"What did that Tilpitz guy mess with?"

Deep Sea Hood rubbed his ears and hung up Bismarck's phone. She was very reluctant to let the troops turn around at this time. As a result of the capture of the majestic fortress of Liege, the morale of her troops was high, and she estimated that it would be okay for her to continue to advance and directly stab the entire Liege area.

At this time, if you turn around, the momentum of the offensive will definitely be blocked, but it will be difficult to disobey the military order. Hood looked at the setting sun in the west, and at some point, clouds rose in the sky. The afterglow of the setting sun, through the clouds, exudes a faint gray-red.

"I'm afraid, we're going to have to fight at night." Deep Sea Hood muttered.

"The deep sea on the other side has receded?" Richelieu looked at the information in front of him, unusually surprised.

Then she looked back at the news that war-weariness had delivered to her.

"Sukhbaatar, this little guy, is really going to do something." Richelieu shook his head helplessly, and asked Joan of Arc, "Is Sedan's army reorganized?" ”

"Time was pressing, so I reorganized part of it." Joan of Arc replied truthfully.

"Assemble all the troops that have been reorganized." Richelieu put down his report, "We guess we're busy tonight." ”

"Isn't the deep sea receding?"

"Something happened to Sukhbaatar, we're going to pick it up."

"Hmph." Joan of Arc looked very unhappy.

"Farland's weakness cannot be stopped, and we must give her some seeds of revival." Richelieu reassured.

Joan of Arc didn't talk.

"Is there any movement over there in Lexington?" Richelieu asked again, thinking that Ami's shipwreck might be withdrawing.

"They're packing up their ships, and they're probably going to come to you soon."

"Mademoiselle Richelieu." Said Cao Cao, Cao Cao arrived, Lexington's voice came from outside the door.

"You've decided to withdraw Ami?" Richelieu didn't say hello and went straight to the point.

"The Celestial Empire has been trapped in the deep sea, but the elite deep sea in the Pacific is still nowhere to be seen, and Washington is afraid that their target will be us, so there can be no aircraft carriers in the Pacific Ocean."

"It's a long way to go......," Richelieu tried to stay.

"We walked the same path when we came."

When Lexington said this, Richelieu knew that it was impossible to count on these American shipwives.

"Then I'm afraid, we won't last long." Richelieu's eyes swept over the paper basket, and the top ball of paper was a military newspaper from Paris.

Dunkirk didn't say much, but simply explained the fall of Sedan, and reminded Richelieu that after Bismarck broke through Sedan, it was likely that he would come at them. This old-timer is not worried about her own safety, it is clear that France is empty of combat power at this time, and she is the most dangerous person.

"Hey, I'm Richelieu." Richelieu asked Joan of Arc to send Lexington away and contacted Paris.

"If you're just contacting me just for a simple chat, then I don't think you're up to the mark as a flagship." Dunkirk's voice remained the same, and there was no indication that it was the actual head of an invaded country.

"But isn't it too dangerous for you to be in Paris?" Richelieu ignored Dunkirk's words.

"What's the danger, if you don't destroy you, how can the deep sea attack Paris with peace of mind? It's you who should be worried. "Dunkirk is not worried at all.

"But the elite ships are all on the front line, and it's easy to be attacked if you don't take care of it." Richelieu was still not reassured.

"I've got your sister coming from Casablanca, remember your sister?"

"Jean-Barr?" Richelieu was reluctant to mention the name.

"You don't seem to see each other much after a big fight." Dunkirk was very careful.

"Her mind is a bit dangerous, I think it's better for you to pay attention."

"It's all the ship's mother, what do you have to guard against." Dunkirk is hell-bent on reuniting the sisters.

At the mention of Jean-Barr, Richelieu lost his mood in an instant. She exchanged a few pleasantries with Dunkirk and hung up the phone hastily.

"Don't worry, nothing will be a big problem." Dunkirk finally comforted, "I have ordered Jean-Bar to make some preparations on the side of Vichy, and if something happens, there is a way out." ”

Richelieu hung up and looked out the window. All she was in now was a makeshift building, without even windows, and the evening breeze from the sea blew in through the gaps in the house. Richelieu felt a chill as she tightened her clothes slightly.

Joan of Arc knocked on the door and entered.

"Let's go." Richelieu picked up her saber.

They planned to depart from the station and pass through Roubaix to Hasselt, where the war-weary battlefield was to be located. It's not the closest route, but it's definitely the fastest, and it's almost all bare ocean with no deserted islands. This was the route Richelieu had conceived when she was lucky enough to try to force back into the deep sea with a quick attack, but the amount of the deep sea was beyond her imagination, and the plan was stillborn. Unexpectedly, in order to save Sukhbaatar this time, this route was turned over by her from the pile of old papers.

In the waters of Hasselt, Tirbitz finally survived the attack of the Royal Ark by relying on his slow speed, and just wanted to stop to find out, War-weary rushed over with his little brother. Luckily, Tirbitz's younger brother arrived.

