In fact, there have been records in human history about the behavior of the hot-blooded faction who inherits the will of their companions without saying a word, but it is only a very rare occasional situation, and it is only used as a special case for reference. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

There has never been a situation like An Tong who meets twice a day, let alone a situation where he is directly a scoundrel.

This deep mist dock still hasn't evolved its attack ability, and it doesn't need to attack anyone at all, it just needs to stand here to win, so An Tong simply told the ship girls not to waste ammunition, anyway, the net energy cannonballs will be devoured by it.

"Admiral, what can we do now?" Des Moine asked dejectedly.

"There's nothing you can do." An Tong shrugged, he is not a robot cat, he can handle any scene.

"We have too few men, we don't have much ammunition left, and most importantly, we don't have much time..."Antong said helplessly, the supplies carried on the Terrible were not enough to support the rest of the ship's wives, not to mention that Kirishima had wasted a lot of their previous indiscriminate attacks.

As for letting the ship girls go back to replenish, or summoning more ship girls to come over, it was too late in time, and the completely blocked communication made all his actions lose their previous efficiency.

"Only... Retreat first, we really can't do anything about it now. An Tong gritted his teeth and said, he had tried his best to do everything he could, but who would have expected that the enemy would be directly opened?

"I'm so unwilling! Everyone is working so hard! After standing in front of it with hard work, but in the end it couldn't win at all? I hate this kind of plot the most! Des Moines said angrily, his clenched little fists waving, his words full of unwillingness and indignation.

"Can't this game be opened or kryptonite!" She let out a final shout, leaning on An Tong's shoulder tiredly, her nose twitching, as if she was about to cry.

"Alright, alright." An Tong gently stroked her hair and whispered comfortingly, "Let's go back to practice leveling and collect some equipment and companions." ”

However, just as he was about to retreat temporarily, the dock made further movements, and the devouring energy on its body began to work wildly, emitting a low mechanical sound, and then he saw a gap open at its bottom, and five deep mist streamed out of it!

"Be careful!" An Tong shouted.

The five deep mist posed no threat to his team, and it was quickly cleared, but An Tong did not breathe a sigh of relief, and his face became more solemn.

It produced five new deep fogs in less than 10 minutes! And it takes thirty minutes for a normal shipyard to produce a deep fog! Rao is not good enough at math An Tong knows that the production capacity and efficiency of this thing are several times that of ordinary docks!

If they really let it go, the next time they come back, the situation they will face may not be as easy as it is today.

It is even said that when the sun rises tomorrow and its main force returns, the future of the African continent will be heavily overshadowed by it.

At this moment, this continent has ushered in a truly huge crisis!

"When it produces a new deep fog again, try to attack that exit." An Tong said to the war weariness, at this time he could only temporarily stop the pace of retreat and try again.

"Without your data to back it up, it's hard for me to guarantee the same hit rate as before." War-weariness was also quite helpless, "And it's still night, I can only try my best." ”

"Let the others attack together, such a high projection density will definitely be able to hit." An Tong said, asking the two aircraft carriers who had nothing to do to immediately convey their orders.

So another ten minutes later, the crack opened again, and before the deep fog could come out, it was completely hit by torpedoes and artillery fire, and was directly smashed into a pile of fragments.

But the dockyard remained unscathed, and there was no so-called weakness at all...

An Tong shook his head with some regret, and refused to give up, and continued to order: "Try to attack every part of it." ”

So the chaos of artillery fire was fired at every position in the dock, but there was still not a single place where there was even a trace of fire...

"Try a few more times, just leave the ammunition for self-protection, and shoot the rest." An Tong still refused to give up like this, and asked the ship girls to continue trying, there would be no second chance for such a good opportunity, and he could only get as much information about this thing as possible.

And he himself turned on his searchlight, carefully observing the surface opposite—it looked like a completely black wall, and he could see nothing but the flowing energy-eater, but he did not rush to give up, but used the searchlight to examine it carefully, little by little, while drawing something on the light curtain with his finger.

When he had swept almost the entire surface of the dock, he realized that the exterior of the thing was still roughly shell-like like that of a normal dock, but at the very top part it seemed to be a small man-high protrusion...

He was about to let the shipwives try to attack the salient when he was drawn to something else - there seemed to be a roar from the distance behind him? Then, the dockyard, which seemed to be forever dark, suddenly lit up with a burst of fire, followed by a burst of black ripples...

