Shut up! I'm not a destroyer!

She handed the bottle to Yamato.

The white-haired man took the bottle and put the bottle mouth to his nose and sniffed.

"Oh! It smells good!"

Yamato said as he stuffed the bottle into his mouth.

"Wait! This is white wine, you need to savor it, drink it slowly, don't rush."

Veneto grabbed the bottle.

The spiciness of white wine is not the same as the spiciness of chili peppers.

Although both are painful, the spiciness of chili peppers is more direct, while the spiciness of white wine is more subtle.

Drinking some water can relieve the symptoms of chili peppers, of course, they are not spicy chili peppers.

Liquor is not okay, and drinking cold water still makes me feel uncomfortable, and it takes a while to recover.

Moreover, if you drink it in small sips, it will not irritate your stomach and intestines, so it won’t be a big problem.

If you drink a lot of water in one breath, your stomach will feel uncomfortable.

"Small mouth?"

Yamato was stunned for a moment and put the bottle down.

The thing in the glass bottle smells delicious, and she is afraid that if she eats it the wrong way, she won't be able to enjoy its flavor.

"use this."

Veneto handed Yamato a shot glass.

She was afraid that Yamato would feel upset in her stomach and think that she had poisoned her or something.

So let's just send the Buddha off to the west, no matter how big or small the matter is.

"so?"

When it comes to food, Yamato is naturally well-instructed.

She poured the liquor into the small cup.

The fragrance that was originally only tangible through the bottle mouth finally exploded.

The liquor in the Veneto ship is a high-proof liquor from the prestigious Sicily.

72% pure liquor.

It’s in short supply, 500 ml for 5 yuan.

Military supplies that can only be distributed by major admirals.

Few people drank the Sasebo tutelage quota.

Those ship girls who drink basically drink the wine produced in the country where their original bodies once served.

For example, the Jpa ships used to like to drink sake, the Usa ships mostly like to drink whiskey, the Fra ships like to wave their hands... No, they are romantic, so they like to drink brandy... and so on.

Liquor has become a surplus product.

Few ship girls can stand that taste.

So Veneto didn't feel bad about using it for cooking. After all, she didn't exchange it for money. It was something used to calculate the value of wine in the market.

According to her calculations, the wine is worthless because it is a quota.

Now it is used to feed this big boss, which can be regarded as making the best use of it.

Just treat it as a biological observation report on "a special study on the adaptability of the deep sea to alcohol."

Veneto thought about it while eating fish and bread, and took out a notebook and a pencil from the ship's space.

She was already preparing to start recording Yamato's behavior after drinking.

It's the kind of research report that says 'One minute after drinking, Yamato showed xxx performance, I think xxx'.

Veneto ate the fish meat that was stuck in his teeth in a few bites, and finally satisfied his stomach.

Compared to her appetite, this amount of food was barely enough to satisfy her hunger.

She took the bowl to the fresh water bucket, scooped up some water, washed it, and stuffed it into the ship's space.

Then he sat on the beach holding his notebook and just stared at Yamato.

Yamato was seen eating meat and drinking wine at the same time, being very generous.

But gradually, the small glass cup could no longer satisfy her.

So Yamato pressed the small glass on the sand and lifted the bottle directly to blow into it.

Veneto quickly recorded the time and Yamato's performance in a notebook.

Regardless of whether I will survive in the future or whether this book will be preserved, at least it is very interesting now.

It's a relief from the boredom.

As Yamato started to blow the bottle, she quickly finished the strong liquor in the bottle.

"Ha! It's so refreshing! Chili! White wine! It's so great!"

Yamato sat cross-legged on the beach, one hand on his knee, the other holding an empty wine bottle, breathing heavily, his face rosy.

"Huh? Why is there no more? Little one, bring some wine!"

Yamato poured wine into his mouth again, but found that only a small drop of wine dripped out of the bottle.

She threw the bottle away angrily.

The bottle hit the beach, bounced, and rolled along the beach into the sea.

