It is Kokang and Changchun

　Minsk said weakly, "I also... just found out... I'm still alive. But I... can't seem to... release the humanoid... and the radio is broken..."

　"Is that why you spoke to me through the ship's loudspeaker?" Bold asked with concern.

　"Yes"

　"I was saying, your dragon bone isn't seriously injured, how could you possibly die? You might just be too badly injured to materialize in human form. I'll go back and fix it for you, and maybe you'll be fine."

　Her bold words were filled with a feeling of relief. She guessed Minsk's current situation based on some KanColle fan fiction.

　"Report to Comrade Mercury Memorial, she is still alive in Minsk, but the radio communication is damaged. Therefore, she appears to be offline in the communication channel..." He bravely reported his safety to the Black Sea Fleet headquarters.

　Suddenly, the bold perception detected something unusual coming from the southeast - the radar detected two high-speed moving targets approaching it. Judging from the cross-section and moving speed, they were likely to be supersonic cruise or anti-ship missiles.

　"Damn it! Why at this time..." Danda scratched his head and cursed the White Army in his heart.

　It is difficult for cruise and anti-ship missiles to hit the ship directly on the sea because the ship is too small compared to ordinary ships.

　But the problem is that there is not only courage here, but also Minsk who has revealed his true form due to serious injuries.

　If he was brave enough, he would probably be able to escape, but Minsk, who had revealed his true form and was unable to switch back to ship mode, couldn't do it.

　Minsk is now a sitting duck.

　The bold man, frustrated by his lack of area air defense capabilities as a guided-missile destroyer during the early Cold War, felt a wave of helplessness and frustration. "If Comrade Moscow were here, two anti-ship missiles wouldn't be a threat at all!"

　Although it has undergone modernization modifications, it only modified the radar and fire control. How can its small body accommodate modern air defense systems?

　"Let's go for it!" Boldly gritted his teeth, turned around and said to Minsk with tears in his eyes.

　Comrade Minsk, we are being targeted by two missiles, I..."

　"It must be coming for... me, don't worry... me... go away... go away!" Minsk, who was ready to sacrifice his life, shouted with all his might.

　"What nonsense are you talking about! I, Dare, will never abandon my comrades!" Dare told Minsk to shut up and not say such unlucky words.

　"But, sorry, I can't pull you up for now. Because I have to stop these two fucking guys!"

　He boldly dropped the Minsk's anchor, slid to the side, and checked his ammunition. He still had two Termite-M anti-ship missiles left.

　Without saying a word, she fired her only two remaining missiles at an interval of 5 seconds towards the direction of the White Army's missiles.

　"Fortunately, the fire control computer and radar have been replaced with new ones, otherwise the success rate of this operation... I guess it wouldn't even be 1%..." He said boldly to himself.

　She endured the mental pressure of being punished for the cross-missile type and controlled the missile to fly towards the interception target at the fastest speed.

　Thanks to the assistance of modern fire control computers and radars, otherwise if it were purely manual operation, the mental pressure would be even greater.

　"I caught you..." He closed his eyes and remotely sensed the boldness of the Termite-M missile's perspective, and outlined the flight trajectory of the White Army's missile through fire control.

　The distance between the two missiles was getting closer and closer, and the brave man's heartstrings were getting tighter and tighter.

　"Bah! Damn it!" He missed the target and spat boldly. It would have been better if he had brought a proximity fuse.

　The first missile missed and passed by a few meters away. Danda immediately switched the view to the second missile.

　With the previous near-miss data, trajectory correction was much easier than recalculating from scratch. Danda immediately controlled the second Termite M missile according to the corrected data and collided head-on with the White Army missile.

　The second Termite M missile lost contact, and the bold air search radar feedback showed that both its own missile and the enemy missile had disappeared, indicating that the interception was successful.

