my sister is bismarck

Saratoga thought for a while before he remembered who London was—a dormitory administrator who was also a useful tool.

The two of them didn't wait long before seeing a numb London coming in from outside the library and yawning at the same time.

After seeing London walk in, Shangri-La looked at her: "I'll leave this to you."

London waved his hand indifferently: "Don't worry, nothing will happen."

She didn't look at the Shangri-La and Saratoga who were leaving, she walked to the counter and sat down, lying peacefully on the table and closing her eyes.

Because of Dean Torrexington's hard work, she has relaxed a lot during this time.

"Oh yes, and that scary first grader..."

In a daze, the image of Zhou Ming popped up in London's mind, and it disappeared like sand blowing with the wind in an instant.

The sun outside the window was still warm, and a seagull flew across the blue sky and flew to an unknown direction.

Withdrawing his gaze from the window, Bismarck took a sip of the temperature-adapted coffee. The bitterness burst out in his mouth and then the warm liquid flowed into his throat. His blue eyes couldn't hide his fatigue.

She turned her head to look at the sofa, and there was a woman lying on the sofa.

The silver hair was not restrained in the slightest, hanging from the sofa to the ground, and what was particularly eye-catching was the red highlight.

The military uniform on her body was so loose that Bismarck could even see a touch of whiteness on her chest, and her legs in black stockings lay casually on the sofa

Her delicate and seductive face turned pale at the moment, as if she was having a nightmare.

"Is Eugene asleep?"

Bismarck's eyes moved from her to the table next to her, where the documents were neatly placed.

Not only on the table, but also on the carpet next to the table, there are documents piled up.

Sighing silently, Bismarck drank the coffee in his hand.

Then she wanted to put the coffee cup on the desk, but saw that there was no room for the coffee cup on the desk, and it was already full of sorted documents.

"trouble……"

She shook her head helplessly, glanced at the room, managed to find a place where the coffee cup could be placed and put it down.

Bismarck looked around, looked at the sorted documents, and couldn't help but relax: "Huh..."

These are the results of her and Eugen's battles in the past two months!

All the paperwork that piled up while she was on leave and was added after returning to the Maritime Bureau has been processed!

She finally knew what it was like to be light-hearted without anything to do!

Of course, if Eugen and Tirpitz hadn't touched the fish, she wouldn't have spent so long dealing with it.

Boom!

There was a sudden knock on the door.

"Please come in."

The door was opened with a gap, and Tianhou's little head poked in cautiously. When she glanced at the documents piled up on the floor out of the corner of her eye, she couldn't help showing admiration in her eyes: "Commander, the commanders of the First Maritime Bureau and the Second Maritime Bureau have arrived. , now I am waiting for you and Prince Eugen."

The commanders of the first and second maritime bureaus have arrived?What are they doing here?

Bismarck's eyes were a little confused, and after thinking for a while, she suddenly remembered their reason for coming.

She closed her eyes and took a deep breath. When she opened them again, the fatigue in her eyes had faded, and she ordered in a cold voice, "Take them to the conference room. Eugen and I will be there soon."

"Yes!"

The door was closed again, and then the footsteps left in a hurry.

Bismarck walked carefully to Eugen from the pile of documents, and shook him vigorously: "Eugen, wake up!"

"Help, I don't want to work on files anymore!"

The moment Eugen woke up, he seemed to be still in a dream state, shouting in horror.

The whole person retreated subconsciously, but when the soft touch came from behind, she froze in place: "...Eh?"

Seeing that Eugen was still a little confused, Bismarck reminded: "Clean up and go to a meeting with me right away."

"A meeting? What is it... I see."

Before he finished speaking, Eugen seemed to recall the related matter, and the expression on his face became serious.

She hurriedly stood up from the sofa, carelessly messing up the documents that had been sorted out with her right foot.

Eugen didn't pay attention to this little thing, and after tidying up his messy hair and loose military uniform, he looked at Bismarck who was waiting aside: "Let's go."

Bismarck nodded slightly, and led Eugen carefully out of his office under the obstruction of the documents.

The meeting room of the Third Maritime Bureau is much larger than other meeting rooms, surrounded by steps.

Where the seats face, there is only one podium.

At this moment, the meeting room is full of seats, and looking around, there are no men, and everyone is a beautiful woman.

They are all ship girls.

The ship girls sat in their seats with serious expressions—as long as the ship girls who participated in this meeting knew how important this meeting would be.

Before the official start, the tension and pressure have already spread.

In order to ease their emotions, many ship girls discussed in low voices, so that the conference room seemed a bit noisy.

"The commanders of the first and second maritime bureaus are here, but our commander is still here."

"How many years have you not seen the three commanders together at the same time?"

"The last time the three commanders appeared together seemed to be at the No.20 Six Seas Recovery Meeting..."

"I remember ten years ago?"

It seemed that a word that shouldn't be mentioned was mentioned, and the atmosphere suddenly cooled down.

Some Jianniang looked around cautiously. There were quite a few silver-haired Jianniangs, but there was no Jianniang she cared about.She quietly breathed a sigh of relief, with a look of rejoicing: "It's okay, it's okay, she didn't come."

Although she didn't make it clear who the "she" she was referring to was, all the ship girls present understood who she was referring to and breathed a sigh of relief.

After a moment of silence, a ship lady changed the topic: "... Tell me, when will our commander come?"

"Maybe, maybe I have to wait a little longer—I don't seem to have seen the commander come out of the office during this period of time?"

