Exercise sea area observation point·On the deck of the US military observation team cruise ship

A dozen American military chefs are busy brushing pieces of marinated steak with sauce, and then putting the steaks on the grill.

"Tsk...the food for the first class is as good as ever! I want all of these." The company said with a plate in his hand and drew a circle to the steak on the grill.

"I want it all? Can you eat it?" A chef looked at the company and drew a circle on the entire grill, looking at the beautiful blonde girl in front of him with some confusion.

"Give it to her."

Lieutenant Colonel Kroo, who was accompanying him, hurriedly said to the chef.

The chefs accompanying the boat did not know about the ship girl. They were only responsible for the food of the first-class people on the boat. Even if they were grilling ingredients on the deck now, they arranged a place for them to see the outside at all.

"Okay, sir." Although the chef thought this was the willful act of the rich lady, he still followed Lieutenant Colonel Kroo's words.

The company took the oversized meal plate full of stacked steaks from the chef, turned around and walked towards the resting place specially provided to her on the deck.

That's right, the company is now on the cruise ship of the US Military Observatory and has asked them to prepare the best position for themselves to watch Richelieu and the others in the exercise.

It’s not in the world of ship girls, nor are the sisters in their own port area without many people. Since there are cruise ships from the US military observation team and there are barbecue meals on the cruise ships, why should you stand stupidly on the sea and wait?

So when they arrived at the observation point, the company jumped up and appeared in front of a group of US military officers peeking behind the telescope.

They were scared very much at that time.

It was not until the leader of the Observation Group, Lieutenant Colonel Korlo, rushed from the bridge to the deck that a group of officers who thought they had offended the ship girl had breathed a sigh of relief.

Anyway, if something happens, the lieutenant colonel will push the jar, right?

Lieutenant Colonel Kroo was also nervous when he was talking to the company. He also thought that an officer on his side accidentally violated the ship girl's taboo. However, after communicating with the company for a while, he found that it was entirely because they were scaring themselves. People and companies just felt bored standing on the sea, and they happened to be the referee of the exercise while taking advantage of their cruise ship rest.

So Lieutenant Colonel Kroo immediately offered the company with the attitude of offering to his ancestors.

"Miss Enterprise, do you ship girls still need exercises?" Lieutenant Colonel Kroo and other companies sat down and asked.

"Why don't you exercise? How can we fight if we don't exercise?" The company put down the steak in his hand and looked at Lieutenant Colonel Kroo for no reason and asked.

After hearing what the company said, Lieutenant Colonel Krolo suddenly felt that he understood something. He carefully tentatively said to the company: "Fight? Miss Enterprise, isn't your ship girl's combat experience born? Do you also have to fight?"

He looked very interested, but was thinking in his heart how to get some information about the ship girl from the company's mouth.

"Who told you that our combat experience is born? Also, the battle I mean fighting with the deep sea. Unless we ship girls surrender to the enemy, they will not fight each other. At most, it is just an exercise of this level. It's enough to be an exercise of everything. The winner takes all, and the loser kneels down and licks it. The reason is that simple." The company waved his hand to Lieutenant Colonel Kroo.

As they were talking, the company raised its hand to throw out a fleet of dive bombers from the ship-mounted space, and faced Washington, which was obviously running outside the border of the exercise, which was a justice from the sky.

"Washington! Although I can understand you, you are too much! Where have you gone?" the company picked up the radio and said to Washington angrily.

"Uh... I can't do anything about it either... The super-heavy bullet is like this. The longer the distance, the more speed it is, the higher the penetration depth. If I don't get far, will the attack on Richelieu and the lion be tickled!" Washington explained to the company with a little embarrassment.

"But you can't do this either! You're cheating like this! This violates the exercise rules agreed upon by everyone before the exercise." The company remembered the exercise rules that everyone discussed before the exercise, shook its head and said to Washington.

"Okay, okay, I'll just go back. But the company, don't use this fleet of carrier-based aircraft to scare me next time? I was almost scared to death by you just now..." Washington nodded helplessly, and then complained to the company.

"Ah... I'm sorry, I'm really sorry, I didn't mean it. Next time I will send a carrier-based aircraft to remind you, it won't be like this. I was shocked by you just now, and I thought you wanted to do something other than the exercise!" The company patted its chest and quickly apologized to Washington.

"Then let's do it first. Hindenburg seems to be unable to hold on anymore. As a friendly soldier in the exercise, I have to help her. I'm dead!" Washington hurriedly said to the company and hung up the radio communications.

After the company finished talking to Washington, Lieutenant Colonel Kloe, who was consciously away from the two, walked to the company again and sat down. He found a new topic and asked the company: "Miss Enterprise, these steaks are cold, why don't I ask the chef to take them away and make some for you?"

"No, the commander taught us not to waste food. The steak is just warm and not cold. Although the taste may not be good, it is not impossible to eat." The company said as he cut a piece of steak and put it in his mouth and chewed it.

...I am the dividing line for eliminating the steak...

After quickly eating the steak in front of him, the Enterprise looked at Lieutenant Colonel Kroo, who was stunned beside him, and couldn't help but reach out and shake it in front of him.

"Mr. Lieutenant Colonel? Mr. Lieutenant Colonel?"

"Oh? Ah? Ah! Miss Enterprise, is there anything wrong with you?" Lieutenant Colonel Kollow was still immersed in the horror scene of the company eating more than 20 thick steaks in five minutes. After being shaken by the company, he finally came back to his senses and asked.

"Mr. Lieutenant Colonel, weren't you curious about us just now? Where did we say?" the company asked him with his hand back.

"Just...yes, right? Speaking of combat experience and exercises. Miss Enterprise, since your combat experience is all through exercises, then you..." Lieutenant Colonel Kroo recalled the previous topic, and then he was about to ask them if they would be unaccommodating to the battlefield after practicing too much, but he remembered that this was a bit over the line. If the company knew its true purpose, it would be difficult to ask later, so he forced the topic to be cut off.
Chapter completed!