Looking for the lost ship girl

Seagulls landed on the pier, running around and pecking.

The little Loli tiptoed over and suddenly let out a loud roar, which made the seagulls flap their wings and fly away.

Why are there so many people on the pier?

A few small submarines had just finished diving and climbed up the steps leading from the pier into the sea. They saw many people standing there, puzzled. Aren't they ready to eat?

The Italian little lolita lined up neatly, sitting on top of the high container, with their legs dangling in the air.

Enterprise leans on the pole wrapped with loops of hemp rope, and his straight legs are folded together, which is extremely sexy.

The town government is the worst. Bumblebee is wearing a bikini and walking on slippers from the beach to the pier. Her blond ponytail is wet. She holds a water gun in one hand and a big inflatable B-25 in the other. Today she and Xiaoluo are again Li had a water fight all afternoon and found a familiar figure from behind.

"Sister Enterprise, why are you here?"

"come and play."

The company turned around and glanced at his hopelessly stupid sister, who was reluctant to borrow the B-25 for even a short while. She had to make an offer with three chapters and make repeated guarantees, and turned her attention back to the sea. I saw Veneto and Roma conducting exercises under the orange sunset. The battle was heating up, and pillars of water rose into the sky.

Hood had not asked for trouble for several days, and he felt a little empty for some reason. Hearing the roar of artillery fire, Bismarck came to the dock from the training room. She frowned and looked at the sea: "Who is Veneto practicing with?"

"Rome." Su Gu briefly explained the cause and effect, and mentioned something maliciously - the elder sister was jealous of the younger sister, so she got into a fight.

Missouri and Su Gu stood side by side, shaking their heads constantly: "Hard, Veneto is too cruel, that's her sister, and she shows no mercy at all."

Missouri's words spoke the thoughts of everyone present.

Nagato watched silently, wondering how long he could survive Veneto's attack. His face turned pale at the thought, and no, he probably wouldn't be able to survive now. You must show off your energy. The scorching sun is not a problem. You must train harder, otherwise you will never be able to catch up.

On the one hand, the training level has reached the limit. Even if it is not equipped with MK6 armor-piercing bullets, the twenty-three guns are not so undeserved. I spent a lot of time in the combat group and attacked a lot. Unfortunately, my level of training was not that easy to improve, and the equipment was just like that. When the sun was mostly under the sea, Veneto won easily.

Bismarck crossed his arms and she judged: "Veneto wins."

The Italian little lolita jumped off the container one by one. Camicchia said: "It's time to eat. I'm going to starve to death. The eldest sister is the best in the world, and the second sister is not good at all."

Kirov put his right hand on Tashkent's head. When the girl looked at her, she shook her head.

Proof of the friendship between the German and British families, Leipzig, Jade and the enterprising sisters were whispering and talking about something. In the end, Jade was not afraid of death. She held the camera and took several photos in a row. She will definitely win the championship in the next Sichuan Show Photography Competition. .

Indeed, Roma is sitting on the sea with her head raised, Veneto is standing in front of her with a 381 cannon, and the background is the sea level and half a red sun. This scene is really like a world-famous painting.

Since guests are coming, the dinner will naturally be more sumptuous, but that’s it, there’s really no time.

Although he was severely beaten by Veneto, Roma didn't mind. Everyone had something to say based on their ability, and there was no special humiliation.

Even if the artillery shells are not loaded, the end of an exercise is still a bit embarrassing. In the cafeteria, Roma had taken a bath, and Veneto's clothes naturally couldn't be worn. Caio's clothes were fine. She was sitting at the dining table, her left hand resting on the table and holding her face, and her right hand holding a fork and shaking it. She was Do as the Romans do: "My eldest sister is so powerful. I'm not as good as me. I feel completely powerless to fight back."

"It's nothing special." It's disgusting that he has such a good figure, but it feels good to be taught a lesson. Veneto's voice was neither cold nor indifferent, mainly because of his personality. Even if the other person was his sister, he didn't show much intimacy.

"I found that you made several mistakes that you shouldn't have made, namely..."

"Don't be discouraged if you lose to me. Do you know how much practice I have?"