"Yes, the commander is really hardworking!"

The low-pitched praise came to the front of the seat, and the silver-haired woman in a white military cap and black coat looked sideways from the corner of her eye, and then retracted her gaze.

Her silver hair was soft and waist-length under her white military cap. Under her black coat was a white sleeveless blouse and black skirt, and her legs in black stockings were wearing black boots.

"Has that Bismarck guy finished processing the paperwork?"

Suddenly there was an unpleasant voice next to her ear, she looked for her reputation, it was exactly what a ship lady sitting on her left side said.

It was a black-haired ship lady, her hair was as long as hers, and she was wearing a black military uniform and an admiral's uniform.

Beside her, a fox-eared woman in a kimono was smiling softly.

Mikasa, Commander of the First Maritime Bureau.

Amagi, counselor of the First Maritime Bureau.

The identities of the two ship girls naturally appeared in her mind.

Just when she looked away, Mikasa suddenly noticed her actions, and the corner of her mouth raised: "How about the two of us laughing at her together?"

The enterprise frowned slightly, and after thinking for a while, he shook his head slightly: "There are still 2 minutes before the meeting starts, and Bismarck will arrive."

Seeing that the company was indifferent to his proposal, Mikasa couldn't help curling her lips, and turned her head to tell Tiancheng viciously: "The two of us will complain about Bismarck later, and even the commander of the Third Maritime Bureau dares to play with us!"

Tiancheng showed helplessness, and reminded in a low voice: "Commander, even if you have a good personal relationship with Commander Bismarck, don't say such words on this occasion, otherwise others will mistakenly think that our Maritime Safety Administration is split... Cough cough."

At the end, she covered her lips with a tissue and coughed lightly.

Mikasa shook her head: "Okay, okay, let's stop talking."

Click!

The ear-piercing voice suddenly came, which immediately attracted the attention of all the ship girls in the meeting room, and they all looked at it.

The noisy sound stopped abruptly.

The blond woman in black military uniform walked up to the podium, looked around indifferently, and then her gaze paused on Enterprise and Mikasa for a second before retracting.

She said in a cold tone: "It seems that everyone has arrived, so let's stop talking nonsense and get straight to the point."

The lights in the meeting room suddenly went dark, and before they could panic, a clear projection fell on Bismarck's side.

There is only one title on it.

α-27 sea area recovery final battle.

In the spacious conference room, in the dark environment, the clear and bright projection becomes the only light source at this moment.

The ship girls who were seated kept quiet, and Bismarck's cool voice could easily reach their ears, while they watched the projection around them intently.

The α-27 sea area regained the pre-war material transportation, precautions before the war, and the command and contact of the girls participating in the battle...

No one interrupted on purpose under such circumstances. Even though they had doubts about the issues Bismarck mentioned, they were temporarily suppressed in their hearts and waited for the opportunity to ask questions.

No matter if it was the ship girl sitting in the last row, or Mikasa and Enterprise in the first row, no one was in a daze or deserted, and every ship girl was very serious.

Except for Eugen who was sitting in the corner—she was dozing openly with her head down and her eyes squinted.

"Are you so sleepy?"

A funny look fell on her.

Lexington withdrew his gaze from Eugen and looked at Bismarck.

At this moment, Bismarck, who was talking about the content on the projection in an unhurried tone, did not show any sleepiness on his face, but was very calm.

Based on Lexington's understanding of Bismarck, the latter's work level is undoubtedly much better than that of Eugen who is dozing off.

"Are you already used to it?"

Lexington guessed in his heart.

Originally, Lexington was also very serious, but now that she heard it seriously, she inevitably felt a little confused in her heart.

This recovery battle doesn't seem to have much to do with her.

More precisely, the impending recovery battle has nothing to do with her duties.

According to past experience, this kind of meeting usually does not have her place.

Lexington's eyes glanced to the front right of her without any trace. In her sight, a purple-haired woman in a purple kimono was looking at the projection in confusion.

"Dean of the Second Branch of the Naval Academy, Dafeng."

Thinking of the woman's name in her heart, Lexington looked away and landed on the petite figure who was two seats away from Dafeng. With the help of the projected light, she could see the ship lady wearing a crown and holding a scepter in her hand .

"Principal of the First Branch of the Naval Academy, Elizabeth."

Now, even if she is here, the other two branch deans are also here...

"Is there something related to the students?"

Lexington thought, if it wasn't for this reason, how could they have called all three branch deans?

But there was too little information to analyze at all—the notice sent to her by the Maritime Safety Administration only said that an important meeting would be held, and it was only when she came that she realized that it was a meeting that had nothing to do with her duties.

"...Is there anyone who doesn't understand the above content?"

Bismarck looked around and asked coldly.

As soon as she finished speaking, Mikasa slowly raised her hand and asked, "I have a question, who will be in charge?"

The silent enterprise frowned slightly.

Bismarck replied without thinking: "How about war weariness?"

He has served as the commander of three recovery battles, which can be counted as rich experience.

Mikasa thought for a while, then shook his head and refused: "The Sirens are quite familiar with War Weariness' command style. If War Weary takes the lead, I'm afraid it will suffer heavy losses."

War-weary has participated in countless wars with the Siren, large and small, and has served as a commander many times. He has also experienced three times as the commander-in-chief of the recovery war.

For such an opponent, the Siren side is undoubtedly very familiar with and attaches great importance to it-if they use the habit of war-weary command to set a trap...