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(I feel that my writing skills have not improved after writing 800,000 words. Today I tried to write a little love, but I found that I could write erotic things. There is also Chunxuejun, I haven't seen you for a long time. Hehe, I promise this book will have a happy ending.)

David Betty, who packed her clothes and left the northernmost secluded prison in Orkney Island, attended a naval reception organized by the Admiralty.

The London bosses and the general were having a cup of wine and chatting, and they were filled with glitz. David Betty, who had "escape from death", was determined to deal with the bosses who came to chat, and worked hard to find the back of the new Navy minister in the crowd.

Betty felt that he needed to communicate openly with the Navy Minister, but before he found King Arthur of the Shanghai Army, he was already drunk by his ecstatic subordinates.

Betty, who was slightly drunk, shook her way back to the room prepared for him by the Scapa Bay Base Command. His wife Eiffelshu greeted her in a light pajamas, took the military uniform and military cap that her husband had thrown away, and hung it on the hanger beside the door.

"I'm sorry, I'm drunk again..."

David Betty shakingly into the bathroom and vomited for a while. Eiffelshu was busy pounding her husband's back and preparing a basin of cold water for washing her face for her husband.

After a while, Betty's stomach finally felt a little more comfortable. He gathered his hands and slapped a little cold water on his face, trying to wake himself up. His wife Eiffelshu just handed over a dry towel, then retreated to the door of the bathroom, wrapped her hands around her chest, and smiled at her husband, "David, have you considered it?"

"What?" Betty wiped his face, thinking about his responsibilities as the Third Sea Minister, and he was thinking about where to start his work.

Except for the Supreme Head of the Cabinet Civilians, the Navy's most important position is the four Maritime Ministers. The First Maritime Minister and the Navy Minister are only a few words different, but they are subordinates of the latter. Even so, the First Maritime Minister is still the highest-ranking Royal Navy general, generally serving as the Chief of Staff of the Navy, and is fully responsible for specific combat command. The Second Maritime Minister is in charge of personnel. The assessment and promotion of naval officers, the recruitment of sailors and the construction of military academy belongs to the responsibilities of the Second Maritime Minister. The Third Maritime Minister is in charge of audit, responsible for the procurement of Royal Navy equipment and the innovation of technological. The entire British Navy shipyard belongs to the supervision scope of the Third Maritime Minister. The Fourth Maritime Minister is in charge of logistics, mainly supplies materials and naval base management.

Although Betty failed to become the commander-in-chief of the Great Fleet, given the unprecedented decline of the Great Fleet after the Battle of Scarglake Straits, the position of the Third Sea Minister, who is in charge of shipbuilding and technological innovation, is becoming increasingly important now. Belford's long-term position as the Third Sea Minister has aroused the accusations of many knowledgeable naval people, but no one expected that King Arthur was ready to leave this position to him from beginning to end David Betty.

Although Betty accepted the appointment of the Admiralty, he had no clue about his new work. After nearly three months of imprisonment, David Betty didn't know much about the latest news of the Royal Navy. It was not until the just-concluded cocktail party that Betty learned about some of the Royal Navy's recent shipbuilding plans from First Sea Minister Goff Karthorpe.

Three six-barrel battlecruisers modified by Queen Elizabeth-class rapid battleships, three prestige battleships, seven Revenge-class (r-class) battleships, one Canadian-class battleship, and three large light cruisers code-named sirloin. The above are just the main battleships that the Royal Navy has started construction. In addition, the Royal Navy also plans to build three Hood-class super battleships, three Nelson-class battleships, battleships code-named G3 and l3 fast battleships.

Goff Kalthorp listed at least three cost plans that Betty had never heard of before. Betty soon found that his head could not keep up with the current expansion speed of the Royal Navy.

Three Hood-class super battleships, three Nelson-class battleships, G3 Planned Battlecruising and L3 Fast Battleships are still in the paper design stage. David Betty doesn't have to consider those illusory guys for the time being. The problem is that those battleships that are still in the dock are enough to judge from the name of the name of Betty, who has participated in the decisive battle of almost all the British defensive ships.

The Queen Elizabeth-class battleship was modified to the Battlecruise. Whose genius idea is this? If you have to modify it, why not add the Queen Elizabeth, which was the earliest to serve?

The Battle of Scarglak Strait proves that the main battle patrol of the Royal Navy's light protection is vulnerable. Whether the three prestige combat patrols still exist, it is necessary to know that the six main gun battleships modified from the R-class battleship do not have much potential to be explored. Strengthening protection will inevitably reduce the speed!

Hasn't the Canadian battleship officially delivered to the Navy? Where did the remaining Canadian-class battleship come from? Large light cruisers are the Edgar-class first-class cruisers (large armored cruisers) equipped with small caliber main guns, such as Edgar-class, with 10,000-ton, equipped with small caliber main guns. So where did the light cruisers come from?

