The strong wind blowing towards him suddenly lifted the silk on Chu Jianchen's forehead, revealing a pair of dark pupils that were narrowed by the wind. Although the hammer thrown by the Soviet Union was small in size, the momentum of the smashing was comparable to the anchor of a 10,000-ton ship. The terrifying sound of breaking through the air came from afar, stimulating Chu Jianchen's ears, which were shaking by the strong wind. Tianlai Novel.|2

"Damn, it's such a scam."

Touching his nose, Chu Jianchen stared calmly at the little hammer flying towards him with a slight squinted gaze. His powerful mental power condensed into a huge fist under his control, and hit the hammer that was about to hit his face!

"Clang~~~!"

A violent explosion exploded when the fist formed by mental power hit the hammer. A red light approaching the golden color appeared on the surface of the hammer's body and mental power, and a huge golden hammer phantom burst out, bounced back Chu Jianchen's mental power!

"Warning, your mental attack is defeated by the Soviet talented skills, the Bolshevik hammer, and if it fails in this contest, the Soviet Union's favorability for you will fall to point O."

The sudden information display occupied a corner of Chu Jianchen's vision, and the cold electronic sound rarely brought a hint of gloating, as if cheering for Chu Jianchen's failure.

"++, who are you helping?"

Chu Jianchen had no time and suddenly seemed a little intelligent electronic prompt sound. After the Soviet little hammer bounced off his mental attack, it not only did not fall, but instead flew towards him out of thin air. The howling sound of breaking through the air was extremely loud, as if a Boeing 787 was passing by his head at a low altitude!

While the little hammer flashing with a golden red light was about to hit Chu Jianchen, the expression on Chu Jianchen's face was still as plain as before. He took a step in a slant. After fighting with the fallen admiral Asaqi, Chu Jianchen's reaction ability had changed drastically. Even if the little hammer achieved the reaction rate of most humans, it was only a little difficult for him to deal with.

A light step happened to avoid the head-on impact of the little hammer, but Chu Jianchen's purpose was not simply to avoid the little hammer. He had already received a key reminder from the prompt message. If he could not show the strength of being a qualifying admiral in front of the Soviet Union, the newly fished powerful battleship would have a full impression of him. What would happen in the end? Even Chu Jianchen, who had always believed in Ski's discomfort!

The arm slightly shook, and the reflex nerves had already emerged from an ordinary person, Chu Jianchen, who was still in a state of motion. His raised palm was inserted from a subtle angle, and he carefully passed through the layers of phantoms dancing out of the rotating hammer handle. It seemed as if he should have grasped the small hammer handle like this, and in the direction of the hammer swing, let the hammer rotate in the palm of his palm. Then the powerful mental power rushed into the hammer quickly, suppressing its fierce resistance, and holding the hammer, which was not very heavy, in the palm of his hand.

"Yes~~, sorry, Admiral! I..., I didn't mean it, just ~~~."

It was not until Chu Jianchen handed the little hammer and looked at him in a daze that the Soviet Union suddenly woke up and ran over, looking up and down at Chu Jianchen's clothes that were blown by the strong wind, with a panic expression on his face, and his hands were swung rapidly.

However, the Soviet Union was not the kind of ship girl who could speak well. She couldn't speak when she spoke. She stuttered for a long time, and her mouth suddenly turned red.

"Soviet, it's okay, don't take it to heart. It's just an accident. I believe you didn't mean it."

Seeing that the Soviet Union was so anxious that even tears were coming out, Chu Jianchen hurriedly carried her into his arms and stroked her forehead and said, "But it was different from the cute destroyer. Although the Soviet Union also looked like a special type of childish face, it was about the same height as a high school student. It was exactly the same level that he could be eaten legally but not caught by the military police as a loli. His little head was pressed against Chu Jianchen's chin, and the shoulder-length white spread evenly, dyeing Chu Jianchen's chest into a soft and bright white.