　"One more... White bandit, I'll fight you!" The somewhat exhausted Dada shook his head to clear his head. He controlled his ship's AK762 twin 76.2mm main guns and SM-20 quad 45mm anti-aircraft guns, aimed at the incoming missile's path predicted by the fire control computer, and replaced the anti-aircraft ammunition belt.

　The White Army's missiles were getting closer and closer. With every passing second, the missiles were getting one kilometer closer to Darda and Minsk.

　After entering the range of the bold main gun, the AK762 took the lead in firing at a rate of 90 rounds per minute, and armor-piercing bullets flew towards the White Army missiles.

　When the missile came within 3 kilometers of Danda, Danda's quadruple 45mm anti-aircraft gun began to spit out flames and fired a series of armor-piercing incendiary bombs.

　One after another, golden shell casings flew out of the ejection port continuously with the sound of cannon fire and fell into the bottomless black sea.

　"You bastard! Come on!" he shouted boldly.

　Barrages of bullets shot past the missiles, but none of them hit them. Remember, the bold anti-aircraft guns weren't Phalanx or anything like that, after all, but just ordinary Cold War-era rapid-fire anti-aircraft guns.

　The missile was getting closer and closer, 3 kilometers, 2 kilometers, 1 kilometer... When it entered the one-kilometer range, Danda was ready to sacrifice his comrades.

　"Minsk, I couldn't save you..."

　Just as Danda closed her eyes with tears in her eyes and blamed herself deeply, there was a loud "boom" and a violent explosion was heard in front of her.

　"Sorry, Comrade Minsk, goodbye..."

　I opened my eyes with courage and prepared to face the scene of Minsk being hit by smoke and slowly falling silent...

　As a result, what she saw was completely the opposite. Minsk was safe and sound, while the White Army missile exploded about two hundred meters in front of Minsk and herself.

　Just when she was feeling so brave and confused, she heard the roar of a jet engine and a Su-30M fighter jet flew over her head at an extremely low altitude.

　I was brave enough to clearly see that this Su-30M had the Air Force emblem with a red star with a white border - that was the symbol of the former Soviet Union/new Soviet Red Air Force.

　"Sevastopol, this is Komsomolsk-on-Amur. Our unit intercepted an enemy missile and discovered our own ship..." The Su-30 pilot reported his movements and discoveries to the airport tower.

　She gasped for breath and gradually began to laugh. Her tense heartstrings relaxed instantly, causing her legs to soften and she unconsciously knelt on the water, her heart filled with relief and gratitude to the pilot.

　"Comrade, we're saved, let's go home..."

　Danda slowly stood up, looking at Minsk with tears in her eyes, and walked towards the anchor chain step by step. She grabbed the anchor chain again, pulled the seriously injured Minsk back to the port area.

　At sunset on the Black Sea, a young boatman was pulling a destroyer, which was in stark contrast to her, towards the northwest.

　Not far away was the Black Sea human fleet and the ship girl Moscow who came to welcome them.

　Chapter 232 Entering the Canal for Repair

　Minsk is the first ship girl in the world to be seriously injured and reduced to her original form.

　Because it is the first one, it has attracted the attention and concern of many relevant personnel at home and abroad and many ship-based game players.

　In the past, researchers did not know what would happen if a ship girl was seriously injured or died. Now, the damage in Minsk objectively provides a good sample.

　After all, it's impossible to use one's own shipgirls for such an extremely inhumane experiment, right? It's like using real people for experiments to test the damage of bullets.

　What's more, compared to humans, ship girls are so

　Precious and rare.

　After Minsk was towed back to Sevastopol, the Mercury Memorial first expressed condolences and commended the courage of the crew members who risked their lives to save their teammates; then it instructed the relevant units to make every effort to repair Minsk.

　After receiving the news that Minsk had been severely damaged and returned to the factory, Changchun looked at his hands with a hint of melancholy. "When that day comes, will I end up like this in the future?"

　China seemed far away from the war, but in fact, the opposite was true. Changchun was not afraid of dying in battle, but she was afraid of losing her body, even for a day.

