The harbor in the morning is covered with a thick fog that obscures the view in the distance, and even if you stand on the edge of the harbor and look out, you can't see the end of the horizon.

This feeling of being inhabited by some kind of monster behind the dense fog is always creepy, and the occasional wave crashing on the shore adds a bit of rendering to this creepy feeling.

It's just that there are some humans who are not afraid of those monsters, Rolf is one of them, he is wearing a black German military uniform, standing straight at the harbor and looking into the distance, he is waiting, although the fog obscures everything, but the sun will eventually rise, and the sun will disperse all the fog.

Rolf was quietly waiting for this moment.

"Sir, considering your injuries, it's better not to wake up so early."

Behind Rolf, his lieutenant followed, holding a cloak in his hand.

It's not summer, it's just spring, and the cold wind in the French morning is still a little unbearable.

His lieutenant wasn't very tall, and he or rather, in front of the German soldier's burly figure, which was nearly two meters tall, he looked a little short... Especially the outfit at this time was not suitable for dealing with the invasion of the cold wind, and the cold made her shrink her head.

Rolf held up his left hand, which was covered in a white bandage, and waved, indicating that he didn't need them.

His adjutant subconsciously glanced at Rolf's left hand, she had never seen this kind of wound in her life, although she was a ship lady, but strictly speaking, she was a civilian, and she had never had a record of attacking, so she had not seen many bleeding scenes, but the wound on Rolf's left hand was too strange.

The only part of the injury was the musculature in the center of the wrist, and the bones on both sides were unscathed, but even so, the doctor concluded that it was still a question whether the hand could be saved.

But the adjutant saw the ease with which Rolf's left hand moved, and even thought that the man could even pick up a gun with his left hand and shoot.

"How's the setup going at the headquarters?" Rolf asked his adjutant that this was France, and that as a German soldier, he was still a little uncomfortable resting in a French military port, after all, more than a hundred years ago, his mission here may have been to bomb this military port, not to rest and recuperate here and wait for orders.

"The whole front has entered a state of combat readiness, and they attach great importance to the information you handed in last night, and it will probably be a battle meeting for all the admirals in the near future."

"Combat meeting? It's not too late. Rolf looked at the horizon in the distance, still obscured by the endless fog, and in the thick fog he could faintly see several beautiful figures, and the waves paddling the water disappeared in the distance.

"Last night's attack attracted the attention of many admirals, and some admirals have already begun to investigate the truth of the matter, sir, the headquarters needs you to come up with a reasonable solution."

"A reasonable solution? There is no 'reasonable' solution other than to make it public. But this is something that the command will never allow, forget about it, Z13 you don't know anything. ”

Rolf turned and walked towards the harbor, the fog not dissipating, but getting thicker.

Sometimes, even if the sun rises and the fog does not dissipate, it is a cloudy day or the eve of a storm, in short, today is not a good day.

Rolf clutched his aching wounds, having already guessed that there would be an unprecedented storm today, and those who were sailing on the seas would probably have a final exercise before waiting for the storm to come.

After all, the admirals from all over the world have gathered here today, and although they have temporarily left and returned to China after yesterday's accident, there are still a considerable number of admirals and ship wives who remain here.

Fighting and showing off are things that young people like to do, and there are many such young people among the admirals.

But Rolf wasn't included, he just wanted to go back to the infirmary and beat up the old rosacea, with his left hand! Right... Then he asked him what medicine he had given himself and how to bandage it......

"Sir, is the wound alright?"

"I'm starting to regret that I didn't go to any hospital for treatment because I wrote the report." Rolf took a deep breath and exhaled, and after a few deep breaths, the pain of the wound was slightly lessened.

"That's... Doctor from USA? Are you a ship girl like me? His lieutenant followed him, asking him curiously.

Rolf glanced at his lieutenant, and to be honest, he hated the way his lieutenant looked, and given her age, her character, and her appearance, she should be in a university at this time, sitting in the library, flipping through a book, worrying about whether she would fail tomorrow's exams, or holding her doll and reading a bedtime story on the soft princess bed.

Instead of greeting the icy sea breeze and the smell of gunpowder shells every day.

