Elder brother's garrison

"Well……"

"...If you're not leaving, then I am." Tirpitz shrugged, glanced lazily at the sun in the sky, and sighed silently in his heart.

“…Aren’t you happy about it?” Saratoga pouted.

"What are you happy about?"

“Missouri has become Little White’s wedding ship.” Saratoga looked up and said to Tirpitz with a rather aggrieved expression.

Tirpitz pursed his lips: "I don't care."

Tirpitz doesn't really care who Xiaobai marries. Anyway, Tirpitz doesn't care about that. Even if Xiaobai marries Missouri, it doesn't mean he will run away with Missouri. After all, he will still live in his own house after returning to the naval base, right? Since he can see someone watching him play games every day, that's enough for Tirpitz.

Saratoga plunged his fingers hard into the soft sand and then pulled and pulled them out.

"Saratoga-senpai, Tirpitz-senpai, it's time to go back." Just then, Missouri walked up to Saratoga and reminded them with a humble smile.

"Oh, then she's yours." Tirpitz patted Missouri on the shoulder, yawned, and left Saratoga behind, walking away alone.

"Take care, senior Tirpitz." Missouri gave Tirpitz a slight bow, then looked down at Saratoga, who was squatting in front of him.

“Senior Saratoga…”

"Don't talk!" Saratoga raised her face, pouting as if she had seen an enemy from a past life.

“…Missouri never asked the Admiral for a ring,” Missouri said softly to Saratoga.

"Are you showing off?!" Saratoga's anger flared up the moment she heard Missouri say that. She stood up abruptly and moved straight towards Missouri.

Two pairs of plump, soft flesh pressed together through their clothes, squeezing against each other without giving way.

"..." Missouri looked at Saratoga's reaction with some surprise, looking at her small face that was only a few centimeters apart from his own, and then showed a slightly bitter smile, "Senior Saratoga, Missouri doesn't think this is something to show off."

Saratoga took a few steps back, looking surprised and uncertain.

Missouri lowered her head, looking at the ring on her hand with infinite tenderness in her eyes, gently rubbing it with her fingertips as if it were a treasure.

“Feelings don’t discriminate. The ring Missouri received from the Admiral was merely a token of the Admiral’s bond with her, a form of compensation for Missouri,” Missouri said with a smile, her head bowed. “In other words, Missouri’s relationship with the Admiral ends here. But Saratoga, you’re different. Your relationship with the Admiral is far from reaching its peak. Saratoga, you still have a chance. Perhaps when the Admiral buys you a ring in return, you’ll be able to say words far more profound and sincere than Missouri’s.”

Missouri spoke slowly, her words seemingly possessing a magical power that seeped directly into Saratoga's heart, gradually extinguishing the nameless anger that had been rising within her.

"Missouri just wanted to say a few words to Saratoga, I'm not showing off." After saying this to Saratoga, Missouri gave a humble smile.

"..." Saratoga was speechless.

“Senior Saratoga, then Missouri will head back first.” Missouri said, turning around.

Then, with a snap, Saratoga's little paws grabbed Missouri's shoulder.

Missouri turned around and saw Saratoga pouting as she looked at the other side of the beach. The anger in her eyes had long since subsided, replaced by a different kind of arrogant look.

“…I won’t lose,” Saratoga said, looking into the distance.

"Yeah, good luck, Saratoga-senpai!"

“…And one more thing.” Saratoga lowered her head, thought for a moment, and murmured a weak sentence, “…I’m sorry about earlier.”

At this point, Saratoga glanced in Missouri's direction and said, "You're a pretty nice guy."

Missouri was taken aback.

"Hehehe!" Saratoga didn't wait for Missouri's reaction. After muttering to himself, he made a face at Missouri, then slapped his butt and ran towards Tirpitz, who had already gone quite a distance. He jumped up and straddled Tirpitz.

Then, under Missouri's watchful eye, Saratoga wobbled as she mounted Tirpitz. The two of them bounced around a few times before one of them lost his balance and fell to the ground with a thud.

Chapter 519 Rebellion

The fact that Xiaobai gave Missouri a ring caused a small ripple in Xiaobai's yard.

This incident isn't particularly big, but it's not insignificant either. On the one hand, it's just that the admiral gave a ship girl a wedding ring; it's not a huge deal, since this had happened more than a dozen times before the previous admiral was alive. But on the other hand, it's not insignificant either, considering the admiral who gave out the ring was a complete novice.

She's the darling of the entire garrison, their little darling, treated like a mascot. This ring isn't something you can just get anytime soon.

So even after Lexington said it wasn't a big deal, Missouri still received a warm welcome from all the ship girls when she returned to the yard.

For example, right now, Missouri is sitting on a bench, holding a steaming cup of coffee, looking at the ship girls sitting in front of her.

