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"Let me guess, among the remaining four, there should be a secretary ship called Soviet Rossiya, right?"

"If possible, I would be happy to serve the port area, but there are not many people now. In addition to you, another secretary ship should be enough. I can withdraw from this candidate."

Soviet Rossiya said in a deep voice.

Frederick the Great sneered, "Why didn't you come and make your proposal yesterday?"

"There was no upgrade in the port area yesterday."

Soviet Rossiya said.

"Today's port area is dozens of times larger. I think it is necessary to put it on the agenda."

She said, looking at Frederick the Great.

"Frederick the Great, your feelings for the commander prevent you from treating the affairs of the port rationally. Today, Miss Kitchen Goddess wanted to find you or the commander but couldn't find anyone. I think you should reflect on your own actions."

“Listen, little girl from the Northern Alliance, I am serving the port area now, and I am doing a good job. I don’t need the white-haired girl to point fingers at me.

Besides, my position comes from your commander, and he has never asked me to reflect on myself. Please respect yourself, my colleague from the Northern Alliance."

Frederick the Great retorted, it seems that watching TV series every day is not in vain.

"Well, Rosia, can you tell me about the Goddess of the Hearth? What does she want to see me about?"

Wuming saw that the face of this straightforward silver-haired beauty turned red and her plump chest rose and fell violently. If he didn't do something, a fight might break out here.

Unlike Akashi, the ship girls of the Northern Alliance are not into pulling hair or tearing clothes. When they have ship uniforms, they will use them. If they don't have them, they don't mind unscrewing some iron stuff nearby and using it as weapons despite their extraordinary strength.

Soviet Rossiya glanced at Wuming with a hint of dissatisfaction, and understood this guy's temperament.

Although I will not absolutely favor my wife, but when facing other people, I always stand on my wife's side unconsciously. This feeling is not pleasant, especially when she belongs to the category of other people.

"The construction of the infirmary requires the approval of the commander. In addition, you should not use the command room only as a reception room."

She pointed in the direction of the command room and said.

"Comrade Commander, you basically stay in the dormitory every day. Apart from that, you can only be found in the cafeteria during meal times. This is not what a qualified commander should do."

Looking at the slightly annoyed look of the silver-haired beauty, although she was still beautiful, the anger in her eyes was not fake. Obviously, in the eyes of this diligent Northern Alliance ship girl, he was a little too lazy.

And what's wrong with staying in the dormitory every day...

He thought this in his heart, but he still bowed his head and admitted his mistake sincerely.

"I see. It seems that I am indeed too lazy. Well, I will start tomorrow..."

"Starting today, Comrade Commander."

Soviet Rossiya grabbed in the air, and a thick tray of documents appeared in her hand.

"These are the tasks that Comrade Commander needs to handle."

Wuming raised his eyebrows.

"These......"

“There will be more tomorrow.”

Wuming raised his head speechlessly, and happened to see Soviet Rossiya's slightly cunning smile.

"but......"

She drawled the word.

"There happens to be someone here who is willing to help you with the documents."

Frederick the Great's smile gradually faded.

Chapter 209 Office.avi

Port area command room.

Wuming sat in the office chair for the first time in a long time, sorted out his emotions, and began to look through the thick stack of documents.

He knew that he could never escape from work, but he didn't expect that he couldn't escape from it even after traveling to another world. This was a bit confusing.

"Da da da!"

"Come in."

The office door opened and Soviet Rossiya walked in with a smile on his face, looking like he was in a good mood.

"Do you need my help, Comrade Commander?"

She did not hide her joy at all, and even stood on one tiptoe with her hands behind her back and turned around in front of her desk.

"As long as you don't always go to Frederick and quarrel with her, you will be the greatest help to me."

Wuming said unhappily.

"That won't do, Comrade Commander. Frederick the Great is a strong enemy. Even if our identities change that day, we won't have a good relationship. It's better to say that Comrade Commander is too good to her..."

She looked at Wuming, who was somewhat reluctant but still staying obediently in the office, and said in an inexplicable tone.

"Speaking of which, although Comrade Commander has many shortcomings, loving your family is a plus point in the Northern Alliance."

Wuming couldn't help but raise his eyebrows. This silver beauty in all white seemed to be too bold after closing the office door. Her slightly cool five fingers drew circles on his shoulders, as if they were burned by Wuming's body temperature. Her fingertips passed by and she withdrew her hand in a disguised manner.

"Well, anyway, Comrade Commander, please deal with the sludge."

Wuming stared at her steadily, and after a while, this bold Northern Alliance beauty was defeated. She took a few steps back with a red face, and the blush spread from her cheeks to her neck, and she instantly became pale.

"Fuck, why are you looking at me like that, Comrade Commander?"

"nothing."

This woman's armor is too low, even lower than Frederick the Great and Enterprise at the beginning.

