It is Kokang and Changchun

　Veneto, who had just emerged from the valley of Trento, turned around and saw the four Zara sisters jumping up and down and approaching him quickly, as if they were laughing at him.

　Veneto's expression grew increasingly gloomy, veins popping out of his head as he roared:

　"Hey! Zarapolla Trento! You must have done this on purpose, right?! How dare a mere heavy cruiser be so presumptuous? Stop it!"

　"Puff... cough... Hahahaha! Hahaha~"

　"What are you all laughing at?! No one's allowed to laugh!... Hey! Why are you light cruisers and destroyers laughing too?!"

　For a moment, joyful laughter echoed on the empty beach, and the cold atmosphere caused by ideological differences just now was swept away.

　Chapter 180: European Battleship Girls (8)

　"Lord Veneto, we are the Italian Navy, the guardians of the Mediterranean. We are all professionally trained and we will not laugh no matter how funny it is."

　The Duke of Abruzzi spoke with a serious expression. However, if you looked closely, you could see that the corners of her mouth were slightly raised, and her eyes were slightly humorous.

　"Yes, yes, unless you can't help it~ (whispering)" Ugolini Vivaldi responded with the first half of the sentence, and whispered the second half in a deliberately low voice.

　"Do you think I don't know what you are saying?" Unfortunately, Vivaldi's lip movements betrayed him and he was recognized by Veneto.

　Veneto suppressed his anger and pointed at Vivaldi, saying, "Aren't you just as equal? ​​What right do you have to criticize me?!"

　"Oh my, my~ Veneto-sama finally admitted that he's even. It's important to admit one's own shortcomings. What a good boy... Where's the leader~"

　Trento said with a smile, then reached out and touched VV's smooth and shiny short silver hair.

　VV pushed Trento's arm away with a palm and protested sternly, "Trento, no one would think you're mute if you didn't speak! You three have become increasingly arrogant since the modernization."

　……

　If someone nearby saw the Italian ship girls constantly teasing VV about her physical characteristics with a smile on their faces, they would definitely find it strange. Aren’t these girls afraid of VV’s big sister temperament?

　First of all, we must know that temperament must be supported by strength. As the saying goes, dignity is only as strong as the sword. But now VV is just a helicopter cruiser, not the 381 drug-powered battleship it once was.

　Although it has a great disadvantage in firepower compared to the heavy cruisers of World War II, VV is a modern ship after all, and the foresight and initiative brought by electronic equipment and missiles have greatly compensated for the disadvantage.

　However, after the Zara-class sisters and Trento completed their modernization, the only remaining information advantage of VV was gone.

　Therefore, the Zara sisters and Trento have become much bolder since then. They changed from showing their breasts in private to teasing them in person.

　vv's inner thoughts: [Damn it... If I could be resurrected with my former battleship body, I would let you know the majesty of the Queen of the Mediterranean!]

　Of course, don't mistakenly think that VV has no dignity at all. At least when facing human sailors and submarine girls, she is a true mafia boss, and she will deal with anyone who dares to offend her!

　While licking vv is fun, don't overdo it. It's like the well-known advertising slogan: "Jingjiu is good, but don't overdo it." After all, if licking vv too much, it will trigger a desperate mentality; even if it means risking your life, you will have to deal with the person who licked you.

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　The next day, VV stood in front of the floor-length mirror in her room, wondering what kind of clothes she should wear to look more majestic.

　"Both suits are nice, but which one is better?" Veneto was having trouble making a decision.

　She holds a suit in each hand. The difference between the two suits lies in the style of the waistcoat. One is short and thin (before the modification), and the other is long and thick, which looks very luxurious (after the modification).

　After examining them over and over again, Veneto finally settled on the thicker, longer version. With a flash of blue light, the long, thicker version in Veneto's right hand was instantly put on.

　"This one is definitely more elegant." Veneto was very satisfied with himself as he looked at his graceful (hush) figure in the black suit in the mirror.

　After the satisfied look, she seemed to have suddenly thought of something, and her face became slightly melancholy.