"Ahem." Veneto sat on the table, crossed his legs, and looked at Missouri. "Hello."

"Hello, Veneto." Missouri smiled at Veneto.

"Hmm." Veneto nodded. "I haven't had a chance to talk to you much before. Let me introduce myself. I'm Veneto, from the Italian national team..."

"A brave and powerful Italian battleship ship girl, right, Senior Veneto?" Missouri smiled at Veneto. "She's one of the top ship girls in the naval base."

Veneto paused, her face flushing slightly. "Um, um..."

"Boss! Hold on, we're here to do serious business!" Standing next to Veneto, Roma, who was massaging Veneto's shoulders, saw that Veneto was about to be knocked down by Missouri's words and quickly reminded Veneto in a low voice.

"Hmm." Veneto coughed lightly, then straightened his expression. "Let's get down to business."

Veneto gently raised one hand, and on the ring finger, a glittering ring emitted a faint glow.

“I’m also the Admiral’s wedding ship, let’s get to know each other,” Veneto said. “Although I don’t know exactly how you got the Admiral to send you a ring in just a few days, as a fellow wedding ship, I think…”

"Ah, it's you, my dear sister." Missouri's eyes lit up, and she put her hands together respectfully, looking at Veneto.

Missouri rarely interrupts others, so his sudden interruption surprised Veneto and Roma.

Missouri stood up respectfully from her chair, walked to Veneto, and knelt down before her.

Like a white knight, Missouri took Veneto's small hand: "My daughter Missouri is the ship girl the admiral just married today. There are still many things Missouri doesn't know about marriage ships. I hope the experienced Veneto sister can give me a lot of guidance. Even if it's just serving tea and water, please let Missouri stay by Veneto sister's side. I hope Missouri can learn a lot from Veneto sister's side how to become an excellent marriage ship that can bring glory to the naval base."

Missouri's words were sincere, powerful, and insightful yet perfectly logical.

In an instant, Veneto was captured.

Veneto paused for a moment, then his eyes lit up quickly, and his cheeks flushed red at a visible speed.

“Uh… well, cough cough.” Veneto withdrew his hand, looking at Veneto with satisfaction. “Your name is Missouri, right? Stand up.”

“If the older sister wants to speak, how dare the younger sister stand up?”

"No need to be so polite, just like in Rome is fine." Veneto patted Missouri's waist, helping Missouri to stand up.

Now, Veneto was completely different from the fierce woman he had been a few seconds earlier. Instead, he looked at Missouri as if she were a very easy-going younger sister, his eyes filled with nothing but satisfaction.

“Missouri, I’ve only recently become a married ship myself, so I don’t have much experience in this area. If there’s anything I can teach you, I don’t have much to offer. Actually, I didn’t come to you for any big reason; I just wanted to take a look at you.”

"So, what does my sister think?"

"Hmph." Veneto chuckled softly and jumped off the table. "You'll definitely become an excellent marriage ship."

After saying that, Veneto shook his head, then pulled the bewildered Roma away, giving a cool thumbs-up before leaving.

Missouri smiled as he watched Veneto and Roma walk into the house.

Behind her, Richelieu, who was sweeping the floor, watched Missouri, who was smiling innocently, and couldn't help but shudder.

—That's a clever tactic.

Compared to the peaceful atmosphere in the courtyard of the White Town Guard's Mansion, the other side of the artificial city is much more brutal.

On the heated flanking battle, Luo Lian took off her shoes and lay on a map larger than a person, constantly issuing orders.

"Number 5, number 6, number 7, number 18, number A!"

"Number 4 (B), Number 10 (Twenty), Number C (C)!"

"All personnel stand by. Proceed to Area D immediately!"

One command after another came out of Luo Lian's mouth. Luo Lian's commands were so concise and precise that the admirals behind her were scrambling to contact their ship girls every time Luo Lian gave a command.

"Number 18 is not going to A anymore, he's going to support D area now, quick!"

"Okay, okay!" The admiral, who had just finished communicating with his ship girl, quickly reconnected with her.

"Number 17, D! Number 20, go and fill in for Number 18, A! Number 21, stand by at E!"

"Sixteen, fourteen, thirteen..."

The intense commands, like the thunder of drums on a battlefield, poured out of Luo Lian's mouth without stopping. The admirals around her immediately looked mournful and hurriedly contacted their ship girls.

The brutal battle (in every sense of the word) ended after an hour.

Because of Luo Lian's firm orders, the ship girls, whose performance had been damaged in the intense battle that was completely different from the previous days, were no longer able to carry out orders. That's why Luo Lian gave all the ship girls and the admiral a ten-minute rest, and the ship girls were ordered to go ashore to rest.

More than twenty admirals' ship girls quickly returned to the shore a few minutes later, and sat down on the beach to rest without even saying a word.