"Well, Rosia, does what you said about handling the documents still count?"

Changing the subject, Wuming picked up a document and waved it.

"Of course."

Soviet Rossiya, who seemed inexplicably weak, came over from a distance, reached over carefully, and touched the folder with his fingertips.

She flipped it open, took a look, and after a while, handed it back.

"Sorry, Commander, this is not something I can handle."

After Wuming admired Soviet Rossiya's long-lost shy CG, he did not forget to deliberately touch the back of her cold hand when he took back the document.

"ah!"

Soviet Rossiya blushed and retracted his hand. Wuming grinned smugly and opened the file.

[Dear Commander]

[Recently, the little yellow chickens have had some minor wounds from time to time. Although I can treat these children, they always have to run to the dormitory, which is inconvenient for my life. I have observed the entire port area and found no trace of a medical room. I would like to ask for approval to build a small medical room. ]

Wuming looked at the signature. There was no name written, but a nun's hat was drawn.

"It's the Kitchen Goddess, right?"

"Yes, these past two days, when I saw someone who was in trouble, I would go up to them and ask them, and I got a lot of pending matters."

Although it is not a secretary ship, Su Nievirosia, who vaguely has the meaning of a secretary ship, answered like this.

"I understand."

The matter of approving the construction site seemed to have been tacitly handed over to Wuming, and even Frederick the Great did not make the decision on his own.

But the location of the infirmary also needs to be considered.

Wuming thought for a moment, then opened the map of the port and considered it carefully.

With the statue of Azur Lane as the core, the port area is roughly divided into four parts: one side is the living area, one side is public facilities such as the cafeteria, and the other two sides are relatively undeveloped. However, it would not be appropriate to leave the infirmary alone there.

As I was thinking about it, I felt a slight softness at my elbow.

"If you are undecided, I can offer some advice, Comrade Commander."

Although Soviet Rossiya was a little shy, she looked at the map carefully and pointed to a location between the cafeteria and the dormitory.

"Right now, our partners are mostly active around here, especially the small boats that are quite noisy these days."

"Noisy?"

There aren't that many boats.

Even if you add in Harman and Rafi who make up half of the boat, Little Zeppelin, Little Amagi, and the new I-19, none of the others can be considered children.

Not to mention people like Akashi who are actually profiteers under the guise of a loli.

"Especially after Xiao Tiancheng came, Xiao Zeppelin basically didn't see them. They went around the harbor to play. When they were tired, they came to the cafeteria to get food and drinks. When they were sleepy, they went to the dormitory to sleep."

Soviet Rossiya took out a small notebook, opened it, looked at it for a while and then said this.

"It's pretty good. There's nothing for them to do right now, so it's okay to make some noise. What's your notebook?"

Wuming pointed at the thick notebook with a gray cover hesitantly.

"Well, I tend to forget things sometimes, so I write them down in a notebook and carry them with me."

Soviet Rossiya answered naturally.

"What did you write?"

Wuming was also a little curious.

Before he could finish his words, he saw the notebook already placed in front of him.

"Here, please take a look, Comrade Commander."

Soviet Rossiya laughed openly.

Wuming took it with a little surprise, hesitated for a moment, looked up at her, and the latter made a casual gesture to him.

Very good, since the master has no objection, he will naturally take a peek into the inner world of this cold beauty without any hesitation.

Unfortunately, as he turned more pages, the excitement on his face became less and less.

The entire notebook was filled with small details, such as not forgetting to design a regional sketch in the style of the Northern League, and promising to collect flowers of different colors as decorations for the head maid.

"It seems that we didn't find what Comrade Commander wanted to see."

Wuming raised his head and saw Soviet Rossiya's slightly playful smile.

"Ahem, what do you mean by something you want to see?"

Soviet Rossiya smiled slightly, and her wine-red eyes seemed to contain many unspoken words.

"Even I have things that I can remember without writing them down."

She pressed her hand to her heart, digging her fingers deep into it.

“Those things are kept here and will never be forgotten.”

As she spoke, she moved closer.

"Comrade Commander knows what that is."

Wuming saw that his own shadow was deeply imprinted in her eyes, nothing else.

Looking at the silver beauty so close to him, Wuming slowly moved closer, wanting to taste the flavor of the Far North.

The lips were soft yet hot, as if trying to infuse the heat beneath the fair skin into them. Just by touching, both of them felt their temperature rising.

After a long time, both of them separated, panting, with a hint of heat in their breath.

Wuming had unknowingly held the pure white beauty in his arms.

"Rosia, I..."

"Bang!"

The door was kicked open without any hesitation!

Chapter 210: The Young Military Advisor's Plan Failed

"Commander, I heard from everyone that we can come to you for anything now, right?"

The man shouted, looking around with his silver head before speaking to his companions behind him.