpitz smile so happily, so this person is valuable, regardless of whether he can influence the Mind Cube or not."

"If you have a good chat with Tirpitz, she will be happy too." Prince Eugen murmured in a low voice.

"what?"

"Nothing... I'll act according to the camera."

"Well, please."

"no big deal."

Prince Eugen gently placed his slender index finger on her pink lips, pressing her plump lips into a shallow arc. This was a unique movement she made when she was thinking. People who were familiar with her knew that when Prince Eugen made such a movement, it meant that she had a strong interest in something.

[Ryu Seung...huh? ]

Prince Eugen became more and more interested in the human being that his good friend valued.

Chapter 7 I have to rub it

"In order to prevent any accidents during the exercise, I have to prepare everything that needs to be prepared, red wine, food... The dessert will not be fresh by the time it is made, so I just need to bring flour and sugar..."

Bolzano walked upright on the beach while counting on his fingers. This is a small island in the Sardinia waters of the Mediterranean Sea, seventy nautical miles away from the Taranto naval port and one hundred and eighty nautical miles away from Sicily. It is the base of the Azur Lane Sardinia branch.

The setting sun gradually disappeared from the junction of the sea and the sky, creating ripples on the waves. The last ray of light of the day shone on Bolzano's waist-length black hair, adding a layer of golden glow to her pretty face.

As a heavy cruiser of Sardinia and one of the participants in the joint military exercise, Bolzano has always been known for her carefulness and meticulousness. Even some inferiority complex in her character prompted her to do things more meticulously, so Veneto was very confident in handing over the preparations for the joint exercise to her.

"Alfredo! Let me see your sister's photo!"

"It's not a photo of Xifeng. I didn't take it secretly."

Two lively little destroyer girls stepped on the fine sand and ran past Bolzano one after the other like a gust of wind. Their smooth little feet were covered with fine sand, splashing circles of water droplets.

"Alfredo, southwest wind, you two should be careful. We have to leave for the exercise the day after tomorrow, so you should take the time to rest..."

"It's okay, Sister Bolzano, we've already eaten!"

Bolzano pursed his lips, feeling that he had neither the ability nor the position to care about these two energetic destroyers. Besides, it would be better if he didn't care, so as not to pass on his misfortune to others.

"It's great to be so energetic."

It's not just Bolzano and Southwest Wind. In fact, except for a few decision-makers, half of Sardinia didn't take this joint exercise seriously. To them, it was more of a social banquet without enemies than a military exercise, so they had to prepare things like red wine and desserts.

Only after receiving the iron-blooded diplomatic message from Tirpitz did some ripples appear within Sardinia.

"Bolzano, have you seen Sister Zara?"

"Zara? I remember she went out in the afternoon. She always goes out in the afternoon this month. She should be back to the port by this time."

"Yeah, I thought she didn't go out today, thanks."

Polla thanked Bolzano, turned around and hurried towards the port on the island.

Also a Sardinian heavy cruiser, Pola, like her sister Zara, has a tall and attractive figure and seductive and mature appearance. Her long purple-black curly hair is draped over her shoulders and her delicate brows are slightly furrowed, giving her a unique and thrilling charm.

Bola has been in a bad mood recently because her most respected sister Zara has been in a bad state recently. She goes out every afternoon without fail, saying that she is on a mission, but how can a mission last for a month? When she is at home, she often stares blankly and smiles foolishly.

Later, Bora found out that all this was related to a human named Liu Cheng. She also met this human this afternoon. He was not a very handsome man, had a baby face, and his voice was not mature. How could he make the calm and reliable Sister Zara become like this?

She doesn't understand.

Pola was walking on the road to the pier, and sure enough, she saw Zara walking towards her from a distance.

"Sister Zara? Sister Zara!"

"Hmm? Oh, it's Pola..."

Zara was awakened from her thoughts by her sister's call. She had been thinking about what had just happened with her head down. She came to the conclusion that she would not be considered frivolous and casual by Liu Cheng. What should she do if she encountered such a thing next time? Should she obey... No, she had to find a reliable reason anyway.

