Shut up! I'm not a destroyer!

Having two is the limit. Usually, there is only one guarding the last point in the sea, which is considered to be a great respect for the ship girl.

In the low-level sea area, there is even only one low-level deep-sea battleship guarding the last point in the sea area.

After thinking it over, Veneto still couldn't figure it out.

If there was no military training the next day, she would simply lie on the bed with her eyes open and wait to fall asleep.

But that won’t work. If I really don’t sleep the whole night, the military training the next day will be very difficult.

She can't afford it.

It’s not a question of whether you look ugly standing at attention with dark circles under your eyes.

I was afraid of falling asleep while standing.

It would be fine if he wasn't discovered, but if he was discovered, the degree of social annihilation would be much more serious than dark circles under his eyes.

Feeling that it was not a good idea to just lie there, Veneto got up and left the bedroom.

In the living room, Xiaobai was wrapped in a quilt, sitting on the sofa watching TV.

The movie playing on TV was a love movie about an admiral and a ship girl.

"What's up, Veneto-chan?"

Following Wang Yuan's way of calling, Xiaobai tilted his head and looked at Veneto who was walking towards him.

"I can't sleep. I don't know why."

Veneto sat down next to Xiaobai, snatched half of the quilt from Xiaobai, and wrapped himself and Xiaobai together.

"Hiss, you're not that warm even wrapped in a blanket."

Veneto felt like there was a turtle sitting next to him.

Turtles are cold-blooded animals.

But for KanColle, that's normal.

In her previous life, she was surrounded by ship girls, who were magical creatures that were not afraid of the cold.

The ordinary cold weather is just a drop of water to them and has no effect on them at all.

At most you feel a little cold, but to say that you're so cold that you're shaking and can't walk, that's not the case.

Haven’t you seen those girls paddling in the sea in the middle of winter wearing cool sailing suits, with their noses frozen red, which only highlights the delicateness of their fair skin?

It won't affect their speed at all.

On the contrary, when winter really came and they were wrapped in thick clothes, they were unable to move on the sea.

"I'm not a guy, I'm a white guy."

Xiaobai said seriously, then took Veneto into his arms.

She felt that Veneto was warm.

Sure enough, it is easier to feel the warmth after holding it in my arms.

Xiaobai began to envy those ship girls.

If I also had an admiral, would I be able to hug my admiral like this?

I wonder if I, the admiral, will also feel soft and warm.

The deep sea camp is all cold and emotionless.

Cold sea water, cold colleagues, cold subordinates.

Even my heart is cold.

Nothing was hot anyway.

So what Veneto said was right, she was Xiaobai, and she was still cold even if she was wrapped in a blanket.

"Yes, yes, you are Xiaobai... Alas."

Veneto dealt with it casually and sighed again.

Although the embrace was not very warm, Veneto felt a little more comfortable.

The strange uncomfortable feeling in my heart subsided a little.

But the feeling didn't completely go away.

It exists after all, and besides the inexplicable discomfort, it also makes me feel nauseous.

Veneto didn't think there would be any point in telling Xiaobai.

It’s better to talk to yourself than to Xiaobai.

Although Xiaobai now reads a lot of things on the Internet every day, Veneto feels that she still cannot understand his strange mood.

She herself couldn't understand it.

"Veneto-chan, what's wrong with you?"

Xiaobai, who saw this scene for the first time, was a little panicked and no longer cared about the warm feeling.

He quickly straightened Veneto's body, put his hands on his little shoulders, and asked seriously.

This is the one who provides her with food.

Even puppies know how to care for their owners who give them bones.

Of course Xiaobai also knows how to care about Veneto.

"Xiao Bai, have you ever had that feeling that something bad is going to happen, but you can't figure out what it is?"

Although Veneto felt that it was useless to ask, he still asked it.

"some!"

Xiaobai nodded quickly without even thinking about it.

"Have?"

Veneto raised his head and looked at Xiaobai, and found that the latter had a serious expression.

