I am always pushed back

However, for Wang Chuan, when the DSR-50 wall-dong came, it was accompanied by an incomparable sense of oppression and the taste of a mature woman.

"Oh, brother, you don't look very well~"

Seeing Wang Chuan shivering under her like a pitiful fledgling, DSR-50 became more and more excited. She lowered her body even lower, and the amplitude of her whole body became more and more dangerous. She blew a breath slowly and bit Wang Chuan's ear.

For a moment, the electric shock-like feeling made Wang Chuan tremble involuntarily, and all the muscles in his body were completely tensed.

Seeing this, DSR-50 showed an increasingly intriguing smile on his face. It looked a little dangerous, but also a little tempting.

"Please don't do these obscene things to my admiral!"

Bismarck, who was standing by, had reached the limit of his tolerance for the DSR-50's large movements. He suddenly stood up, materialized his own ship suit, and aimed the black muzzle of his gun at the DSR-50.

The German cat's face was flushed and shy, as if the pure girl could not accept such an exciting scene yet.

Wang Chuan seemed to be awakened by Bismarck's shout and began to struggle. However, at first, Wang Chuan did not use too much force, thinking that he could not hurt DSR-50. However, seeing DSR-50's motionless body, Wang Chuan gradually became a little anxious and wanted to use more force.

What was desperate was that Wang Chuan didn't know why, but not only could he not use the power of DSR-50 that had recovered to the point where it could rival the Heaven-Swallowing Gu Kun, but his struggles seemed to be secretly rubbing against the two abundant breasts of DSR-50.

Now, the situation becomes a little delicate.

DSR-50 kept his seductive smile and simply pressed on Wang Chuan. He looked at Bismarck provocatively and said with a smile: "Hey, Miss Bismarck's admiral is this guy, but it looks like you two are not husband and wife. If you are not careful, let me play with you. I quite like your admiral."

"Impossible!" Bismarck was angered by DSR-50's words and shouted like an Oscar with his fur standing on end.

"Eh? Your admiral seems to prefer a figure like mine?"

As he spoke, DSR-50 raised his right hand, stroked Wang Chuan's cheek, and pressed his center of gravity more towards Wang Chuan.

"Well!!!!"

Wang Chuan looked at Bismarck in horror, but his mouth had been sealed by the human heart of DSR-50. He could not speak and could only make dirty noises like the commander and admiral.

"boom!!!!"

The sound of artillery fire covered the dormitory area. Wang Chuan was held by the DSR-50 and flew out together.

"Cough cough cough...."

In the smoke and dust, Wang Chuan couldn't help coughing a few times to show that he was scared, but when the dust settled, he felt the true weight of fear.

In the shock wave, the cheongsam on DSR-50 was torn apart by the friction between the airflow and the ground, exposing large areas of snow-white skin. Due to the lack of fabric, the cheongsam that DSR-50 was wearing, which was originally designed to show off her figure, was now difficult to cover her skin.

However, DSR-50's expression turned gloomy, no longer showing the teasing and joking look as before.

"Bismarck, are you serious about firing your cannon?"

Bismarck, who was furious, came to his senses. Although he felt very guilty for his rash firing and lost his mind because of his emotions, he still said seriously: "The range of my artillery fire at that time would only have the aftermath hit you. If you let go of my admiral, you will be the only one to fly out."

"Ah."

What’s different from the past is that this time, DSR-50’s smile looks dangerous.

She gently let go of the confused Wang Chuan in her arms, patted the dust off herself, and declared to Bismarck in a stern voice: "Bismarck, do you dare to have an exercise with me?"

"I couldn't ask for more." Bismarck certainly wouldn't back down from DSR-50's request, but DSR-5 didn't finish her words.

"If you lose, I will take your admiralship. Bismarck, do you have the guts?"

DSR-50's smile suddenly deepened, just like the big bad wolf suddenly revealing its true face, or like the calm sea finally raising huge waves.

"Please allow me to refuse. I will not gamble with my admiral."

"Yeah...."

Looking at Bismarck's still stubborn expression, DSR-50's smile suddenly stopped and he became serious.

"Well, let me see how strong you are. See you at the training ground in an hour."

After saying this, DSR-50 left without any regrets.

No, it should be that before leaving, she looked at Wang Chuan deeply, as if she wanted to engrave his image in her heart. However, she still left, turned around, and did not look back.

Hmm? Why did the DSR-50 turn around?

However, the turn is not big, about 50 degrees. By the way, DSR-'s dormitory is right next to Wang Chuan...

"Admiral, I will go back and make preparations." After saying this to Wang Chuan, Bismarck seriously pulled the lazy Bei Zhai and left for his dormitory.

In this way, all that was left was the violently destroyed gate, Quincy from QuincyQuinOvO, and the confused Wang Chuan.

So, how did they start fighting?

The confused Wang Chuan felt that his brain waves were totally incompatible with those of the teachers in the academy... In this chaotic world, perhaps only the cute Quincy still had some warmth.

