"Ah...... It's going to melt...... It's really going to melt. ”

From the communication device came the voice of Lalisa, like a dying man struggling in the desert, and like a salted fish washed ashore by the waves, jumping helplessly on the ground.

I said...... I've just walked less than ten kilometers, and it's hard for me to do it like this. ”

Lockat rubbed his head, his expression a little amused.

"Why don't you just stuff you in Yamato's storage freezer and let the Sixth Expulsion Team drag you along? Besides, didn't the people above already decide to let you go? ”

While enjoying the black tea brewed by King Kong, Lokat enjoyed the sunny sea sunshine in the wind and sun.

"Then don't leave Vladivostok either! I'm going to die if I'm ten degrees taller! It's going to melt! ”

Listening to the sound of Larissa rolling around, Lokat couldn't help but think about the still quiet sound.

"I said, I didn't say anything, do you really have a sister like you keep making trouble?"

However, he can be regarded as capricious again, and this time not only the entire fleet was pulled out, but also Lalisa was dragged up.

However, in a certain way, the presence of Larissa is currently Locat's biggest shield, if you want to be safe and sound on the front of the 11th District and be able to win some positions, you must borrow Lalisa's identity.

Because Lalysa is not only an officer of the Russian Navy, she also has a more heavyweight identity.

The direct blood of the Russian royal family, the heir to the direct inheritance of the royal family.

Although the royal family is no longer involved in politics, Larissa is still very popular in Russia, otherwise the little Vladivostok would not have so many soldiers who volunteered to join the army, of course, this is also a point of Lalisa's personality.

Although Locatt thinks that Larissa usually doesn't do much except drinking, protecting the calves of the Sixth Expulsion Team, and throwing wine bottles at herself, how did she win such a high popularity?

"Speaking of which, Kashima-sensei, they should have returned to Etajima earlier, right?"

Turning his head to look at King Kong, who was re-brewing tea, King Kong was stunned for a moment, and then nodded.

"I guess I arrived at Etajima a little earlier than we set sail yesterday evening, so let's ...... If we go to Etajima, it should be quite troublesome for us, detouring the Tsushima Strait and getting close to Kitakyushu, then entering the Seto Inland Sea and arriving at Kure Port Etajima...... This route is probably the fastest route, and relatively the safest route. ”

And Lokat naturally thinks so, although when he was in Etajima, he took a car back and forth between the inland and Etajima.

"But...... King Kong, I remember you graduated from abroad, right? British Royal Navy? ”

Lockat thought for a moment, then spoke slowly.

"I remember it so clearly, huh...... At least it can be said that it is the same existence as my hometown, although studying is also over there, and it is still very interesting to think about the days there. ”

"What's that? British blow four boats? Regardless of that, the situation in Europe has been as stable as ever...... It's more than this. ”

Lokat couldn't help but sneer, and then suddenly remembered something.

"Kure Harbor...... If I'm not mistaken, where should the New Westmura fleet be stationed? The admiral named Kondo...... Well, give me the communication of the rain. ”

Locatt sat in a different position, loosening his somewhat stiff neck slightly.

"Is there anything the Admiral is looking for me?"

Seemingly curious about the sudden communication, Shi Yu asked slowly, fiddling with the hair ornament on his head.

"I can't remember whether you were stationed in Kure Port or Sasebo before."

"If you said before...... It's Sasebo. ”

Shi Yu smiled softly as he spoke, his expression was like a sunflower after the rain.

"It would be great if I could see Fuso and Sister Yamashiro when I went back this time."

And Lokat didn't say much, took out a notepad from his hand and wrote something, and put it down.

"Alright, nothing else."

After shutting off the communication, Locat's eyes closed slightly and fell asleep.

And King Kong saw that he just walked behind Locat, squeezed his hands on those shoulders, and slowly massaged them.

And at this moment in Wu Gang, a blonde foreign woman was sitting on a chair in the deacon's office and looking into the distance with her legs crossed, as if she was in a trance, a black kitten was lying on her lap and looked very comfortable, suddenly, the kitten seemed to notice something and jumped off the woman's lap.

"What's wrong, Oscar?"

The moment the kitten jumped off, an equally blonde young man in a heavy military coat walked up and closed the door.

"You're back, Alvin."

The face that didn't seem to have much expression finally showed some smiles, and the young man just nodded, and then sat down on the sofa in the executive room, wiping the sweat beads on his face a little, obviously it was the season to do without wearing a military coat, but the young man still did not change his coat on the grounds of maintaining German demeanor.

"Did anything happen in my absence?"

Alvin whispered, not heavy, but loud.

"There are two messages."

Bismarck continued as he took Oscar back into his arms as he spoke.

"First, there will be a fleet coming from the Russian side, supposedly to help the 11th District Front, there is no doubt about this, Alvin can be the Admiral of the Town Guard Mansion now, it is enough to show that the 11th District Front has over-shifted the front."

Bismarck teased Oscar as he spoke, and seemed to feel a lot of affection for the black kitten.

"The second news, this fleet...... Alvin, you should be able to understand that Russia is enough to be called the existence of a fleet, and there is only one at the moment. ”

Alvin's expression only changed slightly when he heard this, and then continued to cool down.

"Locat, are you going to return it?"

Alvin then stood up, took off his military coat, revealing a white shirt, and moved his wrists.

"It's too early...... It's too early, go, Bismarck, ready to eat. ”

PS: In short...... The return article is a beginning.,It doesn't seem to be in a good state today.,As for strange things, it seems that I don't have much time to write today.,Because I have to help someone else write something.。

PS2: Merry Christmas 297505404, everyone, anyway, here is the one who has broken the motherboard and continues to kneel on the graphics card.