After instructing Warspite to bring over the rapid repair device and salt water, Luo Lian continued to stare intently at the map, as if she were possessed.

Although the admirals did not directly join the battle, the frequent opening and closing of the admiral network and the constant communication that required them to be on the line like operators left them feeling extremely fatigued. Now that they finally had a chance to rest for a while, they sat down on the spot not far away and started panting heavily.

"What's wrong with the captain today... Didn't we agree to rest? Why did he still call us over?"

"How should I know? Are you crazy? Today is more tiring than yesterday and the day before combined!" another admiral complained, panting. "They're not treating people like human beings."

"Ah...so tired. I kind of regret joining the team." Another admiral, who looked pampered, said, his eyes filled with resentment as he stared at Luo Lian, who was lying on the map. "So what if she's a little smarter? Her own ship girls aren't that good, are they?"

Shh, he's the captain.

"What's wrong with the captain? Can't the captain treat his crew members like human beings?" The admiral paused, then looked at his ship girls sitting on the other side. "In the end, he's just a little kid."

"...What do you mean?" The admiral next to him was stunned.

"I mean, even the captain is just a kid. She's smart, but being a ship girl is a fatal flaw. Without us, she's nothing, isn't she?" one of the team members interjected.

"……do not talk."

"Have you ever heard the story of a company's founder being ousted by the board?" Another person suddenly became interested in this question.

"You guys chat, I'm leaving first." Several honest admirals prepared to stand up.

However, before they could even stand up, they were pulled down by even more admirals.

Humans are ultimately creatures that hold grudges more than favors.

Three days have passed, and Luo Lian's image as an omnipotent captain is gradually losing its influence on the team members. Furthermore, under the pressure of the work, Luo Lian's prestige is rapidly declining.

Warspite, who was distributing salt water and repair equipment to the ship girls, glanced at the huddled admirals and her eyes immediately filled with worry.

She slowly walked to Luo Lian's side: "Admiral..."

"Don't say anything, just pretend you don't know," Luo Lian said while looking at the map.

"...They're plotting to kick you out, Admiral."

"Heh." Luo Lian simply chuckled in response.

Luo Lian naturally knew what these lazy admirals were thinking, and she really didn't intend to care. After a short ten-minute break, the admirals were met with even more high-pressure work, as if they were being squeezed dry of their last bit of value. The afternoon's battle was filled with a rather unpleasant atmosphere.

Soon, some team members began to disobey Luo Lian's orders.

Like rat droppings, the stench slowly spread through Luo Lian's group.

Luo Lian ignored her teammates' rebellion and continued issuing commands as if nothing had happened.

Luo Lian's inaction further fueled the rebellious spirit of her teammates. Just a few hours later, more and more team members stopped working. Like dominoes, Luo Lian's actions caused more and more team members to stop working and go on strike.

"The activity is over." Only after all the team members went on strike due to the high pressure of the work and the activity could no longer continue did Luo Lian say this indifferently, and then led the Warspite who had come ashore away from the beach.

"Captain, he's just a little kid." Several team members mocked Luo Lian's retreating figure, as if watching the omnipotent Luo Lian fail gave them a sense of superiority over geniuses.

The team members didn't leave. Instead, they dragged the neutral team members, who were only half-heartedly agreeing, to a small coffee shop and stayed there for the night.

As the full moon rose high in the sky, the twenty-odd admirals left the coffee shop with excited expressions, as if they were the leaders of a revolution, holding supreme justice in their hands.

The next day, the admirals waited quietly in front of the hotel where Luo Lian was staying.

—And so they waited all morning.

Luo Lian, who should have appeared much earlier, did not show up until noon when the sun was high in the sky.

Chapter 520 Gu Gu Gu Gu

The sun at the beach wasn't scorching, especially since autumn was gradually approaching and the temperature was still somewhat cool. However, no matter how cool the temperature was, it was still a bit awkward for a large group of people to stand in front of the hotel like gatekeepers for a long time.

Most of the admirals staying at the hotel were at the lowest level of the event, or even below that level. They came to participate in the event more out of curiosity and a desire to learn about it than to follow the strategy.

At this time, many admirals were walking back and forth at the hotel entrance. Some kept their heads down, afraid of getting into trouble, while others would occasionally look up at the admirals standing at the door. Then, as if they had seen a plague god, they would tremble and shrink into the hotel.

"It's been too long." The team members finally started to get impatient. They looked at each other, a hint of confusion creeping into their eyes. "Does she really live here?"

“I saw her walk this way,” one of the team members said, raising his hand.

"Going this way doesn't necessarily mean you'll live here."

“Who would walk this way if they didn’t live here? Besides, does she look like she has any money?” One team member scoffed. “She’s just trying to get something for nothing from us.”