I am always pushed back

Not knowing where the red wine came from, Richelieu just drank it directly to her mouth, not caring about her image at all. At the same time, she pressed her whole focus on Wang Chuan, which greatly stimulated Wang Chuan’s heart, which had managed to stabilize.

"Hey~ I like you~" Richelieu said to Wang Chuan with a red face and a dazed look.

"Clam?"

Wang Chuan turned around in disbelief and looked directly at Richelieu.

However, what greeted him was the soft red lips of the amorous knight Jean Richelieu.

106. Disputes will arise

French kiss is romantic and affectionate. At the same time, one of its most notable features is that it requires a very large lung capacity.

The so-called KanColle's Richelieu's lung capacity naturally cannot be evaluated by normal people, and Wang Chuan's own strong physical fitness also brings strong lung capacity data.

Gently and passionately, Richelieu kissed Wang Chuan on the lips, and her arms held Wang Chuan tightly, forcing him to be unable to break free.

For a moment, feeling the kiss with the scent of flowers and the moist touch, Wang Chuan completely forgot to push Richelieu away, an act that was clearly inconsistent with their current relationship, and just let Richelieu attack him at will.

"Humph, you're just making yourself lose out. This isn't a world where women are supreme. Big brother, you should step up!"

At this moment, Yinglili, who was in Wang Chuan's inner world, looked at Wang Chuan who was passively attacked by Richelieu outside, and couldn't help showing a mocking and funny expression. At the same time, the movement of her hand drawing the book became a little faster, and there was almost an afterimage.

Just as Richelieu was getting into the mood by kissing the suddenly stunned Wang Chuan, Quincy, who was pulling at his clothes uncomfortably, saw what Richelieu and Wang Chuan were doing. He immediately pouted his lips, yelled "Quincy", and flew over.

“It hurts, it hurts…”

With Quincy's sober pounce, Wang Chuan and Richelieu were knocked to the ground together. At the same time, the real touch also brought Wang Chuan back to his trance.

However, Richelieu should have also recovered his sanity, but the posture of the two was very subtle at the moment. Richelieu just sat on Wang Chuan like that, with their indescribable private parts in indescribable and slightly awkward contact through two layers of clothes.

In an instant, Richelieu felt a little embarrassed, his cheeks flushed, and he hurriedly and shyly got up, completely losing his previous bold and romantic look.

"Well...I am sorry. But do you believe in love at first sight?"

After pulling up Wang Chuan who had fallen to the ground, Richelieu first embarrassedly explained his bold behavior, and then made a serious confession.

"Ah? Love at first sight...?" Looking at Richelieu who looked particularly serious in front of him, Wang Chuan suddenly didn't know what to say.

As for Richelieu, although I don't know what the Richelieu in this world will be like with the Richelieu in my previous world, they are both exactly the same Richelieu, so I definitely have a good impression of him. After all, I have already had some physical contact with Richelieu, although he is not the Richelieu in front of me now.

However, love at first sight is too mysterious to Wang Chuan. It is just like the plot of a TV drama. It seems fine at first glance, but upon second glance, it is full of disharmony and flaws.

Seeing Wang Chuan's helpless and forced smile, Richelieu smiled and resolved the embarrassment of Wang Chuan's silence.

"Then please let us be friends first."

...............

After saying goodbye, it seemed as if nothing had happened. After parting with Richelieu, with whom he was chatting and laughing casually, Wang Chuan brought Quincy, who had been holding his right hand tightly all the way, to the staff dormitory area assigned to him.

However, along the way, Quincy tightly grasped Wang Chuan's right hand, like a puppy longing for its master's love. This harmonious duo was watched by many shipgirls, tactical dolls, and heroic spirits along the way.

Maybe Wang Chuan was wrong. For some reason, he felt that when the female teachers or female students saw Quincy holding their hands, they would feel a kind of unwillingness in their hearts that they themselves were not even aware of.

The name of the United University is pronounced as "university", but in fact it is more like an independent organization with strong financial resources and social status.

Therefore, the staff dormitory that Wang Chuan was assigned to was very large, with one villa for each person and many extra bedrooms. However, this phenomenon mainly occurred because this kind of dormitory was built for multiple people to live together, and Wang Chuan was the only male teacher, so he had to be assigned to one villa for each person.

"Quincy, then you pick a room of your own."

"Kun?"

Quincy tilted his head in confusion and looked at Wang Chuan. Seeing Quincy like this, Wang Chuan couldn't help but smile bitterly. The smile was bitter, but also a little sweet.

"As it stands now, I have to live with Quincy and take care of him."

Yes, Quincy had to live with Wang Chuan, and Wang Chuan had to take care of her in all aspects of life, including cleaning the girl's private parts. And all of this was caused by Missouri's request.

