Chapter 558 Muddy Waters
In such a large garrison, Su Xia was not afraid of Lexington or Missouri. Ten times a night was no big deal, and she would just be unable to get out of bed the next day. She was only afraid of the Soviet Union. It was because the experience of her pulling down his pants and chasing him around was so impressive that it was still vivid in her mind.
Seeing the Soviet Union blocking the way ahead, Su Xia subconsciously looked around for a way out. There were many ways out, but thinking about it, as a man, it was not reasonable for him to run away when he met a girl, so he asked, "What does the Soviet Union want from me?"
"Has the Admiral made an appointment with anyone to have dinner together?" As Veneto's cousin, the short Soviet girl, nicknamed Venetosky, looked up at Su Xia and asked.
Su Xia hesitated for a moment, and finally decided to tell the truth: "No."
"Well you have it now," said the Soviet Union.
"Uh..." Su Xia wanted to refuse, but didn't know how to refuse.
It wasn't that he hated the Soviet Union, nor that he didn't dare to have dinner with her. The cafeteria only had beer and fruit wine, but the Soviets would bring their own drinks, and the wine that couldn't be lit with a lighter wasn't considered wine, it was basically a drink. It just so happened that he wasn't the type who could drink, so low-alcohol beer, sake, red wine, etc. were fine, but there was really no way he could handle white wine.
"Admiral, let's go."
Su Xia didn't care about Su Xia's attitude at all. He grabbed Su Xia's wrist and dragged him to the corner of the food pick-up area, which was the territory of the Su group. At least these Su group knew their limits and knew to hide in the corner to drink and try not to disturb others. Of course, if you accidentally broke in, it was your business. To a certain extent, it was considered a restricted area in the cafeteria.
Su looked weak, but she was actually very strong. Otherwise, she would not have been able to pull down Su Xia's pants. Su Xia couldn't help but follow her. She was holding a plate in her hand, so she didn't want to fall down accidentally. She could only say, "Don't pull me, I'll walk by myself."
Kirov held his chin and watched Suxia following the Soviet Union. When Suxia passed by her, he reminded her in a low voice: "Ji Ling came to see the Soviet Union this afternoon." That was all he had to say. If she understood, she would listen. If she didn't understand, she didn't plan to explain any more.
Su Xia was stunned when she heard Kirov's words. What did Kirov mean by Ji Ling contacting the Soviet Union in the afternoon? Thinking about recommending Ji Ling to London as a food taster this morning... Ji Ling must be resentful, so why would she contact the Soviet Union to help her find a place?
Before he could figure it out, he saw that the Soviet Union walked to an empty table in the corner, where a lot of wine was neatly arranged. He now recognized a lot of wine and was sure that they were all strong liquors.
No matter what Ji Ling said to Su Su, it was certain that Su Su wanted him to drink with her.
So what should we do now? Just run away?
Su Xia looked around for a solution. At this moment, a flash of light flashed through his mind and he came up with an idea.
Su Xia hesitated. Su Su walked quickly and went to the empty table first. He put down the plate in his hand and waited for Su Xia to arrive. He clapped his hands and drew a circle around the wine in the air with his fingers, asking for credit: "Look, Admiral, I prepared this for you."
Su Xia looked at the wine and hesitated to say, "Thank you so much."
"You're welcome." The Soviet Union waved his hand carelessly.
"Are we just the two of us drinking?" Su Xia asked. He saw a woman drinking nearby from the corner of his eye. He had already taken a fancy to that woman. "It's boring to drink with just two people. It's more fun and lively when there are more people."
Su Xia looked at the royal sister who was wearing a white shirt and black trousers and had medium-length white hair with red tips, and said, "Stalingrad, Comrade Stalingrad, why are you drinking alone there... Come here, let's drink together."
Stalingrad, the first ship of the Stalingrad-class battlecruiser, was developed under the code name Type 82. The role of this class was designed to break through the blockade of the British Royal Navy's high-speed cruiser fleet, so during the development process, great attention was paid to the tonnage, speed and firepower of this class of ships.
It was never truly completed in history. Its design process was bumpy and its construction process was difficult. In the end, it was sunk as a target ship and ended its life.
