"It's just Class A, is the EU Governor setting such a simple task to underestimate me?"

"Salted Fish King, I'm decided."

Lying on the hospital bed, his whole body was wrapped in white gauze, and the admiral of the Brest Town Guard, who couldn't move at all, had the truest thoughts in his heart at this time.

Why didn't you control this in the first place?

It's much better to be a salted fish that has completed an activity than a soft-shelled turtle that can't advance or retreat in E4!

At least the salted fish still have the happiness of the salted fish, and the EU Governor's Office will at least give the most basic resource supply.

But if this mission is not completed, the supplies you will get in the future will be far less than at the beginning......

But fortunately, the Admiral of the Brest Town Guard Mansion still has a back hand, even if he has no resources, as born in the upper class of the European Union, he still has enough assets to support the purchase of private resources with krypton!

Although the cost is overspent, it is absolutely enough to provide the daily life of the shipwreck of the town.

One of the most important things is that it is absolutely enough to provide him with daily construction!

Therefore, the reason why the Admiral of the Brest Town Guard Mansion chose A-level for this mission is that resources are secondary, and one is that he can't save face to be a salted fish.

Living in Europe, he must show a bit of the bearing of a European boss no matter what, otherwise he will definitely be underestimated by the admirals of other town guards when he goes out.

Now what worries him is not about his own resources, but about the safety of the battleship Richelieu, who has lost news during this mission.

Richelieu is the rarest ship lady in this town guard, and she is also the strongest ship girl.

The Admiral of the Brest Town Guard usually goes to the Admiral's party, and Richelieu will always be one of the shipwives who must accompany him, because she can be said to be the proof of the Admiralty of Europe! With Richelieu, he is qualified to hold his head up in front of other European admirals, and to laugh at Africans who gamble that they can't make a boat.

Whether it is related to reputation, status, or the strongest combat force in the town, Richelieu is an indispensable existence.

He didn't care if the deep-sea roost could be killed, he just hoped that Richelieu, who was surrounded by two perch her, would be safe and sound!

The Admiral of the Brest Town Guard immediately began to contact Richelieu, who was far away in the Atlantic, through the Soul Network.

He exhaled as he caught Richelieu's faint soul fluctuation.

"Richelieu? How are you doing now? Will I be able to return to Hong Kong? ”

He asked Richelieu in a frightened tone...

Richelieu's soul fluctuations still exist, which means that she is still alive... It seems that it should be the big break protection that has played a role.,The ship mother exists in this world when she is dying.,The last line of defense.,As long as the admiral is not rashly aggressive.,Relying on this line of defense.,The ship mother generally won't sink.。

It's the same this time.

"Mention... Admiral ......"

When Richelieu's voice came from the soul network, he didn't have time to rejoice, but he felt that Richelieu's mouth wanted to be stuffed with something strange.

"Did something happen?"

"Mention... Admiral... I felt like I was going to die. Richelieu said hesitantly.

Dead?

Could it be...

This is the worst outcome for him, which is to be captured and tortured by the deep sea...

The example of the ship's mother being caught and tortured by the deep sea is not without in history... The deep sea at the level of Qi Ji and Qi Ghost has long possessed wisdom no less than that of humans, and unlike those low-level deep seas, it is a group of machines that only know how to kill.

How rare is Richelieu imprisoned by those deep seas? And he was punished!

"Richelieu... I'll save you right away! ”

The Admiral of the Brest Town Guard didn't care that he had a large amount of plaster tied to his body, and when he was just about to sit up from the bed, the cold touch spread from behind him, making him shiver.

In the network of his soul, a strange fluctuation appeared silently.

"I don't think that's going to be possible."

"Who are you?!" The Admiral of the Brest Town Mansion felt an inexplicable coldness spread throughout his body at the sudden appearance of the existence in the soul network, almost like a poisonous snake wrapped around his neck that was about to kill you at any moment.

"It's not the most important thing, it's important... The life of your precious battleship is in my hands. ”

The voices that sounded in the soul network made it impossible to judge men and women at all.

Because the noise was so loud that it was completely indistinguishable from the sound of an old radio, it was unbearable.

Deep sea?

Kidnapping the deep sea of Richelieu?

The Admiral could only think of the person who was talking to him now, the legendary Oni and Eihime-level deep-sea dwelling ships that ruled the side.

He felt strange now, coming face-to-face with a monster who could easily crush him with the touch of a finger, and it made him have to tense every nerve.

