Revisit Azur Lane

Bismarck withdrew his gaze, stepped through the sand to Zuikaku and Shoukaku, who were sitting together, and squatted down to look at them: "The Sirens' fleet has been drawn to the battle. Their numbers are troublesome, but it's also a good opportunity to deal with their capital ships. Do you still have the strength to fight?"

"Don't underestimate us! Just tell us what your plans are."

Shoukaku remained silent, while Zuikaku stared at Bismarck with a serious expression. Although she had a terrible headache, she couldn't afford to lose face!

"As you may have noticed, these sirens don't approach the island, but they linger around it."

Bismarck stood up and looked at the dark mass in the distance: "Perhaps we can stand where they can't see us and reduce the number of their capital ships."

In other words, it's about standing in a safe zone and exploiting a bug by using the attack range to farm monsters.

"...What do you need us to do?"

Ruihe's gaze drifted away; she had been standing in the safe zone the whole time, and she really hadn't expected this.

"The range of our artillery fire can only reach enemy targets within ten nautical miles at most, far from reaching the enemy's aircraft carrier."

Bismarck calmly explained his plan.

Next, she will mobilize Hood, Kaga, Hutten, and others to split up and fire on the left and right to draw the Sirens' attention, while Zuikaku and Shoukaku will take advantage of the Sirens' destroyers and light cruisers and other anti-aircraft ships leaving to launch aircraft to attack the Sirens' aircraft carriers at a greater distance.

"Row."

Ruihe didn't think much of it. With Zhou He able to provide remote resupply, this kind of operation posed no pressure for her.

She had no intention of winning unfairly, after all, with the number of Sirens, she didn't need to talk about martial ethics with them!

"Do your best."

After leaving those words, Bismarck got up and began to communicate with the others. Half an hour later, everyone regrouped and the team was reorganized, changing from three teams to about two teams that left, leaving the remaining three aircraft carriers standing in place waiting for the opportunity.

"Shoukaku-nee, if we keep fighting like this, what if a new ship girl is born? Won't we suffer a terrible fate?"

After her headache subsided considerably, Zuikaku had a new idea. Shoukaku, upon hearing this, looked troubled: "I hope Akagi-senpai and the others won't show up at this inopportune time."

Zuikaku scratched his head, unsure how to respond.

Under Bismarck's operation, the battle quickly resumed. However, the plan had a minor problem: the Sirens' fleet was simply too large to achieve the goal of 'luring the tiger away from the mountain'. In fact, after being bombarded, the Sirens' carriers automatically launched their aircraft, which circled overhead with a whooshing sound. Zuikaku and the others couldn't find an opportunity to launch a sneak attack. They could only bomb the front-line Sirens near the edge of the safe zone, which was still considered a contribution.

Perhaps it was the black smoke and flames from the numerous Siren remains that caused the previously calm sky to start raining again.

……

Obtain 2 Wisdom Cubes

After relaying the order to return to base to Bismarck and the others, Zhou He received the daily mission reward: 1 to 3 random Rubik's Cubes. Getting 2 was not bad.

"Great! If we keep fighting like this, getting rich will be a dream come true. I'm actually the Sword God of Shili Slope."

Standing under the eaves watching the heavy rain outside, Zhou He felt subtly pleased. If it weren't for the sirens blocking the door, he really wouldn't have been able to complete this daily mission of attacking and killing the enemy.

The only pity is that despite the intense battle today, no new ship girls dropped. Could it be that there are specific conditions for ship girls to drop?

"Commander, being trapped by the Sirens for so long isn't a good thing either."

Hermione gently reminded her that she didn't understand anything the Sword God of Ten Mile Slope was saying, but she could understand the earlier parts.

"Not in a hurry."

Zhou He knew that Hermione was worried about not being able to obtain outside intelligence, but as long as he could complete the daily missions, he would have more and more hidden energy reserves. All he needed was an auspicious day, a sunny day, for him to carry out large-scale construction and increase the number of combat personnel.

Those gathered here are all stupid, mass-produced types. If you use your brain and spend some time, you can still handle them. What you need to be wary of is the experimenter sending executors to block the door, or the experimenter himself descending to take charge. That would be a real problem.

"Let's go back first."

Without much discussion, Zhou He waved his right hand, and a tent appeared in his hand. He handed it to Hermione, took one for himself, and carried the unfurled tent on his head to shield himself from the rain as he ran towards the command building.

Hermione was amazed by Zhou He's quick thinking and followed him, also with the tent on her head.

Chapter 104 Mass Production Ship Plan

"commander!"

