The High-Tech Commander of KanColle

The two are definitely heavyweight veterans.

Even among the ship girls sent by Sakura Empire and White Eagle, there are many little fans of the two.

As for the more suitable Prince Eugen...

Originally, Ren Anhe even thought that Egil was the secretary ship, and Prince Eugen had experience in this area and had old ties with many camps, so Prince Eugen should have a seat as a member of parliament.

But Prince Eugen waved his hand with disgust, saying that he had worked hard for so many years and his dream was to raise an outstanding younger brother, then open his own tavern in the second half of his life and be a lifelong parasite.

I eat my brother's food, use my brother's things, and when I have nothing to do, I also squeeze some juice or something... cough cough.

In short, Prince Eugen said it was too troublesome and refused, and so did Admiral Hipper.

After arriving at the port area and experiencing Prince Eugen's life, I can't go back. Although I won't become a parasite like Prince Eugen, I am also not interested in such things that require a lot of energy.

As a result, Amagi and Yorktown had no choice but to take up the positions of parliamentarians.

The remaining one, the Observer, is just a complete jerk.

It is said that she has already discussed with TB that TB will hang up on her behalf during future meetings.

TB strongly condemned this, but who was it that made him do this? The authority of the terminal was no longer in his hands, but in the hands of the observer and the dream weaver.

I can only smile and say that I am a brick and can be moved wherever I am needed.

On that day, Ren Anhe stood in his office and could see through the window that the islands in the distance were taking shape at a speed visible to the naked eye every day.

He couldn't help but sigh: "As expected of Siren's technology, it's really amazing."

Scylla said, "But this technology was developed by the master. Are you bragging?"

Ren Anhe also said: "Haha, of course, I am a little proud that my invention is so amazing..."

Siren's work is still very busy, and many things remain in theory. Then when Ren Anhe gets inspired, he can immediately improve, deepen and upgrade them, and finally make a perfect product.

So even though he sometimes exchanges knowledge with Siren, it is undeniable that he is strong in scientific research.

"Is there anything going on in the port area these days?"

Ren Anhe was very busy with the joint meeting. Finally, he had some free time today and had the opportunity to learn about the latest news in Hong Kong.

Scylla recalled what had happened recently and said, "Because you have been very busy recently, everyone has been very low-key and quiet. Even Miss Akagi and the others are very well behaved."

You have to be obedient. If you really cause trouble, the commander will have to be distracted to deal with the affairs of the port area. That means we will have to fight Koamatsu-jo, then Amagi, and then Akagi.

So all the shrimps in the port area chose to follow their heart.

"I see, it looks like you've grown up."

Ren Anhe was very pleased.

Scylla also walked behind Ren Anhe, pushed him back into his seat, and gently rubbed his temples to relieve his fatigue.

"The master has been very busy recently."

There was a hint of heartache in Scylla's voice.

"Master, you can completely rely on me."

"Haha, but I am your commander after all. I can't leave everything to you, right?"

Ren Anhe laughed and said.

Scylla bit her lip. To be honest, it was really hard to be able to be among the useless people training machines in the port area.

, I still have my own opinions and can complete the work independently...

In a sense, my master is really powerful.

Even for myself, sometimes it is difficult to make the master relax.

In fact, Scylla's original idea was that the master did not need to trust other ship girls. The only person the master trusted the most was Scylla herself.

But unfortunately, although the rank of the port area is very high and can compete with Yorktown and Prince Eugen, there are still two top ones above them.

Belfast and Celestial City, one is famous for its omnipotence and perfection, and the other is famous for its wisdom.

I can't do anything about it. The first sign of trouble was extinguished, so Scylla can only settle for the next best thing...

Let’s get a ring of promise first!

Unfortunately, I've been too busy lately and haven't had the chance to do anything. I can only improve your favorability by being gentle and caring.

But now we need an opportunity. But where should we find this opportunity?

Scylla was a little unsure.

"By the way... I rarely have time to rest today..."

Thinking about Scylla's silent dedication and meticulous care these days, Ren Anhe felt a little guilty for this little maid accompanying him to work overtime.

So he said, "Would you like to go for a walk this afternoon? Or go to the built-up part of the island? Just you and me."

Scylla's hands, which were massaging Ren Anhe, paused, and the whole person was stunned.

The opportunity...hasn't it come? Moreover, the prey has come to him on its own initiative?

Scylla was ecstatic.

…………

Binjiang and Tashkent had just finished their clearing mission and returned to the port area.

After a simple wash in the sewer, he returned to the room.

Half lying on the soft big bed, he sighed comfortably.

