Come and connect with me!

Just as he opened his mouth, he suddenly felt a cold light flash in the corner of his eye. Count Zeppelin turned his eyes and saw Prince Eugen holding the knife and fork with an expressionless face, stabbing the steak again and again.

Count Zeppelin then quickly changed his words.

The head maid's expression was subtle and she really wanted to tell her that even the royal family wouldn't always talk about the weather.

"Hey, do you think so too? The weather today is really cool. It feels like the devil has descended upon us!"

Little Zeppelin's big eyes were blinking. In front of her was a small children's meal, mashed potatoes, veal steak and salad. The meal was milk pudding, which had all been eaten by the hungry little boat.

You think so too.

Count Zeppelin almost agreed with her immediately, but Prince Eugen was beside him, so he remained reserved and kept a straight face.

"It's just that heavy rain is very troublesome. If it doesn't rain, I can stay in a high place, and all the passing ships and people can see me at the first time, which is more handsome."

Little Zeppelin nodded seriously. She had no opinion on Prince Eugen and Count Zeppelin. When she was in the port area, Prince Eugen here was always smiling, but he also liked to feed her snacks. Count Zeppelin was the same as her. He always stuttered when looking at her, as if he had seen a living dark history.

But Xiaochuan didn't think there was anything wrong. Growing up is like a siege. The grown-up self looks at the past awkwardly, while the child himself finds the future boring and uninteresting. The two look at each other and are fed up with each other.

It is indeed remarkable that I can think of this level!

"No, no, no, height is a symbol of status. The highest point is the throne of the strongest. This is not what is called cool!"

Count Zeppelin explained seemingly seriously.

"Eh? Is that so? I don't quite understand, but this sentence is so cool, I'm going to copy it down and tell everyone!"

Little Zeppelin took out a pen and paper from his pocket. The rustling sound of copying made Count Zeppelin's expression a little distorted.

Fortunately, I haven’t used paper and pen for a long time.

"Ahem, Belfast, speaking of which, the hostility rating for Guigang District is red, right?"

Prince Eugen looked at Count Zeppelin with a stern face, always worried that she would blurt out some strange words again, which would be bad if the royal family thought that the Iron Bloods were all suffering from a second-year syndrome.

"Yes, the red ones are enemies, and the yellow ones are friends!"

Little Zeppelin rushed to answer.

Prince Eugen looked at the head maid and found that she did not object, so he smiled and said to Xiao Xiao: "So, the friendly side is green?"

"Yes, this is the color on Sister Befa's head!"

Chapter 52 Two-digit numbers - but not a box garden

Neil World.

"It looks like we won."

Enterprise's tense body relaxed, and Wuming immediately judged the outcome of the battle.

"Of course, but these iron guys are very smart and have very fast reactions. They fought on their own before because the offensive of the androids was not enough to make them take it seriously. Otherwise, if I were to fight these androids in my current state, I'm afraid that as soon as I broke through the atmosphere, I would be chopped into pieces by the beam cannon, and there would be no question of retaking the ground."

Wuming was also very interested in these things and asked, "So how did you win in the end?"

"An android got into the inner layer of the robot enclosure and blew himself up, disrupting the defense line. I seized the opportunity and sent two planes with bombs to rush in and blow up the control core. Only then did the battle end."

With excitement on her face, she whispered, "What a rare and good opponent! I'm even looking forward to what new technology they will show next time to clamp down on the speed advantage of the fighter jets."

Wuming curled his lips.

Well, another warlike ship girl, but she seems to be very confident, otherwise she wouldn’t look so eager to try.

"So how long will it take you to get rid of these robots without support from the ground?"

"If the first round of airstrikes doesn't work, then we can do the second round. I need to reserve most of my combat power to deal with possible enemies. Otherwise, two rounds of nearly 200 fighters will immediately break through the defense limit of the big robots. Using more people to defeat fewer people is always the best way to fight a war."

Enterprise opened her arms towards Wuming, and the densely packed micro-aircraft inside the ship remained quietly inside.

"This is more practical than fancy colorful equipment."

Frederick the Great smiled but said nothing.

When Wuming saw Qiye's angry look, he could only laugh and give her a hug.

"Eh!"

Wuming hugged her and suddenly felt something was wrong.

