It is Kokang and Changchun

　Now that Putin has won the war in Ukraine and enjoys unprecedented popularity among the people at home, it has become more difficult for us to overthrow Putin."

　The oligarch in glasses and suits didn't seem to care and said, "You are right. From this point of view

　Putin did make a brilliant move, but while he was making a brilliant move, he also made a terrible one.

　To be honest, I have close ties with the military, and I'm quite familiar with its current situation. Initially, Putin had very few ground forces, and those deployed to the Russian-Ukrainian battlefield were all our own.

　Later, in order to fill the vacancies in the domestic army personnel, Putin carried out a wave of limited conscription, putting a group of recruits in his own hands.

　Think about it, how can a group of new recruits stop the Russian and Ukrainian troops that have been tempered in actual combat?

　Second, as Ukraine has stabilized recently, Putin, in order to show Europe and the United States that he is truly pacifistic, has handed Ukraine over to the military of the new Ukrainian government and withdrawn a large number of troops from Ukraine. Most of the withdrawn troops are stationed in southern Russia.

　This southern Russia region is incredibly fertile. It has resources, industry, and connections with countries like Georgia and Turkey. In the event of a future civil war, southern Russia could serve as a stronghold, allowing troops to receive not only local supplies but also aid from other countries.

　The others were a bit hesitant when faced with the bespectacled, suited oligarch. The pot-bellied oligarch said, "Wait, have you forgotten Putin's Air Force and Navy, as well as the Strategic Missile Forces? And those devilish ship bitches?"

　"Of course I've thought about it, but there's no need to worry." The bespectacled oligarch in a suit pushed up his glasses, which had been slipping a little, and said, "If we fight a civil war, the army will be the main force, and the navy will be basically useless.

　As for those ship girls, we still need to be more vigilant, but there is no need to worry too much. They are not numerous and may cause considerable trouble to the local situation, but they should not have a major impact on the overall war situation.

　As for strategic missiles, I don't believe Putin will use nuclear weapons to resist us.

　The air force doesn't need to worry either. Russia and Ukraine have already shown that having air superiority is almost the same as not having it. If the air force was strong, the war wouldn't have lasted five months."

　"Is our only option now an armed coup? Is there a better way?" The oligarch with the ring does not want a large-scale armed coup. He prefers to use a relatively mild method to get rid of Putin.

　"If there was a better way, I would have chosen it," the bespectacled, suited oligarch sighed. "At first, I really didn't expect Putin to actually attack Ukraine. I thought he was just trying to scare people."

　The oligarch with the ring reminded him, "Just to add, we're probably at a disadvantage in terms of intelligence. As I mentioned before, the FSB is in Putin's hands."

　The oligarch in glasses and a suit said, "We can't just sit there and wait for death, can we? Can we just sit there and watch Putin block us bit by bit? And I learned from Medvedev that Putin seems to be planning a big move recently, but what it is exactly is not clear yet.

　In order to prevent ourselves from being passive, I think we should take the initiative to respond before Putin's hand is shaken to death!"

　Chapter 183: Canonization? I advise you to stay out of trouble in the religious community.

　Although the exchange between Hood and Joan of Arc was a bit unpleasant, fortunately they did not quarrel.

　After finishing his call with Jeanne, Hood flashed to the gangway, ready to leave the main body to go to the cafeteria for afternoon tea, and casually brought some snacks to Ginger and Fish Cake (Hood's cat).

　On the way to the cafeteria, Hood noticed a petite figure in the distance, but because of his nearsightedness, he couldn't see who it was.

　She put on her glasses and looked again. It turned out to be Abercrombie. At this time, Abercrombie was holding a small salt shaker in his hand and looking around furtively.

　"Abercrombie? What is this kid doing? Is he trying to play a trick on people again?" To be on the safe side, Hood immediately changed into a white sailor uniform and followed him quietly.

　A few minutes later, Abercrombie came into the cafeteria, looking for something.

　Unable to find the way, she asked a passing sailor for directions. "Hello, soldier! Have you seen Her Majesty Elizabeth?"

　"She's upstairs, turn left and go to the third private room." The sailor answered, pointing to the approximate direction.

　"Thank you!" After saying thank you, Abercrombie quickened his pace and climbed up to the second floor and found Elizabeth's private room.

　She first put her ear to the door, and after listening to hear no voice coming from the private room, she carefully opened the door to check the situation inside.

　The private room was empty, but there was tea and dessert on the table.

　"Hehe~ It looks like he's not here for the time being. God is really helping me!" Abercrombie showed a sly smile.

　So she opened the door wide and entered the private room.

　Based on her experience, Abe Acroby figured out which seat was Elizabeth's, and then she sprinkled a lot of salt into Elizabeth's teacup.

　"Mission accomplished! Let's get away before His Highness comes back!" After saying this, Abercrombie prepared to escape.

　At this moment, Abercrombie, who was about to turn around, suddenly found a pair of hands reaching out from under her armpits and lifting her up.

