The High-Tech Commander of KanColle

"Every time I get made to bite my pillow and cry..."

"Also, companies are always reluctant to let go, and they are always too traditional..."

"A lot of other knowledge was developed under my coaxing and Xiao An's guidance..."

"And, there's more. The knowledge that companies love the most..."

Watching York City making one revelation after another while drunk, the light in everyone's eyes was brighter than a light bulb.

Even Essex, whose mind was a little confused, had already started recording and taking notes.

Enterprise was entangled by the Kitchen Goddess, who covered her mouth with her hands, and was no longer able to struggle.

Essex, what are you doing! Essex! Can such a thing be memorized?

In fact, the idea of ​​this honest girl Essex is very simple.

That is, if I can be more similar to my predecessors in the company, then I can be closer to them!

However, little did they know that this book, which they thought was a treasure to get closer to their predecessors in the company, was actually the company's dark history.

Ren Anhe was also stunned. Isn’t it true that York City is so reckless when drunk?

In fact, he was also considering the company's reputation and trying to stop Yorktown.

But Prince Eugen also looked like he was having fun and directly grabbed Ren Anhe.

It seemed that he had finished speaking. Yorktown took a few breaths and then drank the wine in the glass.

"Hey, hey, you can't drink like that!"

Ren Anhe was finally able to speak, but it was too late.

York City seemed to have taken a special medicine and immediately fell into sleep mode.

The enterprise was also released by the Kitchen Goddess with a look of despair on its face.

His eyes were dull, as if he had been played with.

It's over. I have nothing left, no privacy at all...

Looking at Yorktown, who was in great shape and could fall asleep as soon as he lay down, and Enterprise, who was slumped on the sofa and started to talk nonsense, Ren Anhe was helpless.

One shoulder supported the other, and Ren Anhe said:

"I'll take them back first...you guys relax."

Anyway, as the master, I have greeted all the camps, and as for the rest, even if I am not here, it will be no problem to leave it to Egil.

Everyone can understand this. After all, having two wedding ships is a bit...abnormal.

Therefore, it is understandable that he takes care of her as a husband's commander.

"By the way, as for Essex...you guys should be responsible for taking care of him."

Before leaving, Ren Anhe said.

"Got it. Don't worry, Ren Anhe Commander."

Lexington said with satisfaction.

Enterprise and Yorktown were carried.

The remaining girls started gossiping.

"I never expected that a company that is usually so heroic would be like this."

Cleveland said, his hands behind his head.

"Well, this is to be expected. After all, companies are not good at dealing with people, and they are not good at speaking..."

As an old friend of the enterprise, Saratoga has the most say.

"But this is not someone else, this is Enterprise's husband," Lexington said.

"So, Enterprise still needs Yorktown's help. Otherwise, with so many wedding ships, she might not be favored if she can't let go."

New Jersey said carelessly.

"I think it's a good idea for you to watch less palace fighting dramas..." Cleveland complained.

"When did Prince Eugen start to like watching these dramas?"

Saratoga spat.

By the way, he glared at Prince Eugen beside him: "Look, you have corrupted our White Eagle's trump card."

Prince Eugen shrugged his shoulders: "Blame me, it's New Jersey who wants to watch it anyway... Besides, don't you think that wedding ships are all so open and obedient, and then suddenly discovering this kind of unrestrained enterprise, isn't it a little refreshing feeling?"

"You don't even have a commander, let alone a husband, so you don't understand. Men just fall for this."

Prince Eugen's map cannon silenced everyone present.

You are great because you have a commander, you are great because you have a man.

The main thing is that everyone here, if we count the age at which they were born, those who are called older leftover women are considered young.

So there was some defense breakdown.

"I've decided!"

Just when everyone was silent, Essex suddenly yelled.

The girls were startled and said unhappily, "Why are you drunk again?"

Essex hiccuped cutely and said longingly:

"I will also learn from my senior colleagues in the business in the future!"

"But you don't have a man, how are you going to learn? Find a commander?"

Cleveland quipped.

New Jersey is also open

Jokingly adding fuel to the fire:

"Yeah, yeah, you don't even have a commander, how can you learn Enterprise?"

