From This Moment on, I Offer My Blessings to Bilan

Atsuko is not only capable of sultry, but also an iron fist, but he won't hurt no matter how he hits his fist. Su Hao's dead pig is not afraid of boiling water. You hit him, you hit me.

In the end, Dunkirk put on a smile, took Su Hao’s hand, and walked along the beach quietly. She didn’t know what to do, and suddenly wanted to express something. There was such an impulse in her heart, so I did it. Maybe this is fate, random fate, the sweetness is just right, she feels happy in her heart, it is enough to be sure.

The sea rushed up and back down, submerged the beach, burying the footprints, only two figures walked away gradually under the swaying sunlight of the shadows of the trees.

"Where are we going?" Su Hao asked.

"End of the world."

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Chapter 682 Dragoons, salute!

After being driven by Dunkirkla for a long time by the sea, the sun was gradually sinking when he came back again. Su Hao complained. From the afternoon to the evening, the great youth was wasted like this.

Of course, this kind of talk is going to be beaten. Walking and chatting with beautiful girls, they still dislike it. How can youth have a feminine fragrance?

How can the game be fun with women?

In fact, this is probably the case, Su Hao just talked about it, what? The game is really fun? Ah! A group of single dogs.

Su Hao didn't really think so, as he chatted with Dunkirk and walked back to the dock.

There are still many fleets entering and leaving the pier. The fighting continues and there are a large number of shortages in various places. However, Su Hao has reported to the Maritime Safety Administration that the reinforcement materials are still on the way. Waiting for the materials to arrive in Sardinia in a few days. The empire can also take a big breath.

After that, Su Hao can also take the fleet back to retirement.

"Huh." As he approached the pier, Su Hao saw a girl in a white dress squatting on a rock under the pier, "Dunkirk, who is that?"

I found out that the other party was purely because of the clothes. After all, there were a lot of warships in the Sardinian Empire, but they were basically dressed in formal outfits with a serious appearance of attacking and fighting.

"I don't know, I only know a few of the ship maids of the Sardinian Empire...huh?" Dunkirk tilted his head and said with some uncertainty: "It seems to be dragoons."

When the two were discussing each other, the girl also noticed them, but her face was a little flustered for an instant. She stood up, not knowing what she was nervous about, and seemed to be hesitant to come over.

"Dragon Cavalry?" Dunkirk yelled in order to verify his own ideas.

"Ah? Ah! Yes, yes, hello, sir commander." The Dragoon said with a flushed face.

"Really." Dunkirk was a little surprised. "I saw it once before, I remember it shouldn't be like this...Well, the personality is not quite right, is it a change of style?"

Just as he was talking, the Dragoons came to Ai Ai during the period.

"I mean, Lord Commander, and..." Because Veneto had instructed you to call the Lord Commander when Su Hao didn't know how to call it, it must be right, because she had already established the Sardinian Empire—at least Sardinia. The idea of ​​the Empire Fleet joining the Azure Sea Alliance is now.

The dragoon naturally knew Su Hao, but she didn't know Dunkirk.

"It seems you have forgotten me too."

Hearing Dunkirk's words, the dragoon tilted his head slightly, revealing a puzzled look.

"I'm Dunkirk."

"Huh?" The Dragoon was taken aback. He seemed to know it, but he didn't recognize it. Perhaps it was also related to Atsuko's dress today.

"Why do you dress like this?" Dunkirk looked at the Dragoons curiously. In his impression, the opponent seemed to have a serious personality, and he also tended to wear normal attire. Is it too cool or not? How do some little girls next door feel? In short, it doesn't match the style of Dragoons.

The Dragoons were a little unnatural at first, but at this time they were even more nervous and embarrassed to be stared at by Dunkirk.

"Yes, it was Mr. Veneto's suggestion. Let the subordinates change their clothes and change their mood so..."

The dragoons were originally in the attack fleet, because they were accidentally attacked by siren’s submarines during the battle, and they suffered a lot. In addition, the dragoons have been active on the battlefield during this period of time and have almost never rested. Neto personally ordered her to return to Hong Kong to rest.

The Dragoon didn't say anything about it, but Veneto suddenly suggested that she wear such a suit. After hesitating, she finally put it on, oooooo, really shy.

Plain white dress, although the sea breeze is very comfortable, but it feels cold and uncomfortable, sometimes I can't help but feel it to see if I really wear clothes.

"Isn't it pretty?" Su Hao wondered, what's the matter? Such a cute little girl next door do you have opinions?

