If Richelieu calmed down and chose, in order to protect the glory of the fleet, even if she agreed to Chu Jianchen, she would finally choose to rush up to decide the outcome. ▽ Tomato◇w`

But if it were Hood, she would choose to retreat to the port until the Qiuyue fleet appeared within sight. In her words, it was: "Since you have decided, you must do your best!"

Richelieu, who was wearing a somewhat torn clothes, was in a very bad mood. Even if she changed into the MK7 main gun given to her by Chu Jianchen, her effective range was only less than 50 kilometers. Compared to Yahe who could easily send shells to anywhere more than 100 kilometers away, the assault team that was facing the challenge was warmly welcomed by dense artillery fire.

"Richeliu, at our speed, it will take at least 20 minutes to attack the target sea. Judging from the opponent's fire rate, it is enough for them to easily launch 50 rounds of artillery attacks, which we can't withstand~!" Paris, who was accidentally wiped by shells, came to Richeliu and said, his face blackened by thick smoke, looked extremely funny.

"Everyone has it! I will immediately line up in a single formation and I will deal with the shelling. You should try to keep your energy as much as possible. When you reach your destination, it will depend on you!" Richelieu frowned and thought for a while before he ordered with a hint of unwillingness.

"Don't joke about Richelieu. Although your ship's ship has changed a lot after going out and brought back many novel things, it has not reached the point where it can ignore this powerful shelling. After it becomes a single sideline, all the pressure will be transferred to you. Are you desperate?" Richelieu's sister Jean Barr was the first to disagree and raise his hand to object.

"Let's be obedient, okay?"

"No! I don't want to watch you sink in front of me, do you understand, my flagship master!"

"I won't be a problem...you just don't believe me, don't you believe in your sister?"

Richelieu looked back at the assault team members who had disagreements on his face, and he was a little unaware of how to explain to them. As one of the parties to reach an agreement with Chu Jianchen, Richelieu knew very well that the attack seemed to be huge, but in fact it would not cause irreparable harm to them. Her desperate counterattack was not to defeat Chu Jianchen's men who pretended to be a ship girl in the deep sea. It was entirely because with her pride, she could not accept the fleet she led, and was like a pig blocked in a pigpen, and was slaughtered without resistance.

But Richelieu could not tell these words that the team members who believed deeply, especially her sister, would never accept that her sister betrayed the entire fleet.

"I am thinking about the future of the French local fleet...I will never regret it!"

After clenching his fists tightly, Richeliu tried his best to open the dimensional barrier, firmly protected the members of the assault team behind him, and rushed towards the direction of the shells flying at full speed. This assault was not just for his obsession with honor, but more importantly, he wanted Chu Jianchen to see the true strength of the local fleet. Only in this way can they not be regarded as dispensable foils in future communications.

"Swoosh~~~~~~!"

Several shells, which were obviously several times larger than before, rushed out of the black fog that was blocked by the deep sea aura in the distance. With the power of the surviving Mo Yu, Richelieu's body fell backwards. Even the powerful dimensional barrier was broken apart by this wave of impact, completely losing its defensive effect.

"Be careful!" Seeing that the assault team members who were not good at seeing Richelieu easily broke into a crack by several shells, they immediately surrounded him nervously, and dimensional barriers quickly unfolded to protect Richelieu, whose combat power was greatly reduced.

The expected blow did not come. On the contrary, a large group of carrier-based aircraft that had completed the supply rushed out of the black fog shrouded in the deep sea aura, flew over their heads like dark clouds, and flew towards Caen, which had turned into a sea of ​​fire.

"Strange, why don't they attack us?" Paris, who was fully alert, looked at the group of aircraft flying over his head and moving straight away as if he hadn't seen her. He blinked in confusion: "I was very surprised since the beginning. I originally thought that I had to not only defend against artillery fire along the way, but also distracted against the bomber group that came to attack. As a result, not only were the shelling sparse, but even the planes did not attack us. What was going on? Are we so vulnerable in the eyes of these deep seas?"

"Jing Yungai, Feilong, that's Akagi's carrier-based aircraft, I recognize them." The ocean, who had met Akagi, raised his head and squinted his eyes to look at the plane flying quickly over his head. His tone became extremely low: "If it were them, I'm afraid that only three waves of attacks would be needed, and we would have to sink all to the bottom of the sea to accompany them."

"Since that's the case, why don't they push us to death on the road?" Lorraine, who had the most irritable temper, waved the main cannon in her hand at the sky, narrowing her eyes dangerously, as if considering whether to shoot down the plane on her head.

"Don't be too troublesome. It's very difficult for us to resist shelling now. If we lead the carrier-based aircraft here, we may only be able to break the retreat path!" Knowing this hasty plan, Richelieu, who showed a lot of flaws, hurriedly shouted, temporarily suppressing other voices in the team: "In order to allow the injured sisters to retreat safely and to cover De Gaulle and the others, we can only have the chance to defeat the enemy by continuing to move forward!"

"Hmph, Richelieu, with your exhausted appearance, you want to defeat the fleet led by me?" The deep sea aura like black fog suddenly rolled like a boiling sound. A pale long hair was tied behind her back, and a figure with purple horns on her head rolled apart. The black fog was rolling endlessly. With a proud look with a chilling look, she looked at Richelieu, who was dressed in dishevelled like a king of the world.

"Deep sea Yamato! Why are you here?" Richelieu, who was ragged by the powerful shelling just now, covered Chunguang's chest with his hands, and looked at Yamato who looked extremely disdainful: "Didn't you have disappeared long ago? Why are you back?"

"Hmph, I am an evil ghost crawling out of the deepest part of hell, nothing can trap me!" Yamato, who had become deep in the sea, has now become a little more relaxed than the way she had been like she was dragging the whole world to bury her.

However, in the eyes of Richelieu, who was the enemy, the cold fear emitted by this sexy woman with white hair and purple eyes became even more fierce, and could almost freeze the blood flowing in her body.

"Richeliu, what should I do? I didn't expect it to be the deep-sea Yamato. We can't beat it~~!" Even in Europe, Jean Barr also knew the deep-sea Yamato that had caused bloody storms at the southern end of the Pacific Ocean. This deep-sea flagship, which was far beyond the ship girl, has always been a heart-wrenching problem that bothers the top leaders of the alliance. Especially after disappearing for a while, the reappearance of the deep-sea Yamato became more imposing, and seemed to have increased a lot of strength, which made her feel more and more unsure.

"What a panic? Yamato, who doesn't carry the deep-sea fleet with him, is just a super-large target!"
Chapter completed!