　"What a shame, I can't wear it outside anymore... When will this damn crackdown end?"

　Because Veneto's two suits made her look like a mafia boss, she hadn't worn them out for a long time in order to avoid suspicion and reduce the attention of the government, navy, police and intelligence agencies.

　She pondered for a long time, then said angrily, "In the final analysis, it's because I don't have the strength to completely overturn the table... If I had the level of skill in 'Arpeggio of Blue Steel', would I need to be so aggrieved?

　"Leaving aside the supergravity cannons, particle beam weapons, and erosion weapons, just look at the Klein force field shield; if it's not afraid of nuclear bombs, who else is it afraid of? The reconstruction of the Roman Empire is just around the corner!"

　[Voiceover: Wake up, you are just a Lombard barbarian, how dare you claim to be a descendant of Rome?]

　To be honest, if all the ship girls were as powerful as those in "Arpeggio of Blue Steel", Putin and the Soviet ship girls would be afraid.

　Hadn't they long ago changed their flags, wiped out the White Bandits, and rebuilt the Soviet Union?

　The brainstorming is over, now let’s get down to business.

　Afterwards, Veneto moved the chair next to the desk in front of the mirror, sat on the chair, imitated his own portrait pose in the game (after modification), and took a selfie.

　"Hmm? Captain?" Just as Veneto was checking the photos he had just taken, the screen of his mobile phone flashed with an incoming call screen, and the caller ID showed that it was Veneto's captain.

　"Hello, Captain." Veneto answered the phone.

　Veneto's captain said, "Hey, Veneto, get ready to go out and meet your new companions."

　"A new partner?" Veneto's eyes lit up, but he wasn't surprised. "What ship type? Who is it?"

　"Marconi-class submarine number 3 - Leonardo da Vinci."

　Veneto was slightly disappointed when he heard this. "It's a submarine... I was hoping it was a surface ship. But on the other hand, at least we don't have to look at cows."

　After hanging up the phone, Veneto changed out of his suit and replaced it with a red and black open-collared dress. He also had a red outer cape and a black inner cape behind him. He also had a slender command knife on his waist. The Order of the Italian Star and the large Italian flag tricolor sash were hung on his chest like a shoulder bag. (ShipB Veneto original leather clothes)

　"Wait a minute." Veneto suddenly remembered something. She took out her phone and looked through the Wikipedia of Warship R and Warship B, searching for the entry on Leonardo da Vinci.

　Veneto felt mixed emotions as he read the entry. "Well, the one on Ship R is okay...but the one on Ship B is actually a young girl, with noticeable breasts..."

　Seeing this, Veneto couldn't help but cross his fingers and clench his fists, praying. "Oh, my God, please bless the flat-chested lolita Da Vinci who has come to the ship!"

　After a short prayer, Veneto, wearing the dress next door, opened the door of the room and gathered at the designated location to prepare to welcome the return of the new ship girl.

　Under the scorching sun, the honor guard, officers and ship girls on the scene were all looking out at the calm Mediterranean Sea, waiting for the arrival of the new ship.

　Finally, after everyone's eager anticipation, a submarine quietly surfaced on the distant horizon until the entire hull above the anti-rust paint line emerged from the water.

　Under the guidance of the sailors, the submarine gradually docked in the berth prepared for it by the navy.

　After the submarine came to a steady stop, an anticipated figure gradually emerged on the submarine deck.

　"Italy, I'm back! Hello everyone! I'm Marconi-class submarine number 3 - Leonardo da Vinci! Just call me Da Vinci!"

　Veneto almost stumbled when he saw the girl. He was furiously complaining in his heart: "Why is God against me? Why is it the girl next door? She even has breasts!"

　To the sound of the honor guard and military band, Leonardo da Vinci jumped ashore and greeted the receiving officers.

　"Hello, Commander!" Da Vinci saluted the fleet commander.

　After the human officers finished greeting, it was the turn of the ship girls.