I'm sorry, as the person in charge of American ship girls, Missouri really has the right to make such a decision.

After all, we have to take care of Quincy who has lost his common sense due to injury. What's more, Quincy's sister ships are still fighting on the front line and can't take care of the confused Quincy.

However, because Wang Chuan was the only male teacher who was asked to take care of Quincy, he was harassed by the dormitory manager, Reimu, when he entered the dormitory gate.

When Wang Chuan was holding Quincy's little hand and walking into the gate of the staff dormitory area, he was suddenly stopped by a voice that sounded a little familiar.

"Hey! Wait a minute, guy over there!" Following a loud shout from afar, Wang Chuan felt a poor and shameless aura of greed for money approaching him rapidly.

Wang Chuan turned his head to look in the direction where the voice came from, only to see a face covered in dust. Then, the shameless urban management officer Lingmeng, whom he had met before, turned into a dirt-eating dormitory manager and came behind him, and the two of them put their arms around his shoulders like brothers.

Watching Reimu's familiar money-making expression slowly emerge, Wang Chuan thought he might know what Reimu was trying to do.

As expected, Reimu spoke in that familiar tone.

"Big breasts, let me tell you, it's illegal to kidnap Quincy who knows nothing! But meeting you today is fate. As long as you are willing to do this, I will pretend I didn't see it." As she spoke, Reimu's smile became very bright, and at the same time, her eyes narrowed, and she rubbed her index finger and thumb, making the shape of a banknote.

Seeing Reimu in such a state, with a big gold chain hanging from her body, rings on her hands, and sunglasses on her forehead, Wang Chuan couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth, and with an expressionless face, he pulled Quincy and was about to leave.

"Hey, hey, hey, don't go! I tell you, I'm the one in charge here. If you pass by here today, you must leave something! Otherwise, hehehe~" Reimu wrung her fists in a pretentious manner, as if she was willing to give up everything for money and had no moral principles.

"I'm a new male teacher." Wang Chuan replied helplessly.

"So what?" Reimu clenched her red bean paste bun-sized fist even tighter.

"So, there is no one left, right, Mr. Richelieu?"

At some point, Richelieu returned to the dormitory after finishing his own chores. Seeing his lover blocked at the door of the dormitory, he immediately quickened his pace and walked over.

"Hmm? What's wrong, Teacher Wang Chuan?" Richelieu walked to Wang Chuan in a leisurely manner, smoothed his long golden hair, and smiled kindly.

At this time, Thompson had just finished her course on the submachine gun dolls and was about to return to her teacher's dormitory to rest. However, the moment she saw Wang Chuan in front of the dormitory gate, she was stunned.

That is the heart-pounding feeling of wanting to possess.

For some reason, Thomson suddenly had mixed emotions and vague memories in his mind. It was as if he had experienced it himself and fell in love with someone because of it.

107. Thomson's Memories

Thomson fell into his own dreamlike memories.

It was an extremely brutal battle, a grand battle between Griffin, the military and various organizations and the Iron Blood.

I don’t know what went wrong with the Iron Bloods, but their overwhelming offensive like a flood swept across Akina Mountain.

As one of the important front-line battlefields of mankind, Akina Mountain cannot be lost.

Even with such a terrifying military as the backbone to resist the crazy attacks of those iron-blooded people, like the indiscriminate attacks and bombings of the most devout believers who sacrificed their lives for their faith, the Griffin side was still almost defeated, and countless humanoids died in an instant.

Thomson, a commanderless free doll under Griffin, followed by several unconscious one-star cannon fodder dolls, is at this moment facing a desperate situation in her doll career on Akina Mountain.

"Da-da-da-da-da!"

"boom!"

Guns and cannons roar all the time, but bullets, shells and cannonballs have no emotions. They only fly through the air, drawing impeccable parabolas and shooting into the ground, walls, or the enemy's flesh and blood.

"Damn it! Why are there so many Iron Bloods this time? They're all rushing towards us like crazy!"

With the help of Yan Ti, Thomson suddenly stood up and used his superb marksmanship to shoot at the Iron Blood that was closest to him at the moment. When the bullet hit the bottom with a click, he immediately retreated into the bunker.

After changing the magazine for his gun, Thompson raised his hands, which were shaking from long and intense shooting, and slowly lit a cigarette for himself, trying to calm his unstable heart.

In this situation, can I still survive? It is too late to back up the mind cloud map now, and it seems impossible for rescue to come for a masterless humanoid like me...

Even though he was almost certain that he would be killed, Thompson still did not give up that tiny hope. He immediately performed a tactical roll to avoid the Iron Blood's gunfire, then raised his gun and fought back.