Then Essex waved his hand and said, "This is easy. Just find a commander! Besides, the commander of Enterprise Senior and the commander of Essex are the same person. Isn't that a wonderful thing?"

As soon as he finished saying this, he fell straight down as if he had drunk too much.

Essex felt happy when he said it, but Lexington beside him was panicked.

No, Essex, you're kidding. Why are you giving it away for free?

No, there was no sign at all!

Lexington shook Essex in panic: "Essex, wake up! Don't sleep!"

This Essex is the leader of the strike group's aircraft carrier formation.

If this person really leaves, it will take some time to find a replacement.

What's more, others may not know, but the White Eagle aircraft carriers all know. After getting an Essex, the White Eagle Maritime Administration's aircraft carrier fleet is given away for free!

It’s a typical buy one get N free deal, and what’s even more interesting is that this time all the White Eagle’s dumpling-level items have come.

To be honest, even if White Eagle's ace New Jersey was taken away, there would be someone to replace her. If not, there would be two or three people to take her place.

But this Essex is different. It can basically wipe out the White Eagle's main aircraft carrier formation.

By then, only two or three kittens will be left.

This is truly a painful experience.

No wonder Lexington was so panicked. By then, the entire huge workload of Essex and the others would fall on her alone.

It was annoying enough to help my sister wipe her butt, and now there was so much more...

Lexington was already beginning to get scared.

Don’t do that kind of thing!

Compared to the extremely panicked Lexington, the other White Eagle ship girls were still watching the fun.

"It's okay, just treat it as exercise, Lexington." New Jersey smiled with some gloating.

Cleveland was also laughing on the sidelines.

Prince Eugen's eyes lit up. Hmm, this girl delivered the goods to the door? That's great.

"It's really noisy over there at White Eagle..."

People from other camps were also looking in the direction of the White Eagle, but when they saw there was nothing fun to watch, they all withdrew their gazes with satisfaction.

Richelieu and Bismarck got together at some point.

Although the relationship between the Iris Theocracy and Iron Blood is not harmonious, compared with Iron Blood and the Royal Family, the relationship between the Iris Theocracy and the Royal Family is much better.

As the saying goes, "the enemy of my enemy is my friend." Bismarck and Richelieu had a very pleasant conversation about Hood.

Moreover, they are all from the first batch of ship girls, so they are quite familiar with each other.

"By the way, Richelieu, you were looking around at the beginning. What's the matter?"

Bismarck was curious.

Richelieu shook his head: "Nothing much, the main thing is that Ren An told the commander that there will be sirens coming today, but I haven't seen anyone yet."

Bismarck also frowned: "Indeed, I have also received a notification... Logically, the Siren should be easy to find."

Not to mention the dangerous aura, just the pale skin alone would make her stand out even among the other ship girls.

"By the way, who is coming?" Bismarck asked.

Richelieu said, "I heard from Jean Bart that the only Siren currently stationed in the port area is the Observer."

"Observer..."

Bismarck suddenly realized that he was an old acquaintance of the Iron-blooded.

If it was an observer, it would be difficult to find him... after all, this guy is good at disguise.

"But that's not necessarily the case..."

Bismarck muttered.

"It's easy to spot the observer's bad taste in this place."

"Richelieu?"

"Ok?"

"Help me see if there are any ship girls at the scene who are different from your impressions...it depends on their specific characteristics."

"Ah? Oh... I see..."

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279. Observer and Saratoga

While Bismarck and Richelieu were working together to conduct a sharp-eyed inspection of the ship girls on the scene, in an empty corner, the observer was secretly eating.

As expected, the food in the port area is delicious. Isn't it much more comfortable than drinking fuel and replenishing energy in the deep sea every day, or directly replenishing the required fuel in the hibernation chamber?

As expected, it is still more comfortable in the port area

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The observer happily ate the large Australian lobster that Belfast had carefully prepared, and took a big gulp of the iced drink.

"Puha, it feels good."

The observer's tone at this time was like that of a middle-aged man who drank a glass of cold beer on a hot day.

The observer did not come here with his own face today.