Even in the world of Kancolle, I want to drive a robot!

While chewing the delicious food in his mouth, Xia Bai said incoherently: "Hasn't the wedding date for Yixian and I already been set? May 17th."

"To be honest, I don't really like this kind of ceremony. It's too troublesome... But since you like it, I'm happy to do it."

Xia Bai's wedding schedule is pretty full, Akagi's is on April 25th, Yixian's is on May 17th, and Nagato seems to want a wedding too.

In fact, it's not just Nagato. As the world gradually settled down, Xia Bai's wedding ship also wanted a wedding. Even someone as thin-skinned as Noshiro hinted at it to Xia Bai.

Sometimes Xia Bai even thought about finishing it in one day. After all, there was a church in the port area, and even Richelieu could be the priest.

Xia Bai couldn't help laughing out loud when he thought of the funny scene of himself constantly changing female companions to enter and leave the church to take the vows.

"Commander, someone is taking pictures of us again. It's a woman... at your five o'clock position." Zhenhai pretended to pick up food and whispered in Xia Bai's ear.

Hearing this, Xia Bai was stunned for a moment, then said nonchalantly: "Maybe they were sent by Country C to monitor me. Just take pictures, it won't hurt me. I'm not doing anything shameful."

This kind of clumsy surveillance is not something that NSA agents can do... Never mind, since the commander doesn't care, there's no need to mobilize a large force.

After noting the face of the woman who took the photo secretly, Zhenhai withdrew his gaze.

At this moment, there was a sudden commotion not far away.

"What's going on with your restaurant? Didn't I make a reservation in advance? Why are you telling me there are no seats available even though I'm here?"

The lobby manager explained apologetically, "I'm sorry, sir, your reservation time has passed. When we saw that you didn't come, we reserved the seat for a commander."

This practice is indeed not very authentic. If it is not handled properly, the restaurant's sign will be smashed.

But what can I say? You didn't show up beyond the scheduled time, and a commander with a ship girl happened to come to have dinner. According to the rule of "Commander priority", it is understandable to leave the food for him.

"As compensation, our restaurant will give you corresponding compensation..."

Before the lobby manager could finish his words, he was interrupted by an angry Song Ya: "I don't need compensation, and don't use the commander to pressure me."

Song Ya took out his ID and waved it in front of the lobby manager, saying unhappily, "Who is not a commander... Tsk, I have never seen a commander who would take the initiative to reveal his identity to grab a position."

UX-47 said coldly, "Forget it, it's just a meal, there's no need to bother with him."

"That doesn't count!"

Rarely, Song Ya rejected UX-47's proposal. He had finally invited the goddess over for a 'date', not to mention his brother-in-law and sister-in-law. But now he was slapped in the face in the restaurant. This was intolerable.

Men all care about their face, let alone a young man like Song Ya who is in a high position and has a lot of power and is full of hot-bloodedness.

"I won't make it difficult for you. Take me to the commander. I want to see who is so shameless."

Hearing this, the lobby manager's face turned as bitter as a gourd and he nodded and agreed to Song Ya. He really didn't expect that the person he had booked was also the commander. He was really unlucky.

"Hey, isn't this Xiao Song? Why are you here to eat too?"

Seeing the commander who had taken his place, Song Ya got furious and said, "Wang Hong, you and I graduated in the same year, why are you pretending to be so high and mighty? You have become more and more backward in recent years, and you even use the commander's priority."

Raising his eyebrows, the commander named Wang Hong said sarcastically, "So you were the one who reserved the seat. I felt a little sorry at first, but now I don't feel sorry anymore. I feel relieved."

It is obvious that there is a personal conflict between Wang Hong and Song Ya. We cannot say that they are irreconcilable, but we can only say that they are as hostile as water and fire.

After taking a deep look at Wang Hong, Song Ya said coldly: "Okay, I'll remember you. I hope you won't be afraid of rejection when applying for an exercise next time."

"It seems like you always lose more than you win in the exercises? Your two wedding ships are always beaten to a pulp by my ship girls. They are not that strong."

Song Ya was about to leave, but after hearing what Wang Hong said, he immediately turned around and grabbed his neck, saying word by word: "I warned you not to make fun of them."

Seeing this, the ship girl next to her directly unfolded her ship suit, pointed the gun barrel at Song Ya's head, and threatened in a cold voice: "Commander Song, please let go of my commander."

However, Song Ya ignored the ship girl and continued to strangle Wang Hong's neck.

"Apologize to them."

Noticing that the three people following Song Ya didn't make any moves, Wang Hong spread his hands and said, "What can you do if I don't apologize?"

"...Colorado, be gentle, don't hurt Xiao Song."

