Wang Dajian is currently causing trouble in Southeast Asia.

Bangkok? Done!

Ho Chi Minh City, it’s done!

If it's not enough, I'll try again in Manila City.

Crazy instigation, crazy to make the mass-produced ship girls sealed in the warehouse rebel.

At this time, Louis IX had not understood Wang Dajian's purpose, but Xiao Beifa was stunned.

"Brother Da Jian, I understand your purpose!"

Little Beifa happily drew a line on the map.

This line connects the major cities that Wang Dajian passed through.

In the end, the entire Southeast Asia, including the most important Strait of Malacca, was plunged into chaos by Wang Dajian.

The Pope was stationed in Malacca with an elite fleet, and the flagship of this fleet was Lemar.

You said, if the most important Strait of Malacca is in chaos, what will happen to the Pope's army?

On the Island of Gods in the Pacific, the Pope's army began to have trouble.

Jean Bart stood on the flagship Vichy Holy See and frowned: "Your Holiness, our supplies are beginning to fail to keep up."

The Pope put down the information in his hand and frowned: "How come you can't keep up?"

"The artillery shells are consumed too quickly. The artillery shells from various factories in Southeast Asia have not been transported. The shipping routes have been cut off. Only 30% of the ships can pass through the Strait of Malacca to transport the artillery shells."

When Jean Bart said these words, the Pope's eyes widened: "What did you say?"

He threw himself wholeheartedly on the island of God, trying to repel the Devourer.

But what the Pope didn't expect was that the entire Southeast Asia was in chaos.

The factories that made artillery shells in Southeast Asia were all destroyed by Wang Dajian, and the shipping routes were cut off by Wang Dajian.

The Pope did not realize that this was Wang Dajian's mischief.

But he was already wary.

"Inform the Dunkirk battle cruiser to set off to the Strait of Malacca to suppress the rebellion."

"yes!"

On the other side, the Dunkirk battle patrol stationed in the Indian Ocean received the latest news.

Dunkirk was overjoyed to receive the order.

He has silver hair and wears a paladin uniform similar to Lemar's, and his boots are particularly conspicuous.

The absolute realm between boots and short skirts is the paradise that many men yearn for.

Dunkirk excitedly set off with her fleet.

Go to Southeast Asia to counter insurgency.

"This is Dunkirk. I received an order from the Pope to help suppress the rebellion. Lemar, if you continue like this, you will be demolished by the Pope."

Lemar was hundreds of kilometers away in Ho Chi Minh City. After receiving the message, she gritted her teeth and clenched her fists.

"The rebellion is far more violent than the Pope imagined. If he wants to tear me down, I... have nothing to say."

Now Lemar is very upset. As a trainee knight ship girl, although she is only of blue quality, she is just an inconspicuous ship girl in the Vichy Holy See.

But who would feel better hearing that the Pope was going to tear her down?

The Pope had no idea what was going on here, and the chaos was sudden and without warning.

All the ship girls rebelled!

The Pope is now only thinking about how to kill the Devourer, and is frantically asking the world to build him ships, fleets, and artillery shells.

Then ask the whole world to transport everything to the island of God.

The Pope just wants to kill the Devourer. If the Devourer is allowed to come out, the world he has worked so hard to manage will be reduced to nothing.

Faced with this situation, the Pope was powerless to look elsewhere.

He didn't come to understand the local situation at all, and made the mistake of sending the ship girl over.

The consequence is that major cities have been attacked by Wang Dajian one after another, but they still don't know what happened.

Lemar had been fighting for three days, and she was exhausted and had to find a place to rest.

She took the fleet to a base near the Philippines and planned to repair it.

It was a young man who received her.

"Welcome, thank you for your hard work."

This man's smile was particularly kind, which made Lemar's inner fatigue dissipate a little.

"Thank you."

"Here, here's your oil."

The young man handed over a glass of water.

"Thank you, I'm really tired."

Lemar sat directly on a chair on the port.

After taking a sip of water, she suddenly felt a little strange: "Isn't that oil you gave me?"

"Yes, petroleum that tastes like boiled water."

The young man replied.

"Really? Now we can remove the smell from petroleum, and can we drink petroleum that tastes like pure water directly?"

Lemar was a bit novel. The glass of water didn't smell like petroleum, but she could replenish her energy after drinking it.

This guy didn't lie to her.

"Thank you. This is something I've been happy about in the past few days."

Drinking the boiled water given by the young man, Lemar felt that his fatigue had disappeared a lot.

The young man sat next to him, crossed his legs, opened a can of Coke and drank it.

"Huh? What is that?"

Lemar has never seen Coke. There is no entertainment in this world. People only eat rice, pork, and drink some juice to supplement vitamins.

The Pope forbids all pleasure activities, except for filling the stomach.

Outside of that, it’s about working hard.

"This? Coke, do you want to try it?" The young man showed a Wang Shi smile.

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