Although the Stalingrad in the game has not been modified, it has an excellent data panel and quite good skills. To be honest, it has no big impact. The main reason is that as a battlecruiser, there is not so much competition, so it can still be used and occasionally have the opportunity to attack.
The game illustrations are quite outstanding, especially the breasts and legs of the big broken illustration, which no one can resist. Anyway, Su Xia is not good, so after obtaining Stalingrad, the secretary ship, exercises, the ring of oath, etc. are arranged immediately.
There are many unspoken rules in the garrison, one of which is that no one can disturb the time between others and the admiral. Of course, those children don't count and can be bullied at will. So, seeing the admiral and the Soviet Union preparing to drink, no matter how much he wanted to join in, Stalingrad held back.
Now the admiral's initiative to invite him was not considered a violation of the rules. Stalingrad stood up almost immediately after hearing Su Xia's words, picked up his plate and immediately ran to Su Xia's left and sat down, saying, "The admiral has invited me so kindly, Stalingrad cannot fail to give him face."
Su Xia squinted at the Soviet Union and deliberately said, "Why does the Soviet Union seem to be not very welcoming to Stalingrad?"
"No." Su Su said, really not, she just wanted to drink with the admiral now.
"Really?" Su Xia looked at the two people suspiciously, "Why do I find it hard to believe..."
"No, we have a really good relationship, good sisters." Stalingrad said, "Good sisters who often drink together." As long as they can drink together, they are good sisters.
"I don't think so." Su Xia waved her hand. "If we are really good sisters, let's have a drink."
Su Xia casually picked up a glass of wine from the table, which looked like the water of life. There was a glass on the table, so there was no need to get it from anywhere else. Both glasses were filled, one glass in front of the Soviet Union and one glass in front of Stalingrad.
"Drink." Su Xia said, "Just one drink and I'll believe you."
Some people think that wine is a good thing and that they can enjoy an entire evening with a glass of wine and a plate of peanuts.
Some people think that alcohol is a bad thing, it irritates the throat and makes the nose sizzle just by smelling it.
There is no doubt that some people prefer to force others to drink, force others to drink, and watch others suffer and make a fool of themselves rather than drinking. No matter whether others like it or not, saying that you don't drink is giving them no face.
The Soviet Union simply liked to drink, and would drink even if there was no reason to do so. They did not think much about it at this time, and just picked up their glasses and said, "Okay, let's drink it... Let's drink Stalingrad."
Stalingrad was also a wine lover. He picked up his glass, clinked it with the Soviet Union, raised it and said, "Cheers."
Seeing the two people drinking a full glass of white wine, Su Xia was a little dumbfounded. Is it possible to drink white wine like that? I really admire you. Suddenly I remembered that I had done something similar before. At that time, I was young and frivolous. I drank a glass of homemade sweet potato wine with an unknown degree of alcohol without hesitation, and then I was drunk immediately after two glasses.
"We've finished drinking." Soviet Union shook the empty glass, "Admiral, do you believe it now?"
"Believe it, I believe it, I believe you two are sisters." Su Xia looked at the table next to him. That was the target he had chosen while the Soviet Union and Stalingrad were drinking. "Moscow is also here...Moscow, come over and drink with us."
Moskva, the first Type 66 cruiser.
Historically, the Soviet Union proposed a smaller version of the medium cruiser when developing the Type 82 heavy cruiser. Although it is called a medium cruiser, in fact, its tonnage is close to that of a battleship. Due to the low cost-effectiveness and the adjustment of naval technology and policies, the Type 66 cruiser was not completed and served.
The data panel of Moscow in the game is very good, but it has not been modified and its skills are average. It is not a member of the system and has no chance to appear.
I don't know if it's because that battleship in history pursued high speed, so the hull is also very slender. Then it is worth mentioning that her 220mm main gun can reach a range of more than 90 kilometers when using special shells. Moscow's game portrait is tall, with a plump bust at least at the level of Helena, and sexy long legs comparable to Yixian and Wisconsin.
Naturally, Su Xia had no way to refuse.
Of course, I couldn't refuse the admiral's invitation.
When Moscow came over, Su Xia smiled and said, "I remember Moscow is Stalingrad's sister."