After waiting for a long time, the group, soaked to the bone, hurriedly returned to the port command post. They saw Zhou He sitting inside leisurely drinking tea, and their feelings were subtle and complicated. However, Yuudachi still stepped forward first, as if he wasn't wet at all, and leaned close to Zhou He, pouting as he began to complain about the Sirens' 'cheating' and 'lack of martial ethics'.

Zhou He just chuckled and reached out to brush the strands of hair stuck to Yuudachi's cheek: "If our port also had a lot of people, I would also use a human wave tactic to fight the enemy."

Zhou He's personal understanding of sirens was that their numbers were extremely large, so no matter how many sirens came, it was all normal to him. He patted Xili's head and said, "Go take a shower quickly, don't catch a cold."

"Oh~"

Yuudachi obediently ran away, leaving a large puddle of water in front of Zhou He, making the scene look somewhat strange.

"Now that the commander has put himself in their shoes, he must have already come up with a way to deal with the Sirens, right?"

Jean Bart, who was passing by, paused briefly, reached out and brushed his wet bangs back, his bloodshot eyes fixed on Zhou He, his calm demeanor almost intimidating.

"Unfortunately, our current combat strength is not enough to break through the Sirens' numerical blockade."

Having already been threatened by Tosa many times, Zhou He was no longer afraid of this kind of situation, and he shrugged and smiled.

"makes sense."

Jean Bart closed his eyes, reopened them, apologized to Hermione (for dirtying the floor), and hurriedly left. The others didn't linger; some went straight into the bathhouse, while others went upstairs. Suddenly, the lively hall quieted down again, leaving only Zhou He and Hermione with mops to clean up the water stains and footprints on the floor.

Half an hour later, the group, who had returned looking disheveled, were once again radiant and beautiful. On the other hand, Zhou He, whose house was too big and who had been mopping the floor repeatedly, was a little feverish. He unbuttoned a few buttons on his shirt, looking somewhat frivolous, yet he sat upright, creating a kind of incongruous beauty.

Fortunately, everyone had already teased each other yesterday. This 'disastrous defeat' made everyone's mood a bit serious. Several members with a strong desire to express themselves, such as Hu De, recounted the whole process of the battle and the failure of the change of tactics.

The most annoying thing is that there are quite a few submarines in the Sirens near the island, which affected the operation from the very beginning.

"Really? There are more sirens than I expected."

Zhou He tugged at his collar, waited for the heat to dissipate, and then buttoned it up. After a moment's thought, he said, "It might damage morale if I were to say this. The only way to deal with such a number of enemies is for you to launch continuous attacks. Starting tomorrow, I will awaken new ship girl companions as appropriate to gradually increase our combat power."

Leveling up in a game can be tedious, not to mention in real life. The bigger issue is the morale and mood of your ship girls. Being blocked at the gate for too long creates psychological pressure, so you have to find ways to give your ship girls something new to experience outside of battle.

After thinking for a moment, he suddenly pointed his finger and said, "However, given this situation of being outnumbered, I think we should also build our own mass-produced warships to assist you in combat."

"really."

No one present showed any surprise at the proposal, because most of them directly inherited the memories of the 'prototype ship' warship. They were more familiar with the combat of warship form than with the combat methods of ship girls.

Cleveland, sitting at one of the seats, clasped his hands together and leaned forward slightly. His expression became serious even in this formal meeting: "We know that the Commander can build brand new warships in a short time, but implementing this plan cannot rely solely on your efforts. It requires a more comprehensive plan."

"Regarding this, my plan is to transform the other islands we discover into arsenals for producing warships—this is a long-term process. I have a general idea in mind, and since you all agree, let's put this project into the development plan."

Zhou He extended the topic, explaining that his purpose in bringing up this project was simply to divert the attention and thinking of his ship girls. Today was the first direct confrontation with the Sirens surrounding the island, and they returned in a sorry state without achieving any results. Everyone would definitely feel unfamiliar and uncomfortable. After a few more battles, they would get used to it and the atmosphere of discussion would not be so gloomy.

Honestly, Zhou He admired himself. Before transmigrating, he was a procrastinator with short-term amnesia who could barely talk to others and whose online research was often useless in novels. Now, he was actually able to apply the theoretical knowledge in his head to reality.

Could this be the legendary saying, "You don't know how good you are until you push yourself"?

"The creation of a mass-produced fleet is necessary, but the immediate problem is the Sirens blocking our way. Without breaking their blockade, we cannot proceed further."