Pola stared at her sister's cheek carefully. It was beautiful, smooth, and a little flushed. There seemed to be nothing wrong with it.

"Is there something wrong with my face?" Zara felt a little guilty when being stared at, and gently patted her cheek with her right hand, "Is there something on it, or is there some mark... It can't be wrinkles, right?"

"Wrinkles?" Pola opened her beautiful eyes wide and said in disbelief, "It's already very wrong for you to ask such a question."

"How can there be..."

"Sister Zara, you're not really in love with that human, are you?"

Zara's heart skipped a beat. It was the first time that someone pointed out her feelings.

Suddenly she felt a heat rushing up from her spinal cord, making her brain dizzy. With her cheeks burning, Zara could only say subconsciously: "Bora, what are you talking about!"

"I'm telling you to wake up, Zara..."

"I won't talk to you anymore. I still have to report to Lord Veneto."

Zara was a little confused, and quickly found an excuse to stop her sister from asking further questions, and hurriedly walked towards Sardin's office.

Looking at the back of Zara, who was usually calm and reliable but now looked flustered, Bora clenched her right hand tightly. She knew that her sister was always so gentle and kind, and would never reject other people's requests, so it must be that the human named Liu Cheng took advantage of this, maybe pretending to be pitiful or doing some other means to confuse her sister's heart and make Zara become what she is now.

[I must warn him, absolutely! ]

Bora made up her mind that she would never let her sister go on like this. She would find an opportunity to confront Liu Cheng directly! Haha, he is just a mere human.

When Zara walked into the office, Veneto and Littorio were also discussing this matter, so Zara sorted out her feelings and reported her final conclusion to the two battleship girls: "Sergeant Liu Cheng did not conceal anything during the entire investigation. I think he did not leak Sardinia intelligence to Iron Blood, and he only maintained a limited personal friendship with Iron Blood. He is an excellent naval soldier and would not do anything that would damage the honor of a soldier."

"Then the reason must be him. After all, he is the first human in twenty years who can fully understand the Mind Cube... The unique shining monthly fee group 6⑨4⑨③⑥1③⑤, what a brilliant light!" Littorio said excitedly, holding his smooth chin lightly, "Veneto, I suggest you do as the Iron Blood asks."

Veneto nodded and said, "We have no way of judging what impact a human who can understand the Mind Cube will have on the current situation. So let's take him with us in this joint exercise to see how the Iron Blood reacts. After all, Sergeant Liu Cheng is a soldier from Sardinia. How can the Iron Blood snatch him away?"

"With me here, how could they dare to have such thoughts?"

Littorio stood up confidently. She walked to Zara and asked curiously, "Today we met that human. As you said, seeing his baby face does make people want to rub it hard. You must have said that because you have rubbed it before. How does it feel?"

“It feels… really good.”

Zara smiled slightly, but suddenly she felt an inexplicable emotion in her heart, as if she was disappointed that her treasured treasure was discovered by others. But she was obviously a person who was not afraid to share with her companions, so why did she feel this way? Zara didn't understand.

Littorio raised the corners of his mouth and clapped his hands gently: "If that's the case, then I have to rub it."

"Ahem..." Veneto cleared her throat. To her confident and narcissistic sister, she could only say, "Pay attention to the occasion."

"Veneto, do you want to rub it too?"

"..."

Littorio waved his hand and said generously: "It's okay. Although you are not participating in the exercise, I will call him over after the exercise. You are my sister, so this matter is nothing."

Veneto did not answer, but just covered her smooth forehead helplessly, but an idea inexplicably emerged in her heart -

Just rub it when the time comes, it seems like rubbing it does feel good.

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At this time, Liu Cheng had already finished the video call with Tirpitz, had just finished washing the dishes, and was preparing to go for a night run before going to bed.

He didn't know how big the vortex he was about to be drawn into was.

A year ago, Iron Blood declared itself a protectorate of the Spanish Republic, responsible for safeguarding the security of all of the country's waters.