"So what do you want to do?" He had never had any communication with the deep sea, let alone the deep sea at the level of Qi Ji and Qi Ghost, and even if he did, it was just in the smoke of war, looking up at the deep sea Qi Ji who stepped on the ruins and looked down on all of them.

"I'm a good talker... There are just a few small requests. ”

Very talkative?

If the deep sea is very talkative, humans will not be forced into that situation in the first place, in the impression of any human being, the deep sea is a group of brutal monsters, they don't seem to understand what communication is.

But he felt very fortunate that he seemed to have encountered a different deep sea.

"What requirements?"

"Resources, steel, oil, ammunition, aluminum, these four resources, as for the quantity... About 30,000 for each item is enough. ”

Three... Thirty thousand? Why don't you grab it!! Hearing this amount, the Admiral of the Brest Town Guard almost didn't have a mouthful of blood sprayed on the wall!

Although 30,000 is not much, with the assets he has accumulated over the years, it is barely enough to make up 30,000 resources by smashing pots and selling iron! But after making it up, his big construction plan basically declared bankruptcy, and he won't think about big construction in the next few years!

This means that he will never be able to produce a good ship in the next few years, and he will not be able to happily dry the boat to mock those Africans in the future.

This is the absence of one of life's great pleasures.

"Why so many resources?" When he asked this sentence, he suddenly realized that he was not talking nonsense!

Deep-sea habitat ships also need supplies... Maybe there is a deep-sea perching ship manufacturing factory hidden somewhere, and as soon as such a large number of resources are given, there will be a vast amount of deep sea gushing out, and there will be a sea battle that will sweep the whole world again!

But the other party's reply almost made the admiral of the Brest Town Mansion spit out a mouthful of old blood again.

"To resist Europe and aid Africa, you can also use the word robbing Europe and Africa, and you should donate these resources to the Red Cross and use them to help those poor African compatriots."

Compatriots, your sister!

I'm a native of Europe! Eighteen generations of ancestors are orthodox French people living in this land, and they have nothing to do with those Africans?

The Admiral of the Brest Town Guard never imagined that this deep sea would know about this classist gap in human society......

In the end, for the sake of his dream of building a big building, the admiral of the Brest town guard used the ugly trick that Europeans had always used, that is, pretending to be Africans who always complained that Dajian could not be shipped......

"I'm an African, and now the poor in the town guard can't open the pot." Seeing that this deep sea didn't seem to be as brutal as he imagined, he quickly explained.

"Africans have Richelieu?"

"Walked shit luck out of a while!"

"Then I heard you have Tirpitz?"

Where did you hear that? The Admiral of the Brest Town Guard Mansion didn't remember that there was a strong ship like Tilbitz in his town guard, but there was one in the town guard next door.

And this sentence also poked at his pain, Tirbitz couldn't gamble no matter how he gambled, is it really because of nationality?

"I don't have Tirpitz......"

"And what about Andrei?"

"There is no ...... either"

"Lion?"

"This strong man, no, chivalrous, no... Hero, yes, this hero, I don't have any ship but a Richelieu. He was about to cry.

These names are a pain in his heart... Listening to the Chinese from the soul network, he minored in the Chinese department during college, and found several titles in a row, and finally found a suitable name to say.

"So for my poor sake, can you have fewer resources?"

In the course of the conversation, he even forgot that he was talking to the deep sea, but to an admiral like him.

"But you have Richelieu."

This sentence completely choked all the words he wanted to say in his throat, and he couldn't advance or retreat at all.

"Is there Richelieu or what African... Well, but I can consider bringing you back to Africa..."

The voice in the soul network lowered his voice and whispered.

"If you don't get together 30,000 resources to get to the last place where Richelieu appears today, then tomorrow you will see fifty pieces of steel, sixty barrels of oil, and sixty pieces of ammunition delivered to your desk!"

Just like the judgment of death, his last hope was destroyed!

Fifty pieces of steel, sixty barrels of oil, sixty pieces of ammunition.

This is exactly what is available to Richelieu after its dissolution......

PS: Good felling... In fact, every day, I watched the bigwigs in each group drying the boats, and then watched their resources rise by hundreds of thousands and hundreds of thousands every day, and they ran an expedition by themselves to death all day long, and at most hundreds of resources increased... So I always feel that it's not a game at all (pounding the ground), and sure enough, the ship girl's game is divided into African version and European version?