Chapter 107 Gearing up

The conflict between Wang Hong and Song Ya was just a personal friction during their time in college. The angrier Song Ya got, the happier he was.

Don't be fooled by Wang Hong's arrogant look, he is actually very sensible and reminded Colorado not to hurt Song Ya.

As both of them are commanders, they still have a lot of comradeship. Although they both hope that the other will suffer a great loss, when they really face the war, they can still leave their lives to each other without worry.

Looking at Song Ya's miserable appearance as he was pinned to the ground by Colorado, and then looking at UX-47 with a calm face, Basaka was unsure of what his sister was thinking.

Song Ya invited us to dinner with good intentions, so why did you let him be bullied like this? We must repay kindness and revenge, and this is the style of our sons of Prometheus.

Just as Basaka was wondering whether he should use his status as a senior to remind the junior, UX-47 sighed, walked up to Song Ya, and said with a look of disdain: "Didn't I tell you before that you can eat anywhere."

"..."

Because he didn't want 47 to see his embarrassed look, Song Ya turned his head away without saying a word. Being pinned to the ground would be too humiliating.

Seeing this, UX-47 said helplessly: "Forget it, I'll help you this time, remember to bring your own wedding ship next time you go out."

Before he could finish his words, 47 suddenly jumped up and grabbed Colorado's face with his right hand.

"!"

This guy, is he actually a ship girl?!

After a brief surprise, Colorado quickly came to his senses, quickly released the hand that was holding Song Ya, and reached towards UX-47.

Bending his right leg to block the opponent's fist, UX-47 grabbed Colorado's hand and slid it down, grasped her collar, and threw her out.

Wang Hong's Colorado was obviously a veteran of the battlefield. He adjusted his center of gravity in the air and landed steadily on the dining table at the back.

Colorado brushed off the dust on his clothes and said calmly, "You are quite skilled... I have never seen you before. Are you the new ship girl he built?"

Without paying any attention to Colorado, UX-47 turned to Song Ya and said, "Do you want to continue? Human versus human, non-human versus non-human..."

Slowly getting up from the ground, Song Ya clenched his fists and said with a firm look in his eyes: "Let's do it. 47, you hold Colorado back, and I will easily deal with Wang Hong."

"That's more like it..."

With the corners of his mouth slightly raised, UX-47 rushed directly towards Colorado without any hesitation, while Song Ya, with a grim smile on his face, fought with Wang Hong.

Under Xia Bai's unintentional influence, most of the sons of Prometheus are hidden violent elements, and try not to talk too much when they can take action.

Warfare is their natural need as "Siren weapons".

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, 47 doesn't seem to be a match for this Miss Battleship in a pure hand-to-hand fight... Should I help, or should I not?"

Selina, who was sitting on Basaka's shoulder, asked innocently, "Is Basaka going to take action? It's not good to bully the minority with the majority."

Basaka said with a fighting look on his face: "I haven't shown my skills for more than three months. My body is almost moldy."

After a pause, he continued, "However, since Selina said so, I'll just watch here. Soldiers against soldiers, generals against generals, if you can win, it's naturally a good thing. If you can't win, it only means that you don't get enough training..."

Before he could finish his words, a very anxious voice was heard at the entrance of the restaurant.

"commander!"

Basaka looked up and saw a red-haired ship girl running towards Wang Hong aggressively. When she was halfway there, she heard Wang Hong, who was fighting with Song Ya, shouting, "Don't worry about me, Richelieu, go help Colorado. I don't believe that I can't defeat Song Ya."

Hearing this, Richelieu frowned, turned around and walked towards UX-47, but was stopped by an "iron tower" on the way.

"Swish - sizzle..."

The terrifying sound of the chain turning was heard. Basaka carried Selina in one hand and held the door-sized chain sword in the other hand. He grinned and said, "Miss Zhanlie, you have to think carefully. Now the two of them are just competing in fighting skills."

"If you join in, this building might collapse. How about fighting with me first?"

This violent aura...the man in front of me is very dangerous.

Drawing out his companion sword, Richelieu bowed slightly and said politely, "I don't know who you are, but I'm sorry, this is the commander's order."

"Hahahaha, that's exactly what I want!"

Laughing loudly, Basaka swung the door-sized chainsaw sword straight down. With his well-trained body and combined abilities, few people were afraid of him in close combat.

......

Looking at the hall manager nodding and bowing as he escorted other customers out of the restaurant, leaving the seats free for the 'battlefield' between the Ship Girl and the Son of Prometheus, Xia Bai put down his chopsticks.

"These guys are really something. They can't even eat in peace. Without the threat of Antix, they are all idle, right?"

Hearing Xia Bai's mumbling, Zhen Hai chuckled and said, "Don't worry, Commander. They acted very sensibly. With insurance, the restaurant won't suffer any loss. Maybe they can even advertise because of this."

