Butterflies flutter in the clouds, and swans in the water are neck to neck.

Cato didn't understand Oriental culture, but in his eyes, the battlefield filled with gunsmoke was so poetic. The fireballs that burst out from the hulls of both sides were as dazzling as fireworks, and the flames gushing out of the main guns were so powerful that they seemed to carry the rhythm of life.

However, the dutiful ship mother next to him ruined his mood: "The dive bomber hit four shots, and the enemy's No. 2 and No. 6 ships were moderately damaged. ”

"Five shots were fired from the main guns, and the enemy's No. 1, No. 2, and No. 5 ships were moderately damaged. Enemy formations were dodging torpedoes, bombs, and the formation was scattered. ”

"The torpedo plane raid was successful, and the enemy's No. 1 and No. 6 ships were shelled twice, and the No. 3 ship was shelled three times. The overall speed is severely reduced! Bomber bombs hit a total of thirteen shots! ”

"A large number of hits from the main artillery shells!"

"The bomber formation has won, and the enemy ships have suffered serious damage!"

"The enemy sank two, the remaining four were seriously damaged, one of us was seriously damaged, and one was moderately damaged. The enemy flagship, Prince Eugen, asks for surrender! Admiral, we won! ”

Although the emotion was interrupted, Cato was happy that the three-hour raid had finally been victorious.

……

The overall situation has been decided, and Xu Zhonglin is also very excited, humming a song angrily: "How happy, live happily on the top of the waves, and say to the world, what is bright and upright." I am who I am, fireworks of different colors. The sky is wide, and we must make the strongest foam. I like me, let the roses blossom a kind of fruit, in the lonely sea, the same blooming red fruit......"

Elena was a little surprised: "This song is very good, what's the name?" ”

""I Am Me", come, I'll teach you to sing."

The queen rolled her eyes again: "Prince Eugen asks for surrender, you better reply quickly!" ”

"Temporary ceasefire, I'll have to ask Sissi and Teresa about this."

Someone: Honey, and baby, how are you over there?

Teresa: Phew! Who's your little baby?

Haha, the little shyness between lovers is really cute.

Sissi is also very cheerful: the situation has been completely controlled, everything is going well, there are more supplies than expected, fortunately, the army is really like you said, very 'hungry', they have prepared a large number of engineering machines, almost see what to move.

Someone: That's right, Prince Eugen I caught, and she's now asking for surrender. What do you two mean?

The two of them were silent for a long time, and it seemed that a long time passed before Sissi replied: Admiral, you have made a decision, and we both accept it.

Of course, Xu Zhonglin could feel that the two of his closest ship mothers wanted revenge. He thought about it seriously, since he had already sunk two ships, he didn't care about one more, if Austria-Hungary was going crazy afterwards, he would be crazy, with Garibaldi in front of him, he was afraid of a ball? Could Austro-Hungarian still come and bite his bird?

Just as he was about to give the order to sink, Margaret's somewhat weak voice sounded in his head: Admiral, Margaret asked for help in the damage management.

Groov!

Someone was startled and hurriedly turned his head to look back. Then endless guilt and self-blame welled up from the bottom of my heart. Margaret was fired four times during the charge, and Xu Zhonglin never received a specific battle report after the battle. But now he would remember that in the final stage, it seemed that the opposite side had concentrated all the fire of the main guns in one place, and now it seemed that it was she who gathered the fire.

The queen Margaret's hull had been seriously deflected, the two main gun turrets in the bow had disappeared, the top of the bridge had been flattened in half, the chimney had fallen down, and the secondary gun emplacements on the deck were even more in disarray.

After the guilt, there was a nameless anger, and the other party obviously wanted to sink Margaret: "Light patrol!" Tell the light patrol to come over quickly! Barcel Lisa! Barcel Lisa, where did she die? Go, send those bastards to the bottom of the ocean for me! Elena, let go of the boat, I'm going to go! ”

Stumbling onto the deck, Xu Zhonglin hugged Margaret, and the battleship girl's body trembled freely, showing the pain she was bearing. It reminded him of Teresa half a year ago.

Xu Zhonglin complained with tears in his eyes: "The injury is so serious, why don't you apply to withdraw from the battle sequence?!" ”

Then I felt that I was too serious: "It's all my fault for not being good, I didn't find out in time, I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" ”

Margaret's face turned red, and her expression was a little embarrassed: "Admiral, I'm fine!" I'm a battleship ship, how can it sink so easily? Although this injury is a little more serious, if we win, I will be able to go back smoothly, which is normal! ”

Someone just reacted, he entered the mindset, how can a battleship and a heavy patrol be treated equally? And she is also the battleship mother of this world, returning to the port to take back the hull, enough resources to top, and a good ship in a few days.

It turned out to be a false alarm!

Knowing that he had overreacted just now, a certain admiral was a little embarrassed: "Eh, I'm sorry, I ignored you just now, so I feel a little guilty in my heart, can I do something for you now?" ”

Who knew that Margaret was more embarrassed than him: "Admiral, can you take your hand away and let me go?" ”

Hand?

Someone subconsciously grabbed it and found that the place where he started was full of elasticity and a piece of greasy. It's about the same size as Teresa, and it should be a D. It's smaller than the average battleship, but the palm still can't hold it.

In Margaret's exclamation, someone was reluctant to let go, but his arms were tightened even tighter, and at this time he could not only enjoy the benefits, but also take the opportunity to brush up his favor. The favorability has been brushed up, and the benefits are not ...... Click.

"I won't let it go! It scared me to death just now, now let me hug it for a while. I don't believe it, sister, you touched my heart, and now it's still beating hard. ”

Pan Donkey Deng Xiaoxian's 'small style' is launched, and now he has to put down his body and sell cuteness to please, and those who let go are dicks, and someone won't be like this.

Sure enough, Margaret's face became more and more ruddy, and a layer of sweat oozed from the tip of her nose, and she wanted to struggle, but the weakness after the war could not raise a trace of strength, so she could only let the other party do it, and finally simply snuggled her whole body into the other party's arms, trying to enjoy this warmth.

The morning sun rises, the earth rejuvenates, everything swells with the rhythm of life, and a pair of handsome men and women hug each other closely on the deck against the warm wind...... Anyone who watches this scene will feel the sweetness in the air.

But a trace of embarrassment gradually appeared on Margaret's face.

Someone realized it later, and it wasn't until Margaret writhed uneasily that she realized what was going on.

The warm scent of nephrite in his arms stimulates the young body, and someone who has tasted the taste of men and women for the first time is no longer as relieved as when he hugged Anne to sleep. The silver spear under his crotch stood up uncontrollably, saluting the beautiful and gentle ship's mother.

What's worse is that as Margaret writhed, someone felt the little admiral open his two full buttocks, and he slipped into it, and finally touched a soft and fiery valley. What a stamen-tender flower room!

The searing touch of the place where life was born made someone's waist push unconsciously.

"Huh~"

An intoxicating shyness spread leisurely in the air like a rouge dot of water.

Immediately after that, there was a "snap", shattering the charm just now, as if everything was just speculation.

Someone covered his face, but instead of being angry, he proudly chanted a crooked poem: "The sheng blows the young phoenix language, and the skirt is dyed pomegranate red." The beauty is ashamed to go, and tonight is the same in her dream. ”