She didn't like the feeling of having her proud hair tied up. Although her hair didn't have time to apply hair oil today and it wasn't that heavy, the two bulges on the back of her head really made her unhappy. Before changing to the new armor, Fu
Xu Du likes to let her hair fly like this during the flight. Although it sometimes hurts when it is pulled by the wind, she likes the flowing feeling from the bottom of her heart.
But now, if she doesn't tie her hair up, the golden hair will get into the engine. Breaking her hair is a small matter, but the engine getting stuck is a big deal. If it gets stuck in a battle, it can be fatal.
Because of this, Foch disliked the new armor very much.
And now the bad weather has made her mood even worse.
The dark clouds were so low that Foch and her escorts seemed to be flying close to the bottom of the dark clouds. The air was filled with water vapor, which made Foch feel chest tightness.
The most fatal thing was that the visibility was quite poor, and the entire land was pitch black. Although the firelight on the ground illuminated a certain range, it failed to reveal any trace of the enemy. The German soldiers probably hid when they heard the sound of the engine.
At night like this, even a Shenji who specializes in reconnaissance might not be able to identify the enemy's movements quickly.
"It's really terrible." Foch cursed in a low voice.
If old-fashioned armor was used, at least the engine sound would not be heard. The moment she thought this, something broke into her perception.
German goddess!
"Just in time!" Foch burst out laughing, "I was just looking for someone to vent my unhappiness to!"
As she said this, she waved her hand violently. The Frenchmen dispersed in groups of two.
At this time, the Germans came into view, and the first round of firefights between the two sides began immediately. Fire nets composed of tracer bullets crisscrossed the sky, but of course no results were obtained.
Foch quickly locked onto an enemy based on her feeling. She thought it should be the commander of the German Goddess. She increased the speed of the two engines to the extreme, quickly closing the distance to the target. The target obviously also discovered Foch.
, she deliberately left the friendly forces, entered a relatively open airspace and then slowed down, as if she was inviting Foch.
This chivalrous approach immediately won Foch's favor. She turned back to the wingman who had been accompanying her and made a "you go support others" gesture, and then rushed towards the Germans alone.
"Commander-in-Chief of the French Army, Senior Knight of the Order of Roland, Foch!" After announcing his name loudly into the wireless phone, Foch pointed the weapon in his hand at the target.
The target drew irregular motion trajectories in the air, dodged Foch's machine gun sweeps like a dance, and then made a gorgeous turn in the air - it was not easy to perform this action while moving at high speed using the new armor.
"Teutonic Knights, Manfrena von Richthofen." The voice coming through the radio was unusually clear. Foch even felt that even the thick German accent had changed because of the speaker's voice.
It doesn't sound that bad anymore.
"Very good," said Foch, "you will be my first Warring Statesman after I start the war!"
At this moment, lightning flashed across the clouds above their heads, and Foch was stunned. Because she then discovered that the German armor was painted a conspicuous red, and for some reason a single stick was added to the head.
A horn-like ornament.
Foch raised his machine gun and fired at the Germans, but the Germans used a series of incredible and strange maneuvers to get out of the way.
"If you don't fire, it's useless no matter how much you dodge!" As soon as Foch finished speaking, the slightly too long spear in the German's hand opened fire.
It's not a machine gun battery, but a single-shot bullet.
The bullet whizzed past Foch's chest. A large piece of his clothes was torn off, leaving Foch's snow-white left chest exposed to the cold wind at night. A large burn mark was clearly visible under the red pink spots.
visible.
While maneuvering at high speed, she hit a target that was also moving at high speed with a single shot - this German goddess actually accomplished such an incredible thing!
Foch was shocked and quickly increased the power of the engine and began to maneuver erratically while continuing to fire diversionary barrages at the enemy.
The German's second shot whizzed past her ears, causing her to break out in a cold sweat.
She realized that such a long-distance fight was too disadvantageous for her, so she began to try to close the distance.
"That gun of yours is a guided weapon!" Foch said to his opponent through the radio, "If I remember correctly, it should be..."
The third bullet shattered Foch's earphones, and his hair was ignited by the burning runes on the bullet. Although the sparks were quickly blown out by the howling wind, most of Foch's exaggerated long hair was scattered.
, and then got involved in the rotor of the left engine without any accident.
Most of the noble curls were immediately cut off, and many of the flying strands were stirred into the bearings, and a small amount was inhaled by the engine's air intake. The left engine immediately made an unsettling booming sound, and then spit out a large plume of thick smoke.
"My hair!" Foch screamed, "You guy! I'm going to kill you!"
At this time, the fourth bullet was fired. The accurate hit speed of Foch was greatly reduced, but it hit the Psyche skeleton in her waist. The powerful impact still hit Foch with a heavy punch in the abdomen.