"Admiral, am I useless? I can't even do basic repairs well and I almost hurt you by mistake."

After sucking his perky little nose, the Soviet Union raised his head and looked at Chu Jianchen. A faint red cloud appeared on his fair face, and a embarrassed shy expression appeared in his eyes.

"Nothing, you have helped me a lot, but I've had a lot of things recently and I haven't had time to thank you."

Chu Jianchen touched the Soviet Union's head and cast his eyes far away on the robotic arm that was hit by the Soviet Union. Only then did he realize that the robotic arm was not moving just now was because the fault was stuck. It was not until the Soviet Union knocked it with a small hammer that the same manufacturing work began again.

"Soviet, can you also repair robotic arms?"

Looking at the Soviet Union in surprise, Chu Jianchen smeared his face hard and asked with a suppressed ecstasy in his heart.

"Yeah, is there anything?"

The Soviet Union looked at Chu Jianchen in confusion, and a hint of pride appeared on his little face, which was scared by the hammer's hand and was a little pale: "I am the eldest son of the great Soviet Republic Navy. How could I not even know how to repair such a basic task? As long as our Soviet Navy finds something wrong, it will use a big hammer to hammer it hard. Wherever something happens, it will be a lot better than those American ships that carefully hold the instrument and test it for a long time and cannot decide on the maintenance plan!"

"Haha, it's amazing, my Soviet Union."

After hearing the Soviet Union's words, Chu Jianchen even had the illusion of being quiet for a while, as if the unconscious robotic arms were all shocked by the rough maintenance methods mentioned by the Soviet Union.

Touching his nose, Chu Jianchen looked down at him in confusion, looking up at him. The Soviet Union was blinking with his eyes, and he let out a heavy sigh, and asked directly: "Soviet, I heard that you are a little unhappy recently. Is it because of the collapse of the Soviet Empire that was unacceptable and I feel a little depressed?"

"Ah, Admiral, do you know everything?"

The Soviet Union turned his head embarrassedly, did not dare to look into Chu Jianchen's eyes, and said softly in a small voice: "Admiral, do you think the Soviet Union is useless? It is obviously the strongest among the battleships, but it cannot even accept this kind of blow. Compared with the seniors of Shancheng and seniors of Fusang who fought until the last second, my cowardly battleships like me have no meaning to exist, right?"

"Well, although the Soviet class is a very powerful battleship in the Red Navy, it's still a bit far-fetched to talk about the strongest."

Chu Jianchen silently stroked the Soviet Union, whose whole body was shaking, and of course he would not say such words, especially when the Soviet Union was more excited. Moreover, since the Soviet Union was caught by him, he would definitely train her to become one of the most powerful battleships in the world. If this is the case, the Soviet Union's words cannot be considered a lie.

"The Soviet Union, there is nothing. Shancheng and Fusang ships are far inferior to you. However, after experiencing countless re-enactments of history, their minds have been solidified to an indestructible level, so they can gain power farther than you. As long as you can slow down your mind and use the strictest requirements to temper your mind, one day, your power will be stronger than anyone else."

"Everything of the ship girl comes from your heart. As long as you believe in yourself from the heart, you will eventually step into the supreme epic throne and become one of the strongest battleships in the Star Sea Fleet. I believe this very firmly, because you are the Soviet Union, inheriting all the wills of the great empire, and the last battleship in the Red Navy named it. The Soviet Union, as your admiral, I will do my best to help you fight gloriously in the new world!"

After patting the Soviet Union's head, Chu Jianchen's eyes swept over the Soviet Union's pretty face, which reappeared in fighting spirit, and walked towards the factory with her little hand: "Come on, let me see how powerful you are in the Soviet Union. Today we will drive the Soviet Union's strongest anti-ship missile, Sapphire long-range ballistic anti-ship missile!"

"Ha? Is there such a weapon in the Soviet naval arsenal? Why don't I know? Admiral, what is a missile? Is it solid? Can a hammer be used during maintenance?"
Chapter completed!