Girls und War

Shuibian said "Oh," rather noncommittally. But she still asked, "How is she doing lately? What's her rank at headquarters?"

Xia Shu was surprised when she heard this, "Aren't you sisters? How come you don't even know what she is doing now?"

Shuibian curled his lips and didn't answer.

Xia Shu didn't want to get involved in other people's family affairs, so he sighed and said, "Feng Qi was recently promoted to lieutenant colonel and transferred to the General Administration Department to work as an officer in the Military Registration Management Office. It's considered a high promotion. Why didn't she tell you about it?"

Shuibian thought about it after hearing this, and then replied, "I think she sent me a message before. I ignored her, so she didn't say anything."

Xia Shu complained, "What kind of sister relationship is this? It's so weird."

Then he continued, "What's going on in your family? Can you tell me about it? I don't think I've ever heard you talk about these things."

Mizube heard what Xia Shu said and showed an indifferent expression. He said, "It's just like that - she was born first, and I was born later. Then she joined the army, became an officer, and told mom and dad to let me join the army too. Then I joined the army, and she wanted me to apply to military school. I got annoyed and didn't listen to her. And then - it became like this now."

After hearing this, Xia Shu looked enlightened and asked, "So, you are sisters by blood? Your family is also a traditional blood family?"

"That's right." Shuibian said calmly, "Anyway, I don't think there's any difference between traditional families and child-rearing families."

Xia Shu thought about it and said, "There is a difference - at least, in a family with a child-rearing system, the influence of each person on their siblings won't be that great."

Shuibian thought about it and felt that this was the truth, so he nodded in agreement.

Then Xia Shu said, "But your sister still cares about you. Don't be too cold to her. Treating your family like this will inevitably make them sad."

Shuibian heard Xia Shu's words and did not answer for a long time.

But after a while, she replied, "I'll try my best."

Then he laughed again and said, "You little brat! What are you doing after all this trouble? Now it's your turn to teach me a lesson?"

Xia Shu also laughed when she heard this. After all, she couldn't explain that she was a person with rich life experience.

At this time, Nya Nya seemed to be almost asleep. She raised her head, tilted her neck, rubbed her eyes with the back of her hand, and stood up.

Then she lazily left the deck and walked towards the lower passage.

During this time, he didn't say a word to Xia Shu, as if the previous tenderness was just an illusion.

It seems that all cats are like this, ruthless and indifferent, like an emotionless killer.

1039. Cat Detective! Move Out!

Although Nya usually acts tactfully under Xia Shu's control, she seems to have no dignity at all.

But when she was in the office, as the deputy leader of the department, she was still respected by a considerable number of people.

Normally, when the lieutenants of other communications teams see Nya, they treat her as a normal superior.

However, Nya Nya himself is a bit lazy and does not seem to have any awareness of being a superior.

When in the office, I often sleep, daydream, or simply disappear.

However, she did follow Xia Shu's instructions and completed her routine work every morning seriously.

I just didn't put much thought into it when I finished it.

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Today is another day of duty at sea, and the communications team's secretary goes to the office to report on his work as usual.

The work situation of the aircraft carrier the previous day had been compiled. The secretary took the documents into the communications office of the Sea Cat, but saw that Major Nya Nya had fallen asleep on the table again.

"Shh!" A clerk in the office quickly signaled her to be quiet, then asked in a low voice, "What are you doing?"

The secretary gestured at the document in his hand and then said softly, "Report on the work."

The clerk nodded, and the officer looked around again and asked, "Is the director not here?"

"I'm on duty," the clerk replied quickly. "You'll report to Major Maomao later. Just wait until she wakes up."

The clerk thought about it and nodded.

Then he sat on the sofa and started to daydream.

Time passed minute by minute, and the officer didn't know how long he had been waiting.

Not until she began to doze off did Nya Nya suddenly wake up and stretch in her seat.

Seeing this, the secretary quickly stood up from the sofa, then walked to Nya Nya's desk and said, "Cat... Oh, Deputy Director, I'm here to report my work."