She spat out a large mouthful of vomit, and Secomu's skeleton immediately melted and disintegrated. The two engines connected to the skeleton fell off Foch's body and fell to the ground. Fortunately, Foch had already activated the guidance wings on his body.
Not a single piece fell to the dark earth.
The red knight hovered in the air hundreds of yards away from Foch, pulling the bolt of the gun in his hand with smooth movements, ejecting the cartridge case from the chamber, and then loading a new bullet.
For a moment, Foch felt an emotion called despair—an experience she had never experienced before.
"Damn new armor!" She cursed in a low voice, "If it's old armor, at least it can still..."
The German raised his gun, and Foch knew that she could not miss. Such a sharp shooter would never miss at this time. It was too dark at this time, and her guards were all caught up in a fierce battle.
Someone would notice that she needed rescue, and maybe call for help if the radio was still there, but...
Despair seized her heart, followed closely by the fear of death. She waited for the enemy to pull the trigger. Every second seemed as long as a century.
She even saw the legendary revolving lantern, but unfortunately they were all insignificant scenes, and the God of Death smiled at her in every scene, and that smile gnawed at her heart...
At this time, the Germans put away their guns.
"I will not kill those who have no fighting spirit." Her voice floated in the night wind, and then, the red knight turned around neatly, and his twin ponytails swung into a golden concentric circle in the light of lightning.
The moment the German turned around and left, Foch covered her mouth and choked her cry that was mixed with joy and unwillingness. Only then did she realize that she had just peed, and her wet thighs and breeches would become her eternal humiliation.
At the same time that the first large-scale night-time battle broke out over the border area between France and Germany, Horangabo on the other side of the world was experiencing peace under the mild sunshine.
Isabella was sitting at Lin Youde's desk, reading the report submitted by Du Qifeng.
Isabella's ability in domestic affairs is mediocre, but after working as the Queen of England for such a long time, she still has the basic qualities that a politician should have. In addition, after coming to Langgabo, she has been influenced by many influences.
With Du Qifeng, the great housekeeper, Isabella was able to replace Lin Youde in overseeing the overall situation of Helang Yabo, which was quite smooth.
Isabella finally saw the last page of the report. She breathed a long sigh of relief, picked up a pen and signed her name at the end. Then she threw the entire stack of files on the table and lay back in her chair.
.
"Two weeks..." Isabella turned to look at the calendar on the wall. On it, the date when Lin Youde led the task force to conduct a personal expedition was clearly marked with a red circle.
"You shouldn't have encountered any problems?"
Although Lin Youde's task force contacted them regularly every day, Isabella still couldn't help but feel worried.
"Why is my rx so slow to build... I really want to go to the battlefield with you... It doesn't matter even if I'm hiding on the boat and can't come out to see anyone..."
Talking to herself like this, Isabella put her nose against the back of the chair and sucked in hard.
I don't know if it's a psychological effect, but every time Isabella does this in the past few days, she always feels like she can smell Lin Youde. She greedily squeezes the soft back of the chair with her nose, trying to get more "smell"
to leak out.
While doing this, her left hand began to rub her breasts involuntarily...
"He likes to do this..." Isabella murmured to herself, pinching the small bean on her chest with her left hand and pressing it in completely, "Then this..."
Isabella's right hand reached between her hips. Due to the one-piece design of the dress, she could only touch herself through the layers of skirts and petticoats, but this alone made her feel extremely comfortable.
Isabella squirmed on the chair where Lin Youde had been sitting for ten years, making a coquettish sound.
At this moment, Kaoru opened the door and walked in.
"Mr. Du said that these files are... uh..." Xun stood at the door holding a pile of documents, her whole face flushed. After a brief pause, she came to her senses, turned around, closed the door, and locked it behind her.
Isabella also stood up, her face full of embarrassment.
"I...I just..."
"Actually... I also miss Mr. Lin very much," Xun lowered his head and said with a flushed face, "Well, I can understand such a thing, really..."
Then, an awkward silence fell. For two full minutes, the two of them stood in this posture, motionless.
Finally, Isabella pretended to cough twice and cleared her throat.
"How about..." She turned her face slightly, turned her eyes to the side, and stared at the globe in the room, "Let's... do it tonight? That's it... Since Lin is not here, we have to solve the problem with each other, right?
?"
Xun's gaze turned to the other side, as if he was deliberately trying to form a parallel line with Isabella's gaze.
"Well, I...I have no problem, no, I...please do this..."
After another awkward silence, Isabella moved. She walked to Xun, stretched out her arms and hugged the oriental girl who was completely frozen.
The two girls who were left behind by Lin Youde in Helang Yabo hugged each other like this, doing what Lin Youde usually asked them to do to satisfy his bad taste: they kissed each other's lips, and there was no trace of Lin Youde's presence.