So, the two sides met again a few hours later.

War-weary is anxious to rescue Sukhbaatar, but unbeknownst to him, this little guy is bent on grabbing snacks, and he ends up very close. War-weariness glanced at the deep-sea troops who had arrived in a hurry, gritted their teeth, and rushed forward as well.

What Tirpitz had seen on the screen before was only pixels with colors indicating the enemy, and he didn't recognize the war-weariness that appeared as the shipwreck who had fought with her troops before.

Luckily, I ran fast, and sure enough, there was an ambush!

Tirbitz was very glad for his decisiveness, but he was also angry that he was running away from the other side. So as soon as she saw the war-weariness rushing over, she directly ordered her subordinates to fight back.

Sukhbaatar was also shocked to see that there was so much more deep sea behind Tirbitz. Master Su is a very well-behaved child, and she obviously can't beat so many deep seas, so she turned around decisively, but as soon as she turned around, she saw the war-weariness rushing over.

Suddenly, half of her life was scared away. Looking at the war-weary and menacing posture, it is clear that he is here to teach himself a lesson.

Sukhbaatar panicked in her heart, there were interceptions in front and pursuers in the back, she gritted her teeth and launched a direct attack on the deep sea.

This war-weary old woman must not be able to beat, but this group of deep sea is not necessarily, looking at the frightened appearance of the deep-sea flagship just now, it is not very strong, maybe it can be beaten?

"Sukhbaatar! You give me back! Seeing Sukhbaatar's posture like this, the war-weary heart was so anxious and angry that he couldn't even care about his nickname, and shouted loudly.

When Sukhbaatar heard this, this was definitely coming to settle accounts with herself, so she dared to stay and rush towards the only way out in her heart.

Tirpitz saw that the other side was rushing here so desperately, and he was so groaned that he thought he had met a madman.

This time, she has the support of the army behind her, how can she be in front of this little Lori who seems to be powerless, and immediately order an attack.

Rumble!

Tired of war, looking at the actions of the deep sea on the other side, seeing that he was about to shoot at Sukhbaatar, how dare he be lazy, and directly ordered the attack, and the ship girls struck first, and directly pasted the shells on the face of the deep sea.

How could Tirbitz endure this, she immediately left Sukhbaatar behind and launched a counterattack against the war-weary troops.

The two sides come and go, so it's not lively. When Sukhbaatar saw that the deep sea clearly did not take himself seriously, he was very angry, and just as he was about to attack, he was pasted in the face by a cannonball in the deep sea.

So Sukhbaatar lay straight on his back on the sea.

"Sir!" 47When he saw Sukhbaatar like this, he dared to slack off, and he quickly swam over.

When Tirpitz saw that this arrogant little guy had been hit by a shot, she was even more angry in her heart, and the humiliating performance just now had been deeply engraved in her mind.

War-weary, Sukhbaatar was shot, this is worth it, that guy's small body can't bear a few bullets, his heart is full of intersections, and he orders his subordinates to increase the pressure on the deep sea, and strive to direct all the attention of the deep sea to his side.

And Sukhbaatar, she only felt her head rise, a sharp pain came from the wound, she struggled to get up, the light blue blood left out of the wound, followed her body, flowed into the sea, and disappeared in an instant.

"It's fine!" Sukhbaatar said confidently to 47. "I'm the number one in the world, this attack is nothing, I just haven't regained my strength yet, and once I renew my strength, I'm going to let these guys who chased away my fish taste the horror!"

On the other side, War-Weary saw Sukhbaatar standing up, and his mind was settled, but when he saw that she was still standing there with a loud voice, he was anxious again.

When I go back this time, I must give this troublesome hardcover tracker!

War-weary, she used a flare to remind Sukhbaatar to return to the sea, and at the same time hit the deep sea in front of her with a cannonball.

The war-weary flare was completely ignored by Sukhbaatar, and how could she understand the meaning of the flare without formal training, and she thought it was a special sound of shells.

"Sir...... The adults over there seem to be calling you ......" or 47 knows a little bit of such common sense.

"How is it possible, it's too late for them to patronize themselves, how can they have time to take care of me." Sukhbaatar really couldn't understand, she didn't know her value in the eyes of these shipwives at all, and now she was still thinking about how to take revenge on the deep poster on the other side.

But there are always accidents on the battlefield, and no matter how hard the war weariness tries to oppress, there are still shells that fall near Sukhbaatar.

Wow –

The shell exploded next to Sukhbaatar, shaking 47 far away, and at the same time overturning Sukhbaatar.

Syllable!

Sukhbaatar slammed into the sea, dark blue blood spilling out of the torn wound.

"Prestige!"

"In!"

"Go and fetch me the supplies!" When I was tired of the war, I was horrified, how could I think about it, and quickly sent the most reliable prestige.

Tirpitz also saw what happened to Sukhbaatar, and was very happy in his heart, and immediately adjusted the angle of the main gun, intending to avenge his previous great revenge.