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22OO, Tianjing regular berthing port A-14 area

"Please pay attention to the boats in the direction of the New Zealand Town Warden, and please step by step to get into place under the instructions of the tugboat ahead. For the safety of you and your ship's mother, please refrain from doing too much activity. ”

A sweet female voice echoed through the room. As the helmsman, the Bismarck stared vigilantly at the swaying signals ahead, constantly adjusting the posture of his ship. Aim for the smoothest way to glide to the port of anchorage for the next week's meeting.

As a regular army, they have a more complex set of formal processes. Unlike the guerrillas who have been semi-detached from human society, as the admiralty army under the jurisdiction of the Orthodox Governor's Office, they have relatively good treatment. Although many people feel that this is the price of freedom, this situation is also a matter of opinion.

Since the defeat of the last Combined Fleet, the Governor's Office as an official force has become less and less competent. This official port is also getting much colder.

In the past, it should have been full of official ships, but today, except for the new ships of the Governor-General of New Zealand, there are only three or two big cats and kittens left in other ports. Instead, it was a bright light near the harbor of a single fleet in the distance.

"It's really the world is declining, and people's hearts are not ancient. It's all a bunch of unorganized and undisciplined people. ”

Look at the brightly lit harbor in the distance. The middle-aged man snorted coldly.

As one of the Governors of the New Zealand Town Guard, he still has a little envy for these undisciplined and scattered personnel.

You don't have to worry about any official orders, you don't have to worry about the overall situation, what kind of deep sea is not fighting, you wander around committing crimes and watching the sky eat. The human cities are also happy to provide a variety of resources for these salvaged rare items, or directly from the headquarters to mobilize supplies according to their exploits. To put it simply, it's a lot looser.

But for the garrison admiral of the town guard mansion. This kind of free admiral is undoubtedly glaring. Although it is said that it is very good to eat the imperial food, but that kind of free life is also worth yearning for.

Although the town guard and the governor protected the harvest during the drought and flood, he still had no freedom relatively speaking.

"This kind of free and loose person should be educated. What is called organization, and what is called joint operations. You say yes, right? Yamato? ”

The man said with a natural expression.

“……”

But what was puzzling was that he didn't hear the usual reply.

"Yamato?" The man looked back with some confusion, and the girl he had always trusted was looking blankly at the dark port in the distance, as if she was feeling something.

"Yamato? What are you looking at over there? ”

"Huh? Ah, nothing ......"

Facing the man's somewhat puzzled gaze, the girl with a single ponytail seemed to have just woken up from a dream. A weak smile hung on his face, and he smiled and waved his hand. He told the admiral of his house that there was nothing wrong with him.

"You're all right, are you? I've been looking at what you've been thinking since the ghost ship, what's wrong? ”

"Maybe it's just a little rest......"

The girl smiled apologetically.

She couldn't tell what she was feeling.

Ever since I directly felt the subspace aura of that black ship girl that night, the whole person's spirit seemed to have begun to have some kind of abnormal feeling. It was as if something had been calling her from afar, creating some kind of wonderful connection.

If anything, it's like some wonderful telepathy between sister ships. But it was precisely because of this that the Yamato felt a little incomprehensible.

Because this kind of thing never exists in my memory.

Although the girl also admitted that she was a sister ship, it was Yamato who felt a little panicked. She doesn't have this sister's memory at all. I didn't really care much about it before, but after connecting with a special feeling. The more intense the shadow becomes.

It's not like she didn't ask Musashi, who is also a Yamato-type, but even Musashi can't tell what this feeling is. Because Musashi doesn't have that feeling of palpitations at all.

"If you're not in good health, rest more, and there will be no war in the future."

The middle-aged man didn't suspect anything, but nodded and walked off the bridge.

Unlike the idle admirals who are completely handed over to the ship's mother, as the famous and surnamed admiral of the New Zealand Town Warden, he must report and review at the front. Confirm that it is him who can do it. Otherwise, it is easy to cause great trouble.

And looking at the back of the middle-aged man leaving, Yamato sighed slightly. The Musashi beside him waved his hand under the slightly concerned gaze, indicating that there was nothing wrong with him.

"I ......"

Yamato opened her mouth, and just as she wanted to say something, a feeling of palpitations suddenly grabbed her heart.

The heartbeat suddenly skipped a beat.

Moment. As if sensing something, Yamato subconsciously covered his heart and set his eyes on a more distant place.

'Over there?' ’

Yamato thought secretly in his heart.

That's right, it's like that. It's like the whole heart is hanging, a sense of eager and irresistible anticipation. Looking at the pitch-black mountains in the distance, she could fully feel the aura gradually approaching.

Something is approaching, sensing someone nearby. I was able to capture that familiar breath completely. The whole body trembled with some kind of joy.

It's like a goodbye loved one is about to appear.

"Here we are."

Facing the light of the car lights gradually appearing on the distant mountain road, Yamato subconsciously muttered.

On the winding mountain road about three kilometers away from the port, a huge black RV gradually bypassed the shady corner, and drove along the road with its headlights on.

The black girl sitting in the co-pilot's seat looked up almost at the same time as Yamato's gaze, and looked strangely at the bridge of the ship moored in the harbor. It was just a moment to catch the flushed figure.

"Huh?"

Looking at the slightly excited Yamato, the black girl tilted her head in confusion. (To be continued!)

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