Chapter 142: Huberian, Your Image?
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"There is no hope for the ship." Huberian, who had a hot towel over his face and applied it to his wound, said sadly.
"Would you like some wine?" The bold man who took care of Hyperion pulled out a bottle of fuel vodka and asked.
"Got wine? Where, where? Hearing that there was wine, Hyperion jumped up from the sofa without a sore waist or leg pain, and without cramps when he walked.
"The wine is here...... What about wine? The courage who had just taken out the Red Star fuel vodka looked at the empty palm and said strangely.
"Tsk, it's vodka, I haven't drunk this in years, is there any whiskey?" Hyperion snatched the bottle, took a bite, opened the cap, sniffed, and frowned.
ββ¦β¦ The Prince of Wales' sister should have it there. After thinking about it for a long time, he couldn't remember how Hubelion had the audacity to take the bottle from his hand, and fell into deep thought.
"Trouble, vodka is vodka, anyway, as long as it's not medical alcohol." Huberian, who had a sip, burped, groped for his clothes, pulled out a box of ammunition cigars, and asked the bold man who gave the wine, "No." β
"Ah, I don't smoke!" Seeing the courage of Huberian's movements, he took several steps back as if he had encountered some bad guy, widening the distance between him and Huberian.
"Cut, it's not emotional, this is the anti-aircraft artillery ammunition produced by Kehat, and when the wine is fired, what flying dragons and mosquitoes are all scum." Huberian, who was spitting through the clouds, spoke something that he could not understand.
"What are Wyverns and Mosquitoes?" Elementary school students who insist on asking if they don't understand said.
"Hmm...... Forehead...... "Huberian, who was asked, didn't know how to explain the alien insect unit to the schoolboy destroyer in front of him, and after contacting the knowledge given to her by this world, he thought about it and said: "A special kind of carrier-based aircraft, the former is a fighter, and the latter is a bomber...... I guess so. β
Huberian wasn't sure if the Mosquito was a bomber or a plane, and the group of annoying guys who annoyed the ship would be called at the explosive liquid in their faces.
"Is it like a gale or a comet? Do you have a collection of Sister Hubelian? "Kokang has once again revealed his strange penchant for carrier-based aircraft as a destroyer.
"Collection? What do I have nothing to do with all that slimy and disgusting stuff? I'm not Lei Ri...... Commander Renault. Huberian said that except for Chief Lei, whose interests were very different from ordinary people, the rest of the time people and insects were not at odds.
"Hey, no? Sure enough, the battle patrol could not use carrier-based aircraft. Guo Dang said with some loss.
Because he didn't ask for a carrier-based aircraft from Aden, after getting acquainted with the deep-sea air carrier of wo-chan, Kokang also asked wo-chan for two carrier-based aircraft for deep-sea aircraft carriers, but unfortunately Kokang has not been able to link the white big-mouthed small round ball with the carrier-based aircraft until now.
"Cut, who said that the battle cruiser can't use carrier-based aircraft, I'm a battle cruiser, okay, the firepower of the battleship, the range of the cruiser, my Gracuri has a lot of things." Seeing that Kokang looked a little lost, Huberian, who flicked the powder ash, said that he was not one of those scum water ships:
"Sister Hubelian, do you have carrier-based aircraft?" Feng Quan said excitedly, as a schoolboy destroyer, Guo Dare knew that as long as she was not the same kind, she would definitely be right to call her sister.
"I'll take a look at ......," Hubelion, who had rummaged in his Gracur, said to himself with a dark face, "Hey, I still have to consume materials, where did I get the materials for a newborn ship." β
Hearing Hyperion's words, he knew that the plot had taken a sharp turn for the worse, and his eyes were full of tears again.
"Wait, don't cry, don't cry, I've found ...... Luckily, I have a habit of collecting things. "In the end, Hyperion did not find the carrier-based aircraft in the Gracu of his ship, but found something in the ship-mounted space that I don't know if it was considered a carrier-based aircraft.