"Ah? Good, good-looking?" The Dragoon grumbled, and her cheeks suddenly became redder. She held her face and didn't dare to look at Su Hao. The subordinates know that they are not suitable for this..."

"No, it's really good-looking." Su Hao was speechless, "and you don't call yourself a subordinate, we don't like this set over there, even if it is my own ship mother, they would not call themselves so."

"But..." The Dragoon put down his hands covering his face, and suddenly said seriously: "But the Commander is the benefactor of our Sardinian Empire. To the Dragoons, he is like a savior. So no matter what the order is, his subordinates will Whatever you try to accomplish, your commander’s grace and subordinates will always remember it in their hearts."

"Hehe~ It's really the dragoon I know, and when it comes to serious matters, he immediately becomes serious." Dunkirk teased.

"Mmm." The Dragoon's cheeks blushed, and it can be seen that she is really not used to such a dress, "Hey, Commander, do you want to go back?"

"Almost, I just walked along the beach, and it's time for dinner after the meeting."

"Then let the dragoon **** for you!" The dragoon patted his chest, and suddenly felt that something was wrong. It wasn't the ship's mother who was escorting him.

"Ha~"

Safety?

Su Hao glanced at the dragoon. It’s not an exaggeration to say that the opponent’s size is a little sister, little sister, brother takes you to see goldfish...Ah no, in short, it’s not on the base, even if it’s on the sea, Su Hao also had the confidence to punch her and cry.

But looking at the serious look of the Dragoons, Su Hao inexplicably reminded Su Hao of the z23 who came to his port area for the first time. He listened to him kindly, so he didn't refuse, and nodded.

"Then go back together."

"Yeah!" A smile suddenly appeared on the face of the Dragoon who got the consent.

Ah, this smile, I can...

Su Hao was stunned, with a really clean and refreshing smile, saying that serious men are handsome, serious little girls, serious beautiful girls, and serious beautiful elder sisters are all attractive.

"Speaking of which, is your body okay with Dragoons?"

"Well, no problem."

"That's good, don't force it."

"Thank you Commander for your concern."

The three of them walked in while chatting. Along the way, Su Hao asked some things about the Sardinian Empire, mainly related to the fleet. Not surprisingly, Veneto, as the flagship, is indeed an object of longing and respect for everyone. Littorio, the Dragoon was a little entangled in the evaluation. She is not a kid who likes to talk bad things about others behind his back, but when it comes to Littorio, she still uses the definition of'reckless sister after all'.

"Ah, master, you are back." Dido, who was about to go to the beach to ask Su Hao to come back for a meal, walked over, "Richelieu's discussion with Veneto has ended, and Veneto invited the host to have a meal."

"What about the rest?"

"They are all gone."

Su Hao nodded, and said to the Dragoon: "Then let's go together."

"No need, no need." Since it is definitely safe to get here, the Dragoon shook his head: "Master Veneto didn't ask his subordinates to go over. It's okay for you to go, Master Commander."

"Okay, okay, let's go." Su Hao pulled her forward.

The dragoon wanted to refuse, but she was not good at resisting the commander's orders and was too experienced in dealing with this type of girl Su Hao.

When we arrived at the dining area, there were many ship maidens sitting inside, and there were also those from the Sardinian Empire in the Su Hao port area. Veneto and Richelieu sat together and whispered something. Seeing Su Hao coming in, they all cast their eyes. .

The dragoon was a little cautious when she stood aside. She always felt that she was not suitable for a dinner with the big guys, and Su Hao forced her to pull over, but also very helpless. She could only cast an inquiring look at Veneto, who smiled slightly. , Motioned her to go in and sit down.

"The material support of the Maritime Safety Administration will take about two days." Richelieu said to Su Hao. "According to the current intelligence, the siren fleet is idle in the Sardinian Empire. The high-intensity siren fleet is in Slowly decreasing, it seems that the siren was recalled intentionally. After the materials arrive, we can also leave."

"But the more troublesome thing here is that for the siren who had been stationed in the stronghold in the past, many waterways in the Sardinian Empire are unavailable so far, which seriously affects the normal life of the coastal areas. Therefore, Veneto hopes that you can suggest to the Maritime Safety Administration. They sent a fleet to help. This work lasts a long time, so it is impossible for our port area to wait until that time."

"I see." Su Hao replied, "Is there anything else I need to help?"

Veneto shook his head: "No, we can do the rest by ourselves."

"That's fine." After Su Hao finished speaking, he coughed softly, "By the way, about the Azure Sea Agreement..."

