Elder brother's garrison

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Then York saw Rowe dash back to his room, and within seconds, the room was filled with thunderous snoring.

—My own admiral definitely knows something.

Although York was simple-minded, he was still able to sense the strong will to survive conveyed by his admiral's gradually crumbling aloof and humble persona.

Then York got really angry.

Playing dumb?

Admiral, do you even know what's going on? Your beloved ship girl has been connected to by another admiral!

Your boyfriend got poached!

I, York, am loyal to the Naval Base. I am the life of the Naval Base, responsible for 80% of the daily laughs. I am your little angel!

Your little angel has been poached! How come you, as the admiral, haven't reacted at all?

York burst into tears.

The little angel's heart... is chilled!

What could be more terrifying than losing your ship girl? Did you discover some earth-shattering secret that, if leaked, would you be silenced and humanely destroyed?

They're watching a movie.

The ship girls comforted York for a long time afterward, and everyone thought together about what York had gone through to fall into the trap set by the other admirals.

However, no matter how these ship girls thought about it, they couldn't recall York having any contact with the other admirals.

—Could it have been Miss Patina who did it?

Forget it, it's a super powerful star destroyer, every time it fires a massive laser beam that pierces the sky, it's incredibly exciting.

Can an admiral shoot lasers? Humans are born with only themselves and their umbilical cord, not even underwear. If Miss Pachina is really an admiral, then the ship equipment on her back couldn't have been added later, could it?

This is so realistic. If humans were that strong, the ship girls wouldn't have had to fight the Abyssal Fleet for so long.

The ship girls discussed it until very late, but to no avail, and in the end, they had to give up.

York couldn't sleep that night.

York didn't close her eyes until this morning when Glory called her to the early show.

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After York's ship equipment was inspected, Glorious called out to the lazy Admiral Luo Yin, who was sitting to the side.

"Admiral, we are ready."

Admiral Luo Yin, who had been in a daze, was startled. His eyes slowly came back to their senses. He turned around, stood up from the ground, and walked in front of the ship girls.

Next are some things that Luo Yin would say before each expedition, including things to pay attention to and instructions for going on an expedition.

York lowered his head, feeling depressed.

York and Glory, under Royne's watchful gaze, slowly sailed away from the beach.

A large number of ship girls scattered and slowly seeped into the depths of the sea from all directions.

After sailing for a while, until there were no other ship girls around, Glorious slowed down and opened her mouth to York at the back of the group.

"The admiral... has it tough too; perhaps he really has some unspeakable difficulties."

"Ah."

"York, please don't upset the Admiral."

"I'm not angry," York pouted.

I'm just a little unhappy and scared.

York was quite afraid that the admiral would fire him like that.

“The admiral is a good man,” York said.

"That puts my mind at ease... Hmm?" Glorious frowned. "There's an Abyssal Fleet ahead! Prepare for battle!"

The ship girls quickly released their ship equipment.

"We haven't even ventured deep into the sea yet, and we can already easily spot deep-sea ships. Looks like last night's sea blockade has bred quite a few monsters. The early start is really impressive."

"We can also sense the presence of other ship girl teams ahead, so we probably won't be able to catch up now." Glorious sensed for a while, then shook her head. "However, there might be some that slipped through our net. We can't let our guard down. If any Abyssal Fleet members manage to escape, we must sink them immediately."

"Okay!" the ship girls said in unison.

boom! ! !

In the distance came bursts of artillery fire, like a hundred cannons firing simultaneously, with flames rising.

boom! ! ! ! !

An even louder explosion followed.

Then, the aura of the ship girls in front of them flickered violently, like a candle flame that had been blown hard.

Then, amidst Glorious's shocked expression...

Vanished into nothingness.

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The aura of a ship girl originates from her ship equipment. No matter how well a ship girl hides her aura, or how perfectly she hides it, as soon as she summons her ship equipment, her aura will inevitably overflow and attract the attention of the surrounding ship girls.

Like an incandescent light bulb at midnight, it's dazzling. Unless there's a significant difference in level or skill, it's impossible not to notice it.

Therefore, what those ship girl auras that were instantly extinguished in front of us represent is quite obvious.

They must have suffered a fierce attack, so much so that their ship equipment was bombarded and severely damaged by the enemy in an instant.

Glorious quickly waved to the ship girls behind him: "Something's wrong!"

This is only the second chapter. The deep-sea ships are incredibly weak. The ones grinding here are ship girls with at least the strength of the third, fourth, or fifth chapters. There's no way they can lose to the other side.

