On the ocean, on the artificial ship that is the command ship, a group of generals wearing white admirals uniforms are arguing over whether to send troops to rescue them. They all seemed to have dementia, forgetting that if they quarreled here for one more minute, the more dangerous the trapped troops would be, and it was estimated that when the quarrel was over, even if they decided to send troops to rescue, all the corpses were recovered.

Of course, maybe some people just have this idea in mind, and follow a procrastination trick.

Looking at such chaos, Nanjo Masamune, who was mixed in the white navy uniform, but was wearing a black security uniform, showed a hint of teasing smile on his face.

He knew that the reason why everyone was arguing here and couldn't make up their minds was because Lieutenant General Lei Xiao, who was the commander-in-chief of the battle, did not express his position.

Nanjo Masamune looked at Lieutenant General Lei Xiao, who was silent at the head of the seat, and let the others quarrel against him, and he also sat up resolutely. Those who asked for support thought that the lieutenant general had not made a decision, but they did not know that he did not speak, but in fact he expressed his opinion.

Nanjo Masamune had heard Lei Xiao's comments and knew that this general was a dead brain, but he was by no means a person who did not take responsibility, he knew very well that his mistakes had been made, and he was thinking about the future.

He wasn't thinking about the punishment he would receive for his defeat, but he probably put all the blame on his own shoulders, because if he didn't, his teacher would suffer.

Weighing the current situation and going to the rescue, maybe all the troops will be put into it, so that the rear defense line will be unstable and the embankment will collapse for thousands of miles. If you don't go, you will lose the vanguard, but the main force is still there, and there are still fights.

So how to choose, Lei Xiao has already thought about it.

If he doesn't keep quiet and doesn't issue orders, this quarrel will definitely not have a result, as for the performances of other jumping clowns, Nanjo Masamune has no intention of watching, to be honest, he looks down on these people from the bottom of his heart.

sneered in his heart, but Nanjo Masamune did not forget his mission, he did not come to the northern line this time to simply see the joke, on the contrary, he really came to help the fist.

Looking at the time, he felt that it should be about the same, because of the geographical location of the northern line, if the casualties are too large, it will be easy to break the muscles and bones. And in the fleet that acts as the vanguard, there are still many real talents and powerful ship girls, and it would be a pity to consume them here casually.

Brush pull.

Nanjo Masamune stood up from his chair, and this movement naturally attracted the attention of the other admirals and colonels around, even Vice Admiral Lei Xiao.

Such a reaction is not surprising, the identity carried by Guy Nanjo Masamune is too sensitive, the trial guard of the third trial guard of the trial organ. If you have to make an analogy, in people's impressions, the Judge Guard is probably similar to the nature of the Jinyi Guard of a certain dynasty, of course, this organization is not so notorious for officials and not for the people.

In the face of Lei Xiao's silent inquiry, Nanjo Masamune bowed respectfully, which was regarded as a salute: "Ladies and gentlemen, since it is inconvenient for you to carry out the operation, can you hand over the rescue matter to your subordinates?"

As soon as these words came out, those officers and colonels stopped arguing, and they all looked at Nanjo Masamune and threw out two questions.

The first: "Do you have a way?" ”

Second: "Have you sent the troops of the Guards, and how many men do you have?" ”

Nanjo Masamune nodded at first, which was kind of an answer to the first question, and then-

"Four." He stretched out his hand and compared the number, still with that polite, but cold smile: "Add me." ”

"What a joke."

"Maniac!" But the general who blurted out like this seemed to quickly remember the identity of the other party, and quickly shrank his head and kept silent, but he still scolded the other party in his heart.

No, if only 4 people could do it, they were still arguing.

Even Lieutenant General Lei Xiao, who had been sitting there pretending to be dumb, couldn't listen to such awesome words: "Military affairs, Hugh is talking nonsense, Your Excellency just takes care of your own supervisory duties." ”

For the trial guards, there must be fear, but most of them are aimed at violations of rules and disciplines, and in terms of real military affairs, it is not the turn of a person from a judicial organ to intervene.

Nanjo Masamune didn't care about Lieutenant General Lei Xiao's very shameful words, he smiled and said: "I'm sorry, maybe you misunderstood what I meant, I didn't ask for your consent, as a judge of the guard, I can freely carry out the power of action without hindering military affairs, I just inform you of this action in a moral sense." ”

For a while, the people present looked at me and I saw that you were speechless, only Lieutenant General Lei Xiao waved his hand and gave an eviction order dissatisfied: "Listen to you." ”

Nanjo Masamune owed, then met a pair of snowy eyes in the crowd, nodded at him, and left with a flick of his cloak.

Soon after, a louder argument erupted in the direction behind him, but this was no longer what he needed to care about, and for those boring and useless mediocre people, it was only worthy of twittering and slandering behind his back.

Nanjo Masamune walked all the way forward, bypassing the guards on duty, and came to the side of the cargo hold, where three shipwives dressed like him were already waiting for him.

"Are you ready to go, Masamune-sama, people are so bored." Montana, who wore a double ponytail hairstyle, was still the same, and when he saw someone, he immediately rushed over and grabbed Nanjo Masamune's arm.

"Ah, it's time for these idiots, and everyone else, to remember the names of our Nightmare Troop." Nanjo Masamune said.

"Yay!"

But Montana was the only one who responded so cheerfully, and it was clear that her other two teammates were not in high spirits.

Montana turned her head in displeasure at their lack of cooperation and stared at the rear. I saw that one of them was a McRoss who couldn't lift anything, but only muttered "Admiral, Admiral" over and over again, and the other was a woman with half of her prosthetic limbs unloaded, as calm as water. As if she had been reborn in the flames, she abandoned the name she used to call Yamato, and for the sake of convenience, let's call her Mizuki (the name used before inheriting the name of the ship's mother).

"Hey, you two are a little motivated, don't hold me back." Montana opened his little tiger teeth and pointed to the other party's nose and said.

But the results were minimal.

Microse was still there wandering in the world, and Shui Yue had already passed the age of boiling blood, she gently rubbed the hilt of the knife hanging from her waist with her remaining right hand, and said, "Don't worry, when I get to the battlefield, I will definitely do my best." ”

"Cut." Montana pursed her lips disdainfully.

Seeing that the three of them were not getting along, Nanjo Masamune didn't care much, he just made a subtle round: "It's not early, let's hurry up and go, I'll wait for good news here." ”

"Oh, I'll be able to easily get rid of those junk habitats and bring back the useless waste, and then will Masamune-sama be able to accompany me on a date."

"That depends on the outcome." Nanjo Masamune held his jaw with his hand, looked away, and said with an appetite.

"Come on, little ones!" Montana, who had found the momentum, picked up the ship's suit at once, and then jumped off the ship with a puff, and the other two shipwives were ready to leave, although they were not as noisy as her.

Seeing the white hair turn around, Nanjo Masamune suddenly stopped her.

"Maxrose, come on."

The girl froze: "When...... Be able to see ...... He. ”

"Come on, I promise you, after this battle, he will know where you are and come to meet you."

“……”

McRose didn't speak again, instead choosing to keep up with Montana and Aoi, not noticing that it was-

That moment was revealed behind him, and the young officer had a serpent-like smile on his face. (To be continued.) )