　"The commander just said that the flagship is Lady Veneto. Who is Lady Veneto?" Da Vinci looked around at all the ship girls present.

　"It's me." In an inconspicuous corner of Leonardo da Vinci's vision, Veneto raised his hand.

　When Da Vinci heard the voice, he looked down and found a little girl in a red and black dress, and he laughed.

　"How could Lady Veneto be so tiny? Her human form must be a tall, mature lady with the demeanor of a leader. Little sister, it's not good to impersonate a superior! Tell me, which destroyer are you?"

　As soon as these words were spoken, all the people and ships present panicked, especially the ship girls, who kept conveying urgent information to Da Vinci with their eyes and expressions.

　Leonardo didn't notice that Veneto began to clench his fists and his face became increasingly gloomy.

　Just as Leonardo was about to ask another question, Veneto suddenly slapped away Leonardo's hand that was touching her head, drew out her sword at an extremely fast speed, and pointed the blade directly at Leonardo's throat.

　"I can't handle a modernized WWII heavy cruiser, but I can take on ten WWII submarines at once! I'll give you one chance to reframe your words, or I'll send you to see God!"

　Battle of Two Ships (2)

　[Continued from the previous chapter…]

　“Aa ...

　The wet and slippery tongue feels very different from fingers. Especially the layers of fine roughness on the tongue, lubricated by saliva, stroking the peaks of cherry blossoms, which can make people soar to the sky.

　As a newly born flower, Jinan naturally could not withstand the test of Changchun, an old soldier with rich combat experience. Under stronger stimulation, her sweet voice became louder.

　But she no longer struggled like she did the first time, and Jinan was completely enjoying it naturally.

　The pleasure has taken over Jinan's mind. Her face is flushed, saliva is dripping from the corners of her mouth, and her breathing is rapid. Every time Changchun licks her, a wave of pleasure surges like a tide, hitting Jinan's heart.

　Changchun's hands were not idle during the licking process. Her hands kept pulling up from the bottom of Jinan's pair of milky white buns, and then returned to the bottom, repeating this process.

　"Oh...ha...my chest...ah...there's a strange feeling..." Jinan noticed that her chest had undergone subtle changes due to Changchun's constant manipulation.

　"I always feel that my breasts are getting bigger...and...my nipples seem to be getting bigger..." The feeling of swelling breasts intertwined with the original pleasure made Jinan even more excited.

　I saw that Jinan's nipples were bigger than before.

　You can even see that the nipples seem to be throbbing slightly, as if showing their presence, just like the red beans in the lower body.

　Seeing this, Changchun said with a charming smirk, "Hehehe~ Comrade Jinan, the big one is coming~"

　“What…” Jinan was puzzled. Although he felt really good at the moment, he had not reached orgasm, and he was still quite far from orgasm.

　"Don't worry, you'll know soon." Changchun smiled mysteriously and looked at Jinan with lustful eyes.

　Next, Changchun stopped "whipping" Jinan's nipples with his warm and fragrant tongue, and flicked Jinan's nipples with his fingers. The nipples swayed left and right due to the force and inertia, and ripples appeared on the edge of the areola of the breasts.

　"Hehehe, Comrade Jinan's breasts are so elastic. It looks like the quality must be very good, right?" Changchun's face turned red like an apple and he licked his lips.

　Jinan didn't understand what Changchun meant. "Ah... what... quality?"

　Before Jinan could continue thinking, Changchun grasped her breasts again and said, "Don't be impatient, Comrade Jinan. More haste, less speed."

　Changchun, who was keeping it a secret, suddenly pressed Jinan's nipple, causing it to sink into the breast. Then Changchun released her nipple, which bounced back to its original position under the effect of the breast shaping.

　"Ah! Don't be so... sudden... ah ha ~" Jinan was stimulated by the sudden nipple pressing.

　"There's something even more fun down there~!" Changchun was very interested and pounced on Jinan's chest again, starting to lick it repeatedly.

　Only this time, it wasn't just licking, it was sucking as well.

