Elder brother's garrison

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This seems to be... my daughter's area of ​​expertise.

It's time to summon the omnipotent will of the deep sea!

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

I don’t know how long it took.

A basin of ice water was poured over the unconscious ship girl's face.

Stimulated by the icy water, the ship girl who was unconscious just a second ago suddenly gasped for breath and opened her eyes in a panic.

"Ah! Sister, you're in danger!!!"

As if her memory was still stuck in the moment before she lost consciousness, the conscious ship girl opened her eyes and sat up while shouting, then looked around in panic for her companions.

However, when the ship girl came to her senses, she discovered that she was not surrounded by the seawater she had been in before she fainted, but by solid concrete.

"Ugh?"

The ship girl was looking around in a daze when, with a click, the quick-repair device, split in two, fell from above her head.

The ship girl found herself surrounded by people.

Among them were five companions who seemed to have just woken up, soaking wet and looking bewildered, as well as many more ship girls they had never seen before.

"You're awake."

A mature woman with a white ponytail stood next to the ship girl, carrying a bucket of water, looking up at her.

For some reason, upon seeing the face of this white-haired mature woman, the ship girl felt a wave of helpless fear rise up from the bottom of her heart.

However, just as the ship girl was trying to follow this feeling of fear to find the source of the fear in her memory, she was puzzled to find that no matter how hard she tried to recall, she could not remember where she had seen this woman before.

"Do you still remember me?" the white-haired mature woman asked.

"...May I ask who you are...?"

"Hahahaha, she doesn't even know me, hahahahahahahahaha!"

Before the ship girl could finish asking her question, the white-haired older sister threw down the bucket and laughed wildly.

"Uh..." The ship girl was still in a daze. She looked at her five companions who had regained consciousness and subconsciously crawled over to them. "Sister... Sister... How did we get here?"

"We encountered a deep-sea amphibious assault ship before."

Among her companions, the most reliable captain ship girl answered while holding her hand, giving her a sense of security.

"Ah, the Deep Sea Aquarium..."

After being reminded by the captain, the ship girl's somewhat confused mind suddenly cleared up.

—Yes, I originally came to the First Naval Base with my sisters from the Naval Base to seek an exercise. On the way, we sensed the presence of the Deep Sea Commander in the waters near the First Naval Base. Out of duty, we fought together against the Deep Sea Commander…fight…

Ugh?

What does that deep-sea amphibious ship look like again?

The ship girl glanced at the white-haired older sister beside her, then lowered her head and began to try hard to remember.

The memory gradually became clearer.

—It was a red ship girl, small and cute, with enormous steel wings attached to her ship rigging. With every gesture, she could unleash hundreds of carrier-based aircraft. Faced with her, his own carrier-based aircraft were completely suppressed, and he could only watch helplessly as countless red carrier-based aircraft bombarded him and his teammates…

"That girl is called Yamato. She saved you from the attack by the Abyssal Fleet." At this moment, a white-haired little girl dressed in an admiral's uniform smiled and said to the ship girl.

The ship girl looked at the little girl with a puzzled expression: "Excuse me... who are you...?"

"Hello, I am the admiral of the newbie naval base."

"Oh... Ee??" The ship girl exclaimed in surprise, "You... you..."

"My name is Lu Lin."

"...Admiral Lu, hello... Thank you for saving us..." The ship girl quickly stood up from the ground and bowed to the world's number one admiral in front of her.

"Mmm." The white-haired admiral smiled sweetly.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the ship girls straightened their clothes and gathered together.

After all, these are ship girls from Chapter 7. Having weathered some storms, after their initial confusion and helplessness, these ship girls quickly accepted their situation and gradually calmed down.

The leading ship girl stood in front of the ship girls, looking at Xiaobai with a slightly ashamed expression.

"...I am very grateful for the rescue by your admiral and the ship girl...I am deeply ashamed."

"fine."

"We are the exercise team from the Yaolingling 86 Naval Base... We came to your esteemed residence to inquire about the exercise application we sent a while ago..." The captain ship girl blushed more and more as she spoke, "I'm truly ashamed... I didn't expect to trouble your esteemed residence to dispatch ship girls for rescue before even arriving..."

"Ah, the exercise application... I'm ashamed to say, because I was away for a while, I didn't reply to the exercise application in time... Now that you're here..."

"We understand!" the captain ship girl interjected, her face flushed with shame. "We're sorry, we really are still far from ready. We'll go back now..."

"Hmm? Since we're already here, let's do a little practice while we're at it." Suddenly, Lexington, standing next to Shiro, said to the ship girls.

"But we..."

"It's been a long time since the naval base has had any exercise teams come to visit, and we're really looking forward to it."

"...Oh, really?"

"How are you feeling? Would you like to rest? We have plenty of empty rooms here, and we can conduct the drill tomorrow morning."

"Right, right now! Thank you so much! Please be sure to practice with us!" The ship girl was surprised that the admiral of the First Naval Base was so warm and kind. She looked at Shiro and Lexington, her eyes filled with tears of emotion.

As expected, the seniors at the First Naval Base were all good people.

Lexington also smiled kindly.

The other ship girls also laughed happily.

The atmosphere in the newbie garrison was instantly filled with joy.

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

Ten minutes later.

On the training ground.

The players from both sides enter the arena.

Above the azure sea.

The five heavy cruiser ship girls lined up in a ladder formation, staring intently ahead.