Half a year ago, the Iron Blood Fleet exercised the Spanish Republic's jurisdiction over the waters near Gibraltar and jointly guarded the Strait of Gibraltar with the Royal Fleet that was originally responsible for the Strait of Gibraltar.

Two weeks ago, the royal family strangely announced that the Strait of Gibraltar, which had always been under their responsibility, would be returned to the Spanish Republic, and the Iron Blood Fleet would be fully responsible for the security of this Mediterranean throat gateway.

Three days later, in order to ensure tacit understanding of subsequent military operations, the Sardinia Fleet, the Iris Mediterranean Fleet and the newly arrived Iron Blood Fleet will hold a two-week joint military exercise in the Mediterranean.

Before going out for a night run, Liu Cheng checked his phone and saw a tweet from the Sardinian Navy Headquarters that the Volcano supply ship would replace the Vesuvius supply ship to participate in the joint military exercise in three days. Ten minutes later, he received the same order from the captain.

Now Liu Cheng knew that he might really have been caught in some kind of vortex.

But he doesn't know yet, not only will he be involved, but he will also dominate the entire vortex and then the entire Azur Lane.

Chapter 8: Young and passionate navy won't dream of harems and ship girls

The Republic of Sardinia has a typical Mediterranean climate. The highest temperature in the Taranto Naval Port in May is close to 28 degrees. There are only a few thin clouds floating in the clear sky. Layer after layer of shallow waves hit the silver-white waterline of the warship. The hot sun shines on the silver-white hull and the inky black anti-skid sand on the deck, steaming out misty reflections.

As the whistles sounded, several ships anchored in the Taranto naval port weighed anchor one after another and slowly accelerated away from the port.

If the area above the deck is the sphere of influence of the captain and the vice captain, then the area below the deck is the sphere of influence of the aircraft carrier.

The world is ruled by the electric commander, of course there are some exceptions for supply ships. After all, the responsibilities and powers of the comprehensive supply department and the logistics and warehousing department are very large, and they are absolutely lucrative jobs.

Since the order to conduct the exercise was received suddenly, even though the ship had already set sail, Liu Cheng still took his assistant to inspect the powertrain and electronic equipment between the engine room and the electromechanical room, doing the final inspection before the exercise.

"I'm going to the captain's room to attend a combat meeting. Martina, please pay attention to the status of the gas turbine. The last major overhaul of the Volcano was a year and a half ago. Considering the ship's young age, there shouldn't be any problems. However, the pressure in the pressure chamber was a little low during the last inspection. Please pay attention to it and record the data. If there is any problem, I will deal with it after the meeting. Got it?"

"Martina?"

Martina, who was absent-mindedly looking at Liu Cheng's profile, suddenly came back to her senses and replied in a panic, "Understood, sir!"

Liu Cheng looked at Martina, who had a few freckles on her face but still looked youthful and lovely, with a strange look. He controlled his tone and said in a more friendly manner, "The official exercise has begun when the warship leaves its post. Pay more attention and don't be distracted like others. I have high hopes for you."

"Yes, I understand!" Martina was a little excited, and her healthy brown skin concealed the slight blush on her face.

Liu Cheng nodded. He was very optimistic about this young girl who had just graduated from military school and came to the ship for experience gain. She did not have the sloppy habits of those old soldiers at all and was very reliable in her work. However, she was different from some enthusiastic and cheerful Sardinian women. Martina seemed a little introverted. Sometimes she looked at him and wanted to say something but did not say it. However, they were just colleagues after all, so there was no need to talk about everything.

"Then I'll leave it to you. I'm going to the meeting first."

"Yes, I will not let you down."

Liu Cheng walked up the stairs, greeting his colleagues along the way. He arrived at the captain's room and waited for a while before everyone was present. Then the captain began to speak about this joint exercise and arranged combat tasks.

The content of the speech was as fantastic as ever. In addition to the basic three things: escort, commerce disruption and retreat, the captain particularly emphasized the need to clean the cafe, gym and swimming pool on the Volcano, so that when Iris and Iron Blood's colleagues come to socialize, they can have a good look at them. The reputation of the Mediterranean Hotel on our Sardinian naval ship must not be tarnished.