"That doctor doesn't belong to the USA." Rolf corrected his adjutant's statement: "Although her prototype ship belongs to the USA, she does not belong to any party, whether it is the USA or the European Union or China, all the government organizations in the world, the town guard and the individual governor have offered her generous conditions, whether it is the resources that can be used at will, the extremely high rank and status, she has refused." ”

It was the first time that Rolf had communicated so much with his lieutenant, and the main reason was that he was unable to shoot at the shooting range because of an injury to his left hand, so there was a little time to spare.

"Is she that good?" Although she has never attacked once as an adjutant, and the man in front of her who is called the commander is only a ship's wife, she still looks forward to the heroic ships that gallop on the sea and establish brilliant achievements.

It is always the nature of a girl to like to listen to stories, and she is no exception.

"Saving people is always more important than killing, z13 you remember this sentence. Now, let's deal with yesterday's unfinished report. ”

Rolf didn't like telling her stories, and on a corner of the harbor, Rolf gave orders to his lieutenant.

"It's... Sir. She had long been accustomed to her commander's harshness and seriousness, so she saluted the commander and ran towards the temporary residence in the distance.

Rolf turned his head to look at the foggy sea, and the uneasiness began to fill like a fog.

That deep sea... What exactly are you thinking?

………………

"What the hell are you thinking?"

The Mercy glared at the Admiral, who was sitting on the hospital bed at this time, kneeling very respectfully, to pay homage to the Mercy.

"The condition of the harbor is too serious, even if the detoxification is detoxified, it is in a very weak state, it will take a long time to repair the canal, and there is not much time for us to stay here before the human cordon is completely raised, borrowing the entrance room of your hospital."

"So, you're going to take me to your town guard mansion and be a personal doctor?"

This kind of opportunity is really rare, and the opportunity for the Admiral to ask for someone is really rare.

Probably except for his ship's wife, there is no other way for him to show this appearance.

If he was injured himself, he would have pulled a lot of unnutritious words when the Mercy bandaged him, and every time the Mercy bandaged his wounds, he would always be very rude.

"Well, that's right." The Admiral nodded.

After receiving a definite answer from the Admiral, the Mercy really felt the urge to turn over the rules of the hospital and show it to the Admiral.

In fact, there are no rules for this private hospital, but as for the matter of principle, the Mercy felt the need to let this guy know.

"I'm the only doctor in this hospital, I'm gone, who will take care of the patients who come to the hospital for medical treatment?"

That's the crux of the matter.

Perhaps to get the Admiral to give up, the Mercy continued.

"At the beginning, the USA promised a lot of good conditions, what military rank and the like, I don't know what kind of military rank, just the unlimited provision of resources is enough to explain everything, other countries and the town guard is the same, do you think even my motherland USA has refused, can you offer any conditions to make me happy?"

“……”

This... It's really not easy.

In front of the Mercy, the Admiral rummaged through his pockets and looked for it, because he had been soaked in the sea water too many times, the contents of the Admiral's uniform had been damp, and finally the Admiral rummaged through his pockets and silently took out four yuan of two cents and eight cents of people's currency, and the Admiral vaguely remembered that this money was the money he had to pay for a cup of soy milk and fritters at a breakfast shop not far from the Zoshi Town Guard Mansion before he fell ill with lung cancer.

Knowing what to say, the Admiral searched in his trouser pocket, and finally took out two coins and made up six cents... Pushed in front of the Mercy.

"I remember that there is a very good steamed bun shop in Tianjing, this money is just enough to buy a cage, the taste is really good, I also learned from the steamed bun master for a few days, if you follow me, I can consider telling you the location of which steamed bun shop...... You should be invited to eat this money. ”

"Are you serious?"

"Serious ......"

"Good!" Perhaps he was so angry that the Mercy picked up the six two cents and eight cents that the Admiral had put on the bed and said, "I have taken the money you asked for the steamed bun, and I can go with you, but before that, let me strangle you!" ”

"The woman spares her life... If you are not satisfied with the steamed buns, can I scrape together some more money to buy you siu mai hang? ”

"Phew! My wife is an American! I don't like to eat Chinese food! ”

"Then I'll treat you to a KFC family bucket!!"

However, when the Admiral said this, the Mercy had already grabbed the Admiral by the collar, and regardless of whether the Admiral was sick or not, he strangled him to vent his anger.

ps: However, the stalk of steamed buns was on a book I had a long time ago, and the book was not written, so I thought it was fun to use it in this book, so we plan to play it again~~

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