At the front of the line, Washington, full of fighting spirit, slammed his right fist into the palm of his left hand, making a crisp sound.

"Those girls over there have offended the Admiral! They dared to attack someone the Admiral has his eye on!"

"Lexington and her ilk are too proud to retaliate openly!"

"So you all fucking know what I mean, right?"

"Let's get her!!!"

Zhang Tui, "I Will Stand Above the Heavens"

This is a new book that Shuangshu has been preparing for a long time. It has already been updated to 50,000 words. Shuangshu is a veteran author, and every book he writes is guaranteed to be of high quality. It's a great book!

Chapter 921 is still in progress.

In the destroyer combat base of the newbie naval base, the three Fubuki-class destroyers, who had only returned a few days after the second chapter, were sitting lazily in their respective positions, sipping tea and munching on senbei (rice crackers).

As little hands reached for the snack box in the middle of the table, crunching sounds echoed intermittently from the table.

"...It's so noisy."

At the far end of the combat base, U47, who was lying on a spring mattress, put down the comic book in her hand and looked at the three destroyers at the door with a helpless expression.

"Senbei is just a snack, huh? Speaking of which, this is supposed to be a destroyer base, so why does your submarine keep showing up here?" Hatsuyuki, with half a senbei in her mouth, turned around and stared at U47 with a look of disgust.

"Senbei isn't a snack for kids. Go and lick your lollipop instead." u47 frowned and picked at his ear with his little finger.

"This is all we have at the base... By the way, why do you keep coming here?"

"Because submarines and destroyers are practically family!"

"Family my foot! There's no such thing as submarines and destroyers sailing together."

"Look at your destroyers back when they were upgrading by bombing our submarines, didn't you gain experience by bombing our submarines?"

"...Wow, it's pretty impressive that you can say something like that so matter-of-factly..."

"I've finished this manga called 'Yurukan Girls,' what's the next one?" U47 asked, holding up the manga in her hand.

"I heard the author went abroad for travel, so there's no way we'll see the next volume."

“Ha—” u47 sighed deeply, “It’s rare to find something interesting.”

While drinking her tea, Bai Xue quietly glanced at U47 and asked, "U47, would you like a cup of tea?"

"I don't like those bitter drinks." u47 flipped through the comic book in his hand with a carefree attitude. "Oh, right, speaking of which, where did your sister and Changchun go? I haven't seen them all morning."

"My sister and Changchun went to Dafeng's house to apologize to her."

"Oh, I see. When are you coming back?"

"Sister Dafeng is a kind-hearted person and shouldn't blame Changchun. If nothing had happened, she should be..." Bai Xue glanced at the clock hanging on the door.

Before he could finish speaking, a snow-like call suddenly rang out outside the combat base.

"I'm back!"

If you really say Cao Cao, Cao Cao will arrive.

Outside the combat base, in the open space, Fubuki and Changchun were seen jogging towards them, each carrying a bag of snacks.

"Sister! Changchun! You're back!"

Changchun and Chuixue ran to the entrance of the combat base. Chuixue raised her arms and nodded to Baixue and the others: "Yes! Sister Dafeng forgave us and even bought us a lot of snacks, saying that I should bring them back to eat with you!"

"Sister Da Feng is so kind!"

"Hmph... It's because Fubuki was here that Taihou-neechan didn't blame Changchun." Fubuki put the snacks back on the table, put her hands on her hips, and looked at Changchun, who was smiling wryly to the side. "Changchun, do you know what you did wrong?"

"Uh... um..." Changchun blushed and lowered his head somewhat embarrassedly, seemingly reflecting on his actions.

"Speaking of which, how exactly did they manage to launch a missile at the Ferris wheel in Changchun that day?"

"Ah...that day I was adjusting the launch pad..." Changchun said, blushing, "...and accidentally..."

"Isn't the ship's equipment supposed to be free of adjustments?"

"The launch pad is not shipboard equipment... it's a piece of equipment."

"Equipment?" Fubuki, hands on her hips, suddenly became interested. "Destroyer equipment?"

"Ah."

"If I bring it, will it also be able to launch flying torpedoes?"

"No, and that's not a flying torpedo, it's a missile."

"Oh, then let me see it."

"..." Changchun looked around and realized that after their conversation, it seemed that all the destroyers in the combat base had shown considerable interest. She thought for a moment, then nodded slightly, "Alright then..."

Changchun took a few steps back, releasing the light destroyer's ship equipment.

On the white ship's rigging, a conspicuous missile launcher and several large, thick red missiles stand upright, looking quite imposing.

Speaking of Changchun, it has been modified for so long and has fought with everyone several times, but it seems that Fubuki has never really observed Changchun's ship equipment in detail.

"Wow!" Fubuki's eyes lit up instantly when she saw the large missiles and launchers next to Changchun. "So cool!"

"After all, it came at the cost of sacrificing torpedo strike capability... It almost exhausted all of the ship's equipment performance..." Changchun muttered to himself, his expression somewhat subtle.

Fubuki approached the missile rack, her eyes shining as she stared at the large missile next to Changchun.

Is this thing difficult to control?

"Ah... after all, I'm still figuring things out on my own... and I often encounter many things I don't understand."

"Um... I'll tell you, can't I really use this?"

"The launcher is not a specialized shipboard device; it cannot be installed on ordinary destroyers."

"Ah... I see." Fubuki pouted, suddenly looking a little bored.