"Yes, I do. Like when you forgot to bring me lunch."

Xiaobai nodded seriously, with a gleam of wisdom in his eyes.

"Pfft...yes, that counts. Could it be that the reputation club forgot to make breakfast tomorrow?"

Veneto thought, biting his fingers.

"Admiral, what do you want from me?"

Reputation appeared in the living room in his pajamas.

"Ah! Reputation! I don't have any... No, you sit down."

Veneto stammered.

The main reason was that he didn't expect his maid to suddenly appear in the living room.

"Yes, Admiral, what's wrong with you?"

Reputation, who sat next to Veneto, looked at Veneto in confusion.

She was not so foolish as to think that it was Xiaobai who made Veneto like this.

Otherwise, Veneto would have broken free from Xiaobai's arms long ago.

"I feel like...something bad is going to happen, but I can't figure out what it is. It's a weird feeling..."

Veneto described her feelings.

"Bad things?"

As a ship girl who knows how to share the admiral's worries, Reputation keenly grasped the key words in Veneto's words.

But after frowning and thinking for a while, she couldn't think of anything that Veneto should worry about.

The frontline garrison encountered a deep-sea raid, and the information sent back was that the deep-sea flagship was OVO.

This alone is not worthy of further attention.

Then the commander-in-chief of the front-line garrison arranged for the joint fleet to attack the deep sea area, explore and occupy the mission. All the ship girls who went there were elites and above, so there was nothing to worry about.

Is there any unexpected change?

Reputation reminds me of the intuition of the ship girl.

"Admiral, I will contact the garrison and the front line again."

Apart from the front line, there is the garrison.

After all, the admiral is now using the alias of a rookie and studying at the Admiral Academy.

The naval base was empty, with only a few ship girls guarding it.

It cannot be said that it is not powerful, the quality is there, but the quantity is insufficient.

The deep sea often relies on quantity to win, and quality only accounts for a part of it.

So late at night, the phone at the garrison rang first.

"No, everything is peaceful here. But I heard that there is a problem at the frontline garrison?"

Yorktown, who answered the phone, was a little confused.

Why did you suddenly call back to ask about security issues?

Sasebo is not on the front line, so there is nothing to worry about.

If there was any danger, she would have called out long ago.

"Yes, just confirming. I'll contact the front line right away."

Reputation hung up the phone and went to the front line instead.

"Something happened, Sister Shengwang. It is said that there is more than one Dean Shenhai lurking here!"

Santiago, who answered the phone, said in a panic.

My heart skipped a beat. It turned out that this was the problem.

NO.184 Big Break

"Whoa, whoa, whoa..."

The sound of the shells rubbing against the air was sharp and piercing.

This may sound good to friendly ears.

To the enemy's ears, that was the sound of the Grim Reaper's scythe breaking through the air.

Because South Dakota had stopped moving and had been beaten up by Kirishima, the entire battlefield was silent for a moment.

Perhaps the other deep-sea brains in the deep-sea camp simply can't get around this.

The KanColle camp simply did not dare to open fire at will.

What's more, except for the ship girls of the Sasebo Naval Base which rushed into the rainstorm area with Kirishima, the ship girls of other naval bases have not yet entered.

That is why the sound of artillery shells breaking through the air is so clear. Even the sound of chaotic rain falling into the sea, the sound of rain hitting the steel of warships, and the sound of thunder do not affect the transmission of the whistling sound.

Unfortunately, the dark sky made the shells invisible.

Following the sound, all I could see was a pitch-black sky.

However, when this shell landed on the ground, it became conspicuous.

Red sparks burst forth, accompanied by flying steel fragments.

This is much more exciting than the New Year's fireworks, provided that the guy who catches the shell is not from your camp.

This conclusion came out when King Kong roared.

The one who caught the shell with his bare hands was Kirishima.

The sparks were naturally from her body.

Fortunately, the Sasebo Naval Fleet was not far from Kirishima at this time.