"Soviets, you and your sisters will be the hope of our alliance!"

"Soviet, your sister Ukraine has been captured and dismantled! Leningrad can't be saved, and the chairman ordered you to go to the Arctic Circle to continue roosting!"

"Soviet, this month's steel has been allocated to the army, so you can bear with it for the time being, right?"

"Soviet, the Supreme People's Commissariat ordered to dismantle you, you are useless!"

"Soviet. "Soviet?", "Soviet!"

"Don't!" the sweaty Soviet screamed and sat up from the bed, she sat up from the bed panting slightly, the white sheets and white pajamas, if it weren't for the different layouts of the surrounding rooms, she would still have the illusion that she was still in that cold winter nightmare.

"Whew, whew!" After taking a few deep breaths, she took off her nightdress and walked naked to the closet, looking back at the wargames that glowed with an icy metallic sheen in the moonlight, she shook her head and opened the cupboard to get a new set of pajamas.

The Soviets' clothes were always as simple as those of a little girl in the ghetto, and the three or two clothes hanging in the cupboard were simple white skirts, except for the ship's uniform she herself wore.

Sitting back on the bed, the Soviet hugged the quilt and muttered to herself in a bit of distraction: "That winter......" She lowered her head, frowned, bit her lower lip lightly, and sighed rarely: "Why do you always have that dream every time you are about to forget the cold winter and the great snowfields of Siberia?"

"I'm Soviet! It's definitely not a waste that can only be dismantled!" said Soviet, and couldn't help but grasp the quilt, the moonlight hitting her back made her tremble a little inexplicably, for some reason she thought of the ordinary face with a soft beard at such a time, "Comrade commander......"

After muttering a word, the Soviet stood up and walked barefoot to the kitchen, where the basket of vegetables brought by Sun Wen was still there, and a large pile of plates for dinner were stacked in a mess in the bucket.

She walked over and stretched out her hand to scrape the sauce on the side of the curry potato plate with her index finger, and then put her finger directly into her mouth and sucked it, the residual curry taste on her fingers made her feel much more comfortable, and the sense of loss after the previous nightmare was calmed down a little.

Turning and walking out of the kitchen, the Soviet looked at the double bed in the moonlight, the quilt curled up on the bed and the lonely white pillow and stood quietly in place for a while, then she walked over and picked up the pillow, put on the white plush slippers that Sun Wen had given her and left her room.

The plush slippers stepped on the stairs, making a "snap" and "snap" sound in the quiet of the night, and the Soviet stopped when she reached the floor where Sun Wen was, she looked at the silent corridor, and then crouched down in the cold moonlight.

She put her slippers in the side pocket of her nightdress, and then secretly walked to the door of Sun Wen's room with her bare feet and pillows in her hands, and after taking a deep breath, the Soviet pushed the door open with the doorknob.

There was no one in the room, and there was a familiar set of women's clothes hanging on the hanger near the couch, "Saratoga here?" the Soviet frowned, remembering that he had happened to interrupt the wedding of his commander to Saratoga and Lexington, and since they were husband and wife, it was certainly reasonable to sleep in the same room.

Although she thought so in her head, the Soviet still unconsciously hugged the white pillow she brought, she stood at the door and listened to the faint laughter in the room, and just frowned and wanted to leave, but she happened to hear Sun Wen talk about herself: "Why not! You know the Soviets...... So...... I used cooking to get close to the Soviets...... I wanted to trick her into being obedient!"

The Soviet, who was about to close the door, froze after hearing Sun Wen's words, and she squeezed the doorknob in disbelief, although she didn't want to believe what she had just heard, but then Saratoga's voice completely broke her delusion: "To tell you the truth, I let you say that the Soviet's method is simply "The Breeding and Quarantine of Sows"!"

Listening to Saratoga's words and her wanton laughter, the Soviet closed the door with a grim face, "I knew it was you, and I would never forgive you ship wives who bewitched the commander's comrades!

Dragging the white pillow back to her room, the Soviets sat down on the bed again in front of the moonlight, she took out the white fluffy slippers from her pocket, and after looking at them a little sinkily, she threw them aside and turned over and lay on the bed with her back.

Curled up like a prawn for a while, the Soviets sat up again and picked up the two slippers again. Sitting back on the edge of the bed, the Soviet pinched the pair of cute white plush slippers and looked at them for a long time, and suddenly raised her head, she looked firmly at the small garden outside the window, and said with certainty: "Comrade commander, please rest assured, I will definitely take you on the right path!"

She said and frowned and touched her chest, which was clenched like a middle school student, "It doesn't matter if it's even this kind of thing! For us, that kind of relationship will definitely not be the kind of depravity full of desire, but ......" she said and paused, the blush on her face was particularly obvious against the white moonlight and her white hair, "but the sublimation of revolutionary friendship!"

When the Soviets had finished speaking, they clung to the slippers and lay on her bed.

"First of all, you need to specify an effective tactic. She muttered and turned her head to look at the wargames on the table, then closed her eyes as she thought......

From that day on, the theme of the war games between the Soviets and Sun Wen became the defense of the Ryukyus, and the Ryukyus and the port area on the other side of the river replaced Leningrad and Kaliningrad.

It was also from that day that the Soviets seemed to become cheerful, and she not only took the initiative to ease relations with shipwives like Bismarck and Veneto, but also accepted the existence of transportship-chan, which was already an enemy in her eyes.

None of the shipwives who were busy preparing for the next batch of rotational personnel cared about the changes in the Soviets, and even Sun Wen, who was still a little strange, gradually believed that his influence had changed the attitude of the Soviets.

However, the Soviet Union never thought about it this way, perhaps because her already indifferent expression was not easy to expose her thoughts, and perhaps because her acting skills were particularly outstanding. Anyway, until that day, when she left the port alone with Sun Wen, no one cared for a moment.

It wasn't until Sun Wen, who was lying on the deck in swim trunks, praised the Soviet Union in a one-piece swimsuit in amazement, that she showed an inconspicuous smile and took the initiative to reach out and hug Sun Wen, confessing to him that she had succeeded in her plan.

"Comrade commander, you have now been kidnapped by me! Before we make sure that we will guide you to the right path, we ......" The Soviet looked at Sun Wen, who was looking at him with his mouth wide open in surprise, and continued in a firm tone: "Let's elope!"