He just exerted a little force and picked up Enterprise. The latter looked at him at a loss, and the two of them stared at each other.

"Enterprise, why are you so light?"

"Commander, your strength has increased!"

They were both startled at the same time, then reacted.

"Am I upgraded?"

"You've leveled up!"

Wuming put down the company and quickly opened his cell phone. The three of them came over to take a look.

[Azur Lane-Port Commander-Unknown-lv11]

"I've leveled up... No, I've leveled up!"

Wuming moved his hands and didn't feel anything wrong, nor did he feel the kind of discomfort and the feeling of tiles filling his body as in fantasy novels. It was natural, as if this power belonged to him.

He smiled happily, rushed to Frederick the Great again, and in the latter's mischievous eyes, hugged him around the waist like a princess.

“It’s not heavy at all!”

The truck that almost crushed him in the past can finally be lifted up this time. The changes brought about by the upgrade are so immediate.

"Anything else has changed?"

The nameless joy also infected the company, she asked with a smile.

"I don't know, but the increase in strength is very great. I feel like I can lift both of you without feeling tired at all. By the way, how heavy are you?"

Frederick the Great hooked his neck in Wuming's arms and chuckled, "My dear, this is a woman's secret, but if you want to test the strength, we are not the only two with weight here."

Wuming looked at the grass outside and gave Frederick the Great a puzzled look.

"The approximate weight of a cubic meter of soil is between 1.4 and 1.7 tons. The strength of the thigh is about 2.5 times that of the arm, and the right hand is about one-third to one-half stronger than the left hand. Try to see how much soil you can lift, and you can roughly measure your strength."

Wuming blinked and asked, "What if ten tons of dirt feels about the same as your weight?"

The black-haired beauty in his arms was not annoyed, but just said leisurely: "So do you want to be pressed by me or by the soil?"

Wuming sighed, gave the increasingly calm woman a deep kiss, and then put her on the ground.

Humph, from today on, it’s not you who will put pressure on me but me who will put pressure on you!

Wuming, feeling strong, yelled for a big guy to show him his tile throwing skills.

Frederick the Great smiled, and the Dragon Ship reacted quickly, starting to make a one-cubic-meter mold on the ground, and then quickly began to shovel the soil to press it down.

In a short while, dozens of lumps of earth were piled up.

Wuming looked at the piles of earth that were almost as high as a four-story building, and felt inexplicably uneasy in his heart. But when he looked back, both Enterprise and Frederick the Great were smiling but not saying a word. He could not retreat at this time!

Wuming raised his hands, on which was placed a black metal plate made of ship equipment, which had almost no weight and was used as a tray.

The first piece of dirt was lifted up easily, and the mechanical dragon transformed into a large metal hand and placed another piece on top.

"Come on, I can still handle it."

Wuming lifted it up with both hands and felt a little pressure, but it was more like the feeling of picking up a bottle of mineral water.

The robotic arm stacked the pieces one by one. Wuming couldn't see the exact number on them. It only shouted to stop when it felt the force had reached its limit.

The two onlookers were a little surprised. Lifting fifteen cubic meter blocks of soil with both hands, the minimum force is 21 tons. Based on 2.5 times the lower limb strength, it can at least kick Kuga away!

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"how?"

The mechanical arm swept away the soil, and Wuming immediately jumped over to ask.

"The upper limb strength is at least 21 tons, which is excellent. It seems that the commander level is indeed very important. The improvement is very obvious. The punch of an ordinary man will not exceed kilograms. Commander, you are now a little superman."

Enterprise was happy for him. Wuming was under a lot of pressure. Now both Enterprise and Frederick the Great were at the maximum level. Even if they participated in the battle, they would not gain any so-called experience points because even the reserved experience slots were full. Now Wuming could become stronger because of their battle, so the battle still had meaning.

"How does it compare to you guys?"

Wuming looked at the two current top fighters and was somewhat curious about their strength data.

"I'm slightly stronger than you, but it doesn't make any sense. The ship suit is our weapon. Any ship girl with the ship suit can easily hit more than hundreds of tons of force. There's no need to deliberately calculate the strength of the stronger ones, because it's meaningless."

The company has done a good job of maintaining the nameless and pathetic male self-esteem and easily changed the subject.

Frederick the Great raised the corner of his mouth. Although he wanted to show his strength and make Wuming rely on him more, it was equally important to give his lover respect and confidence.

