Volume I, Chapter 33: Meetings

"This matter, I have also thought about it many times, I have decided, to give up the position of the flagship of the Chongying Combined Fleet, at present, I have given all the authority to Chongying, all of which have been handed over to Huang and Luan of the First Voyage War, and everything about Chongying in the future will be responsible for the two of them." Shark directly pushed the information to Huang.

"If everyone here knows what I mean, then I'll go back first, so I won't disturb you, goodbye." The shark stood up as she spoke.

"I'll send you back." Luan stood up and escorted the shark back.

"It's not your mainland, it's not your outlying island, just such a little distance and distance, do you need someone else to escort you?" Zeppelin's indifferent tone made people feel a hint of mockery and discomfort.

"Didn't Prince Eugen come?" Huang knew what Zeppelin meant, although there was no malice, but, in order not to cause other misunderstandings, he diverted the topic in time.

"No, Eugen seems to be busy lately and doesn't know what he's doing, what? It looks like you're very interested in our iron-blooded Eugen. Bismarck didn't look up, he was writing something with his head down.

"How do I think that Eugen and Royal Wales have been very close recently, and we still have to beware of this, although now there is a temporary agreement of opinion." Huang picked up the information and began to flip through it.

"You mean, that dead fisheye in Wales?" Bismarck smiled helplessly.

"Have the sirens already started their activities at the bottom of the sea? It is impossible for such a huge creature to exist at the bottom of the sea, let alone a mythical kraken or something, could it be a battle column under the sea? It doesn't look very much like a regular submarine. ”

"It seems that we still have too little information about the underwater world." Huang has already read all this information.

"I'm back, I didn't bother you." Luan stood at the door.

"Well, it's just the beginning, please take a seat." Bismarck stretched out his left hand and made a gesture of please.

"Hmm." Luan gently pulled out a chair and sat down, Huang handed the information to Luan to check, everyone else was waiting quietly, Tirbitz had a pen in his hand, ready to take notes.

"Anyway, since the last time, although Wales has won the final victory, the lawgiver has not died, and in combination with the information we already know, these were created by the sirens."

"With a fighting machine with the same human appearance as us, it is still a very complete organization, it seems that the earliest Lord Wu has fought with the Royal White Eagle before, and the mass production of warships will explode after they are out of the control of the host, and Wales and the enterprise are injured by the self-explosion, but well, the recent actual combat record."

"Our cannonballs and armaments can't effectively damage them, but sharp weapons, such as the Welsh sword, can easily pierce the body of the Lawr, what do you mean?" Bismarck simply sorted out his thoughts before and after and what he knew and heard before and after.

"This, for this aspect, the Royal White Eagle may not have a lot of information, that is, once, the previous experience of fighting, can now contact Jean-Barr of the Vichy Holy See? They haven't been heard from for a long time. Suddenly, he remembered Jeanbar.

"Well, there has really been very little news of them recently, and it will probably take some time, so I hope they all have good luck. How do you analyze siren technology? Bismarck looked at Huang Heluan, who was sitting across from him.

"At present, we are analyzing the parts of the Black Mind Cube and the Siren production ship, and the current progress is very unsatisfactory." Huang very simply said the current progress of scientific research, and Zeppelin listened very carefully.

Trying to find the missing and inadequate, Tirbitz quickly recorded without missing any details, while also marking some contradictions.

Zeppelin glanced at Tirpitz's font, which was different from the sharp corner script commonly used by Bismarck, Tirbitz used two fonts, Gothic and Flower font, Gothic for records and Flower for his own annotations.

"I think that if you want to completely smash those people's bodies, you still need to analyze the secrets of siren technology, and the data we have now is not very comprehensive, and I have also made some experiments, using sirens and what we have now, there will be a lot of incompatibility, it is not as simple as a simple siren chaotic ancient virus. It can put a lot of burden on our body. Bismarck looked at the clock on the wall, and it was clear that it had only passed less than fifteen minutes.

But it felt like hours had passed, Bismarck straightened his back to relieve the ache in his shoulder, and the room fell silent again, except for the rustle of Tirpitz's writing.

"We still need to make persistent efforts, so let's do it, it's not too early, you guys go back and rest first." Bismarck stood up, and the meeting was over.

"Then we won't bother, by the way, this time I would like to thank Tirpitz for helping, the current siren technology, I think, we will not be so easy to crack for a while, perhaps, we can change one, it is easier to cut into, then, we will go back, you don't have to send it, good night." Huang and Luan left.

It seems that this meeting did not play any key role, nor did it complete some very important planning or ceremonies.

"How do you feel like it's not the truth?" Zeppelin took the tea handed over by Bismarck, the authorities were confused, the onlookers were clear, and Zeppelin and Tirbitz's thinking starting point was different from Bismarck's.