Richelieu smiled and said: "You can rest assured that Veneto and I have signed a draft agreement just now, which only represents the will of the Sardinian Empire fleet. As for the country, they will communicate with the Senate. I believe that in the current situation, the elders The hospital will not have any reason to refuse. It can be decided next month as soon as possible, when Veneto will personally go to the port area and sign formal agreements with other camps."

"Officially." Veneto pushed aside his chair and stood up and saluted Su Hao. "This time, thank you Commander for your help."

The dinner ended in a pleasant conversation. After the dinner, Su Hao and Richeliu walked along the beach.

Now that the matter of the Sardinian Empire is temporarily settled, he is finally relieved. This time he has been stumbling. Although the final ending is somewhat dramatic, the test process is extremely real. If it were not for the three Purifiers Jump back, I'm afraid he is still struggling in the sea with the fleet at this time.

"It's really strange, Siren didn't react at all." Su Hao touched his chin, "Sister Li, did you say Siren gave up the Purifiers?"

"Or maybe this is actually what Siren expected?" Richelieu chuckled. "Who can guess what Siren thinks, we just need to do our own thing."

"Haha~ also." Su Hao smiled, and walked under the stars with Richelieu's hand.

The night is so beautiful.

"By the way, Xiaohao." Richelieu suddenly looked over. "What happened to you and Dunkirk this afternoon?"

"..."

"Um?"

"Look, carrier-based aircraft!"

"That's a meteor."

"Ah, Sister Li, you are so beautiful tonight."

"Don't break the subject."

"Sister Li, let's sleep together tonight."

"Well……"

"Sister Li, I like you."

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PS: The North United Strikes~~

Chapter 683: Going Home!

Littorio returned to the ship's headquarters the day before the arrival of the supplies.

Because of the prolonged battle and the blows when I was involved in the Gulf of Cagliari, even the iron-fighted girl should be tired at this time, so Veneto immediately took her down when the fighting conditions eased. Tuned back.

"What's the matter? Haven't discussed it yet? Call me back specially."

Littorio returned to the command room. As soon as he entered, he saw Veneto standing on the podium. From the large indoor screen, the main fierce fighting points in various places were displayed. Littorio took a look and then The beverage can in his hand opened and took a sip.

"Didn't you tell you not to eat here?" Veneto said helplessly.

"Take a sip. I just came back and haven't even drank my saliva. Do you want me to be the first shipwife to die of thirst in history?"

Littorio waved his hand and said so, but he drank the drink in one gulp before walking in completely, and threw it into the trash can inside.

"By the way, have the supplies arrived?"

"Not yet." Veneto shook his head slightly, looking away from the screen, "It will arrive almost tomorrow afternoon, and the commander's fleet will probably leave the day after tomorrow."

"So." Littorio tilted his head. "What did you say when you asked me to come back?"

Veneto glanced at the command room, then left the podium and walked out. Littorio followed her, and the two went to the cafe in the base to rest.

"Add more sugar, thank you!" Littorio said to the waiter here with a smile.

"Have you heard about the Azure Sea Covenant?"

Littorio leaned back in his seat, showing an expression like that as expected.

In fact, with the sirens being wiped out little by little and the remaining high-strength siren units returning to the deep sea area, the fighting in the Sardinian Empire has finally slowed down so far. What remains is a little bit of opportunity to counterattack. The lost stronghold is retaken again.

This process is very long, so everyone's attention is on another thing-joining the Azure Sea Covenant.

Veneto naturally raised her hands in favor, but she still had to consult other ship maidens, such as Littorio.

"Do you have any ideas?"

Littorio shrugged: "What can I think, do you want me to tell you that I want to join the port area with the Sardinian fleet?"

"Don't be kidding." Veneto shook his head helplessly, "I'll be serious with you, I'm ready to sort out the materials and report this to the Senate."

"So your idea is to join?"

"Um."

"Then there's nothing to talk about." Littorio grinned, "I have suggested you about it a long time ago, and don't even tell the guys in the Senate at all. They will lose most of the loss this time. Responsibility, now the domestic voices are hiding inside, I don’t think they have time to read your report, haha~"

Littorio burst into laughter, now in a good mood.

"I really want to see the faces of those guys now. Do you really think Siren is as kind as us? If nothing happens, you will be lucky. This is the habit of human beings."

Littorio waved her hand, indicating that she was not interested in talking about this anymore. She didn't want to think about this kind of annoying thing, as long as Veneto handles it, she believes in Veneto.