"Look, you can transform, you can change planes and step mechas, isn't it very handsome." Huberian fiddled with his collection of Viking warplanes like toys in front of Dare.
"Is this a carrier-based aircraft?" Boldly looked at the plane in Sister Huberian's hand that could transform into a robot, and the Mao elementary school student, who had never seen this kind of carrier-based aircraft, asked strangely.
ββ¦β¦ It's about a carrier-based aircraft. Huberian was also uncertain, because as a "battle cruiser" with the skill of launching carrier-based aircraft, she knew that her carrier-based aircraft was definitely not a Viking fighter.
Just when Huberian was struggling with whether the Viking fighter was a carrier-based aircraft, because he had never seen a Viking fighter before, he was careless and broke one of the deformed wings of the Viking fighter.
"......" Hubelion, who heard the sound of Viking fighters breaking wings, woke up from his thoughts.
"......" Kokang, who was holding a broken deformed wing in one hand and a Viking fighter in the other, saw Hyperion look over, and hurriedly put the wreckage of the Viking fighter in his hand on the coffee table in front of him, hugged it as much as possible and whispered: "Kokang is not intentional, Kokang is not intentional." β
"Take a deep breath, take a deep breath, the air is so fresh, life is so good, why should I care about a Viking fighter? Isn't that right, even if that one has been with me for so many years...... So many years ......"
Hubelian, who felt that he should not be angry with a "child" (destroyer) as an "adult", tried to calm his mood with various reasons, and in the end, remembering the experience of this Viking fighter plane that had followed him to the north and south, Hubelian cried out with a sour nose.
While crying, he muttered: "My Viking ......"
"Woo, the courage is not intentional, the courage is really not intentional, woo woo, the courage is really not intentional." Frightened by Huberian's sobbing appearance, Kokang also began to cry.
So when Arden walked into the lounge with a pot of tiger shark meat, he saw the two shipwives Hubelian and Kokang crying in their own rhythms.
"What are you crying about?" Frightened, Arden looked so confused that he almost threw the tiger shark meat in his hand to the ground.
In the end, with the help of Kara's fist, which is full of the power of truth, Huberian and Koda, who each have a large bag on their heads, quiets down, and at the same time, Arden also knows why Huberian, who has always been a tough guy, also cries.
ββ¦β¦ What are you, I didn't even cry when my companions in the Golden Fleet couldn't see it anymore, what do you have to cry about, fix it if it's broken, don't say you don't have a module in your body. β
"Oh yes, it can still be repaired." Huberion, who was reminded by Arden's prompt, remembered that he could still repair the Vikings, and then said, "You star spirits who don't have mouths can cry too? Why haven't I ever seen one? β
"Do you have to cry to you to see it?" Arden, who was stopped by the question, waved his fist and said.
Crying, what does that feel like? Indeed, Arden did not cry, as Hyperion had said, because he could not understand it.
"Hey, that one with no mouth, do you have the materials? It takes a lot of materials to repair it. Hyperion's voice rang out.
"You say it again, you don't have a mouth." A tic-tac-toe appeared on Arden's forehead.
"Honorable commander, no, it should be called honorable Honorable Executive, do you have the materials?" Huberian, who changed his face faster than turning a book, immediately said.
"Nope!" Arden resisted the urge to punch Hubelian in the head again.
ββ¦β¦ You're not afraid of my shot...... Eh, it seems that it is useless to give you a shot, aren't you afraid that I will cry to you? Huberian thought for a moment and saw that his Yamato cannon didn't seem to be of much use to Arden, and immediately changed his words.
Although she looks like this now, it is obvious that she intends to use the ancestral trick of crying, making trouble, and hanging herself.
"Crying? If you want to cry, you can cry for me now! If you can't cry, I'll beat you until you cry!! β
Arden just wanted to say to Hyperion, what about your image? What about your image of a hard-fought hero who saved the world? This image is too ruined.
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