In terms of which faction to join, as Tong Mo Yan himself said, he actually has no choice.

Because from the very beginning, he was deeply imprinted with the imprint of the army. Tianlong almost single-handedly took care of everything from a civilian to becoming a naval admiral, and Mo Yan didn't believe it to say that he didn't use the connections in the army faction.

But if you think about it carefully, in fact, joining the army is actually not bad for Mo Yan, after all, he eats the meal of the admiral, and he has never thought of going to the inland to make a fortune, so joining the army is far more suitable for him than the other two.

The appearance of British cuisine is not very good-looking, but the taste is okay, although it is not very delicious, but it is much better than the situation where Mo Yan imagined to eat it in one bite and lose half of his life. Perhaps it is precisely because of this contrast that people will say: "Huh? Actually, it's okay! The illusion.

Do you really want to say that it tastes better than the cafeteria? Mo Yan didn't think so, at most it was only half a catty or eight taels, and besides, the dishes in the canteen were much richer.

After eating a dinner, Quincy was fishy, and he was happier than anyone else, and the appearance of a food harvester made Galatea, who was in charge of cooking, smile at her, and almost hugged her and kissed her.

Princeton and Akagi are both decent and taste-free, and they are obviously not very happy with these British dishes that don't look very good.

Forget about Princeton, what's going on in Akagi? What about the good food? If you say yes, as long as it's food, you won't refuse to come? What about the stomach connected to another dimension?

I couldn't see Akagi's wonderful performance, and Mo Yan, who was deliberately observing in secret, looked a little disappointed.

But if you think about it carefully, the reason why Akagi behaved like this is actually understandable, because whether it is the nickname of eating support or the attribute of foodie, it was actually borrowed from the other Akagi next door.

It's understandable that players are screaming out of stubbornness, but what does that have to do with Akagi?

She is Akagi, the unique Akagi! Not a doppelganger and substitute for the one next door. Compared with eating in a hurry, she prefers to drink tea quietly, likes to take care of everyone in the port area, likes to care about Kaga, and likes to cook a hearty meal for her admiral.

After dinner, Nelson summoned Mo Yan to her study alone to explain some things and gave him a letter of recommendation.

Then, Mo Yan led her shipwive out of Nelson's small western-style building.

Princeton and Quincy were called back by Mo Yan after eating, and today they said that they would pick up the wind for Akagi, and they went back in advance to prepare, if they went late, it would not be good to trouble the staff of the logistics department at night.

Winter nights are cold and quiet.

It's been almost two months since the beginning of winter, and the temperature in Ishutanoor, which is located in the north, has dropped to the point where you can't go out without thick clothes, and naturally no one wants to go out and wander around on such a cold night, although there is nothing to do in this uninteresting base.

In a huge base, only the street lamps standing on both sides of the road emit a dim light, which adds a touch of vitality to the base.

After coming out, Mo Yan lifted the collar of Tiga's thickened admiral's uniform, stomped his feet, and exhaled a breath of white air.

Turning his head to look at Akagi, who was wearing a shirt with vibrating sleeves and a somewhat thin shirt, Mo Yan hesitated for a moment and asked:

"Is it cold?"

"I'm a ship mother, I have a strong field, and it's not too cold." Akagi smiled slightly, stepped forward and hugged Mo Yan's arm.

"But if the Admiral is afraid that I'll feel cold, lend me some of your body heat!"

"Borrowing body temperature or something, I said that I was like a snow girl, and I obviously had a pair of fox ears." Mo Yan also took advantage of the situation to hold Akagi's hand. This level of physical contact was nothing to him, and Quincy and Princeton had given him enough exercise for nearly two months.

So in the face of Akagi's offensive, Mo Yan seemed much more natural.

"It's because I'm a fox that I'm even more eager to feel the warmth of the Admiral! Whether it's the body, or the mind. ”

Akagi said and rested his head on Mo Yan's shoulder.

The two of them walked slowly on the road, arm in arm, shoulder to shoulder, under the dim light of the street lamp, pulling the shadows into the elders.

As I walked, pieces of crystal snowflakes suddenly fell slowly.

The fine pieces of ice flakes swayed and fell onto Mo Yan's cheeks, and then melted by the body temperature, turning into a shallow water stain, bringing a hint of coolness.

Reaching out to catch a few hexagonal snowflakes, Mo Yan looked up at the dark night sky.

"It's snowing!"

"yes, it's snowing!"

Akagi also raised her head, but instead of looking at the deep night sky, she saw Mo Yan's side face.

Under the dim light of the street lamp, accompanied by the flying snowflakes, Mo Yan's face looked a little dreamy.

Akagi couldn't help but reach out and put his hand on Mo Yan's cheek, gently caressing Mo Yan's face, and gradually became a little stupid, this was the first time she really felt the meaning of her existence.

Among the most influential shipwives in Minato, Akagi was the first to doubt the meaning of his existence.

She remembered everything about the previous world, whether it was her daily life, fighting the deep sea, or even the Admiral. But it was precisely because she remembered it well that she began to question the meaning of her existence.

At that time, the admiral was very powerful, and the resources, environment, life, battles, and communication with superiors in the port area were all managed by him in an orderly manner, and there was never the slightest confusion or mistake.

The same is true for everyone, expeditions, battles, training, and sorties, every time it is flawless.

However, it is precisely because it is too perfect that it can feel a little unreal.

Akagi realized this, and began to look for the appearance of the Admiral in his memory. But Akagi searched and searched, but found that in his memory, the admiral's face was blurred, his body was blurred, and his voice was also blurred.

No matter how much Akagi thought about it, she couldn't remember even the slightest specific thing related to the Admiral, which caused her to fall into a deep confusion and panic, and even denied the meaning of her existence for a while.

Until Mo Yan appeared in front of her and built her.

Feeling the cool little hand caressing his face, Mo Yan looked down at Akagi.

The girl's beautiful face was full of confusion, and her clear eyes were full of hot love, just looking at Mo Yan, she seemed to have the whole world.

I don't know what I saw from Akagi's expression and gaze, Mo Yan sighed slightly.

"So, don't think so much about what you don't have, just tell me what you can't figure out, you will make me feel like a failure as a commander."

After Mo Yan finished speaking, he quickly lowered his head and took Akagi's lips in his mouth, and kissed them softly.

This is the first time he has taken the initiative to kiss a girl since he crossed over.

Under the street lamp next to the path, among the snowflakes fluttering in the sky, Mo Yan and Akagi kissed each other lovelessly. Under the dim light, it looks like an old and beautiful picture.