"I think it's different from what you think, and they don't need to hide some facts, I don't think it's that our shells can't hit through, but that requires a zero point, such as hitting a place in a row, we should completely calm down, I feel that you are under too much pressure." Tirbitz sorted out the things on the table, without looking up, and that sentence, feeling that you were overstressed, spoke very naturally and kindly.

"Then I'll go back first, rest early, good night!" Zeppelin took a sip of his tea, put the cup on the table, and left, and it was exactly 10:20 p.m. on August 25.

"In the future, you must pay attention to safety, do you know, how this is injured, only your own safety is right, well, only by protecting yourself is the greatest victory, because the best blessing to your comrades." Bismarck swallowed everything he wanted to say.

"Yes, I know, I'll pay attention. I'll leave for the time being, and tomorrow I'll hand in my report by 8 a.m. Tirbitz was still a little uncomfortable.

"Well, good night." Bismarck watched Tirbitz leave, and the subtle changes in an instant made Bismarck feel very sad and very uncomfortable.

On the way back, Tirpitz met Zeppelin, whose room was on the highest floor of the Iron Will's dormitory, with a separate small rooftop terrace with a view of the entire base.

Tirpitz and Zeppelin lived on the same floor, Tirpitz's room, the one at the end of the hallway.

"Huh? Count Zeppelin, are you going out so late? Tirbitz looked at Zeppelin as if he wanted to get out.

"Oh, did you forget? I'm on duty today, why don't you stay with her a little longer? Why are you still not used to it? Zeppelin has also unloaded the baggage in his heart and is trying to change himself.

"I feel that you are a little different from before, but still, the Count Zeppelin, who makes me feel very reliable, although I know that she is my sister, and you say the same, but."

"I seem to have a sister, but I've almost forgotten it. It's not that it's a little unacceptable for a while, it's more like that, forget it, I don't know what to say. Tirpitz sighed, helpless himself.

"Don't think about it anymore, let's rest. I'm leaving. Zeppelin turned and walked down the stairs, and hurried towards the guard pavilion in the harbor, Tirbitz looked at the moon hanging in the sky, the moonlight was a little cold, and the season passed very quickly, and in a blink of an eye, it was almost September.

"I feel that Bismarck seems to be a little unclear and incoherent, why don't you just tell them that we didn't directly crack the secret of the sirens?" Luan's words about what Huang said today feel very far-fetched in some places.

"That guy is too anxious, although I am also very concerned about the development and progress of things, but she is no longer the iron-blooded prime minister she once was, she is afraid, afraid that if something happens one day, then what will happen to her sister, now it is not the past, now it is seen, it is around, always, we have to end the battle as soon as possible, as soon as possible, we can all go home a little bit and live a quiet life." Huang spoke very quietly, and Luan only heard it clearly just now, and the footsteps were ticking in the harbor.

"Welcome back." Yuzu opened the baffle.

"Well, hard work." Huang smiled, looking at the cherry blossom trees planted around this port, these cherry blossom trees, growing very fast, with a certain belief, Huang has some expectations, next year, these cherry trees will bloom what gorgeous flowers.

The royal and white eagles are still the same as usual, and the various units are in order and in a very orderly manner.

Stars and night quietly shrouded in this vast area, composed of four camps, lit up with lights, guarding every ordinary and unique night, the entire port base, sleeping quietly in the night breeze.

The lawgiver sat cross-legged for several hours, and the lights of the star tower behind the lawgiver lit up The pale yellow light revealed warmth, and all kinds of food smells wafted out of the hall, only the lawgiver sat alone at the door, enjoying his own different moments.

"Here, by the way, aren't you hungry?" Primura brought fish and chips.

"If you're hungry, you just feel a little bit, if it's okay, you can go back first, I'll go back by myself in a while, there's no problem." The lawgiver did not move even when he fell asleep, nor did he lift his head.

"I said you better figure out the consequences yourself, after all, you don't know it. It seems to be true, but I've only heard about it, even though I was created it a long time ago. ”

"However, I've only heard about you, some things, not very comprehensive, every move, those people can perceive it, your little bit of caution, it's better to save it." Primura also sat down, intending to chat with the lawyer.

"You seem to like Tirpitz very much." The Lawgiver still had his head bowed, and Primus stretched out his hand and pinched the Lawrist's knee, indeed, not feeling the bones.

"I just really like good-looking people or things." Primura ate a french fry. "Wujue's craftsmanship is really good, you can taste it." Primura patted the Lawgiver on the back again.

"What are you doing with him?" The Lord leaned against the door.

"That guy, who was once shot off by Hood, has a bone that was knocked out by Hood, and now it's almost eleven o'clock, and at eleven o'clock, I locked the door, sorry, curfew management, I can't go out at this point." Wujue said.

The door was closed, but the door was hidden, and the pale yellow light ran out of the crack in the door, which looked very dazzling.