Chapter Seventy-Two: Is It Okay to Take Salted Fish When the Resources Are Gone?

In the morning, seagulls hover in the sky, and then swoop down one by one, catching fresh fish from the undulating waves and sending them to their bellies.

It was supposed to be a normal and peaceful day for the seagulls, but today it was a little different.

Because... An alien intruder invaded their rightful territory, and an eagle that was not above the ocean spread its wingspan, stretched out its claws several times faster than those seagulls, and snatched the largest fish swimming on the surface of the water, and then flew into the sky and disappeared.

The seagulls looked at the back of the intruder and had no intention of resisting, not even relieved that it did not see itself as a target.

In this sea, the eagle is an absolute predator, it does not belong to this sea, but it has lived here for three whole years, the eagle's wings crossed the clouds, and a small island appeared in the distance, and with its vision it could faintly see the metal structure on the island, it hovered over the man-made structure for a moment, and then swooped down towards a balcony, and in the process of diving, it threw the prey it had caught into the iron box that had already been filled with seawater.

Then he flailed his wings again, and in a graceful arc, he stopped on the slender arm of a young girl.

The eagle tilted his head and looked around, the layout of this place was out of step with the building itself, the building that had been like a steel fortress was arranged on its balcony as if a nobleman was about to have a leisurely afternoon tea.

And the girl sitting on the balcony is indeed as elegant as a nobleman... Her appearance was so young that it even made one wonder if her slender, white arms could withstand the sharpness of the raptor's claws.

"Well done, Italy." The girl stretched out her hand and brushed the feathers on its body, and then waved her arms sharply, and the eagle named Italy once again spread its wings and disappeared into the clouds.

Listening to the sound of the fresh fish still jumping and struggling in the iron box, the girl first put down the idea of adding sugar to the coffee on the table, and tapped the porcelain plate under the coffee cup with a spoon.

"Litorio, can you cook a little bit of the silver cod that Italy brought back? But be careful not to make Italian-style cod, I'm getting tired of eating it. ”

Although she looked extremely young in appearance, the maturity revealed in her words and deeds was not a disguise, and she placed the black gloves on her hands on the table, waiting for breakfast to arrive.

"Sister Veneto, although I also want to change my taste... However, I only cook Italian food. ”

In the room behind the balcony came a woman who looked much more mature than her, both in age and size, but she still called the girl sitting at the table her sister.

This kind of sisterhood with a very big sense of disobedience is a very normal thing for ship girls, ship girls don't have to worry about aging, everything about them is fixed at the moment of their birth, whether it is figure or appearance.

"It's... Is it? Then let's take this fish for now, how about a dessert for breakfast today? ”

The girl who was called Veneto, after hearing her sister's helpless speech, was stunned for a moment, and decisively avoided the matter of Italian cuisine, and then found something else to replace it.

"Sister... You've eaten all the desserts since the last supply, and you've actually eaten all the desserts on the supply log that day. If you hadn't asked the Admiral to bring us a dozen crates of coffee, we might have had to drink plain water this month. Litorio looked at the black coffee on her sister's table, which was more important than her life, and she didn't forget to have a drink even when she struck again.

Click.

When he heard the fact that the dessert had already been consumed, and that it couldn't be crueler, the spoon that Veneto was holding in his hand to stir the coffee cup shattered instantly, and there was a slight gap in the cup.

But even so, the white-haired Lori still maintained her elegance, and turned her head to ask her sister with a smile.

"That's... What about the rest? Only... Isn't there a little left? ”

"Do you want dried salted fish?" Litorio didn't know where to take out a cardboard box, on which was written a paragraph in English made・in・China "The Admiral specially imported it back from China, I heard that the shelf life is very long, and all of them were specially shipped over, and there are more than ten boxes, which are also small snacks in China, or sister, do you take this to make do?" ”

Dried salted fish?

Veneto didn't have any appetite at all just by smelling the salty smell from the cardboard box, originally under the blue sky, holding a cup of black tea in his hand, looking at the flowering mountains and forests in the distance, feeling the feeling of the warm and warm sun shining on his skin... This elegant and comfortable life is the ideal life for Veneto!

