"Motherf * cker, if you can do it, then go ahead." Tyrbitz said.
Brother Chennan was actually quite capable. Her main cannon could shoot up to 80 kilometers with the rocket extended range ammunition. If she used the extended range guided ammunition, she could hit the deep-sea battleship with the first hit.
However, it was useless. Modern main cannons were all thin-skinned and high-explosive shells, mainly used for ground support and small ships. Although they could clean the upper structure of the battleship, they could not penetrate any important parts.
Moreover, this wasn't a cliché pretentious face-smacking novel. Why did he have to add scenes? He had to pretend to be an aircraft carrier and scam some commission. Wasn't it good?
As time went by, Bismarck's strategy of dragging the enemy gradually took effect. The Deep Sea Fleet was divided into several parts. The fastest destroyer and the slowest battleship were fifteen nautical miles apart.
Under the command of the chief flagship, the fleet of the Guardian's Residence No. 199 adjusted to a single vertical formation. All the cannons were aimed at the starboard side and fired at the enemy ships with all their might.
The deep-sea ship ladies who lacked intelligence still charged forward and took the initiative to give the perfect T-formation. The destroyer at the front was beaten up by the main guns of various calibers and quickly sank to the bottom of the sea.
Above the sea where artillery fire was flying, the Pastoral Eagle was still flying slowly in circles, as if nothing had happened, as if it was not a member of the battlefield.
Other than breaking the legs of two deep-sea warships with torpedoes at the beginning, Brother Chennan did not do anything else after that. He just watched the show and occasionally reported the dispatching information of the Deep Sea Fleet.
Prince Eugen had just destroyed half of the base ammunition and was urgently cleaning up the remnants of the cannon barrel. She stood on the deck and looked up.
"Why does it feel like there's an aircraft carrier…Isn't it the same as not having an aircraft carrier?" Ou Gen's doubts were also shared by the other ship ladies.
There was no air support for a long time, and there were no carrier aircraft around the Deep Sea Fleet. Bismarck felt a headache.
When she exchanged letters with her friends in Europe, she often heard a lot of interesting things about being scammed by mercenaries, such as…
"Master Flagship, bad news! The aircraft carrier that we hired for 1,000 aluminum fired its 356mm main cannon the moment the battle started!”(referring to the air battleships such as Hyuga and Ise)
Another example was…
"Master Flagship, we spent 1,000 aluminum to hire an aircraft carrier, but she didn't let go of the plane and insisted on using the secondary cannon to kill us!”(referring to the Count of Zeppelin, his wife's sister-in-law, and other powerful aircraft carriers with secondary cannons)
The carrier lady's obsession with aluminum was unimaginable. Even if it was to fight for the Guardian's Residence, she had to save as many planes as possible.
Mercenaries were meant to make money, so they couldn't possibly lose money. Often, these aircraft carrier mercenaries would choose to slack off to save on aluminum resources.
Bismarck had also sent a seaplane to take a look. Brother Chennan had indeed completed his mission and destroyed two deep-sea battleships. Then…She wouldn't work anymore!
"These greedy aircraft carriers, hmph."
In the following battle, no one criticized Brother Chennan even though he was blatantly slacking. Completing the mission was his duty, and going beyond the mission was his friendship. Obviously, there was no relationship between the two sides.
Bismarck also knew that if he didn't turn this aircraft carrier into one of his own, he couldn't expect it to fight with all its strength.
After seven hours of fierce fighting, the Deep Sea Fleet was finally wiped out at night. It was also time for Brother Nan and the 199th Guardian's Residence to part ways.
"I heard that you came out to work for the sake of the ship girl in your family! Strength! Work." Tirpitz deliberately emphasized the word hard work and then said,"My sister has decided to give you an extra reward. Go back and let the children eat their fill.”
As she spoke, she took out four resources from her Dimensional Pocket, 750 each. This way, Brother Chennan's reward for this trip would be doubled, a total of 1,000 resources.
Tirpitz's expression wasn't too good. This aircraft carrier lady was clearly slacking off, but in order to win her over, she had to pay double the commission.
Brother Chennan suddenly became depressed."To tell you the truth, my child is seriously ill. When she moves, the chimney will emit black smoke. The range is bigger than the smoke generator of a destroyer. As soon as she goes out, she is laughed at by the children around her…Wuwuwuwu ~"
Tirpitz heaved a long sigh and thought, You should be more professional even if you act pitiful. There aren't even a drop of tears.
The Z35 destroyer seemed to be moved and took out its precious Quick Repair Bucket.
Brother Chennan almost couldn't continue acting because he was shocked. Z35 was obviously the character of Ship B, but he took out the repair bucket of Ship R from his Dimensional Pocket.
"That's enough. You even lied to a child's repair bucket.”Tirpitz stopped Z35.
Bismarck: " Happy cooperation. We have another mission in half a month. I hope you can come and help. The commission won't be bad for you.”
Brother Nan: " Thank you. The things are very good. The shop owner is very good. The customer service is very serious. I will come again to cheat people."”
None of them were fools. They were both mature ship girls. One wanted to rope them in, while the other wanted to cheat them of resources. Both sides understood each other's thoughts very well, but they had a tacit understanding to continue and wait for the subsequent development.
On the morning of the third day, Brother Chennan returned to his Guardian's Residence No. 233 with a full load of resources.
It was still the same desolate and dead silence. After seeing the bustling scene of other people's houses, it was inevitable that he would feel a little disappointed when he returned. However, he could not give up. One day, he would become rich.
There wasn't much snow at the entrance of the construction room. During Brother Nan's absence, Comrade Funa, who was alone at home, often went out to look for food. Although there were no resources to absorb nutrients, roasting animals to eat could make her feel full and temporarily forget about hunger.
"Sister Nan, you're finally back. Look! This is my new friend." Funa was holding something furry in her hands. It was an Arctic rabbit.
" You'd better not keep a pet. You'll kill this rabbit…" Brother Chennan took out the resources and also did a life test on the Arctic Rabbit.
Funa didn't seem to mind. Anyway, catching this rabbit was to relieve loneliness. Now that Sister Nan was back, she would eat this cute rabbit.
Brother Nan: " Bunnies are so cute. How cruel would it be to eat them? Do you have cumin?"”
Being in the North Pole, Brother Nan couldn't find any spices that he was familiar with. He could only sprinkle some gunpowder on the rabbit and smear it with fuel. For the ship lady, this method of handling it was already very tasty.
There was clearly a large amount of resources piled up at the side, but the two ship ladies did not touch them first. Instead, they finished eating the roasted rabbit together.
"Oh my god, it smells so good!"
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