Slapping the table unhappily, Xia Bai complained: "Do I care about this matter? I am just angry at them for not fighting back. These commanders and ship girls are fighting over such a trivial matter, making me fight like a clown."

"I've been so busy all day, dealing with Antix, dealing with the embers, and also having to think about the expedition plan. I finally came to the big city to have a meal, but I still feel uneasy."

"Oh my god, when Ling wakes up, I must find something for these bored guys to do. Zhenhai, what do you think of Enpress as the Siren boss?"

Zhenhai said with a smile: "Then should I express my gratitude to the commander on behalf of mankind? Thank you for your mercy in not letting the Destroyer Van Isena be the Siren boss."

Hearing Zhenhai's intention to squeeze him, Xia Bai's face turned red, and he waved his hand and said, "Forget it. If young people are not full of youthful vigor, can they still be called young people? When they are thirty years old, they should be much better."

As he said this, Xia Bai's eyes rolled and he waved to the lobby manager in the distance.

"Waiter, come here."

While wiping the sweat off his face, the hall manager trotted over to the table where Xia Bai and the others were sitting, and said apologetically, "Sir, Madam, we are closing early today. We are sorry to have given you an unpleasant dining experience."

"It's not you who should apologize, but... Let me tell them to be quiet and not disturb me while I'm eating."

With a hesitant look on his face, the lobby manager whispered, "Those are the commander and the ship girl. We can't afford to offend them."

"Commander? I think he's a little punk!"

"Go without worry. If they dare to say no, I will throw them all out of this window for you."

Chapter 108: Good Luck Is Like This

Seeing that Xia Bai did not look drunk, the lobby manager secretly glanced at the three female companions beside him, and suddenly seemed to understand something. He swallowed his saliva and walked towards the "battlefield".

Come on, this is another commander who always travels with three ship girls. He must be from a prominent family.

After the lobby manager left, Xia Bai switched positions with Plymouth, who was sitting by the window, and began to observe the window, as if thinking about how to throw Basaka and the others down.

"Dafeng, do you think I should throw them down one by one or all at once?" After removing the window, Xia Bai turned around and asked.

Tilting her little head cutely, Dafeng spoke cruel words in a sweet voice.

"Let's throw them down together, so that we can have a companion on our way to the underworld."

"Well, I'll throw them down together."

"Well... actually, Dafeng feels that tying them up outside the building for a night might be a better form of punishment."

"As expected of you, you easily came up with a solution that I couldn't think of."

Seeing the two of them talking back and forth, and the one-stop funeral service was ready, Zhenhai asked with a strange look on his face: "I don't think Basaka and the others would be so disrespectful to the commander. Isn't the hall manager not back yet?"

Smiling at Zhenhai, Xia Bai said earnestly: "Zhenhai, your commander is very stingy. Whether they give me this face or not, I will hang them up."

"You know, the wind in the sky above the Magic City is very cold, hehehe..."

Are Basaka and his friends lucky or unlucky to have a narrow-minded brother like you?

Just as Zhenhai was complaining in his heart, he heard Xia Bai's cruel voice and strange laughter again.

"Da Feng said, what do you think about me asking Wang Zhiyong to take the armed police to do high-altitude target practice? It shouldn't be a waste of public resources to train the armed police in marksmanship and accuracy."

I was wrong. I was still wondering whether this was lucky or unlucky. The son of Prometheus was obviously unlucky.

Target shooting from high altitude...is this something a human can come up with?

After a while, the lobby manager came back and said tremblingly: "Sir, they said..."

"say what?"

The manager looked very confused and said in a very weak voice, "They told you to mind your own business. They will beat you too."

Xia Bai: “…”

Seeing Xia Bai's face changing from blue to purple, Zhenhai couldn't help but cover his face with his hands. He was asking for death.

The last person who dared to act like that in front of her commander was META, the Supreme, and now even his ashes can't be found.

Just as Zhenhai expected, Xia Bai took out a piece of paper from his pocket with an expressionless face and used the communication ring to dial the number on it.

At this time, Director Wang had just returned to his office from the road section monitoring room and sat down. Before he could even drink a sip of water, he heard his private phone ringing.

When he picked up the phone, the string of garbled characters on it made his breathing quicken.

In this world, only the internal communications of the Maritime Administration are displayed as garbled characters on the caller ID. In order to prevent tracking and monitoring, the garbled characters displayed on the same communication circle are different each time.

The Maritime Administration specifically requested Akashi to do this in order to prevent the military operations from being leaked.

Wang Zhiyong believed that he had little interaction with the commander and the ship girls on a daily basis, and among this group, the only one who knew his private phone number was Xia Bai.