394. The brain hole is super big

The first ship construction campaign was caused by the emergency measures taken by human beings after they attacked the deep sea without their own strength.

Because the elite fleet was lost in the deep sea of the Pacific Ocean, the upper echelons of the human race, who were already mentally abnormal, immediately ordered to prepare for the next wave of deep-sea counterattacks.

Of course, to say that they are not mentally healthy is to praise them. Because of the successive victories, they generally have the illusion that the deep-sea fleet is not enough, and as a result, after being slapped in the face by the Northern Fleet, the entire high-level leaders pushed each other, and the command system was in chaos.

The first thing to be determined is the expansion of the number of ship girls. After three military expansions in just one week, countless resources have been filled, and batch after batch of ships that can be called mass-produced have appeared in the eyes of the public, and have begun to gradually replace the main responsibility of human beings in New Zealand.

Because it is due to mass production, these ship girls have not formed a deep friendship and trust relationship with the admiral, but rather a feeling of resentment.

And the big guys, whose brains have completely fallen into the panic of being counterattacked by the deep sea, have not taken enough into account of the afterglow of these.

Countless deductions, countless judgments, and repeated increases in troops and resources.

Everything is done to meet the coming end.

However, the ending makes people laugh without laughing.

The deep sea did not come.

Often as long as they hit a wave, the deep sea gushes out like a hornet's nest, but they don't come, and their attack strength is much weaker than before.

This time it completely fried the pot.

The hidden dangers that had been forcibly suppressed due to high-pressure policies have rebounded, and the entire Governor-General's Office of New Zealand has fallen into the brink of a stormy civil war, and the smell of gunpowder is everywhere.

The instigated shipwive, the careerist who sees the interests, the admiral who is dissatisfied with the status quo, and the people who are coerced. In just one year, the entire social system was almost completely destroyed, and the islands were thrown into chaos.

In the face of such a harsh situation, the old governor of the present day proposed at that time that the ship's mother was not a lifelong system, and she could be laid off and re-employed. Moreover, the gendarmerie was borrowed from Tianjing, and under the auspices of the War Wey, all the ghosts, snakes, and gods on all sides were suppressed, and the deviant battleship was pulled back by all means.

But even if it's pulled back. The situation faced by the old governor at that time was also bordering on despair.

As with every wave of layoffs, it is followed by instability and the duplication of resources and the decline in prices.

Moreover, the high-quality, high-IQ, and high-operability figure of the ship's mother was lowered in large quantities, and the original social structure of New Zealand was destroyed almost instantly.

Although the old governor has been regulating and controlling for more than ten years, the social structure has barely been maintained by interspersing and reversing each other. But such a reluctant paster also has a limit, and the old governor is really powerless against the various forces and coalitions that will rise like mushrooms after a rain.

It was impossible for him to take out and beat up the bastards who had almost died when he gave the order, and he could only barely maintain it.

As long as there are no big mistakes, then New Zealand will not care about the various forces hiding here. Moreover, the various islands also provide countless relatively independent spaces for the establishment of organizations.

I'm afraid even the old governor himself doesn't know how many islands have been lost. It has become an experimental base for various organizations. Every time New Zealand has an island census, it is intercepted by various figures, and it is up to speculation what exactly could be inside.

And with the big explosion of subspace on the edge of New Zealand a year ago, the restless psychology was instantly catalyzed, and then reached its peak after the Tianjing Conference.

Even if there is no way to prevent the semi-independence of the various towns, then what can the New Zealand townsmen who have already separated from Germany?

It's just an ant under the wheel of history.

"The Admiral has come to New Zealand—"

"It's not your Admiral, it's mine. Your name is the Governor of the Pacific. ”

"Okay, okay, this time the Governor of the Pacific is here. Not many people actually know about it. ”

Looking at No. 111 tied to the ground, Fukiyuki sat on the side and leaned on the sofa. Looking down and thinking about what happened yesterday, he whispered:

"I'm afraid the Governor of New Zealand hasn't heard from me because of some problem, and the Governor (it's the Governor!) -- The Governor came here on a purely temporary basis, and did not speak to anyone. ”

"Huh? So you mean that someone in Ruifeng and Akula has reported the news? ”

No. 111 looked at the mentally ill expression and looked at the blowing snow next to him.

Not to mention Ruifeng, who has grown up with the Admiral from childhood to adulthood, and has a deep relationship with No. 111, even if it is Akulan, it was brought out by the Admiral.

To say that the Guam town guard can betray. No. 111 swore to the sky, even if the world was overturned, the world would not be upside down.

"I don't think that's possible."

Looking at No. 111 beside him, Blowing Snow said in a serious voice:

"But if you say, if you say that they are not looking at the Admiral (it's the Governor!!) ), but has been monitoring the ship's mother, and then found the admiral? ”

“…… What do you mean? ”

A serious expression on his face in the face of Fuyuki. Number 111's eyes narrowed slightly.

"Do you mean that someone is following us, someone wants to do something with the Admiral?"

"No, it's not doing anything that is scary, it's doing nothing. Don't you think the logic is problematic? ”

There's something that can't be ignored at all.

Fuyuki lowered her head and thought, feeling that her unlucky physique might have been involved in some kind of turmoil.

From the very beginning of the boat to Tenkyo to Alaska and New Zealand, Fukiyuki feels like he can always be involved in one dark place after another.

And this time, I'm afraid the situation is a little more serious.

"The people of the land already know the admiral!! It's just three things! - Well, the Governor, and now that they know the Governor is here, why would the New Zealanders do this to you? ”

Looking at No. 111 lying on the ground, the more he analyzed, the more he felt that there was a big conspiracy in it.

It's impossible that no one has read the few telegrams that I took by myself, right? How much is also a prisoner report in duplicate, and the governor will not read?

Unless the Governor is already demented, then the so-called maintenance of world justice is at first glance a careerist's rhetoric. They are doing it without telling others.

It's so secretive, so dark, people can't help but feel that people are involved in one black curtain after another, and they can't extricate themselves at all.

"-I think it's just the two of you thinking too much, right?"

As they pondered, a slightly familiar voice came from the heads of the two of them.

"Many times it's a matter of thinking about each other, and you're not a bad person."

“……”

Listening to the voice coming from their heads, the two of them looked back together. Then they grew their mouths together and let out an astonishing scream.

"Ahh!!h

"You, how did you find here!!!!"

"Huh? What's wrong? ”

Will I give the two seniors any trouble here?

Looking at the two ship girls who were leaning behind the sofa and hugging each other in a panic, Yamato, who seemed to have calmed down, tilted his head, revealing a rather cute and confused expression. (To be continued......)

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