　"Chang... Changchun, stop sucking! Ah ha ~ Ah ha ~ Woo woo woo ~" When Changchun sucked, Jinan felt a sensation of being pulled in his chest. Under the high excitement, this feeling also became a part of the pleasure.

　"Stop, stop, stop! Stop sucking, I feel something is coming out!" Jinan, whose nipples were being sucked, reached orgasm much faster than before.

　Under the continuous sucking stimulation, Jinan's nipples became fuller and thicker. The entire areola also began to swell slightly, and even the entire chest was twitching slightly.

　Every time Changchun sucked, something always seemed to be rising from Jinan's chest.

　Changchun saw that Jinan asked her to stop, but she not only did not listen, but intensified the stimulation she gave Jinan's nipples. She was no longer limited to sucking, but began to bite the nipples irregularly with her teeth from time to time.

　Finally, the quantitative change of pleasure gradually accumulated into qualitative change - Jinan climaxed again, and the things that had been surging and gathering inside her breasts also erupted from her nipples like a volcanic eruption.

　"Um! Well! Ah! Ah ha... Ah ha..." Jinan's screams and gasps of orgasm, like a beautiful symphony, echoed in Changchun's room.

　"Wow! The amount gushing out is more than mine... The ship really lives up to its name - the Spring City Jinan!" Changchun looked at the "water column" rising into the sky in Jinan.

　Runzhi once said that waste is a crime! In line with the principle of being a law-abiding citizen, Changchun took out a container from the small refrigerator in his room, straightened Jinan, and caught the milk that continued to flow from the two springs in Jinan's chest.

　Jinan was already in Ahegao state at this moment, and she hadn't regained consciousness yet after enjoying herself in Scarlet Singularity.

　A minute later, the spring on Jinan's chest gradually dried up and stopped flowing. Jinan had just regained consciousness and looked at the scene in front of him, at a loss.

　"What's going on?! I... I actually... sprayed out milk?!" Jinan was completely stunned.

　Changchun is close to Jinan. Starting from the area around the nipples and then all over the body, he sucked out all the milk on Jinan's body.

　"That's right, you are lactating, Jinan." Changchun smiled and placed a large bowl almost full of Jinan's milk in front of Jinan. Then he added:

　"That's the amount you just sprayed out. If you include the amount that sprayed out between the time you first sprayed it and the time I used the bowl to catch it, it would probably be over 800 ml."

　Jinan: “I…”

　"Oh, right." Changchun reminded: "You just finished squirting, you still have milk stored in your breasts, you need to express it."

　Then Changchun gestured for Jinan to stand and bend over, with her hands folded on the desk surface, letting her breasts hang naturally. When Jinan was ready, Changchun took two small bowls and placed them under Jinan's breasts.

　Then Changchun held Jinan's breasts and squeezed the remaining milk out of Jinan's plump breasts from top to bottom.

　Finally, the remaining milk was measured to be 150 ml.

　Jinan didn't know what to say anymore, scratching his head in disarray. "What kind of bizarre setup is this?! Why didn't the research team tell me about this?!"

　"Because, this was discovered by Changchun~ We ship girls are all like this. How could we have the nerve to tell this kind of thing to the scientific researchers? It's enough for us to know it ourselves~" Changchun whispered Lan Fang in Jinan's ear and explained the whole story.

　"Wait!" Jinan sensed another implication. "So, Comrade Changchun, you also..."

　Changchun smiled and nodded, "That's right! Me too, but I don't have nearly as much as you do. I only have 400 milliliters."

　Compared to the natural Changchun, Jinan, whose face was flushed with shame, bravely asked: "So, what did you do with all this milk? Did you pour it out?"

　"What are you talking about? How could Changchun do such a thing as wasting food? Of course, we should make use of it.

　The effect of the application~ Besides, the taste of this is so much better than all the fresh dairy products on the market... so fragrant and mellow! "

　After Changchun finished speaking, he looked at the Jinan milk in the bowl, picked it up and took a small sip to moisten his throat.