I am always pushed back

72. Let’s go and do something!

The next morning, Wang Chuan climbed out of bed drowsily, but Bismarck beside him had disappeared, apparently he had gotten up long ago.

It's funny to say that just after Bismarck shyly hugged Wang Chuan, they both froze.

The embarrassed Wang Chuan was routinely cowardly, while Bismarck's inner shyness reached an incomparable level, and then they kept hugging each other until they fell asleep.

"You shameless spendthrift! Don't you see how many people have taken off their pants? You only show them this?" Yinglili's sharp and continuous complaints kept coming out in Wang Chuan's inner world. However, Wang Chuan blocked Yinglili. Or rather, he blocked her subconsciously.

This blonde loser fell silent after realizing that all her complaints were in vain. Her golden ponytails drooped weakly, and her face hidden by her hair made people wonder what kind of expression she had underneath. She OTZed and crawled to the ground.

Then, he took out a brush and started to paint happily. The content on it was very discordant. Tsk tsk tsk, you know, what about knight princess, Taimanin...

As if sensing the malicious intent coming from an unknown source, the golden-haired Ying Lili, who was happily creating on the ground, suddenly stopped what she was doing, raised her head and looked around, scanning every suspicious-looking place with suspicion.

After a fruitless search, Ying Lili heartlessly withdrew her gaze and continued with her creation.

"Hehehe~" A weird and shy expression appeared on her face from time to time, which looked very creepy.

At Wang Chuan's place, after washing up, he saw Bismarck who was on guard downstairs, and then they went to the restaurant together to have breakfast.

However, Wang Chuan always felt that the Bismarck beside him and the Bismarck here were looking at each other vaguely. Then, it seemed that they had reached the same opinion?

In any case, after finishing breakfast with his group of ship girls and tactical dolls, Wang Chuan was ready to set off.

Lexington brought Wang Chuan to the gate of the garrison and command post, where a tank that looked extremely heavily armored was parked, along with many motorcycles and infantry fighting vehicles.

Wang Chuan's forehead was visibly black. If this lineup went to Chaldea, people would think that he was leading his group of ship girls and tactical dolls to take down Chaldea in one fell swoop...

"Lexington, forget about that armored vehicle. What's the purpose of this Type 59 modernized modified tank next to it?" After finally calming down his choking heart, Wang Chuan pointed with trembling hands at the group of tanks driven by his tactical humanoids.

"Ahem, well, this is because everyone is worried about your safety, so the tactical dolls have sent out tanks to escort you to Chaldea. These tanks and vehicles have been modified together with the scientific research-type ship girls such as Yubari and the tactical dolls, and both their firepower and protection are very impressive..."

No matter how wonderful Lexington's words were, Wang Chuan kept looking at Lexington with strange eyes.

After a long time, Lexington felt a little embarrassed to be stared at. However, the appearance of Cat and Bismarck temporarily broke the awkward atmosphere between Wang Chuan and Lexington.

"Admiral, it's time to set off. Our convoy will escort you along the way, and Chaldea has already agreed to our convoy escort." Cat reported to Wang Chuan with a serious face, and Bismarck next to him also stood straight.

Wang Chuan had no more to say. He waved his hand and walked onto the armored vehicle with the cat.

Seeing that their admiral/commander had already boarded the armored vehicle, the ship girls and tactical figures that were ready to go in the back also lined up and came to their own vehicles and sat on them.

By the way, the Italian ship girls, such as Sister VV, all wore mafia-style clothes, sunglasses, and black leather gloves on their hands as they rode on heavy motorcycles. At the same time, they also carried ship-mounted guns on their backs, giving them an image that they were definitely not to be messed with from a distance.

However, Veneto still looked a little unhappy. Because the heavy motorcycles of the Italian ship girls were reduced in proportion to their height. If someone walked closer and took a look, it actually looked a bit like a children's toy motorcycle.

The Type 95, Type 97, Type 56 and other Chinese guns drove the modified modernized Type 59 tank together. The roaring engine roared, and the Type 59's extremely shocking appearance, rough and powerful lines, and the righteous caliber made people feel that it was not simple at first glance.

In short, just like that, Wang Chuan, under the strict protection of a group of ship girls and tactical humanoids, advanced mightily towards Chaldea.

Looking at the huge momentum and the group of murderous ship girls and tactical dolls, the onlookers who didn't know thought a war was about to break out.

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In the town that Wang Chuan was about to pass, a strange boy who looked pretty good was observing everything around him with a strange look on his face. He looked at the pretty girls on the street with a very vulgar look.

His name is Ito Makoto, and he was just an ordinary Japanese high school student. If there is any difference, it is probably that he was very popular with women and had multiple relationships.

However, after his girlfriend, Kaede Kotonoha, discovered that he was playing two games with one foot, he was killed with a hatchet!

However, perhaps God had a blessing on him, and he was reborn into this world with incredible superpowers. This superpower was like a game save file. He died, but the next second he was resurrected to a certain time before his death.

