My own war game

Chapter 331 Minerva (Part )
"Send it back?! Now?! Can you keep it for a while? I won't cause any trouble."

In the command room, Margaret actually planned to stay there.

"Your Highness, you are aware of our current relationship with the British government, are you?" Jima said helplessly. She now found that she could not keep up with the other party's unconventional thinking.

Please, you are a hostage now, so please be more professional, okay?

"I've said it before, the government is the government, the royal family is the royal family, and I am me." Margaret looked completely unconcerned.

"What happened a few years ago was originally the group of people in the Prime Minister's Residence who were wrong. You have nothing to say about your opinions about them now, but what does this have to do with me?" Margaret spread her hands and looked at everyone.

"Now I just want to live a more wonderful life, instead of becoming a saint statue in Buckingham Palace like my sister."

He Chi rubbed his temples and felt a little headache. Margaret in the previous world was a very unique person.

Although she is beautiful, lively, active, and dares to love and hate, she is almost unique in the royal family in terms of rebellious spirit.

If he had not been involved, Margaret would have joined the Sea Commandos for fun, and gotten herself the rank of brigadier general, and then had several "passionate" romances. A few years later, she fell in love with Peter Townsend, an aide-de-camp to George VI, causing a sensation in the entire royal family.

Oh, and she also set a precedent in the British royal family, becoming the first member of the British royal family to divorce since Henry VIII.

At the same time, she has repeatedly stated in public that she hates the "tedious and meaningless" activities of the royal family and does not care about her image among the people at all.

It can be said that the second princess and her sister have completely different personalities.

In this world, she is better protected and has a broader vision, but unexpectedly, this special personality has become more exaggerated.

They also planned to rob a British merchant ship when supplies were insufficient.

What? Take Her Royal Highness the Princess to hijack a ship and let her rob herself?
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There were only two people in the captain's lounge.

"Sorry, I seem to have caused trouble for everyone." He Chi made an apologetic gesture.

"It's okay, I know you. After all, you are on the boat. It's impossible to ignore that situation." Christine didn't seem to care.

The girl stretched her waist like a cat, then relaxed and put her calves on the man's knees, rubbing them gently.

After experiencing several major changes, she now cherishes the private time between the two of them very much.

"What do you think about the little princess's request?" the girl asked, tilting her head.

Christine's "I'll do whatever you say" attitude actually put a lot of pressure on He Chi. The female intelligence officer has now mastered the tactics of retreating to advance.

He Chi pondered for a moment and said, "Well, I remember that there was news from Paris that a target appeared on the east coast of Africa. We are going to bypass the Cape of Good Hope anyway, so we might as well make some money by the way. The extra time can be used to coax the girl..."

"I have no objection." Christine agreed generously, but later added, "But please return to London before mid-April, okay? I have something important to do."

"what's up?"

"I'll tell you the lady's secret later." The girl closed one eye playfully.

In this way, the Minerva added a temporary member a few days later, the fourth sonar operator - Margaret Ross. Of course, the so-called fourth sonar operator was just a nominal position, and she would always play the role of a vase during normal voyages, but Margaret didn't seem to think so. Not only did she excitedly change into her uniform, she also studied the ship's operating manual for the first time.

"Jima, what is this position?" Margaret pointed to the position on the instruction manual.

"The vehicle room can hold a small patrol boat or an armored vehicle. Of course, it's empty now."

"What about here?"

"You can't go to the reactor control room. Only a few people have permission to do so."

"Hey? Why is there nothing here?" Margaret asked, pointing to a large space on the drawing.

"The reserved modification area may have additional modification equipment in the future. By the way, didn't you see these things before the launching ceremony?" For some reason, Jima would easily quarrel with the other party now.

"How would I know? My sister had something urgent to do at the time, so I was only responsible for smashing the champagne bottles when I was at the scene." Margaret said nonchalantly, and then she seemed to suddenly remember something, "By the way, who gave the name Minerva? The goddess of wisdom? That's too tacky, don't tell me who it is."

Hearing this, Jima smiled strangely and said, "Don't be afraid, I'm telling you, it's a ghost~"

"Ghost!" Margaret felt her neck getting cold. No matter how lawless she was, she was still a girl and had a natural fear of such things.

She tried to hold on and said, "I don't believe in ghosts. If there really were ghosts, He would have told me long ago."

"It's true~" Jima said in a low voice, mysteriously
"He hadn't come back yet at that time, and we had just seized the submarine."

"Everyone didn't want to call it the Dreadnought anymore, so they wanted to change its name. Everyone wrote down their favorite names on slips of paper and drew lots. The result was that the Minerva was drawn."

"But when Miss Christine asked everyone who came up with the name, no one stood up. Finally we counted the notes, and guess what happened..." Jima looked more and more like a third-rate horror story announcer.

Margaret felt her hair stand up, she swallowed and asked, "How is it?"

"There are only 80 of us, but we found 81 notes~" Jima came over with a gloomy face.

what! !

Margaret stepped back in fear, her heart pounding...

"Hahaha~~" Jima laughed so hard that tears came out. The English girl had a look of satisfaction on her face. She then explained to Margaret, "You are so timid. This is probably someone's prank. You must have stayed in Windsor Castle for a long time to believe that there are real ghosts."

"Really? Are you sure?" Margaret asked timidly as she looked at the dim passage behind her.

"Of course, I'm sure. Come on, I'll take you to change clothes." Jima pulled the princess girl.

"Where?"

"This is our first supply point in Africa. We will have the opportunity to go ashore and buy some things. You will know how rare this opportunity is in the future." Jima took Margaret and disappeared at the end of the passage.

After a while, there was a sound of metallic friction coming from the pipes on the ceiling, and an unclear figure flashed by.

(End of this chapter)