Chapter 344: South Dakota Class Three Sisters

However, although Massachusetts's straightforward words were a bit hurtful, Lin Lan didn't mind at all.

Because he knew that Massachusetts was this kind of character, and the three sisters of the South Dakota class were the type who spoke their minds.

Although they would joke that he was weak, if someone really dared to hurt him, the three battleship sisters would probably let the enemy taste what a super-heavy bomb saturation-style destructive blow was in the first place.

"Massachusetts, don't tease the commander. He looks much healthier now... Well, I guess it must feel better to hold him than before."

The youngest sister of the South Dakota class, Alabama, a white-haired, red-eyed, twin-tailed ship girl wearing a blue-white coat, a white belly-baring vest, and black hot pants, also looked at Lin Lan carefully.

While speaking, the cute Alabama couldn't help herself, and took two steps forward to hold Lin Lan in her arms, rubbing her cheek against his head affectionately.

Being suddenly embraced by the innocent Alabama, feeling the gentle chest and the body fragrance of the ship girl, although Lin Lan seemed to be struggling, he actually didn't use any strength.

After all, this Nantakota-class girl, no matter how innocent she is, has a standard battleship-level figure, which is different from the battleships of the Royal Camp.

It is not a hard job to be qualified as a pillow, but an honor...

"But Alabama, you haven't forgotten to use me as a pillow after so long."

"Of course, it's safe to sleep with the commander in your arms, and didn't you sign a permanent pillow contract with me when you swore to me before?"

Well, Lin Lan admitted that he did sign this contract with the battleship ship girl who hugged him tightly and had a simple personality.

Hug if you want, hug as long as you want, I don't mind.

However, Alabama's move attracted the envious eyes of the fish.

They couldn't help but think in their hearts that if they had known, they would have signed a similar contract when the commander swore to them, why didn't they think of it at that time?

"Oh, by the way, Commander, have you seen Tirpitz in the Iron Blood Camp before?"

Alabama, who was hugging him tightly, suddenly seemed to remember something, let go of Lin Lan and asked seriously.

"Grapes? Of course I saw it. It was Grapes and her team who led the team to find me when I was in distress at sea."

"Is that so? Commander, when you return to the port area in the future, you must call her out to participate in the exercise confrontation with me. Every time I asked her before, she refused. What a pity."

Lin Lan was stunned when he heard Alabama's words.

Then he quickly realized why Alabama asked him about Tirpitz.

This South Dakota-class LuckyA girl once joined the Atlantic Fleet to help the Royal Camp in history and participated in the Norwegian Coast Raid, just to lure Tirpitz to fight.

It's just that the lonely homegirl in the north is not so easy to be lured out. Until she was sunk by Victory at the dock, she never fought Alabama head-on.

This is also Alabama's obsession all the time.

It seems that even if she arrives at the port area, Tirpitz is still unwilling to attack and participate in the exercise confrontation easily.

After promising Alabama that he would try to persuade Tizi, Lin Lan looked at Massachusetts again.

"Commander, don't look at me. Jean Bart has conducted many exercises with me in the port area before. We had a lot of fun fighting and won and lost."

Massachusetts understood what he was thinking and said with a smile after noticing Lin Lan's gaze.

Like her sister, Massachusetts also had her regrets in history.

That is, she failed to fight the Vichy battleship Jean Bart in its prime.

At the time of the Battle of Casablanca, Massachusetts was equipped with 2,700 pounds of MK8 armor-piercing super-heavy shells, which was the source of her skill [2,700 pounds of justice].

But Jean Bart, which was anchored in Casablanca, was not completed at the time and could only fire with a quadruple main gun.

The final outcome was that although Massachusetts paralyzed Jean Bart and won the victory, for Massachusetts, she was more eager to have a hearty battle with Jean Bart.

Lin Lan had naturally already raised the straightforward battleship ship girl Bal to the maximum level, and equipped her with graduation equipment and exclusive special weapons.

It seems that the two battleship ship girls had already fought the battle they wanted in the port area, and they fought back and forth.

"Huh? Speaking of which, where are Essex and the others?"

Lin Lan suddenly remembered that there were still five members of the hunting team, so why didn't he see them?

"They are still behind, and they should be able to come out of the forest soon."

Hearing his words, South Dakota explained with a smile, and at the same time looked at Minneapolis with some dissatisfaction.

"Don't look at me, they are walking too slowly, and didn't I leave a mark for you to come out?"

The hunter girl with a ponytail also realized her mistake and said with a guilty conscience.

"Others can't understand the marks you left in the forest like us."

South Dakota said lightly, and Minneapolis suddenly realized this and lowered his head in shame.

Lin Lan also understood from their conversation that not every White Eagle ship girl could adapt to operations in the forest like them.

After all, whether it was the three South Dakota sisters or Xiao Ming, or the heavy cruiser Indianapolis who only met once at the party, they all inherited the long hunting experience of the White Eagle natives after becoming ship girls.

Other White Eagle ship girls do not have this innate advantage, and can only learn slowly through acquired experience...

"Coo! Coo! Coo!"

Everyone chatted and reminisced by the lake for several minutes. Lin Lan, who was released by Alabama, suddenly saw a large brown bird of prey, an owl, flying out of the forest.

This silent brown owl had two long eyebrows on its flat round face. After discovering Lin Lan and others, it made an excited cooing sound.

"Commander, Bunker Hill."

The little loli Eldridge, who had not spoken much, saw the owl, ran to Lin Lan's side, pulled the corner of his clothes and said obediently.

In fact, Lin Lan recognized that this was the little eagle of Bunker Hill, the 9th ship of the Essex-class aircraft carrier, without Eldridge's reminder.

After all, in his port area, the only ship girls with owls, besides the Northern Union's heavy cruiser Kursk, are the White Eagle Camp's Bunker Hill and the Royal Camp's light cruiser Perseus.

And even the Kursk's owl is a white snowy owl, not a brown eagle owl with long eyebrows.

"Look, Minneapolis, they still can't understand the mark you left, and they still have to rely on the little eagle to lead the way... Don't walk so fast in the future."

Alabama looked at the owl, leaned towards Minneapolis and said in a low voice.

"You have to admit your mistakes to them later... Don't run away."

Seeing that Minneapolis seemed to be gradually retreating, Massachusetts also quickly grabbed Minneapolis's hand.

Seeing that everyone was looking at her, even Lin Lan was looking at her, the dark-skinned girl Minneapolis blushed and lowered her head, and admitted awkwardly:

"I know... I will apologize to them..."

At this time, the distant sky was already glowing with orange dusk light, and evening was almost here.

As she finished speaking, Lin Lan saw five figures appear in the forest.

The first carrier ship girl to walk out of the forest was the big dumpling Essex, who had played with him all day yesterday, with a tired face.