"Meow?" Nya Nya seemed to be in a daze. After hearing the words of the officer, she did not react. Instead, she subconsciously licked the back of her hand and combed the hair on her head with her paws.

The secretary resisted the urge to pounce on the cat and pet it, took a deep breath, and repeated what he had just said.

Nya Nya finally came to her senses, leaned over the table, and said weakly, "Then you report."

The secretary breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this.

I almost mistook Major Cat for a real cat just now, and I thought she couldn't speak like a human.

It seems that Major Cat only looks like a cat, but is still very different from a cat.

So she opened the folder and reported to Nya Nya:

"The island reconnaissance team's communication report has been sent back. They are currently requesting a rotation. What should we do with this report?"

Nya Nya thought about it, as if wondering whether this matter was within the scope of her job.

However, she seemed to find it very troublesome, so she simply replied, "Transfer it to the staff team."

The clerk was stunned for a moment, then nodded hesitantly, but she felt something was wrong. However, she continued to report:

"The escort destroyer's routine report has been completed. Should we..."

"Transfer to the staff."

Nya Nya fiddled with the pen on the table, watching it roll around, and returned absentmindedly.

"Hmm... A routine document from the Communications Department sent from headquarters notifying us to use the next stage of encryption..."

"Transfer to the staff."

As if she was feeling sleepy, she supported herself on the table with her hands and stretched.

"The communications team discovered a strange noise occasionally emanating from the channel during their night shifts. We suspect it's a ghost at sea causing trouble—this should also be forwarded to the staff team?"

"Transfer... huh?"

Nya Nya seemed to have heard something extremely interesting and raised her head from the table.

"Uh—Sea Ghost..." The officer paused for a moment, then said, "Major, aren't you aware of what all departments have been discussing recently?"

"What is that! What is that!" Nya Nya pricked up her ears immediately.

"Well...that is..." The clerk thought for a while, as if thinking about how to explain it.

At this moment, the clerk beside him interrupted and said excitedly, "I know this! It's the Seven Wonders of the Sea! It's the aircraft carrier ghost story!"

"Aircraft carrier ghost stories?" Nya widened her eyes and showed an extremely interested expression.

Then the clerk raised her finger and said with a sinister expression, "Legend has it that on the vast and mysterious ocean..."

"It's unbelievable! Fast forward a little!" Nya Nya seemed to have no patience to listen to her start from the beginning.

So the clerk could only say helplessly, "Oh... Well, some very unusual things have been happening on the aircraft carrier recently - for example, the food in the kitchen often mysteriously disappears; the guards on duty in the middle of the night often see strange ghosts; there are occasional pitiful cries in the hangar; and there are strange sounds on the communication channel... and so on..."

"One, two, three, four." Nya Nya counted on her fingers, but couldn't get seven. So she asked, "Aren't there seven wonders? How can there be seven?"

"Well..." The clerk seemed a little helpless. "Seven... I say seven, but there are many versions... Anyway, seven isn't a fixed number, but rather refers to many, many incredible events..."

Nya Nya heard this and nodded in understanding.

Anyway, they are all some random pseudo-scientific events. The so-called "seven major" means a lot.

"I understand! Then leave this matter to me! Let me put an end to these boring fantasies!" Upon hearing this, Nya Nya ran out the door in a hurry.

"Eh? Eh?" The clerk poked his head out from behind the door, bewildered, and asked loudly, "What about the documents? What about the documents?"

"Transfer—to—the—Staff—Group—"

Noya Noya's voice came from far away in the corridor.

The clerk and the clerk looked at each other, sighed, and said, "I understand, I understand. Forward them all! Forward them all! Okay!"

As he spoke, he signed the implementation plan one by one at the bottom of the document.

On the other side, Nya Nya has already embarked on a thrilling aircraft carrier adventure!

Cats and the mysterious! Two mysteries naturally connected!

Nya Nya felt as if her curiosity had been ignited! A joyful spirit that didn't belong to her was burning from within.