"I'm afraid that when I meet POI, in this chaotic world, only POI's butt will be a little warm." In her little inner world, Ying Lili inexplicably uttered such a complaint.

"So, the dormitory that we finally cleaned up now has to be cleaned again..."

Helplessly looking at the dormitory without a door and covered with dust from the ceiling, Wang Chuan felt his heart was broken.

"Hmm? Teacher Wang Chuan, what's going on? Do you need any help?"

"Um?!"

Turning around, Wang Chuan discovered that the person who came was Richelieu who had arrived at some point in time.

Wherever there is a need for help, there will be the French Knight.

"Thank you very much."

As expected, in this cold and indifferent world, only Sister Li can give people a little warmth.

With Richelieu's enthusiastic help, Wang Chuanru was deeply touched and thought so emotionally.

Richelieu Plan Pass.

113. Exercise in progress

An hour later, in the United High School's simulated training ground.

As a joint college that trains top combat power, the training grounds are naturally not low-level, and will take into account the requirements of combat in all aspects. In order to ensure the fairness of the combat power competition of personnel from different power systems, the combat venues will automatically change according to the requirements.

The shipgirl can only unleash her unparalleled firepower on the vast sea. And ground combat units like tactical dolls can rely on their various designs to defeat the enemy in complex terrain.

Generally speaking, the combat styles of most ship girls are quite different from others, and they tend to use powerful firepower strikes. Caliber is power, and range is truth. If anyone is not convinced, please come and take my shot!

Aircraft carrier ship girls are of course different, and long-range sniper rifle dolls like the DSR-50 rely more on terrain concealment and seizing opportunities to deal a fatal blow to the enemy.

Assuming that the exercise duel between Bismarck and DSR-50 was caused by himself, Wang Chuan quickly cleaned the dormitory with the unusually enthusiastic help of Richelieu, and then followed the instructions given by the academy terminal to find the training ground for the competition between ship girls and tactical humanoids.

This training ground, thanks to the wealth of the United College, is unusually large. If I were to describe it specifically, it would probably be like the water city of Venice.

Such terrain imposes certain restrictions on both the ship girls and the tactical dolls, but it also gives both sides room to display their strengths.

"Ah, the disobedient kitten is here~"

In the distance, DSR-50, who had changed into his normal combat uniform, walked slowly with a provocative smile. Looking at Tirpitz, Wang Chuanyi and others who had arrived a few minutes earlier than him and were already watching the battle at Bismarck, he made a slightly joking remark.

"Stop talking nonsense, or are you just good at talking?"

Bismarck was teased like this in front of his admiral, and naturally he instantly became like an irritated cat again, and his whole body began to exude a malicious aura.

However, when DSR-50 heard Bismarck's slightly angry rebuttal, it started to giggle and laugh.

"Is my mouth good or not? Do you want your admiral to come over to my place tonight and try it out?"

This time, Bismarck didn't say much, but her face became more gloomy. She directly unfolded her ship's equipment, launched into the water and sailed towards the training ground. However, Bei Zhai seemed a little excited. When he heard DDSR-50's teasing words, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he picked up a small notebook and started doing something.

Yinglili also performed the same action as Beizhai. Even though no one has come to Wang Chuan's inner world to appreciate his many works, Yinglili is always working tirelessly.

As for Wang Chuan, to be honest, the moment he heard DSR-50's teasing words, he was stunned, and he had some small thoughts in his mind.

It was a dark night, and I was tossing and turning in my bedroom on the second floor, unable to fall asleep. Then, the window was opened by a dark shadow, and the dark shadow pressed on me...

Huh?! No, why am I always the one being oppressed? Have I started to accept this?

The more he thought about it, the more horrifying it was. Wang Chuan was suddenly shocked to find that his thoughts had begun to go astray, and were completely different from the masculine style he had in mind.

What the hell is this tsundere's fantasy? I, Wang Chuan, am not such a person, and I definitely won't take it seriously!

Cold sweat was already pouring down his forehead as he fantasized about it, but Wang Chuan still remained stubborn.

"Well, I'm leaving too. Teacher Wang Chuan, oh no, how about I call you Commander~?"

Seeing that the Bismarck was about to sail into the training ground, the DSR-50 was also about to set off. However, before leaving, she was like a fox with three tails, trying to tease Wang Chuan's heartstrings.

Wang Chuan felt very uncomfortable as he watched DSR-50 leave in a graceful manner after finishing her words, leaving behind her graceful back.

Because, for some reason, he felt that he and DSR-50 seemed to have known each other for a long time in some ways, and he enjoyed her teasing style of communication. However, Wang Chuan still felt very strange about himself.

It's over. What's wrong with me? Every time I see a more attractive ship girl or tactical doll, I think I'm very familiar with them. Could it be that I'm the world's number one gigolo or they're all my wives? It's impossible. I can't be the kind of person who treats any paper person as his wife.