"Da da! Da da da! Da..."

With his ammunition supply running low, Thompson was forced to give up suppressive fire and switch to precise point-fire.

This might allow Thompson to hold out a little longer, but in return more bullets would be launched at her.

Those brass bullets, carrying tremendous kinetic energy, penetrated the air and flew towards Thomson and the one-star cannon fodder figure beside her.

In this situation, Thomson was powerless to save the situation. He could only watch as his shield was gradually consumed and was about to reach the bottom. The cannon fodder figures beside him were torn into pieces by the quilts and bullets, and then their bodies, with sparks and scattered parts, slowly fell down.

It seems that this is an irreversible desperate situation.

The shooting never stopped, but a bitter smile slowly appeared on the corner of Thompson's mouth.

A chilly breeze blew from the gloomy sky, whistling across Thomson's face.

The ammunition was running out, and Thomson's heart sank to the bottom. Born to be belligerent, she simply threw away her gun and prepared to fight the iron-blooded warriors.

"go to hell!"

The corners of her eyes were almost torn, and her eyes were wide open with madness and bloodthirstiness. Thomson was already relying on her own willingness to die to fight these iron-blooded people.

"Pong!"

I don't know who fired the cannon, but the sound was completely different from the iron-blooded guns and cannons. Thomson's silent heart suddenly felt hopeful again.

"boom!"

The group of iron bloods in front of her were torn apart by the gunfire.

If there is no need to die, what if the doll wishes to die?

Thomson changed his plan instantly and ignited his desire to survive. With the help of cover, he barely hid in a bomb crater.

Then, Thomson looked in the direction of the suspected friendly forces.

“What?! What is this?!”

Instantly, Thomson's glasses widened again, only this time it was out of surprise.

On the top of Akina Mountain, on the winding and steep road with extremely wide angles, an unknown Chinese Type 59 tank was moving rapidly.

In front of the Type 59 tank is a large winding road section. What should this seemingly bulky but incredibly fast Type 59 tank do?

Oh my god! What is that!

The bulky Type 59 tank actually managed to perform a graceful drifting action. It did a beautiful tailspin and knocked away several Iron-Blooded Armored units at the same time, thus passing the bend.

However, the next step is the nine consecutive hairpin turns. However, the previous cool operation has already surprised Thomson so much that he doesn't know what to say.

At this moment, all the iron-blooded and energetic people present turned their attention to this uninvited guest, a Type 59 tank that seemed to have been modified.

But it was no use. With a clang, the bullets or shells fired at the Type 59 tanks were all deflected, and all the iron-blooded soldiers present seemed to have the same message in their minds - we failed to penetrate the enemy's armor.

Then, the Type 59 tank entered the nine-hairpin bend, but how could the small road accommodate the huge tank?

The cannon fodder Tiexue who was lying on the grass beside the 9th Company's hairpin saw the Type 59 tank fall over the drainage ditch, and the iron drainage ditch bent under the weight.

If this continues, the tank is likely to overturn due to unstable grip and excessive speed.

This was the conclusion reached by the iron-blooded cannon fodder standing by through his own calculations.

Unfortunately, the modified Type 59 will fail. Sorry, the happy modified Type 59 tank is still happy.

“What is that!?”

Thomson used his excellent eyesight as a five-star humanoid to see the flames coming out from the side of the Type 59 tank.

Could it be... this is... a vector nozzle!

The armor plates on both sides of the Type 59 tank flipped up, revealing a series of vector nozzles!

Driven by the huge, hack-like modifications and the tremendous force of the vector nozzle, this madly modified Type 59 performed nine beautiful drifting moves and drove out of nine consecutive hairpin turns at high speed.

The final straight down the mountain was packed with bulky Iron Blood armored units.

Their gun muzzles roared wildly, and the deafening flames instantly dyed the gloomy sky red.

If the artillery fire is deflected, these iron-blooded armored units will also use themselves to block the steps of the magic-modified 59!

"Boom! Boom!"

Under the rendering of artillery fire, there is a speeding Type 59 tank.

If it doesn't slow down, it will crash into the Iron Blood armored units.

"Ong~"

Suddenly, the vector nozzle fired again, but this time the direction of the jet was downward.

If this is a game, then the modified Type 59 tank must have been secretly given the function of jumping with the space bar and gliding with the shift key.

Oh my god! The Type 59 tank takes off!

Even someone as powerful as Thomson was stunned for a moment when she saw such a scene.

"Boom!"

The ground shook as the Type 59 tank landed, leaving cracks with a diameter of nine meters.

At this moment, the Type 59 tank was only a few steps away from the Fujiwara Tofu Shop where Thomson used it as a cover, and this small tofu shop was also shaken by the impact just now.