Glancing at Hu De and the others who were cooperating with Zhou He's speech to change the subject, Jean Bart did not openly turn against him. Instead, she walked behind Zhou He's chair and lowered her voice considerably. She was somewhat familiar with this situation of being surrounded and attacked, so she was very unhappy and wanted to quickly fight back against the Sirens.

"It's alright, you'll be able to get rid of all these sirens in a week at most."

Zhou He leaned back in his chair, revealing his strategy to Jeanbart.

"A week?"

Jean Bart's eyes flickered slightly. She didn't know the basis of Zhou He's judgment, but as a commander, he wouldn't speak recklessly, even if his word wasn't absolute. He responded with a "hmm" and got up, turning into the kitchen. Hermione quickly followed and told him that there were no more ingredients available and nothing to eat.

"..."

Watching the two go into the kitchen and come out again, Zhou He glanced at the door where it was still pouring rain. Ship girl battles are very physically demanding, and everyone must be hungry by now. So he got up, grabbed the umbrella he had found beforehand, and went out to the restaurant to borrow some ingredients from Chef Manjuu.

But before he could even step into the kitchen, he heard conversations and footsteps coming from the front door. He turned around and saw that the others had also come over with umbrellas.

"Commander, I personally believe that a safe passage should be set up so that people can come to the restaurant even on rainy days!"

U556 and Bismarck shared the same umbrella. When they entered and saw Zhou He peeking in, U556 raised her hand and enthusiastically suggested that she like taking a bath, but she didn't like getting wet in the rain, as it would make her seem too casual.

"And the hot spring pool area too!"

Taking advantage of someone speaking, Harman, who doesn't usually talk much, also perked up her cat ears and added a sentence, showing that she really likes soaking in hot springs.

Faced with the others' agreement, Zhou He smiled and said, "I know, I'll start adding more decorations after the weather clears up."

Chapter 105 It’s impossible to escape from Jae-jie

The heavy rain continued, and the sky grew increasingly gloomy. Zhou He had no habit of working in the rain, so after having a meal with his ship girls, he returned to his office on the third floor after a long absence.

Today he sent out several plans, all of which were things that needed to be implemented. He didn't trust his memory, so he wrote them down and then slowly sorted out their contents.

One is the mass production ship plan. This plan looks difficult and troublesome, and it is indeed so. To build ships, you first need various resources. They can manually dismantle the Sirens' ships, but to be efficient, they must have a corresponding organized system. Therefore, this plan is actually a mid-term project that can only be implemented after they have the ability to suppress this sea area.

There's a Siren base that's already in operation in the West Fourth District. If we have the strength, we could take it over and maybe even get the technology to mass-produce Siren underwater vehicles.

Leaving that aside for now, more practical projects would be 'covered passageways', 'new dormitories', 'amusement parks', and 'mass construction'.

Zhou He arranged these matters in order of priority. At present, he has 83 + 24 totaling 107 Homestead Coins. He will carry out large-scale construction tomorrow. After receiving the Homestead Coin task rewards, he can also purchase the new dormitory to replenish the living supplies for the new members.

“I can acquire mental cubes every day through daily routines, and the benefits and expenses have finally entered a calculable positive cycle.”

After neatly listing all the things that needed to be done, Zhou He put down his pen and pinched the bridge of his nose. With the benefits of the Rubik's Cube, he could continuously build ship girls—he really didn't believe that the Sirens could send mass-produced models here indefinitely. With the system in hand, he was sure to win the protracted war.

"Thinking about it carefully, this situation must seem quite difficult to others, right?"

With the business mostly settled, Zhou He leaned back in his chair, turning to face the window battered by wind and rain, its surface glistening with raindrops, and the desolate view outside. His mind gradually drifted away.

Tuk-tuk-tuk.

A knock sounded, and Harman opened the office door from the outside. Hermione, carrying a cup of tea, walked in first. She glanced at the notebook that was still open, placed the tea tray on the desk, and began working: "Commander, you've been working hard. Have some tea and take a break."

"He's already resting."

Harman sometimes had a hard time understanding Hermione's remarks. As she entered the room, she looked at the chair with its back to the main entrance. No matter how she looked at it, Zhou He wasn't working, was he?

"Some jobs don't necessarily require sitting at a desk."

Hermione smiled slightly upon hearing this. In her opinion, tasks such as developing the port area and arranging combat missions were not difficult. The most difficult thing was to regulate and manage the emotional changes of everyone gathered in the port area.

She only needed to study a very few people, such as Zhou He, while Zhou He was responsible for everyone in the Hong Kong Fourth District. In comparison, the difficulty was self-evident.

"Humph~"