　It is easy to go from frugality to extravagance, but difficult to go from extravagance to frugality. She is accustomed to the convenience of human limbs and hands, and has experienced the wonders and joys of the human body countless times. She certainly does not want to go back to her previous state.

　Changchun couldn't help but think of the way the old man and woman downstairs used to address him when they first met. He stuck out his tongue and said to himself, "

　"Tsk, being seriously injured and instantly transforming back into one's original form? From the perspective of traditional Chinese culture, those old men and women would even call us ship spirits..."

　With the attention of the Central Committee of the Communist Party of Russia, the Minsk entered the channel for repairs as soon as possible. Workers, technicians, and engineers at the repair dock briefly assessed the damage to the Minsk and then carried out appropriate repairs.

　Reality is not a game. There is no such thing as a ship repair bathhouse, no quick repairs, and no magical goblins. All we can rely on is the joint efforts of everyone from the national industrial capacity to the maintenance workers.

　Scaffolding was built around the Minsk's hull, and many workers were working on the scaffolding with various tools.

　Sparks generated by the welding gun cutting and welding on the ship's steel plates dripped onto the bottom of the dock.

　From time to time, various knocking sounds, electric saw sounds, and other sounds of tools and construction machinery running could be heard at the maintenance site.

　The injury suffered by Danda was minor. As long as the injury is not too serious, the ship girl can slowly heal herself. She only needs to eat some steel and other metals to provide materials for the healing of the wound, and there is no need to enter the canal for repair.

　Just like humans need to replenish protein when they are injured.

　She picked up a steel ingot, leaned on the railing, looked at Minsk being repaired in the distance, and took a bite.

　The small piece of steel bitten in the mouth was deformed like gluten by the brave teeth under the powerful bite force of the ship girl like a hydraulic press.

　A sailor nearby saw the courage of the steel eater and instantly felt his penis go cold.

　Fortunately, the ship girls can control their strength accurately and perfectly. Otherwise, if a human marries a ship girl and takes her home to have sex, the little brother would probably be beheaded.

　After eating the steel, she ran to the dry dock in Minsk. She wanted to take the tools and go with the workers to repair Minsk, but she didn't know how to repair ships, and there was no repair ship among the Soviet ship girls.

　"Comrade Danda, there is no need to trouble you. We will definitely restore your predecessor to its original state." The person in charge of the maintenance team answered Danda who came to inquire.

　Daring shook his head and said seriously, "I'm not just here to ask about Comrade Minsk's situation. I want to help you repair the ship. One more person means more strength, and one more strength means less time."

　"That..." The bold response surprised the officer. "Thank you for your kindness, but it's really not necessary. We can fix it... Your dedication to the fight is the greatest comfort to our logistics staff."

　"No, Comrade Aurora taught us to serve the people; to help them whenever we can. I'm resting now, so I don't have anything to do."

　Comrade Minsk is my senior and my comrade, and I want to do my best to help her recover as soon as possible."

　"That's what I said..." The person in charge explained earnestly, "I know you have this intention, but ship repair is not an easy task. Even the indispensable welding is a great skill.

　If you, the brave comrade, insist on doing this, then please answer a few basic questions first: What is electric welding? What types of electric welding are there? What should I pay attention to when welding?

　"Uh... wear a mask to protect your eyes..." Dada stuttered for a moment and could only choose the last answer that he knew a little about.

　The person in charge said helplessly, "Look, these are easy questions for even the most ordinary welders. You only answered one of the answers correctly. So leave the ship repair to us."

　Daring lowered her head, not knowing what to say. She really wanted to do something for Minsk, but she was powerless.

　The person in charge looked at the helpless and aggrieved face of Danda and couldn't help but soften his heart and decided to make the best use of his talents:

　"Well, Comrade Bold, a journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step. Would you mind helping us move the repair materials? The forklift and crane drivers will thank you..."