Of course she doesn't believe in those supernatural events!

And determined to use logic to defeat everything that is difficult to understand!

Anytime, anywhere! Super detective, serious about the case!

1040. Cat Detective! The investigation begins!

Wearing a detective hat and a magnifying glass, the cat girl detective soon arrived at her first stop - the cafeteria of the aircraft carrier Umineko.

It was almost noon and the workers had already started preparing lunch.

The vegetables and meat airlifted from the logistics department, as well as the seafood caught from the sea by the idle sea fishing team members, together make up the sumptuous dishes.

The food for special forces troops is always like this when they are on the imaginary battlefield.

Not only is the level higher than that of ordinary combat troops, but the variety and quality also exceed those of various technical military branches, and are close to the food arrangements of pure officer departments.

But if you think about the various officers and soldiers in the special forces, they are all above the waterline, and the proportion of officers is also unique in the entire virtual battlefield.

Then it is not difficult to understand why the daily treatment is relatively good.

When Nya Nya arrived here, she was immediately attracted by the food in the kitchen.

The chefs cook every ingredient with extreme rigor.

The logistics officer on the side was supervising the operation of the kitchen very carefully.

The food is cooked at high temperature and seasoned, gradually emitting an enticing aroma.

Nya Nya only felt her saliva slowly flowing out. The unique smell of seafood made her open her mouth. She squatted there in a daze like a puppy waiting to be fed.

The logistics officer in charge of food distribution today looked at the time and felt that at this rate, they should be able to make it in time for dinner. So he turned around, casually broke off two crab claws from the plate, and began to nibble on them.

She turned around and saw the communications major with an expectant look on his face, so he handed her a crab claw as a gesture of goodwill.

"Ah...thank you." Nya obviously couldn't resist the temptation of food, so she took the crab claws and started to chew them.

Seeing the robots separately packing the food for the small cafeteria and preparing lunch for the leading officers, the logistics officer turned around and asked, "So, Major Mao Mao, what are you doing here? Are you here to oversee the lunch preparations for Colonel Xia Shu?"

At this moment, Nya Nya remembered her "detective mission" and slapped her head and said, "Oh, I came here to investigate the case. I almost forgot."

"Investigating the case?" the logistics officer asked in surprise. "Did a murder occur on the aircraft carrier?"

"Ah, no...but it's almost like a homicide case." Nya Nya showed a serious expression and quickly told the other party the whole story.

The logistics officer thought for a moment, then suddenly looked up and called out, "Chief, Chief, come here."

"Here!" Soon, a girl ran in from outside the kitchen and asked the logistics officer, "Team leader, what can I do for you?"

The logistics officer then introduced Nya, "This is our sergeant. She's in charge of the food warehouse. She's the most familiar with everything going on in the kitchen. If you have any questions, just ask her directly. It's convenient."

Nya Nya nodded and, after exchanging a few pleasantries with the military officer, asked, "Has food been disappearing frequently in your food warehouse lately? Has anything strange happened in the logistics department?"

The sergeant thought for a moment, then said with a pensive expression, "Well, it seems to be true—the previous shift assistants seemed to have mentioned finding unfinished cans of food in the containers. And when we come here on patrol at night, we occasionally hear strange noises."

"What? It sounds creepy." The logistics officer seemed a little scared when he heard it.

Nya Nya thought for a moment and then asked, "What exactly does the strange sound sound like? Can you describe it?"

The sergeant thought for a moment, then said, "It seems to be—a gurgling sound."

Nya Nya nodded, wrote the incident down in her notebook, and casually asked, "The food is running low, why didn't you report it?"

"Hey, it's no big deal," the sergeant said nonchalantly. "The officers on duty often come to the logistics department to find something to eat after leaving their posts. We have plenty of food in our warehouse. Are you afraid of running out of food?"

"Okay. Thank you for your cooperation." Nya Nya quickly shook hands with the two of them, and then walked out of the kitchen.