"Hey, don't pollute the environment!"

You are supposed to be the cleaner of the earth, cleaning up big bacteria like humans, so why are you still throwing garbage everywhere?

Isn't this taking the lead in polluting the environment? So, breaking the law knowingly or stinging enforcement?

"Give me some wine!"

Yamato yelled, slapping his thigh.

"Have you had too much to drink?"

Veneto quickly wrote it down in his notebook.

A 500ml bottle of 72% puree, Yamato-grade deep sea dean, drunk.

Wait, how drunk is this?

"What is drunk? What is drunk? I don't care. If you don't give me wine, I will beat you!"

As he spoke, Yamato took out a mace from somewhere and smashed it on the beach.

"Yes, yes, your wine, enjoy your meal."

Veneto pulled out another bottle, unscrewed it and threw it at Yamato's feet.

"Hey, there's wine and meat! Great!"

Yamato picked up the bottle with a smile and put it into his mouth.

Veneto took two quick steps, picked up the empty bottle that floated into the sea and put it into the ship's space.

There is no need to pollute the environment.

It's not that she is being pretentious. Who would care about this when the life or death is unknown?

It is a matter of principle.

After picking up the bottles, she returned to the dry beach and continued recording.

After Yamato finished drinking a bottle of wine, he threw the bottle aside.

"Hmm, so this is what being drunk is."

With this sigh, he fell on his back on the beach with a plop.

"This... is drunk?"

Veneto put away the notebook, leaned over, and nudged Yamato with his hand.

no response.

The white-haired deep-sea girl just closed her eyes and fell asleep, completely defenseless.

"Do you trust me so much?"

Veneto was shocked.

After all, she is a ship girl with a gun. If she fires a shot at Yamato, she will be in pain.

Should we say that foodies really don’t care about their own lives just for the sake of eating?

"Forget it, I can't run away."

Yamato fell, but there is still a lot of deep sea surrounding the island.

...ovo...

"How can you just do this!... Forget it."

Nagato lay on the makeshift folding bed, with no place to vent his anger. But when he saw his sister's aggrieved expression, his anger subsided and he was left with only heartache.

At this time, the reinforcements had not arrived yet, so they just retreated to the seaside.

The ship girl teams in the other two directions were also fighting and retreating towards this side.

Nagato and his crew fired several yellow flares for retreat here, and then stayed here, waiting for the other two teams of ship girls to retreat.

During this time, Nagato woke up, and after learning what had happened, she couldn't get angry.

NO.279 Going home for the New Year...Have you found a partner?

"Sister, what should we do now?"

Seeing that Nagato's anger had subsided, Mutsu hesitated for a moment, but still asked a question that she couldn't decide at this stage.

"What can we do? What else can we do if you do this?"

Nagato patted the folding bed beneath him as if he had given up hope.

"Call for backup! Do I need to be told? Regardless of whether there is backup or not, urge the rear first!"

Why should she worry about such a simple thing?

"Should we retreat or wait here..."

Mutsu also felt aggrieved, because what Nagato answered was completely different from what she asked.

"Let's wait here and ask the other girls to go back."

Nagato hesitated for a moment before answering. She was really worried about Veneto. She would be restless if she went back, so it would be better for her to be there.

Not all leaders are like Nagato, who hesitates every time he makes a decision.

But hesitation is the norm, and leaders must be responsible for their decisions.

"Okay, I see."

Mutsu sighed.

She didn't blame her sister for yelling at her. She was just panicking at such awkward moments.

Let me reiterate, she and her sister are both free ship girls and have never encountered this before.

Even her sister is the flagship... for the third time?

But this time it’s completely different from the previous escort of merchant ships!

Those were just minor fights. There was no need for any command. They just swarmed in and did the job.

This time, as the flagship, I have to... assign several battle zones and divide the ship girls into four parts to govern themselves...

Those are not the point!

I have only heard of ship girls being sunk before, but this is the first time I have seen one being kidnapped.