"It's still better in the port area..."

Tashkent reached Binjiang's wine cabinet with ease, opened it, and was surprised to find it was empty.

"No more wine." Tashkent said expressionlessly.

Binjiang scratched his still damp hair and asked in confusion, "No more? Then go buy some later."

"Really? Eugen's tavern is not open yet. It is said that they are planning a big one... but it is hard for us. We have to stock up on alcohol."

Tashkent pouted his little mouth, which looked very cute, but it actually showed his inner unhappiness.

"Haha, be patient and go buy it in the afternoon." Binjiang said carelessly.

Tashkent was a little discouraged, but there was nothing else that could be done.

Seeing that the big bed was occupied by Binjiang, she rolled her eyes and lay down on the sofa. Then she felt something hard on her waist, which made her feel a little uncomfortable.

After searching for a while, he took it out and found it was a magazine.

Judging from the traces, it seems that it has been read many times.

What's more, this magazine is wrapped in a cover and seems to be quite precious, but I don't know what the content is inside.

And inside...

Tashkent was a little curious.

There were actually a few pages with creases inside.

Could it be that my drinking buddy has discovered some good wine, made notes, and plans to write it down so that they can drink it together later?

These are the things my drinking buddies like. As for other weapons they like...

At least in Tashkent's memory, there didn't seem to be a single magazine for weapons?

Tashkent silently opened the magazine.

She also wanted to know what it was.

Then, looking at the contents at the fold, Tashkent's eyes froze.

What is this?!

Tashkent looked at his drinking buddy with a subtle look.

I can't believe it, Binjiang...

230. Bismarck

The atmosphere in Binjiang's bedroom was a little solemn.

Binjiang sat upright on the bed, looking at Tashkent seriously.

"Can't you let me go?"

Tashkent hesitated for a moment and responded seriously: "No..."

Binjiang: "Give me a chance, I want to be a good boat..."

"Okay, go talk to Comrade about this..."

Tashkent seemed indifferent.

Binjiang pondered for a moment, then smiled bitterly and said, "You are asking me to die..."

After a meaningless conversation, Tashkent finally couldn't help it and said:

"No, isn't it just a magazine matter? Is it that serious?"

Binjiang collapsed on the bed like a mollusk whose spine had been pulled out, covering his face with his hands:

"But this social death is really fatal!"

“But I don’t think this is social death…”

Tashkent took out the magazine and flipped through it a few more times.

Binjiang's face changed drastically as he took the magazine back. He then said, "Sister, I call you sister, don't turn the pages anymore."

Tashkent said, "Isn't it just a wedding dress magazine? Is it necessary to be like this?"

Binjiang held his head in his hands and rolled around on the bed: "Stop talking! I feel like I'm dying!"

How could I be so careless! I even forgot to put away the magazine I was secretly reading!

"So, why do you feel so socially frustrated? Last time, I saw Prince Eugen and Egil discussing wedding dress styles and preferences..."

Tashkent expressed incomprehension.

Binjiang stopped tumbling like fried rice, and whispered:

"That's right... you see, I'm usually a carefree female man, but suddenly I acted like a little bird, looked at wedding dresses, and even had bad intentions towards the commander..."

Tashkent was speechless: "I think you are just adding drama to yourself."

"What can I do? I just feel so socially dead..."

There was still an awkward look on Binjiang's face.

"But you still have good taste. The phoenix coronet and bridal robe of Donghuang...are of nice style." Tashkent said.

"By the way, so... you have feelings for Comrade?" Tashkent was a little excited.

Binjiang said: "Yes! I have an idea! What's the matter!"

Since her society was ruined anyway, Miss Binjiang gave up on herself.

Tashkent was in high spirits. With melons to eat, he suddenly felt that the wine was no longer tasty.

"How about this, go to the street in the afternoon and I will give you some advice," said Tashkent.

Binjiang shook his head repeatedly: "No, no, no! Just let me imagine it!"

Tashkent said disdainfully: "Is this still the chivalrous Binjiang? Why is he so timid and cowardly, like a company? How about this, change your mindset. In the afternoon, go to the street with me to buy some wine, and take a detour with me, okay? Yes, take me with you!"

enterprise:?

Binjiang reluctantly said, "Okay..."

…………

Ren Anhe took Skoura to the street, and Tashkent also fooled Binjiang.

Now there is a problem.

That is, after Yorktown and Amagi finished their supervisory work and returned to the port area, they also felt a little tired.

There were no outsiders around, so Yorktown threw himself directly onto his little bed, looking sleepy.

"Phew, I'm so tired! I shouldn't have taken this job if I had known."