Azur Lane Mobile Front.

Zhenhai interrupted Luo Bo's speech and moved closer to him, making the two of them even more intimate.

"Don't move your hands!"

...

When the White Eagles and the Northern Alliance returned to the bridge, they felt that something seemed off about Rob.

It felt like he was deliberately shrinking back.

Of course, the ships on the Eastern side immediately recognized what was going on.

"Tch~ I still went too lightly..."

Enterprise spat softly, thinking that while he was still alone with Rob, he had to work harder, otherwise, how could Rob have the mind to think about other ships!

Chapter 142: Mikasa the Great Immortal is not lying to me!

"Nice to meet you, Commander of Donghuang!"

Led by Soviet Rossiya, the Northern Union's ships lined up and began their first meeting with Rob.

"Hello! The Northern Combined Fleet's heroic fighting display just now was truly impressive."

"If you learn more about us, you will know more about us."

As he spoke, the Soviet Rossiya began to introduce the members of the fleet he led one by one.

When Chapaev was mentioned, Soviet Russia paused.

"Chapaev is a very gentle comrade, but... it's best not to provoke her easily."

After a brief glance at Chapaev's smiling face, the Soviet Union continued its introduction.

"Why does this woman seem a little dangerous?"

Combined with the cryptic words from Soviet Russia, Rob felt that the cruiser before him was probably not as gentle as it seemed.

This squinty-eyed, smiling expression is usually a standard feature of hidden bosses.

"Tashkent, nicknamed 'the sky-blue cruiser'."

Upon hearing this, Robo immediately gave the rather adorable destroyer a wry look, then turned his gaze to Saratoga, which was not far away.

Why are some destroyers called cruisers, while some aircraft carriers are called destroyers? That's a question.

Saratoga, noticing Rob's gaze, immediately shifted her attention to him.

"Sister Sarah thinks your gaze is up to no good~"

Wrinkling her nose, Saratoga felt like her radar was going off; Rob was definitely talking bad about her again.

Meanwhile, Tashkent was also staring intently at Rob, seemingly quite interested in this commander from the Eastern Empire.

"Tashkent is watching you. Let Tashkent see what you're capable of, Comrade!"

Tashkent is pink and rosy, and even the way people speak is pink and rosy.

But wasn't that form of address a little strange?

...

Now that the introductions are complete, Rob is ready to get down to business.

However, before Rob could speak, Soviet Rossiya preemptively stated his own request.

"Commander, could you please stay in the Northern Union a little longer?"

These words stunned not only Rob, but also the Eastern Empire's side and even the White Eagle's ships.

Could you explain why?

Although he did initially have the idea of ​​going to the Northern Alliance, it was only because his own planned ship was still there and he needed to go and find out the situation.

As for staying in Beilian, he had no such intention.

First, the Northern Union is really not a suitable place to stay during the cold winter.

Secondly, with the Lunar New Year just around the corner, who wants to wander around outside?

"We've encountered some problems that we can't solve, so we have no choice but to ask you for help, Commander."

The Northern Union's ships really didn't have many tricks up their sleeves. When Rob asked them questions, they directly stated the predicament they were currently facing.

Luo Bo exchanged a glance with Zhenhai, then sat up straight. This was a habitual action he took before getting down to business.

"Could you... elaborate?"

Soviet Rossiya glanced at the White Eagles not far away and shook his head.

"I don't know the specifics very well either."

"Is that so?"

Seeing the other party's concerns, Rob stopped asking and instead brought up his own planned ship.

After all, the concept of a "planned ship" is an open secret; every faction has one.

Even the already defeated Iris had its own shipbuilding plan before its fall.

"Are you referring to Comrade Harbin?"

Soviet Rossiya raised an eyebrow and began to recall the Eastern Huang warship that had been in the Northern Alliance for a long time.

However, Rob was not so calm. The name he had just heard had immediately awakened his long-dormant memories.

"If I remember correctly, the Pan-Asian cruiser line created by the white-haired devils' magic, the eighth-class line was called Harbin, right?"

Thinking of this, the extremely frustrating experience I had back then immediately came flooding back.

Suddenly, he lost all hope for Donghuang's planned ships.

For no other reason than that the ship in Harbin back then was the one that really ripped him off.

"She's a really great comrade! Commander, you'll definitely like her after you meet her!"

Upon hearing this from Soviet Russia, Rob immediately pictured an old woman from the province wearing a bright red cotton-padded jacket.

"Oh no, forget about it, it's too abstract!"