"Let's try moving faster again. I want to see how fast I can get here!"

Wuming moved his arms and legs, the two women looked at each other, and Enterprise sent out a plane to follow.

The tests here are still going on, and the android commander in orbit has issued a new mission.

"2b, 9s, the unknown reinforcement is heading in this direction. There happens to be a resistance camp there. Go investigate and see if you can find out what the reinforcement's purpose is. Perhaps this new change will be the key to our counterattack on the ground."

The blond commander stared at 2b who had changed into a new body and 9s who was on standby with a burning gaze.

"This may bring an end to the long war. Gentlemen, the human council on the moon is watching us. Let's act now."

She paused and said the words she had repeated thousands of times.

“May the glory of mankind last forever!”

Chapter 53 Bismarck's Little Secret

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Port area banquet.

Green is the color of friendly forces, which is true, but Belfast didn't think this setting was very friendly.

She just came back at noon today. The first person she saw was Wuming, and the second person she saw was two green guys behind him. When she looked up again, wow, the green light was also covering her!

When the three of them looked at each other, they all felt a little uncomfortable.

Only little Zeppelin didn't think too much and just had a lot of fun.

If it was the big Zeppelin wearing the ring who came out at that time, the situation would probably be a bit chaotic.

“Clear and simple color division.”

Prince Eugen praised, and she rolled her eyes and asked, "Is it divided through internal channels?"

Little Zeppelin scratched his head, not understanding what the internal channel was.

"Yes, this system can clearly distinguish between friends and enemies, but it is still in the testing phase. Currently, there are no more than five people in the port area who have installed this system."

The head maid interjected.

The port area provides all kinds of conveniences and is a true technical black box. The level display allows the ship girls to easily judge the strength of the force, and even the current and maximum combat power of the Sirens can be seen clearly. The friendly and enemy logos can ignore the sirens' camouflage. The ability to illuminate Sirens of level 200+ makes Belfast believe that the power of the port area system will never be worse than that of the Sirens.

But this obviously cannot be explained, and it is better to simply attribute it to unknown technology.

Prince Eugen could only express his genuine envy.

The atmosphere of the dinner gradually warmed up. Prince Eugen no longer dwelled on these questions that were destined to have no definite answers. Instead, he chatted with the head maid about royal etiquette and black tea. He handed the topic over to the expert, while she kept switching between expressions such as [amazing], [admiration], and [touched]. She was just short of saying [our royal family is so amazing!] while eating steak. In this way, she silently narrowed the distance between her and the head maid.

The conversation between Little Zeppelin and Count Zeppelin also went smoothly. After the latter uttered a few words like "The End of the World" and "Darkness is Coming", Xiaoxiao would always get an expression of admiration from him, and he would carefully copy them down for later use.

Growing up in this world, I have really good taste.

Little Zeppelin thought so in his heart.

The dinner went unexpectedly smoothly and both parties were very satisfied. Even though Prince Eugen's original purpose was not achieved, he still had a lot to explain when he returned. Count Zeppelin felt that they had met too late. If Prince Eugen had not kept winking at him, he would have almost rebelled on the spot.

The head maid tried to persuade Prince Eugen to stay three times, and Prince Eugen declined three times. After the basic etiquette, the two people waved goodbye outside the port.

Little Zeppelin watched at the port for a long time, until the shadows of the two people completely disappeared, then he took the hand of the head maid and slowly returned to the command room. As rulers of darkness, they would meet again sooner or later on the Sea of ​​Destiny.

As the night deepened, after leaving the White Eagle's route, the two boarded the Iron Blood ship's special plane and returned to the Iron Blood's heartland in less than an hour. Prince Eugen returned to the Prime Minister's Office to report on his work, and Count Zeppelin returned to the secret port area where she was stationed to monitor the possible appearance of Sirens.

After only not seeing each other for a few hours, Prince Eugen in the Prime Minister's Office felt as if he was in a different world.

There are no shapeshifting sirens, no royal maids with mental problems, no infantile Count Zeppelin and Count Zeppelin. The air of this planet has become fresher.

The door of the Prime Minister's office was closed. Bismarck seemed to be in a meeting. Prince Eugen suppressed his strange feelings, gently opened the door and walked in as usual.