After many deaths, he gradually felt that he might be the destined protagonist! So, after solving his own survival problem, his lust gradually became stronger again.

Gradually, the streetwalkers could no longer satisfy his appetite, so he started to keep multiple mistresses. But, gradually, he was not satisfied again. Then, while wandering around the street one day, he saw a creature called KanColle.

The beauty, beyond the beauty of any human woman, possessed a fascinating charm. He was excited and thrilled.

Are shipgirls loyal? Ito Makoto doesn't think so.

There is no corner in this world that cannot be pried open. Makoto Ito is confident that with his face, he can most likely trick the so-called ship girl into his bed and play with her slowly.

At worst, if I die I can start over again, so it’s not a loss, right?

Just like that, he saw Veneto, who was sulking alone in the distance and speeding towards him on a heavy motorcycle.

73. Battleship Veneto

Veneto rode his miniature motorcycle, sullenly accelerating to the front of the convoy to so-called lead the way.

"What...what's this...specially customized, what's for my good, this is clearly discrimination against me!" The big sister remembered the cow's face that said "good for you", and she was immediately furious.

Thinking of this, she stepped on the accelerator even harder with her black leather shoes, causing the heavy motorcycle under her to roar fiercely and fly forward aggressively.

His gaze turned to Ito Makoto.

The scumbag Cheng, with his sharp eyesight, saw Veneto speeding on the road from a distance. Looking at Veneto's delicate, small and cute face, petite and soft body, and the unique mafia clothing, his inner desire was stirring.

Is this the legendary destroyer? Hehehe, I wonder what it feels like to get a destroyer into bed.

Thinking of this, Ito Makoto licked the corner of his mouth, narrowed his eyes and looked at Veneto who was about to pass by with evil thoughts.

When Veneto was about to arrive, he put on his sanctimonious face again, and at the same time ordered his scammers to prepare to use his tried and tested scam tactics of threatening and seducing people.

Seeing that Veneto was about to speed through the block, Ito Makoto's younger brother suddenly rushed to the front of Veneto. However, Veneto did not seem to have any intention of slowing down, and the engine was still roaring.

"Um?!"

Feeling unhappy, Veneto discovered that there seemed to be a scammer in front of him, because he clearly felt that the man and the group of people around him exuded malice.

After determining that this person was probably a scammer, Veneto, who was originally not very upset, became even more annoyed. He stepped on the accelerator even harder, and the roar of the engine became even louder.

Humph! If this scammer doesn't get out of the way, I'll run him over!

"Boss, she doesn't seem to want to stop!" At this time, the younger brother lying on the ground was a little confused. After all, Veneto's aggressive driving made it look like he wanted to run her over.

"No, I'll have my brothers surround this intersection, she can't escape even if she has wings. Besides, isn't it said that KanColle is a saint? When I'm done playing, it will be your turn." Ito Makoto said calmly, while he directed a group of people to surround the intersection, looking like they were going to cause trouble. Seeing this, passers-by who knew that this group of people were hooligans quickened their pace and left.

Seeing that the group of people in front of him were determined to get him into trouble, Veneto was furious. He stepped on the accelerator to the maximum and rushed forward with a fierce murderous aura!

Seeing that Veneto really didn't want to stop, the brother in charge of the scam suddenly panicked and tried to get up quickly.

However, no, the angry Veneto rushed directly at him.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!!!"

As the guy who was responsible for the fraud screamed in pain in mid-air and fell heavily to the ground, there was no movement. Veneto turned around and looked impatiently at the people who wanted to surround him.

"You, you actually killed our brother!" Ito Makoto rushed out impulsively, pointing at Veneto with an indignant look, looking very sad and gloomy.

In fact, he didn't feel anything, just lost a little brother.

"Hmm? What do you want from me?" Veneto stopped the motorcycle, stood up and unclenched his fists, looking annoyed.

However, Ito Makoto, who was lost in himself, did not notice that Veneto's reaction was completely different from what he had planned, and just kept talking excitedly to himself.

"Hmm? How is it? Good! Come with us to that room and have a good talk about what to do about this matter! You look like a destroyer girl, if you don't want to cause trouble for your admiral, just follow us obediently." Ito Makoto, who felt that he was about to succeed, had a ferocious expression on his face. He was even excited and wanted to go up and kidnap Veneto.

However, this group of hooligans who know nothing about KanColle do not know what they will face.

In the soul network, Veneto connected with Wang Chuan.

"Admiral, a group of thugs wanted to rape me. They seemed to be repeat offenders."

"Hmm?" Wang Chuan frowned immediately and responded decisively.

"These scumbags taught me a good lesson. If anything goes wrong, I'll take care of it."

After receiving the response, Veneto kicked away a wretched man who was approaching him and took out his 381 caliber Italian cannon.

At this time, Ito Makoto felt the danger and something was wrong. He shouted fiercely: "What do you want to do! I'm warning you, I!"

“BOOM!!! BOOM BOOM BOOM!!!”

