Chapter Fifty-Seven: Isn't it the tradition of the ship's mother to tear before departure?

"Should I say that I am ignorant, or I simply don't know whether I live or die." Veneto held the coffee cup lightly, looking at the person who had re-put on his sister's appearance early in the morning and was in the Shura field between the pursuer and the Tianjin wind, but he didn't know how to react at all, and the corners of his mouth were slightly curved and pulled out an arc.

I know that they are so obviously expressing love, but I don't know why they are so troubled! Sure enough, should you say that you are a decent gentleman? Or is it a perfectionist? Or is it simply a lack of self-confidence?

Or is the backdoor made by Gaia still working? However, judging from the last time he built my soul, the excessive responsibility of the Type Black (being faced) and the Gold Type (being faced), even the most troublesome Type White Hollow (which has been uprooted by the night) is gone, except for the most strange and terrible Red Type sacrifice for us, there should be no trace of it, right!?

No, no, although the conclusion in his heart is that he looks like he has completely gotten rid of the backdoor program, he still vaguely feels that he has left something behind and has not thought of it, damn it, he has no clue at all, but if he goes on like this

"It's just to put more pressure on him, fools, big mackerel, pass the order down, and set off in formation!"

"No response?

"Big mackerel!?"

"Huh!? Yes! It's in! Big sister head! Looking at the panicked mackerel, Veneto reiterated the order once again.

"Tell those ship girls over there that it's time to start lining up!"

"Yes! Big sister head! The big mackerel made a non-standard military salute, and then the girl ran to the pile of Shura.

"It seems that not only does Xia 233 have a headache for me, but this little girl is also an uncomfortable guy." Seeing the stupid and cute big mackerel pounce directly into the Shura field, and after accidentally relieving someone's Shura field crisis, Veneto sighed lightly.

"Don't want to fight? Hmph, what a naïve idea. "The slightly squinted orange-red pupils exuded an inexplicable meaning." So when the choice of having to fight is directly in front of you, I look forward to what kind of choice you will make~ Big mackerel. ”

After a short period of preparation, the First Fleet, with the pursuers as the first sequence, set off, and as an advance team, they were to lay the sights for the Second Fleet (interfering?). ), to avoid killing the fleet and making unnecessary attrition.

"Should the relationship between the two of them be good? Or "watched the Tianjin wind run along the shore while watching the first fleet led by the pursuers set off, until they were no longer visible at the end of the shore, and in the process the eyes of both sides have been affectionately looking at each other (both sparks!). Not affectionate enough? It should be a harmonious appearance, if you don't pay attention to the conversation between them

"Don't sneak away when I don't want to, you stealing cat!" The pursuer gritted his teeth and looked at a silver-haired ponytail on the shore.

"Since you said I was stealing a fishy cat, how can I do it if I don't do something that a fishy cat would do?" In this regard, a silver-haired and double-ponytailed Tianjin Feng said that as a stealing cat, it is necessary to have the style of stealing a fishy cat, which made the pursuer almost bite the silver teeth.

"Hmm!!"

"Mmmmmmmm

The fierce gaze at the invisible electric light that formed in the air made the people of the Sixth Destroyer Fleet behind the pursuers feel Alexander.

"Wow! It's so interesting!! "The only thing that is interesting is probably the quirky destroyer of Shimakaze.

To be honest, this situation made me feel uneasy about the prospect from the moment I set out - could such a fleet really succeed in this assault mission? Thinking of this, I looked back at the big mackerel at the back of the line.

Very unsettling! Even if the big mackerel was jumping as lively as usual, the more I could feel the uneasiness in her heart, afraid of the battle that followed? Of course, after all, he is just a child, and it is natural that he will be afraid of fighting.

So, it's good to take down the enemy as quickly as possible before the big mackerel enters the battle, which is the only way I can think of to avoid the big mackerel from participating in the battle. But will things really be as simple as I thought they would be? I couldn't help but feel a shake in my heart.

What exactly is some of the information that Veneto is withholding?

"Are you still thinking about any meaningless things, Xia 233, on the battlefield, you will find that all the assumptions you make are useless, because the battlefield is such a cruel hell!" Veneto followed someone's worried gaze and looked behind him, and the big clear flower fish's seemingly usual behavior was reflected in the orange-red eyes, and the corners of Veneto's mouth couldn't help but pull a mocking arc at the corners of Vinetto's mouth.

"Second Fleet! Ready to go! Veneto gave the order to bring my thoughts back, and after noticing that the other shipwresses had departed, I gazed at the big mackerel that had dived into the sea with a thud, and even I didn't know what it was doing, and once again set foot on the somewhat unfamiliar sea, and headed for my destination.

The girls who are riding on the waves are moving

In the boundless sea, a little black gradually expands in our eyes, and finally even the sea water under our feet is soaked in black, which means that we have entered the territory of the deep sea.

But

"Although it is said to be a pioneer, but this is too cruel!" I smacked my tongue.

The wreckage of the deep-sea fleet floated all along the way, allowing us to travel all the way unhindered, but if I had to be honest, we were like passengers passing through Huangquan Road, which gave me a creepy feeling.

I can imagine how the deep-sea fleet at that time was finally sunk with peace of mind after suffering the brutal devastation of the gloomy pursuers (in fact, you associate yourself with your fate from the tragic situation of these deep-sea fleets!). )

"Judging from the level of these deep-sea fleets, the information given by Sister Veneto is not wrong." Bismarck said as he carefully observed the deep-sea dwelling ships. Hey, hey! When did you even call Veneto the head of the eldest sister? (Although I'm also sometimes gne!) )

"Then, that destroyer-type deep-sea habitat is sure to be in the depths of this sea!" I looked into the depths of the black sea, and the thick darkness covered everything, like a big black mouth, trying to swallow everything into infinite darkness.

The uneasiness that gradually crept over my body reminded me like a stinging reminder.

What's wrong!?