"Who is it?" Antong hurried to the stern of the Terrible and looked into the distance, as if in response to him, when a series of cannons rang out again in that direction, and dozens of rays of light drew a chaotic parabola, slamming into the dock's shield again.

"Reinforcements out of nothing?" Des Moines also noticed this and shouted excitedly.

"Don't say this kind of line that no one knows where it comes from!" An Tong said angrily, and hurriedly manipulated the probe in his hand to signal it.

Soon, a burst of lights flashed on the opposite side, and An Tong carefully read the message conveyed by the other party: Did you play well? I'm sorry?

What the hell is this? Antong frowned, beckoned to Upper Demoine and War Wey, and sailed in that direction.

When the Dreadful got closer, he realized that it was actually a team of reinforcements! There really is someone as stupid as him who would come to participate in such a thing!

Moreover, the scale of this support force is not small, there are more than 50 ships of various types, large and small! This is clearly not from an admiral.

It turns out that there is more than one person who holds the same belief as him? For a while, An Tong felt like she was about to cry...

With infinite gratitude, An Tong connected the flagship on the opposite side to the Terrible.

This is a white-haired and red-eyed beauty, with a lady-like decorative black gauze pinned to her head, wearing a small black suit with a cute tie, and a long and short skirt and mature and sexy black sunstrings on the lower body, stepping on red high heels that contrast sharply with black, and behind her is a powerful ship suit that you can know at a glance that has good firepower, and there is an unfinished cup of black tea on the huge main gun, indicating that this is a battle-type ship girl.

Everything is beautiful, except... How tall is this ship's mother?

Obviously carrying the battleship's uniform, but this ship's mother is actually... Taller than Johnston? It's even one size smaller than Su Wanwan, who has been divided into Lori by An Tong? The childishness of the cute face has not even been taken off, but it has a serious and mature expression?

"I heard there's an admiral here?" Lori Battleship Lady pulled the black gloves on her hands and asked in a mature voice and tone that didn't match her appearance.

An Tong just wanted to step forward to introduce himself, but found that this ship's attention had been all focused on war-weariness?

"You... Does it sound familiar to me? Especially the nasty smell on my body...", she said with a cute brow and a look at war weariness.

One of the ship's maidens who came with her immediately lowered her body and whispered a few words in her ear, this ship's lady was carrying a ship's uniform that was very similar to hers, but wearing a completely different style of military uniform, with the normal body shape of an adult, and a pair of unilateral glasses.

"Oh? It's you, an old woman, huh? Hehe, I really didn't expect to meet here again! Lori's face is not good, her little hands are constantly crossed, and she looks like she wants to do it.

"It seems that after living for a long time, I will always meet some acquaintances, although many of them are annoying." Not to be outdone, war-weary, he met the other party's gaze without flinching, and continued: "Why don't you just lie quietly at the bottom of the Mediterranean? ”

"You guy, it looks like I need to remind you of something." Lori Ship's Niang is not a good person, so she hurriedly took a few steps forward, and pointed at the war-weariness with the main gun, "This time, there are no biplanes to help you, right?" ”

She seemed to want to say a few cruel words, but An Tong, who had been ignored, couldn't sit still, strode forward decisively, inserted between the two, and said with a displeased face:

"I'm the Admiral here, so you should talk to me first, right? What's the matter with wanting to put it right with my ship's mother? Are you really here to help? ”

And the Lori shipwreck remembered at this time that she didn't seem to be here to quarrel, she knew that she was wrong, her little face was slightly red, she stood up again, operated the ship outfit behind her to form a chair, swaggered up, snorted coldly, and said:

"Humph! This is just a reminiscence between old friends who have forgotten the main thing..."After speaking, she looked at An Tong carefully, and then said: "You guy looks ordinary, but you really dare to go on the expedition with the ship's mother?" I've seen so many admirals, and this is the first time I've met you like this. ”

"After the prize, what is the difference between the admiral who does not dare to go to sea and the salted fish?" An Tong smiled slightly, relieved the awkward atmosphere, stretched out his right hand to her in a friendly manner, and said, "African Theater No. 16 Town Guard, An Tong, second lieutenant." ”

The ship's mother also generously stretched out her little hand, shook hands with An Tong gently, and introduced herself:

"First Defensive Fleet of the Mediterranean Theater, battleship, Vittorio Veneto."