"Let's get in the car, let's go to the first location first." After Yamato finished speaking, without Honolulu talking to St. Louis, he pulled the two of them directly into a six-wheeled high-speed armored patrol car.

"Drive! Don't forget the orders the Admiral gave us! She picked up the intercom and said to the team leader.

"Yes! Miss Yamato! The squad leader nodded, and then ordered, "Drive!" ”

A group of five armored patrol cars galloped away on the road near the European Palace.

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"Thorn~~~!"

The screeching sound of brakes was heard far away in the silent night, leaving two long brake marks on the road.

"Hurry, hurry, hurry!"

"Bring the Sapper Shovel!"

"Check the map! I confirm that it is not here! ”

"Captain, it's right here!"

"Sure it's here, right? Okay, grab the sapper shovel and shovel and go! ”

Before the car could stop, the chaotic footsteps and shouts resounded in the night sky.

"Stop! This is the cemetery! It's past time to sweep the grave and worship! You are not allowed to enter without a special order! Several shipwives guarding the gate of the cemetery saw a large group of heavily armed soldiers rushing towards the cemetery, and immediately shouted at them nervously.

"Which of you is the leader? Let her come out to me. Yamato asked as he slowly stepped forward from behind the soldiers.

"Who are you?" Forced by the guns of these soldiers, the tone of the shipwreck who spoke was a little soothed.

"The concubine is the general flagship of the IJN Combined Fleet, the Yamato-type Ichiban ship, Yamato. She is now one of the five Electors of the Emma Empire, the shipwreck of Admiral Karl Heinrich Tashmongun. Yamato introduced himself to her.

Then she asked the shipwreck in front of her, "Where are the flying Dutchmans?" If I remember correctly, she should still be the owner of this cemetery, right? ”

"Yo! Isn't this Yamato? I haven't seen you for so long, are you tired of playing in the deep sea and then go back to the ship to play? A hoarse female voice rang out in the darkness.

A torn black tricorneform with a skull emblem on his head, a dead gray complexion similar to that of a dead man, a dirty canvas with no visible background wrapped around his body, a belt casually tied with rattan plants around his waist and abdomen, and an ancient flintlock musket hanging from his waist.

With a hint of mockery in his dark blue eyes, the flying Dutchman stood quietly in the darkness and watched Yamato and the others.

"You can't control my affairs, now you get out of the way, I have a warrant from Emperor Ou here, asking you to open the cemetery and let us enter the investigation." Yamato said to the flying Dutchman.

"Now that the worship time has passed, please come back." The flying Dutchman said hoarsely.

"Moreover, I think that Da and you are like this, I'm afraid these people you brought are not planning to investigate or something, right?" The flying Dutchman smiled mockingly at Yamato, and said with a white finger pointing at the sapper shovels and shovels held in the hands of the nearby marines.

"It's true that we're not here to worship and sweep the tombs, and there's no one here for me to worship and sweep the tombs. Flying Dutchman, you'd better obey the Emperor's orders. We're here just to confirm something. Of course, we'll leave as soon as we're confirmed, and we won't stay here for a second longer. Yamato said to the flying Dutchman.

"Miss Yamato, please bear to say something disrespectful. It is suspected that she may have been conspired with the deep sea, and that the corpses may have been stolen by the flying Dutchman? The squad leader spoke his guess to Yamato in the headset.

"You have a point, and this matter must be guarded against. Notify the patrol car behind it, the on-board weapon base station is activated, ready for attack. Yamato whispered in the headphones.

"Yes, Miss Yamato." The squad leader nodded, then gestured behind his back.

The vehicle-mounted weapons base stations on the five armored patrol vehicles were activated immediately after receiving the order. Three 30-mm chain guns and two 75-mm railguns immediately put the flying Dutchman in the crosshairs. They knew that the biggest threat to their side was the flying Dutch, and the rest of the ships were not a threat at all.

"Yamato, what do you mean?" The blue light in the eyes of the flying Dutchman was even worse, and his left hand was already pressed against his pistol.

Time was pressing, and Yamato simply said to the flying Dutchman: "It's not interesting, I just think that some people seem to have colluded with the deep sea." Steal and resell the remains of all the dead shipwives in the cemetery to the deep sea, and let those deep seas desecrate the remains of these heroic souls and disturb their rest! ”

"You're slandering me naked! Yamato, don't think that you are the strongest of our initial ships, you can talk nonsense! The Dutchman I flew in was responsible for burying the dead shipwives whose bodies could still be found, and they worked hard for hundreds of years, with only two days off every five years! You can slander me for not liking cleanliness, but you can't slander me for the hard work I've done so far! When the flying Dutchman heard Yamato say this about her, he immediately shouted at Yamato in a hoarse voice.

"Oh? So do you dare to take the test? Yamato said noncommittally.

"Don't use your agitation! Isn't it just to drink high-speed repair solution? I've got it myself, so I don't need to consume your precious stuff! The flying Dutchman angrily took out a can of green liquid from his ship's space, and then poured it directly into his mouth in front of Yamato and the others.

Honolulu and St. Louis, who were behind Yamato, looked at the faintly green liquid, and then smelled a rancid smell, and the two of them were so disgusted that they almost didn't vomit.

"No wonder he was sent by His Majesty the Emperor Ou to guard the cemetery, and the whole person was sloppy. Even the high-speed repair solution distributed every month can actually deteriorate like this, how does this guy preserve these strategic materials? Honolulu looked at the filthy jar in the hands of the flying Dutchman and whispered to St. Louis beside him.

"Honolulu, don't say that. No matter what people say, they are also seniors, and we, as juniors, must have a certain amount of respect for our predecessors. St. Louis discouraged.

The two were whispering in the back, but Yamato sneered and said, "Hehe, who knows if you're true or not?" And the color of this high-speed repair solution, as well as the jar it contains, seem to be a little wrong, right? ”

"Take it and drink it. Otherwise, I can assume that you are in collusion with the deep sea! She then pulled out a beautifully packaged jar of high-speed repair fluid from her ship's space, and threw it in front of the flying Dutchman.

The flying Dutchman was angry with Yamato's action after catching the high-speed repair liquid, and she couldn't wait to directly smash this can of high-speed repair liquid on Yamato's face, letting her know that although she was weak, she was also dignified! I want to chat with more like-minded people about "{?$article_title?} ", WeChat pays attention to "excellent reading literature", chatting about life, looking for confidants~