And what's going on with that pile of salted dried fish? I haven't seen it yet, just smelling the salty smell, the artistic conception that was originally as elegant as the medieval aristocracy was suddenly destroyed and there was no scum left!

The feeling of this dry sore's touching the whole body......

"Don't! Absolutely not. Veneto angrily slammed her hand on the long table, but fortunately she controlled her strength, otherwise the long table would have become useless pieces: "This is definitely not something that people can eat, absolutely not!" My dear sister, for the sake of your sister and your spending so many years with you, can't you think of anything normal to eat? In addition to Italian food. ”

Maybe she specializes in Italian cuisine, and her sister's last words made Litorio feel a little angry, but Litorio, who has always had a milder personality, did not refute her sister, she just wanted her sister to realize something.

"Sister, this is the most frontier of the human sea! The front line against the deep sea, although now the traces of the deep sea have begun to gradually disappear, and the attacks are becoming less and less, so there are only two people left in this fortress, my sister and you, and at this front line, it is impossible to want any desserts and such perishable food supplies. ”

This island was once the territory of the deep sea, and it was only with their lives that humans and ship girls fought for their lives to find a lonely boat in the dark currents of the deep sea, and built it into a steel fortress that could stand above this torrent.

Many years ago, the sky here was shrouded in dark clouds all the time, and it was not seagulls hovering in the sky, but carrier-based aircraft in the deep sea, on the beach, the bones piled up in the deep sea could be built into an insurmountable wall, which was once the front line of the struggle between humans and ship mothers against the deep sea, and it was also the place where the most frequent battles occurred.

The shipwresses stationed here are all the best of the best.

Now that the deep sea has retreated, the ship girls who once left footprints here basically have the title of hero ships, and they left this fortress alive, and the only ones left are Veneto and Litorio.

"I understand what you said, a few years ago I stayed here to fight, but now I haven't touched a deep sea for more than ten days, and even if I do, I will immediately turn around and run, there is no point in me staying here at all." Veneto finally couldn't hold back the resentment of many years and continued: "The old man has put me here for so many years, and he is not afraid that I will run away with others. ”

"Admiral, he should have his own ideas."

"I don't care what he thinks, it's been a long time since I've eaten cake and chocolate with cream, and if it weren't for the coffee, I would have gone to the old man for a theory."

Listening to his sister's complaints, Litorio didn't know how to refute them, both of them were famous battleships in history, and at the same time, while they were powerful, the consumption was not something ordinary admirals could afford, but this was a very simple thing for Litorio's admirals.

Because of the deep-sea attack, the mafia, which had been dormant in Italy, became prevalent again, and the Admiral of Litorio was the godfather-level figure of the Italian Mafia organization, and Veneto, who followed the Admiral in the early days, even if she was a ship girl, was also quite famous among the Italian Mafia.

It's exactly the same as the eldest sister.,If it weren't for the ship's reluctance to get involved in political and political issues.,It can be said that if the admiral dies.,Maybe it's Veneto who inherits the family business.。

Veneto's indifferent attitude to the world is not a disguise, even if she is young in appearance, she can't deny that she has the talent of leadership, but she is such an excellent ship, but the admiral let her go on an expedition for a full few years.

Litorio wanted to say something to defend the Admiral, but in her soul network, a long-lost voice, the Admiral's voice, appeared.

After a moment of listening with her hand to her ear...

"Sister......

"Ah, I know." Veneto put down the coffee cup that he had already drunk.

"Intercepting transport ships near this area is the last mission, isn't it? Old man? ”

Veneto asked his admiral for the first time in a long time.

When she had received an affirmative answer, she put on her black leather gloves, stood up and pushed the door open.

"Let's go, my sister, and go on our last mission."

"Sister, don't be impulsive, mention... The admiral said that he was just going to investigate, and it was best to drag the other party down, and please report that there seems to be a deep sea at the level of Qi Ji. "

"Anyway, if I rescue that Mercy, the mission will be completed, and when I go back to Italy, I will ask the old man why I have been hanging on this island for so many years."

Veneto stepped out of the fortress and stepped on the surface of the sea, looking at the huge black shadow looming in the distance, the ship's suit, unfurled behind her.

"Veneto-class battleships ... Sortie! ”

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