"Yeah. As long as you're happy." Ying Lili's creative ideas are now gushing out like a fountain, and the brush is dancing rapidly on the paper. The rapid creative speed even leaves her with little energy to carry out her own complaining.

Slowly moving his eyes closer to the drawing paper beside Ying Lili, he could vaguely see two blurry human figures. It was a very... picture. If some seemingly gentlemanly wolves saw it, they would probably lose control of their hands.

So, Ying Lili casually drew another draft, but unfortunately the back of the draft covered the magical picture.

Regardless of Kitazaki and Yinglili who were caught up in their enthusiastic creative mode, the DSR-50 and Bismarck in the training ground were about to have their first confrontation.

Wang Chuan, who was watching the battle from a distance, was observing the movements in the training ground through the live broadcast system of the training ground.

At the intersection of the continent and the ocean, a water city was separated to become the training ground for Bismarck and DSR-50.

The undulating terrain of buildings in the complex network of waterways certainly gave DSR-50 many options for hiding, but it also reduced her sniper's vision a lot. Unless, go to the commanding heights.

However, for a ship with an abnormal range, how could her radar and her own reconnaissance capabilities be weak? If the DSR-50 is discovered at the so-called commanding heights and is hit by a salvo, it is basically a declaration of GG. Therefore, she must be more cautious, that is, a guerrilla-like tactic.

Compared with the concealment of DSR-50, Bismarck was swaggering around with its ferocious ship equipment, trying to find any opportunity to teach DSR-50 a lesson.

The intrigues between Bismarck and DSR-50 in the water city were, in a sense, like the German army's steel torrent being forced into a disadvantageous position in street fighting in Stalingrad, always in a passive position.

"Yeah! There's someone there!"

The reflection flashed across Bismarck's eyes for a moment, but the sharp-eyed Bismarck certainly would not miss it, and immediately fired a high-explosive bomb at it.

However, to be on the safe side, she did not fire a volley.

114. On the two groups of people who destroyed DSR-50

A dark shadow flashed by; it was the DSR-50 moving quickly between the buildings.

She was like a sharp cheetah, shuttling through the narrow concrete jungle, using the surrounding buildings as cover and limiting Bismarck's artillery fire by restricting her field of vision.

"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Bismarck fired four high-explosive bombs in succession, using the sparks and heat waves to restrain the DSR-50.

Since it is impossible to strike accurately, use devastating firepower to teach the enemy a lesson!

The overwhelming firepower blocked everything around DSR-50. Buildings of all sizes were destroyed in an instant in the artillery fire. The previous moment, DSR-50 was hiding in the tower of a tall white building similar to a church. The next moment, her pupils suddenly shrank and she jumped out of the window almost subconsciously.

"Boom!"

Another wave of heat from the explosion swept through the DSR-50, which had no time to react. In mid-air, she was blown several meters away by the huge impact force.

At this moment, the originally towering church has turned into ruins.

However, Bismarck was not one to show mercy. While the DSR-50 was unable to move well in mid-air, the originally calculated shells had already flown out of the barrel impatiently, eager to seize this victory.

"hateful......."

In the eyes of the tactical humanoids and ship girls with amazing reactions, although everything seemed to pass very quickly and a few seconds passed in an instant, to them, it was like slow motion.

Of course, this only applies to top-level ship girls and tactical figures.

Watching himself being led into the rhythm by Bismarck and being trapped in the situation of being surrounded by artillery fire, DSR-50 gritted his teeth and activated his skill directly in the air, armor-piercing shooting.

Without spending time aiming as usual, DSR-50 fired directly in a certain direction. The huge impact force caused it to temporarily deviate from Bismarck's fire coverage, so it avoided being defeated in this round of artillery fire.

Feeling the burning sensation on his body, DSR-50 frowned, feeling that something was wrong.

"Bismarck's performance today far exceeded her previous performance. This level of artillery fire is probably very easy for her now. If this continues, I will definitely be the loser... Impossible! Normally, the naval combat power of the ship girls is almost the same as our tactical T-dolls, so why is it that today... Wait!"

A flash of inspiration came to DSR-50's mind, and he remembered a rumor that came from nowhere.

In fact, the real top-level ship girls or tactical dolls who have their own past history are incomplete in a sense, and the combat power they show is not their full combat power. When they have their own admirals or commanders, their strength will be truly unleashed.

Unfortunately, in this world, apart from Wang Chuan who just appeared and became the admiral of Bismarck and Tirpitz, there is no other ship girl or tactical figure with her own past history who has her own admiral or commander.

Those human admirals and commanders were all nameless puppet ship girls and tactical dolls who had no independent consciousness and no self-past.

From this perspective, the reinforcement Bismarck received with Wang Chuan as her admiral made her far stronger than herself.

After figuring it all out, DSR-50's eyes suddenly became unhappy.

"No more fighting. I can't beat you now."