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78. Steal half a day of leisure

"Whiteboard."

"Bump. Four. ”

"Hmm...... Nine-of-a-kind. ”

"Pole, sign five cakes. Then it's better to throw away the chicken. ”

Throwing the green mahjong tiles in his hand, No. 11o sighed, took a sip of the tea at hand, and looked at the slowly rotating electric fan on his head with some boredom.

The other three people, namely the Plan Ship No. 1, the Plan Ship No. 2, and the Montana, also looked idle, not knowing what to do, sitting cross-legged on the mat, frowning at the mahjong tiles in front of them, almost with a cigarette.

Because they don't have much to do now.

It was as if a high-spinning top had suddenly stopped, and they themselves felt that there was still an inertia urging them to do something.

But as far as the eye can see, the entire town guard is peaceful. There is no need for these fighting forces of theirs. In today's completely liberated productive forces, it is undoubtedly useless to go to sea to fight. Especially if they can't get their companions back.

Theoretically, after every battle, there is a chance that you will attract subspace debris of certain traits on the battlefield and spit out a new partner. But there is no doubt that the entire utopian fleet has never seen such a thing at all. Originally, the Admiral was hopeful, but after judging on the 111th, he decisively denied the possibility of going to sea.

'We have to get the industry done first, and then we have to expand the borders. The deep sea is there, just so much, so much every month. So now let's get the industry done in two weeks, and the rest can be swayed as you like. ’

So in this good and reasonable words, the combat team fell into a state of shelf for the time being, and now they are idle in the dormitory playing mahjong.

"But then again."

Ah, the north wind.

The No. 1 planning ship, which was holding a fish bone, said and hit a north wind to go out.

"No. 111 is really capable, he has taken care of the entire town guard mansion in an orderly manner so quickly. She didn't even look at those rules, and just scrapped them. Should I say that she has a wide heart or that she has courage? ”

"Roommate should be the type who can't tolerate waste. After all, she didn't really appear in history for various reasons. ”

After all, it is not the same as the representative of tears or tragedies of our time.

Number 11o muttered and took a sip of tea.

"Breaking the restrictions of the military industry, let's start the transition to civilian machinery. Then he asked the DS-1 lady for technical reserves to use for energy reform. Should it be said that you dare to think and dare to do, or is it that fools are blessed with foolishness, and ignorance is the best? ”

"But the Admiral meant that it was enough to make everyone happy. Maybe it's because the appearance of the Hawaiian Sea has given the Admiral another hope. After all, I heard that the Admiral is a person who is very good at gambling, so for the Admiral, he may have to prepare for the next northern assault, right? That's what the enterprise account said. ”

"After all, if it really spreads, there is no way to hide it in the deep sea of the north. We're in a bit of a delicate situation......"

"Don't think about it so much."

Project Ship One glared at No. 11o with some dissatisfaction. I pushed the mahjong tiles casually, and I didn't bother to continue playing. He began to stare intently at the clouds floating in the sky. There was a slight solemn expression on her face that did not fit her character.

"Originally, it was just speculation. There is no evidence of any other intelligent deep-sea monitoring of our situation. That's just speculation in the end. ”

"Anyway, the conclusion of Enterprise and No. 111 is to try it first."

Number 11O shrugged his shoulders unobtrusively.

"To liberate the productive forces and expand the production ranks, the next thing to do is to expand the army and expand the maritime borders. It used to be just one of our fleets, then it could be two, three, five, or even more. But what about maybe they can tolerate one fleet, ten? ”

Although the word "they" is used, it is self-evident who the number 11o refers to. There are more intelligent deep-sea warships in this world, and there is more than one flagship of the northern deep-sea general.

The general flagship of the northern deep sea fell to the admiral for various reasons, and it can even be seen that the admiral's face does not even want to be disciplined, and all kinds of collaborators with the enemy betray the country and betray his teammates. But what about the rest of the deep sea? I'm afraid that the other deep seas are not as easy to talk about as the northern deep sea. At least all the known wisdom of the deep sea, the feelings for the ship's mother are eager to eat her flesh.

A simple fleet can be judged as a harassing fleet, and there is no need for a large force to encircle and suppress. But what if the productive forces are liberated and the next fleet is doubled, five, ten, or even a hundred times larger? Will they remain indifferent?

"Why did the Admiral allow you to do so much? You're not a secretarial ship again. Besides, you still don't allow the Admiral to send resources? After being poor for so many years, it's time to enjoy it, right? ”

And the northern deep sea will come tomorrow, and ask her then.

Project Ship One shrugged his shoulders and lay down on the mat, looking at the ceiling with his eyes open.

"What's more, the world is so big, whatever the Admiral wants to do, we just have to follow. As for who he commands and what he allows, I don't care at all. ”

"I only care what he thinks."

“……”

The room fell into a brief silence.

Then, a calm voice came from the corner.

"The deepest hidden Admiral Control Sister is now, do you want to capture her?"

…… It's too cold, isn't it?!

Seeing his sister gesturing a scissor hand to herself, with an indifferent look, the plan ship No. 1 wanted to open his mouth to refute something, but in the end he shook his head in frustration. Lying on the mat without any image, looking at the electric fan spinning on his head, his eyes gradually became confused.

However, the crux of the matter is, what does the Admiral think about the next deep-sea activities, the coordinates of the northern deep-sea, and this liberation of the productive forces? ’

In the face of the humming electrical appliances, all the shipwives had no clue.

"Otherwise, go swimming."

After a long silence, someone suddenly said this.

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