　If the person in charge was not unfamiliar with Danda, he would really want to pat Danda's head and comfort her.

　"To put it bluntly, isn't it just moving bricks? That's OK, right?" After hearing what the person in charge said, Danda raised his head slightly and muttered.

　In this way, because of their courage to act as porters, the workload of the forklift and crane operators in the factory was reduced by more than half today.

　A few days later, with the consent of the person in charge, Danda ran to the bridge of Minsk to see the internal situation.

　She looked around and saw that all the damage to the bridge had been repaired, but the interior was still a mess and she could even smell the lingering smell of gunpowder.

　"Comrade Minsk, are you feeling better?" Bold asked with concern.

　"Thank you for your concern. I feel better after the external damage was repaired." Minsk's voice came from somewhere in the bridge and reached the ears of the brave.

　Although he was still a little weak, Minsk's speech was no longer incoherent, which was proof that he was getting better.

　Daring breathed a sigh of relief. "I'm glad you're okay... By the way, can you materialize now?"

　"I tried... but it's the same as not trying..." Minsk sighed.

　"What do you mean?" Danda didn't understand.

　"It can be true, but the degree is quite low. In fact, I am standing in front of you now, Comrade Bold." Minsk said.

　He boldly opened his eyes and looked carefully in front of him, only then could he vaguely see the shadow of Minsk's human body.

　Bold was very happy and consoled him, "I see. At least we don't have to worry about you not being able to release your human form in the future. I estimate that after another ten days or half a month of training, you will be almost ready. I wish you a speedy recovery, my comrade."

　……

　Minsk's serious injury serves as a warning to all the ship girls that they must also change their tactics to deal with the White Army's encirclement of the ship girls.

　The White Army's large-scale encirclement and suppression of the ship girls had a significant impact on the ship girls' guerrilla warfare on the White Army's supply lines, which increased the White Army's supply. However, this also dispersed a lot of troops, forcing the White Army to switch to a defensive position on the front line, and unable to achieve both offense and defense.

　On the Soviet side, the first round of mobilized troops have been trained and are advancing step by step in Saratov and Voronezh Oblasts. The two oblasts have now been fully liberated.

　The Revolutionary Military Committee of the Russian Communist Party discussed and decided to launch a large-scale campaign while the White Army was dispersing its forces, preparing to march towards the Volgograd Oblast and pave the way for the liberation of the city of Volgograd.

　In order to still be able to tie down the White Army's forces, the Red Army Command required the guerrilla ship girls to hide themselves if they were at a disadvantage in the battle; and when the White Army felt that the "bandits" were almost wiped out and were ready to call off their troops, they would come out and suddenly fire a few shots, and repeat this process until the White Army was confused.

　Once the ship girls hide, they are much harder to find than humans. They are not only resistant to extreme cold and heat, but also to mosquito bites. They do not need to eat or drink water, and they do not need to breathe.

　This means that even if they just dig a hole on the spot and bury it for ten days or half a month before coming out, there will be no problem at all.

　Therefore, using this method not only can tie up a large number of searching White Army troops, but also can bring mental torture to the White Army soldiers.

　When Bismarck learned of Minsk's experience, he used it as an excuse to further urge his sister to intensify her training.

　"Sister, Minsk is a destroyer, and we are battleships. HIMARS can't even be damaged by a ground attack, let alone seriously damaged. Is it necessary?"

　Tirpitz, who was dragged out of the room by Bismarck, complained with a lazy and reluctant look on his face.

　"Yes, Germany's exquisite craftsmanship has given us a safe support. But can you guarantee that you can withstand even a nuclear bomb? If you can't guarantee that you can withstand a nuclear bomb, then come with me for training!" Bismarck scolded with disdain.

　"Didn't Eugen withstand two nuclear bombs?"

　"So it sank anyway. What I said about withstanding a nuclear bomb was just a figurative statement..." Bismarck held his forehead with a frown.