As for the saying that when you go to the Iris Fleet for a social gathering, you must bring your own Sardinian red wine and tell them that the red wine of Iris is a younger brother, and educate your colleagues in the Iron Blood that you can put German sausages on pizza, but you must not put German sauerkraut. Then all the lieutenants and colonels were excited and said that if the Iron Blood dared to put sauerkraut on pizza, they would make cold jokes and call German toast bread in front of the Iron Blood...

Liu Cheng did not participate in this kind of discussion. At the beginning, he thought this kind of scene was outrageous. Of course, he still thinks it is a little outrageous now, but he has almost adapted to it. After all, it is Sardinia, which was beaten up by Ethiopia in history and was a powerful country that surrendered to the Qing Dynasty. You should be happy to have such an ally.

Liu Cheng propped his cheek with his right hand, a little absent-minded. Even if he was not a senior officer like the captain, he could understand some inside information. Exercises like this were always divided into two parts. The surface part was a traditional navy like theirs, driving warships that had almost become coast guard ships. The main exercise content was escort and escape, patrol and discovery, and dispersed breakout. The real exercise part was an exercise between the warships of various countries. The two sides were basically not in the same sea area, and there were few common projects between them.

More importantly, Liu Cheng asked Tirpitz and learned that she did not participate in this exercise. Now the netizens had no chance to meet offline, so they naturally felt a little bored.

As for the sudden replacement of the Vesuvius supply ship with his ship, the Volcano, to participate in the exercise, Liu Cheng thought that the Sardinian internal affairs department might still have some doubts about him. He thought about it and decided to remain unchanged in the face of ever-changing circumstances. After all, he has nothing to fear as he is upright. If things really don't work out, if I am not wanted here, I will really go to the Iron Blood. If I am not wanted anywhere else, I can still go back to Donghuang. This is not a traitor, but flexible employment.

After the meeting, everyone returned to their respective posts. Liu Cheng did not rush back, but caught up with the captain and wanted to ask him a few questions: "Captain, I remember you said before that you had seen the ship girl, right?"

The captain of the Volcano supply ship was a middle-aged Sardinian gentleman in his forties, wearing a straight military uniform and with a neatly combed hair. Compared to his previous remarks, he looked much more reliable.

After hearing Liu Cheng's question, Captain Johnny looked nostalgic, as if he was lost in memories: "I remember that was the eve of the victorious counter-offensive eight years ago. The waves were almost rolling up the dark clouds. Everyone was in a very heavy mood. It seemed that God did not create the concept of tomorrow for us. Everywhere was..."

"Stop." Liu Cheng interrupted the captain's recollection not very politely, otherwise he could have talked for an hour before getting to the point. "Captain, you have told us about these things before. After that, you and the navy seniors listened to the speech of the Sardinian flagship Vittorio Veneto, right?"

Captain Johnny nodded even more nostalgically: "Although I can't remember what Lord Veneto said, but I was so excited when I heard it. I wanted to drive the warship and rush forward to fight the Siren in hand-to-hand combat."

Given his current impression of the Sardinian army, Liu Cheng had reservations about their enthusiasm. He asked, "So that's when you met the ship girl Veneto-sama?"

"Yes."

"That's what I want to ask." Liu Cheng asked, "Kanmusu, Kanmusu, that should be what a human female looks like, right?"

"probably."

"perhaps?"

"I can't remember clearly." Captain Johnny stroked his stubbled chin and said, "In fact, the old guys who listened to the speech with me can't remember clearly either."

"That's it..."

Combining the information he had received about the ship girls with his own personal experience, Liu Cheng felt that he had grasped something important. "Then the ship girls should all be very beautiful, right?"

Captain Johnny glanced at Liu Cheng and said, "I think it's just the opposite."

"Why?" Liu Cheng was a little surprised. Both Tirpitz and Zara he saw were extraordinarily beautiful.