"You won't be able to get used to this. No one in our Italian town can tolerate this."

"This Kung Pao Chicken tastes pretty good."

After a disastrous defeat on the Roman training ground, Veneto comforted her and explained her problems. There is no need to doubt the skills of the supreme cook Yixian, even a big pot of rice is no problem. Veneto recommended to her food that is more suitable for Italian taste.

From these two aspects, it can still be seen that Veneto cares very much about his sister Roma.

"Is the eldest sister the strongest in the garrison?" Roma asked as she took a piece of barbecued pork with a fork and put it into her mouth. It tasted so good.

"I'm sorry to disappoint you, not really," Veneto said.

"Not really?" Roman looked around, "Who is stronger than the eldest sister, so strong?"

"There are so many." Veneto said, "Look at the one in the vest, she is Bismarck. And the person sitting opposite her is Tirpitz in the North House. The one with the white hair and ponytail who just passed by our table, she It’s Washington… I can’t count them, there are too many.”

Roman said: "Sister, don't be modest."

"No humility."

Roman asked: "Who is the strongest?"

"No one is the strongest." Veneto said, "No one surrenders to anyone, and no one can guarantee that he will win. Bismarck, Richelieu, Vanguard, Lion... Even Missouri and Hindenburg, they are gradually losing Caught up.”

Roman asked: "How do you practice?"

"Drill, drill, drill," Veneto said.

Veneto only remembered the drills, which were held every day without any attack at all, until his training level could no longer be improved, and then he was hidden away by the admiral.

There is no way, even if it looks like a little lolita, it is not a real little lolita. As a battleship, it consumes too much and cannot be used daily. However, it is not strong enough and cannot use the firepower.

"I also have exercises." Roma muttered and asked, "How many times have you practiced in total?"

It happened a long time ago, Veneto said: "I can't remember exactly, there must be hundreds of games."

"That's not right..." Roman said, "As for me, although there are not exercises every day, there have been many, if not hundreds, of them over the years. Not counting attacks, I feel that they are far worse than Big Sister Tou."

"I don't know." Veneto said, "Maybe the opponents we exercise are different."

"This is the only explanation..." Roman nodded subconsciously, "Yes, there are so many people in your garrison and so many battleships. And in the ship girl branch where I used to be, apart from me, there were only a few battleships, most of them Sometimes I can only practice alone, or practice with a heavy cruiser or light cruiser, which is definitely not possible."

"You must have an equally matched opponent, a stronger opponent, so that you can make progress." Roma said, "Sister, can I come over to practice with you often in the future? I also want to become as strong as my eldest sister."

Veneto glanced at Roma again. The clothes on her chest were tight, and there was a large patch of white under her delicate collarbone. She smiled and said, "No problem, but don't blame me for being ruthless."

Roma said: "It doesn't matter. Sister, feel free to ravage me."

"Okay." Veneto responded with a smile.

As a girl, Roma naturally has a gossipy personality. She asked curiously: "Sister, how long have you been joining the garrison?"

"I don't remember," Veneto said. "It must have been a few years ago."

"Um..." Roman hesitated, then said, "Is the eldest sister a wedding ship?"

Veneto replied: "No."

"He likes you, you don't like him, or..." Roman shook his head, "It can't be that, the eldest sister is so cute."

Camicchia interrupted at this time: "No, the eldest sister is a little girl. Marrying a little girl is a crime and she has to join the gendarmerie."

"Yes." Rome was infected by Carmichael and was careless for a moment.

Veneto's shoulders hunched, and his hands under the dining table were clenched.

Camicchia had tried to die countless times, and now she had experience. She didn't wait for Veneto to pinch her mouth, jumped out of her seat, and ran out of the cafeteria as fast as she could. I can't go back to my room tonight, otherwise I'll spend the night at the small house. I'm not full yet. Let's have some midnight snack.

"These meatballs are delicious, how do you make them?" Roma noticed Veneto turning to her, and she quickly changed the subject, "Although they are delicious, they are still not as good as our Italian cuisine."

When a company comes to visit, there is no reason to come in the evening and leave the next morning.

"good."