Also, even during the most intense period of the British-German naval arms race, the Royal Navy, which insisted that "every time Germany built a main battleship, Britain built two in response", was not as crazy as it is now.

Six battlecruisers were completed before the spring of 1917, eight battleships and three large light cruisers that were not known at the moment. In other words, at least fifteen battleships were under construction in the Royal Navy in 1915, and at least seven battleships would join the battle sequence of the large fleet in 1916. The wealthy American Cowboy had only two battleships to start construction and serve each year. The German Empire, which was wielding its sword, demanding that the territory under the sun, had only three battleships to start construction each year.

In the fierce war, the production capacity of high-tech synthetic weapons such as the Dreadnought and the Fearless War Patrol is exploded. Not to mention whether the British Empire's shipbuilding system can support it, even if the empire completes this ambitious plan, the exhausted British Empire may not recover after the war.

The dry towel was wiping it randomly on his face, and suddenly heard his wife's question. David Betty, who was in the lawsuit, did not react for the time being. It was not until his wife climbed onto the bed angrily that Betty remembered that he promised his wife to completely withdraw from the military before the military trial and considered helping her father-in-law deal with the fact that the company was handled.

Betty dropped the towel, hopped onto the bed, leaned down on his wife, shouting his wife's nickname, and said guiltily: "Neman, I'm sorry, I can't go and share the company's affairs with my father."

"I get it!" Eiffelshu snatched the pillow from Betty's armpit and patted her husband's hand with a ring. He was angry: "I shouldn't have come to Orkney. I should have understood that you and your old friend Sylem are the most ruthless people in the world. Sylem is reluctant to give up the navy and would rather wander overseas for more than ten years than calm down and find a job to take care of his wife and take care of his family. My husband is a natural fool. He can get something for nothing but still stick to the warship. He knows that he is being praised on the altar. Once he fails, he will be a national sinner but still refuses to leave."

"Neman, don't compare me with that guy in Silem. At least he doesn't like his wife, and I'm unwavering in Neman!" David Betty sat up from the bed, straightened his wife's angry face, and said seriously: "Neman, since I met Silem, I have not won that guy once. Well, I can ignore the speculation about the Russo-Japanese War and the failure of the debate on the direction of the navy, but the war between us and Germany is a war involving national destiny. I must stay and defeat my old friend."

Eiffelshu didn't have much confidence in Betty's previous remarks about completely leaving the Navy. Without expectations, there was no disappointment. Eiffelshu snorted coldly, and this page was considered a complete chapter.

Betty thought to himself that he was lucky, and just as he was about to comfort his wife with soft words, he heard a knock on the door outside the door with a slight hesitation.

David Betty pulled back the hand that reached into his wife's pajamas in an unhappy manner, got up and opened the door.

"Little guy, if it's not big news, then you're in trouble!" David Betty looked at the gasping communications officer of the base headquarters and jokingly tightened his laces in his pajamas.

"General, it's big news!" The correspondent covered his heart beating violently. He said in a fury manner: "Silem resigns!"

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The second half of Keel's night was quiet.

The freight train transporting naval supplies from Berlin was parked in the storage area of ​​the Kiel Naval Base. The quartermaster of the Baltic Fleet Logistics Department, Baind Muller, stood on the platform with the list of supplies, waiting for the officers responsible for transporting the supplies to hand over.

Modern warfare is ultimately a resource war. The Second Battle of Ypres on the Western Front, the Battle of Gorzeli in the Galicia on the Eastern Front and the normal combat readiness training of the Golden Beast Navy caused the logistics personnel of the Imperial Staff to break their legs, so the railway system worked overtime to transport supplies, and the roaring trains on the German Railway line never stopped for a moment.

At 4 a.m., the army train transporting supplies was on the stand. The driver and soldiers who were protecting supplies were yawning and walked off the train, preparing to take a nap in the small dispatch room on the platform. Baind Muller, who was responsible for receiving supplies, looked at his colleagues who could take a nap and was full of envy.

The logistics officer of the General Staff who was accompanying the train was not off the train for a long time. Baind Muller became more and more angry as he was in the cold. Just as he couldn't help but want to get on the car to find the rash officer, a naval officer in a uniform rushed out of the passage.

"General..." The quarantine officer felt dizzy when he looked at the figure that could only be seen in the newspaper in the past, which was so real that he could see in front of him. Baind Muller couldn't help but murmured, until the tired general raised his right hand, the quarantine officer remembered and saluted.