Shaking his head, Rob quickly forced himself to throw away the brainstorming ideas he had just come up with.

"Hmm? Commander?"

Rob's unusual behavior naturally attracted the attention of Soviet Russia.

"Ah, it's okay, don't worry about it."

Rob quickly straightened his posture and continued the conversation.

"According to you, Harbin... is that what it's called? Is it already completed?"

"It was almost finished before I arrived."

Soviet Russia nodded in agreement.

"Alright, I'll make a trip to the Northern Union. As for the difficulties you're facing, I can't guarantee I'll be able to resolve them."

After exchanging a glance with Zhenhai, Luo Bo came up with an idea.

We'll definitely take our daughter back with us; as for the Northern Alliance issue, we'll deal with that later.

I'm not omnipotent, who knows what kind of trouble they'll cause in this harsh, cold place.

If things go wrong, just run away.

"That's how it should be."

...

The Aleutian base later in the day.

The ships that had previously participated in the operation gathered together.

They gathered together, enjoying the post-victory feast, their laughter echoing throughout the base.

"Commander, would you like a drink?"

Wei Yan handed a bowl of borscht to Rob.

The Northern Alliance members all wanted to take this opportunity to build a good relationship with the Eastern Huang commander who was about to depart and return with them.

"Yay! Commander, don't be shy~ Although the variety isn't as extensive as with White Eagle, I'm very confident in the taste~"

Mercury Memorial was as energetic as ever. She patted Rob on the shoulder from behind and then took out a specialty of the Northern Union—a large loaf of bread.

"It tastes even better when we eat together!"

Rob took a bite with some skepticism, and then he choked.

Seeing Rob's face turn bright red instantly, Mercury Memorial laughed heartily and then pulled out his water bottle.

"Come on, Commander, water!"

Rob grabbed the water bottle and immediately went to drink.

However, as soon as he leaned closer, a pungent smell hit him.

His eyes widened immediately, and he turned around to pick up the borscht in front of him.

"Eh~"

The commemoration of Mercury remains a mystery.

"Belfa, matches."

Looking at the water bottle in his hand, Rob recalled what Mikasa Daisenbei had said before he came.

Looking at the flickering blue flame at the mouth of the kettle, Rob fell into deep thought.

Sure enough, the water in Beilian was flammable.

Chapter 143: Are all of you Northern Alliance members this direct?

Having accepted the other party's request, Rob and his group naturally wouldn't delay any longer.

The white wooden horse, aboard the fleets of the Eastern Empire and the Northern Alliance, embarked on a new journey the day after the operation ended.

The heartland of the Northern Alliance.

A large military airfield located near the Northern Joint Center.

A large area had been cleared out, and above, a huge warship was slowly descending.

A blue-haired woman was holding down her military cap, which was nearly blown off by the immense wind pressure, with one hand, and shielding her eyes with the other, as she gazed intently at the sky.

He wasn't wearing the same snow-white long trench coat as the Soviet Union's, but rather it was completely open and draped over his back like a cape.

Beneath the trench coat was a matching white military uniform.

The top was too big to be buttoned up at all because of its excellent size at the chest. In the end, I could only barely fasten one button at the abdomen to keep the top from falling open completely.

However, the black lining on her chest was not only somewhat transparent, but it also seemed to have failed to fully fulfill its function, leaving part of her snow-white skin exposed.

Although the long skirt reaches the ankles, the opening is a bit too large, extending all the way down to below the waist.

A gentle breeze blew by, softly lifting the hem of her skirt, and it seemed that even a glimpse of her buttocks could be seen.

This outfit, even with knee-high boots on the legs, doesn't seem to have much to do with warmth; it's more like a carefully designed way to show off the wearer's good figure.

"Oh~ is this the legendary one? It looks pretty good from this distance!"

As the white wooden horse slowly descended, the ship began searching for the location of the hatch.

As the hatch opened, Mercury Memorial rushed out first.

"Wow~ Traveling in this is so much fun, it's even smoother than flying!"

Seeing that the people inside the ship had begun to leave the cabin, the previous ships quickened their pace and headed towards the white wooden horse.

When Rob came out with his men, they saw a blue-haired Northern Union ship that they had never seen before chatting with the surrounding ships.

"Oh~ you must be the commander from the Eastern Empire?"

Stepping forward, the blue-haired ship extended its hand generously and shook hands with Rob.

"I am Soviet Belaros, and I will be in charge of receiving you on this trip."

"Hello, this is Rob, the current commander of the Eastern Empire."