The next afternoon, Su Gu saw the company's swimsuits. In fact, they were just about that level, nothing special. A pair of legs is great, but no one from Scharnhorst, Wisconsin, Lion, or Yixian can lose to her.

"Sister-in-law, eldest sister-in-law, let's go swimming."

At the same moment, Veneto also saw Roma's swimsuit. She was holding coffee with a gloomy expression: "I won't go, you go."

Roman asked, "Why?"

Veneto said: "If you don't go, you just won't go. I'm not interested."

"It's such a hot day..." Roman muttered.

Roma's cheerful personality made it easy to make friends. Cayo wore a coat over his swimsuit and stood quietly without talking while holding a swimming ring and skateboard. Andrea's beautiful blond hair was not tied into a ponytail and tied into a ponytail. They formed two dumplings, which were so cute. She said, "Roma, I told you a long time ago. Veneto won't go. You have to call her."

Veneto always refused, and several people had no choice but to turn around and leave. Roman thought: "I still don't understand why, every ship girl doesn't like swimming, right?"

Andrea said: "There are two devils on the beach. If you want to go swimming, you can definitely see them..."

Roman asked, "What devil?"

"Helena, and Colorado..." Andrea said, "You will know when you see them, they are very scary."

"oh."

Andrea said: "Actually, Veneto likes swimming. She also has a strap-on swimsuit quilt, which is super revealing and bold. Haha, it's the same style as the Prince of Wales's swimsuit, but it looks better when worn on the body. Completely different. Just because the two demons are there, I dare not go there. Whenever I see them, I will definitely have a psychological shadow."

Newbies in Rome don’t understand: “What kind of psychological shadow?”

Andrea looked left and right, and she called out: "Kayo."

Kayo stopped and blinked in confusion. Andrea and Roma turned around together. Andrea was the best at bullying her sister. She poked Cayo's chest with a finger and asked Roma: "You are big and soft. Are you envious?"

Roman said: "Envy."

"Helena and Colorado are super big, bigger than Caio, and they jump and jump when they run..." Andrea said, "It can only be understood but cannot be expressed in words. Rome, do you understand?"

"I seem to understand." Roman said, "But aren't you afraid?"

Andrea said: "I'll blow you away."

Laughing and laughing, Roma asked again: "I never understand, why does everyone call you Ai Li?"

Andrea said: "Don't worry about it."

Veneto looked at the backs of several people leaving, listened to the faint sounds, and took a deep breath.

We stayed in the guest room for the first few days. On the last day, everyone became familiar with each other and spent the Roman night in the room in Veneto.

"Sister, let me tell you, as long as you rub it more, it will get bigger." Wearing a big T-shirt, Roma sat cross-legged on the bed. She was kind-hearted and had no intention of exposing wounds, "By the way, you can also eat more Papaya, pig’s feet.”

Veneto responded: "Yes."

"Drink more milk, drink more milk and grow taller."

Veneto stood by the window, looking at the garrison at night, silent. She wanted to yell out, bastard, of course I know, why are you talking nonsense?

Roman fell on the bed and murmured: "But growing ten centimeters taller, growing another cup size, just the same little bit, is of no use."

Veneto slammed his fist against the wall.

Enterprise and Roma stayed in the garrison for many days. After having enough rest, they left the garrison. From then on, Veneto's life returned to peace.

is it possible?

Naturally, no one would say anything in front of Veneto. Small discussions and gossiping in private would definitely be inevitable. This is human nature.

"With such a huge difference in stature, are Roma and Veneto really sisters?"

"Poor little Veneto."

"Rome-class battleship?"

Veneto happened to hear her when she was passing by. She did not choose to take out her 381 cannon, but left silently.

Late at night, this is Veneto's room. Veneto threw himself on the pillow, gnashing his teeth.

Why?

Bastard God!

Don't let me know who the hell is responsible.

In fact, it doesn't matter, there is still a chance, just grow up, it's like an ugly duckling growing up into a white swan, and when it grows up, it will definitely turn into a tall and explosive royal sister. Don't give me a chance, otherwise I will "kill" you all at some point, and I won't let anyone go.

Veneto remembered the dream he had had before and murmured into a sweet dream.