　A voice came from behind Abercrombie. "When I saw you holding the salt shaker and looking so sneaky, I knew it was no good..."

　Abercrombie was startled and turned around suddenly. It turned out to be Hood.

　Hood scolded Abercrombie softly. "That's very rude, Abercrombie..."

　After being caught by Hood, a certain shallow-water heavy gunboat, not only did not feel any shame or guilt, but also deliberately acted pretentiously and greeted Hood with a smile:

　"Ah! Aunt Hood, hello!"

　Abercrombie deliberately emphasized the "Abercrombie" when he greeted

　The pronunciation of the word "姨".

　Hu De's mouth twitched when he heard this, and he said shamefacedly: "...At least now you know how to say hello, so good..."

　[Squeaky——(Door opening sound)]

　"Hood? You're just in time. Um...wait a minute, what's going on?"

　Elizabeth, who had just entered the room, saw Hood and was about to say something to her, but when she saw her holding Abercrombie, she was stunned for a moment.

　When Hood saw Silly White coming in, he felt relieved about Abercrombie and complained to Elizabeth:

　"Your Highness, the situation is this: Abercrombie just wanted to play a prank on you - he put a lot of salt in your black tea. Fortunately, I discovered it in time and stopped him."

　"I see..." Elizabeth, upon learning the whole story, was filled with resentment and angrily scolded, "Your love of playing tricks on me is such a headache! Don't do this kind of thing again in the future... (hundreds of words omitted below)"

　After scolding Abercrombie, Elizabeth asked Abercrombie to pour out the tea with salt and to make a new cup to make up for his mistake.

　"The annoying guy finally left..." Elizabeth looked at Abercrombie who left dejectedly after serving tea, and felt tired.

　Elizabeth remembered that she had something to say to Hood. Just as she was about to lie down on the chair, she cheered up again and said to Hood:

　"I just went out to get the newspaper and found a news item about us on the front page. Although it's not the headline, it's still hard not to attract attention."

　As she spoke, Elizabeth took out a newspaper and pushed it in front of Hood.

　Hood glanced at the front-page article, which read: "A country that possesses shipgirls is God's favorite."

　Seeing this, Hu De remained silent. With a slightly solemn expression, she took several sips of black tea before slowly speaking.

　"Ah... these people are trying to push us to the forefront of public opinion..." Hood shook his head, speechless at such arguments.

　It's not that Hood is anti-religious. Her reaction is mainly based on the current social reality that the influence of religion is declining.

　This front-page item reminded her of the time when not long after she appeared, many conservatives contacted her. As for why they contacted the ship girls, it was simply to revive the glorious history of the British Empire and the Vast Waves.

　"Ideals are beautiful, but reality is cruel." Hood immediately poured cold water on this group of old guards.

　Hood said this at the time, but he was deeply conflicted. After all, Britain was still a prosperous country before he left, and it was inevitable that he would feel sad to learn that Britain had declined so much after waking up.

　To put it bluntly, they still have colonialist tendencies in their hearts.

　Later, through constant learning, Hood finally came to terms with his situation: Alas, colonies are better off. History shows that colonized territories eventually become independent. So, it's better not to colonize them in the first place, and even gain a better reputation. What British Empire? Forget it. Let's stick with the United Kingdom of the British Isles...

　Of course, Javelin also has a small push for this.

　Javelin is a very kind destroyer. She is a relatively left-leaning ship girl and does not like colonialism.

　Javelin, who is good at making friends, was once chatting with Dawn Goddess (Chongqing). Dawn Goddess "fooled" Javelin and used Javelin's innocence and good popularity to let Javelin slowly persuade Hood.

　Whatever the process, Hood is now much better than when he was resurrected. He's cut off his inner ties—abandoned colonialism. At least when Hood recently visited the looted artifacts in the British Museum, he felt a lot of guilt.

　One day, Hood was sleeping and dreamed that he was in a strange sea area. The reflectivity of the entire sea surface was so high that it could basically be used as a mirror.

　Hood looked out at the sea, confused. Then he looked down at his own reflection, which showed him in a dark blue coat and a white sunhat.

　After a few seconds, the reflection began to tremble and changed, gradually turning into another person, a different British girl wearing red-framed glasses.

　Hood's pupils gradually shrank, and then her eyes widened. Because she knew that although the reflection had become another person, in a sense, it was still herself - the self next door, the self on the ship.

　But the state of his reflection was strange, as if he was talking to another person. Hood felt like he was watching a movie.

　The reflected self stared forward, waving his arms, shouting passionately:

　"We will protect the British Empire and put Britain on top of the world again! We will let all those who bully Britain know what the Royal Navy is! The vast ocean will return to British rule!

　When we left, we left with the pride of the British Empire. And now we return, we will bring this pride back to Britain..."

　Hood looked at his reflection, which was identical to the one in the movie, and couldn't help but smile wryly. "Is this a replay of my inner dark past? Sometimes, using yourself as a mirror can help us understand our shame. Now, I just want to protect my homeland. I have no interest in colonization anymore."