"Thank you for your hard work." Wang Heidi put down the suitcase he brought back intact, looked at the quartermaster's epaulette, and whispered: "Second Lieutenant, can you find a military vehicle for me? I want to go home earlier."

"Of course!" The soldiers who were still complaining just now forgot about the unhappiness, straightened their bodies, and assured them in a tone of course.

The military vehicles quietly drove into the row of gray buildings near the seashore that looked a little old and dilapidated. Wang Heidi refused the driver's intention to carry his luggage and watched the military vehicles leave.

The powerful light of the military car headlights disappeared into the quiet space. Wang Heidi looked up at Kiel's starry sky, and his depressed emotions could finally soothe a little. Leaving the drizzle, he felt depressed and filled the ancient Baroque style city. Wang Heidi discovered that Kiel's sky was unprecedentedly pure.

Take out the rusty key from his pocket, gently turn the door lock, and Wang Heidi quickly slipped into the house. Danny the shepherd raised his head alertly and immediately recognized that it was its owner. The shepherd ran over and followed Wang Heidi intimately. Heidi took a lot of effort to soothe Danny.

Wang Heidi didn't turn on the chandelier in the hall, but just took off her shoes and stood on tiptoe to the door of the master bedroom with her hands on her feet.

The not-so-spacious master bedroom is filled with large items purchased by Anne - a double bed, a desk, a dressing table and two wardrobes. The windows and doors were not completely closed. The sea breeze in Kielfjord came slowly, waving Anne's favorite warm color-touching curtain. A slight cold light sprinkled in, and with the sea breeze, it immediately felt like the wind was moving.

Wang Heidi took off her military uniform and hung it on the clothes hanger, breathing a little slight fragrance in the air greedi. The private space shared with Anne once made Wang Heidi feel anxious, but when Wang Heidi removed the sense of crisis caused by insight into time and space, Wang Heidi became madly attached to this smell again.

On the double bed, Anne slept very well. Apart from the face that could not be said to be exquisite, the slum girl's strong arms due to housework were also exposed outside the thin quilt. Wang Heidi stood in front of the bed, looking at his wife, her heartbeat inexplicably accelerated, and her mind was tossing back and forth with Anne, who was careless in her character, and her word "sleeping beauty" was inconsistent with her carefree Anne.

"What's this? I've been in love with my wife for more than ten years."

This feeling occurred more than once after the Battle of Jutland. The person involved took off his socks and unscrewed the medicine bottle and swallowed a few regular sleeping pills. However, when Wang Heidi sat on the edge of the bed, he realized that Anne, who had a bad sleeping position, had occupied most of the bed. He pulled the corner of his back. Wang Heidi found that the quilt was still moving. Wang Heidi had to bend down to tuck the quilt for his wife and move another quilt out of the wardrobe.

"Who is it?" As soon as Annie put a quilt on the edge of the bed, she woke up. In the hazy night, Annie pulled Wang Heidi off guard and turned on the bedside lamp.

"This damn woman!" Wang Heidi, who had been anorexia and malnutrition due to irregular diet and excessive psychotropic drugs, got up dizzy and hugged, holding the slight achesy lumbar muscles and said, "Who am I, I am your man!"

"Heidi, why are you back?"

Facing the man who returned home in the early morning, Annie couldn't help but widen her eyes and covered her mouth in disbelief.

Anne understood her husband's character. The girl who dared to love and hate in the slum did use some improper methods to completely cut off her husband's connection with Catherine, and used a marriage to encircle the boy who was at a low point in her career, but she failed to completely conquer her husband's heart. If it were not necessary, her husband would rather be in the office until dawn than return to the room with her Anne.

Before Wang Heidi explained, Anne had already climbed up from the bed, and without caring about the leaked spring scenery, she took out a clean pajamas in the closet.

"I haven't eaten yet, I'll go to the kitchen to get you something to eat."

Annie, wearing pajamas, walked out the door in a hurry. Wang Heidi, whose body had reached its limit, was inexplicably moved. He chased after him and hugged Annie into his arms from behind.

"The youngest daughter, who was always stealing fruits for me to eat back then, has learned to take care of her family; the young boy who regretted getting married and swore to stay in front of the church priest for life and hid in the bathroom of the wedding room and refused to come out now is the father of an eight-year-old girl." Wang Heidi hugged his wife's slightly trembling body, squeezed her head into her long hair with a smell of soap, and whispered: "Anne, we are no longer young, it's time to settle down."

"Heidi, this is not your style, what's wrong with you?"

The wife heard the unconcealed fatigue in her husband's words. She twisted uneasyly in Wang Heidi's arms, trying to figure out what was going on. Wang Heidi was not willing to ask his wife to see his face with two lines of tears, tightened her hands around her waist, and slowly told the facts:

"Annie, I'm quitting!"

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