Glory recalled that mysterious sea area from yesterday.

A faint sense of panic welled up inside me.

A tingling sensation erupted from both sides of my face and quickly crept up to the back of my head.

"call----"

"Don't be afraid...don't be afraid..."

"Why did I come here...?"

Glorious mouthed the words, then clenched his fist tightly: "This is the edge of the sea. The area behind is the beach where the admirals are. Everyone be on high alert and be ready to speed up the retreat. In short, let's scout out the situation ahead first."

For ship girls, mindset is always more important than strength.

After all, combat isn't about comparing stats. If two people stand together and try to see who has higher armor and firepower, and everyone's squatting on the ground doing math problems, the one with the lower win rate will end up committing suicide.

Combat is not such a childish thing.

While skill is a foundation for controlling the game, mindset is the most important factor in maximizing that skill.

Retreat would be a wiser move at this time, but after what happened yesterday, these ship girls desperately need the courage to overcome their fear.

"Are you scared?" Glory asked his companions behind him.

The ship girls stared at Glory, their gazes varying.

"...Our admiral is a coward." Glorious said to the ship girls behind him, "He wasn't like this before. He was young, arrogant, full of vigor, greedy for fame and fortune, enjoyed the admiring gazes of others, was also cursed to his face, and almost got involved in an incident, nearly being euthanized. So now he knows how big the world is, knows what kind of people can laugh the longest, and that's why he's become such a coward."

Glory looked at his companions and remained silent for a while.

"...But he's a good person."

"If you are afraid, tremble as you please. But I will pull you forward. Cry and complain as you please, I will keep pulling you forward. If you lack courage, I will share it with you. It doesn't matter. This is the only thing you can take as you please."

"The admiral has entrusted us with all his trust. He believes that we will hone ourselves on the high seas and bring hope to the sisters who are still suffering from nightmares in the naval base."

"It's good to take this step. The admiral's job is to make a promise to the ship girls, and the admiral has made his promise."

"He made that promise to us last night."

"If we get blown up this time, he'll find someone to bail us out."

"Only this time, whether it's courage, recklessness, or even suicidal..."

"Even if that coward is willing to risk his life, he'll find a powerful patron to save us."

As Glory spoke, his tone gradually softened.

"Please don't let me run and run and end up alone again, okay?"

Finished.

Water splashes.

Glory turned around and sped off toward the distant sea where the roar was still deafening.

The other ship girls stared blankly at Glorious's departing figure, their gazes lingering for a long time.

Several ship girls gritted their teeth and stomped their feet hard.

As white waves spread out in concentric circles, the ship girls chased after the glorious figure one after another.

"These are brand new clothes! If you ruin them, you'll have to pay for them!!"

"Never mind, never mind!"

"I won't die! I absolutely won't die until I see the new movie!!!"

"Don't stop!"

One by one, the ship girls chased after Glorious, gritting their teeth and shouting hatefully, as if they would haunt their admiral even in death if he dared to go back on his word.

In the blink of an eye, only York remained on the water.

York lowered his head and breathed heavily.

On the water's surface, concentric circles of waves slowly spread outwards.

York did not disagree with what Glorious had just said.

York was not afraid of death either.

She just stopped hearing the sounds around her.

A slow heat, which began at some unknown time, burned like a fire within the York's rigging.

A sense of weakness, as if his physical strength was being overdrawn, seeped into York's mind like a filter.

--ha.

--ha.

York's own heavy breathing reached his ears through his throat.

It sounded like Sister Glorious was speaking just now...

What did she just say?

—I'm so tired.

I've been so tired since just now...

York lifted her head with some difficulty, feeling her eyelids grow heavy. She opened her eyes and looked at her five companions who were gradually moving away from her in the distance.

York was panting heavily, his mouth agape, beads of sweat trickling down his face and neck, eventually soaking into his shirt.

He was standing there just a moment ago...

But why... am I so tired after summoning my ship equipment?

A hissing, burning sensation began to spread from the ship's equipment into York's body.

Puffs of white steam emanated from York's ship rigging.

Her ship's equipment was turning red and hot at a visible speed, as York's breathing became faster and faster.

A creaking sound, like steel being forged, emanated continuously from the ship's rigging behind York.

York lowered her head, and drops of sweat dripped down her face onto the sea.

But it evaporated into white vapor drop by drop in mid-air.

The hissing heat obscured York's vision.