The irritable Veneto fired directly at their crotch, but even so, they would definitely not survive.

With a burst of gunfire, a group of scum was reduced to ashes.

"Veneto, what happened to you?" Wang Chuan heard the sound of Veneto firing in the distance and asked curiously.

"Nothing, just purifying the world."

"Oh..." Wang Chuan was tolerant of this. He didn't want to stop his ship girl from defending herself against the scum.

Do I have to put a hat on myself?

In this way, after venting his dissatisfaction with a bombardment, Veneto returned to the convoy.

"Veneto, um, are you okay?" On the way, Wang Chuan asked Veneto, who was a little worried, through the soul network.

"It's okay." Veneto's voice sounded a little listless in the soul network.

Wang Chuan was a little worried about this. Then he decided on a small plan.

"Cat, I remember there should be a spare large heavy motorcycle, right?"

"Yes, what's the matter, Admiral?"

"Nothing, I just want to ride it."

During the stop, Wang Chuan rode a normal-sized motorcycle to Veneto's side. He picked up the bewildered Veneto, put him on his motorcycle, and held him in his arms.

"Veneto, come for a ride with me today."

"Hmm..." The big sister of Veneto, the leader of the Italian Mafia, was rarely angry at being treated like a child. Instead, she was a little shy.

After all, being held in such an intimate embrace, even if it was a child... who cares!! JIOJIO, I don't want to be a battleship!

In this way, Veneto was cared for by Wang Chuan like a child, feeling the warmth and fatherly love that were hard to have in normal times.

Fatherly love? Although Veneto said that she did not want to stop at a simple father-daughter relationship, she once received a comic book from the little angel Aviel - Ghost Father.

Not far away, the little angel Aviel looked at his big sister with a sly smile, and whispered to his little sister, the little devil: "Look, the big sister herself is a destroyer at heart~ and she still refuses to admit it."

"Woo!"

Suddenly, the little angel's body froze.

Even though Veneto was taken far away by Wang Chuan on a heavy motorcycle, she still looked at Aviel and smiled very kindly.

74. What is the big fool level?

Chaldea, a mysterious force from the other world. However, Chaldea is now known to the common people. All of this originated from the beginning of the great chaos long ago.

There is no way to find out the exact time when the chaos began, but what is certain is that from that day on, humans no longer dominate the earth.

A girl from the deep sea, carrying a strange ship outfit; an iron-blooded humanoid from a suspected runaway humanoid factory; and, the resurrected dead, and various evil and gloomy monsters.

At first, humans were losing ground. The huge steel warships were powerless against the weak girls; the soldiers and tanks were slaughtered mercilessly; the civilians were threatened by various monsters. But, perhaps it was fate, they appeared.

The mysterious appearance of the Iron Girl, the tactical humanoids developed by the Black Technology Group, and the sudden appearance of Chaldea.

After a hard battle, humans finally found their home again.

But it’s not over yet.

The deep sea is still lurking on the surface, the iron blood is still lurking on the land, and all kinds of monsters may emerge from the shadows at any time. Human survival is still facing great challenges.

Just like this, a group of admirals and commanders emerged one after another. However, according to Chaldean legend, there is only one being called the Master.

However, even now no one knows the identity of this master.

While the beautiful girls carrying steel and the tactical dolls coming off the production line are fighting against foreign enemies, they are also suffering unfair treatment.

The treatment of the KanColles is still acceptable, but the treatment of the tactical T-dolls is a bit miserable.

The dolls were discriminated against, expelled, and their fire control cores were disassembled and even auctioned off as toys.

In such an environment, every tactical doll is particularly loyal and loving to the commander who cares about and cherishes them. Of course, the same is true for the ship girls.

In Thomson's memories, most humans were not friendly. She was not a tactical humanoid built directly by Wang Chuan, but was brought back when she was rescued, and she fell in love with this unique commander. At the beginning, without a commander, Thomson suffered a lot from the dark side of humans.

Trapped, slandered, and even raped. However, Thomson was not the type to accept things passively, so she resisted fiercely and was eventually labeled as an iron-blooded person by the crowd.

"Fortunately, I met my commander." Thomson recalled the hardships she had experienced in the past and thought about her current happiness. She looked at Wang Chuan, who was riding a heavy motorcycle with Veneto in his arms and running in front of the convoy, and a smile appeared on her cold face.

Just like that, when we reached distant Chaldea, the sun set and night fell.

In fact, Wang Chuan wanted to take a plane at first, but for some reason his ship girls and tactical dolls strongly opposed it.

Now, there was still halfway to the journey to Chaldea, and Lexington had already booked a luxury hotel on the way. Almost, several hundred rooms, reserved the whole place.

So, Wang Chuan looked at the huge bed in his presidential suite and fell silent. His forehead was covered with black lines, he took a deep breath, his chest rose and fell, and his body trembled.

Looking at King Kong lying on his bed shamelessly, Wang Chuan couldn't help feeling a headache.

"King Kong, it's getting late, it's time to go to bed."