　……

　"Hello... Hello! Hood..."

　A cry brought Hood back to reality from his reminiscent meditation.

　"Oh, sorry! Your Highness, I was just thinking about something..." Hood, who realized that he had lost his composure, immediately apologized to Elizabeth.

　Elizabeth asked, "What are you thinking about? You seem so deep."

　"I was thinking about the

　News. I think this kind of statement is actually disadvantageous to us. There is a saying called "overpraise." Hood expressed his opinion.

　Elizabeth rested her chin on her hand and said sternly, "To be honest, I have a little rumour. Someone in the government is proposing to canonise our shipgirl."

　"What? Canonization?" Hood almost spit out the tea he had just drunk. "Does the government know what they're doing? This isn't the way to rally people."

　Hood is not against religion, but she is against the integration of church and state.

　"I think the same thing." Elizabeth and Hood basically agreed.

　"If such a letter were to be sent, not only I, but also Your Highness, would be drowned in the saliva of the young children in the country." Hood's face remained calm, but he could not hide the anxiety in his tone.

　Hood's argument is not without reason. According to new research, the number of people without a religious affiliation in the UK has increased from just 3% of the total population to nearly half since the middle of the last century.

　Among adults under the age of 25, nearly two-thirds identify themselves as "non-religious" or have no religious affiliation.

　"The United Kingdom belongs to all British citizens, young and old, men and women; but ultimately, it belongs to the young people. Only by adapting to the trends of the times and the needs of young people can the Kingdom be preserved forever."

　Hood paused for a moment, then continued, "I think Your Highness knows better than I do how Her Majesty Queen Elizabeth II continues to be respected by the people today."

　"Your Majesty..." Despite the punishment Queen Elizabeth II had inflicted on him, Shabai still loved the Queen very much. "Adapt to the times and promote the modernization of the royal family."

　"Yes, that's right." Hood was very pleased. Since cutting off the braids of colonialism, Hood has learned to learn from history.

　"The advancement of science and technology can make even those who sit on the altar tremble at the wrath of the world... That's why I say that once you accept canonization, you are tantamount to being an enemy of the future. Because young people are the future of the United Kingdom.

　I personally suggest that Your Highness, on behalf of all the shipgirls, let the clergy find someone else to help with the canonization."

　As Hu Yu finished speaking, the tea in the cup was gone.

　Chapter 184: European Battleship Girls (10)

　After careful consideration, Elizabeth said, "The matter of canonization is of great importance. I cannot decide it alone. Let's hold an online meeting to vote."

　So, under Elizabeth's notification and organization, all the ship girls prepared to hold an online meeting the next day.

　"What? Canonization?"

　Halfway across the world, the Dawn Goddess (Chongqing) heard this news from Lin Xian and couldn't help but blurt out some Sichuan and Chongqing swear words that "destroyed her image":

　"Fuck the fucking ancestors of these conservatives!"

　For reasons known to all, Britain's canonization of KanColle has no bearing on Chongqing's current situation. However, Chongqing, which has long since become a communist state, is extremely reluctant to see its hometown go against the grain on the historical avenue.

　Chongqing's reaction stunned Sister Lin Xian. Lin Xian asked cautiously, "Are you okay? ... Were you speaking Chinese just now?"

　"Sorry, sister, I got excited." Chongqing breathed a sigh of relief and said, "That was also considered Chinese, but it wasn't official."

　Chongqing then continued communicating with Lin Xian in their native language. "Just now, Big Sister said that Elizabeth plans to hold a meeting to discuss and vote on this matter, right? When will it be held?"

　"Yes, probably tomorrow afternoon."

　Chongqing looked at the clock and said, "Tsk, it's a bit rushed, but I should still make it..."

　"Aurora, what are you doing?" Lin Xian was puzzled by what her youngest sister said.

　"I'm going to draft an article opposing the canonization of shipgirls and the integration of politics and religion. Once I'm done, I'll give it to Big Sister. At the meeting, I'll ask Big Sister to read out the opinions in my name."

　Lin Xian objected and called out to Chongqing. "Let's not do that. Everyone will think I'm a communist!"

　Britain has a very deep tradition of gradualism. Although Lin Xian himself does not hate communism, something as revolutionary as communism is still not easy to gain the favor of ordinary people in Britain.

　Therefore, historically, compared with the old revolutionary base on the south bank and the origins of thought in the southeast, the scale and progressive significance of the British communist movement cannot be compared with those of France and Germany.

　"Hey, big sister, don't misunderstand me. I am only criticizing canonization and the integration of politics and religion. I didn't say I wanted to promote communism." Chongqing hurriedly clarified.

　"But fourth sister, don't you like communism?" Lin Xian shook her silver hair in twin ponytails.

　Chongqing explained: "It is true that I am a communist, but I don't necessarily criticize from that perspective. I will try to use methods that my former comrades can accept.