"Moscow is a heavy cruiser, and I am a battlecruiser... How can a battlecruiser and a heavy cruiser be sisters?" Stalingrad complained, "I do have a twin sister, Moscow, but not this heavy cruiser Moscow. She is not my sister."
Su Xia smiled. He had been reading books recently and now had a thorough understanding of warships. He knew the model, parameters, history, etc. of a warship. Many of the things that could not be found on the Internet could be easily obtained through the admiral's channels. Of course, he knew that the two were not sister ships. Wasn't this just to find a topic?
"Why not sisters?" Su Xia said, "As long as they are from the same garrison, they are sisters."
"Stalingrad actually said that Moscow is not her sister... Cheers, we must cheers." Suxia said.
"Just do it, it's no big deal." Stalingrad said indifferently and drank another glass of wine.
"Stalingrad drank it. She really treats Moscow as her sister... Moscow can't not drink it." Su Xia laughed, "And the Soviet Union, you are the big sister of the Soviet faction, everyone's sister, you can't not drink it."
After two glasses of white wine, Stalingrad's face flushed involuntarily. She said, "You are still the admiral of everyone, why don't you drink?"
"Drink, I want to drink too, but I have to wait until you drink first." Su Xia said.
"Hurry up." Su Xia urged, "The Soviet Union and Moscow should drink quickly."
Under Su Xia's repeated urging, the Soviet Union and Moscow drank quickly, another full cup.
Seeing that Soviet Union finished drinking and put down the glass, Su Xia picked up the bottle and poured her another glass, shaking her head and said, "I remember that day when Soviet Union pulled my pants down and ran around... It really had a psychological impact, and I still have psychological trauma until now. Soviet Union, apologize to me."
Today's Soviet Union has not drunk that much alcohol and is still sober. As a girl, she still knows a little bit, especially after making such a big scene, she will inevitably be criticized by everyone, especially Lexington. In this way, she knows that such behavior is wrong.
"Okay." The Soviet Union was straightforward. Wrong was wrong, right was right, and he would never argue. "I will apologize to the admiral."
Su Xia poured another glass of wine for Su Shi and said, "Drink this glass and I will forgive you."
"One cup is too little." Soviet Union said, "Look, I drank this bottle."
The Soviet Union picked up tons of wine and it was done with just one bottle.
Su Xia could only say that she admired him.
"We drank so much," Stalingrad remembered, "and you didn't even touch your glass, Admiral."
"It's moving, it's moving now." Su Xia picked up the bottle and poured himself a glass.
Su Xia raised the glass and said, "I'll drink it. I'll reflect on myself before I drink it."
"What are you reviewing?" Moscow asked curiously.
"I've been back for so long, but I haven't had a good drink with everyone in two months." Su Xia said, "Relationships need to be maintained. If you don't maintain them for a long time, the relationship will fade... But then again, the heart of the ship girl is as strong as steel. No matter how long it has been, the relationship remains the same, which is touching."
Su Xia kept talking nonsense but refused to drink. He talked nonsense for a long time and said with a smile, "I'm thinking back to the day when Stalingrad joined the garrison... I remember that Stalingrad joined the garrison on the same day as Delhi and Danda."
"Others can say bad things about me, but not Stalingrad." Su Xia rested her elbows on the table. "I was really good to Stalingrad. After joining the garrison, she was arranged to be a secretary ship and join the exercise team. Then, the MK6 was equipped with the Type 91 armor-piercing shells..."
Su Xia poured the wine in his hand into Stalingrad's glass and said, "In that case, this is for you."
In short, Su Xia then devoted herself to all kinds of nonsense, reminiscing about the past, and occasionally dragging someone to join the drinking party, such as the Red Caucasus and Kirov, anyway, she tried her best to muddy the waters, and then tried not to drink as much as possible. Of course, she still drank a little, but it was much better than the Soviet Union, Stalingrad, and Moscow.
At nine o'clock in the evening, Su Xia looked at the Soviet Union, who was resting his elbow on the dining table with his forehead supported, Stalingrad leaning on the back of his chair, and Moscow lying on the dining table, and said to himself: "It's over."
"I feel like this is just the beginning," said Kirov.
Su Xia found that the Soviet Union, Stalingrad, and Moscow were staring at him with red faces.
These three girls were already heroic enough before they drank, but now that they have...
