Elder brother's garrison

"Sister Yamashiro, you're amazing!" Rodney said to Yamashiro with a smile.

“…Hehe.” Yamashiro gave a wry smile.

Chapter 540 Determining the Victory (Third Update)

In the brief exchange just now, Yamashiro realized one thing: Rodney's fighting ability was definitely no less than his own.

Her ability to seize opportunities and adapt to any situation in battle is truly masterful.

Where did this fairy come from?

Shancheng is now finding the situation extremely difficult.

Most ship girls in the world rely more on the power of their ship equipment, and in fact, they should. Because the ship equipment is powerful, it can give the ship girls strong kinetic energy. Compared to the destructive power of the flesh, the shells of the ship equipment are more practical.

However, this does not mean that physical combat ability is unimportant.

In that exchange just now, Rodney and Yamashiro engaged in a very intense and exciting hand-to-hand combat, with Rodney dominating Yamashiro and forcing him to retreat.

"It was so much fun fighting with Yamashiro-neechan!" Rodney said to Yamashiro with a smile. "The ladies at the naval base all dislike me and don't want to practice with me. It's so great that Yamashiro-neechan can practice with me."

"Are you sure they just dislike you...?" Yamashiro asked.

"Huh?" Rodney stared blankly at Yamashiro.

"Never mind... never mind what I said." Yamashiro gave a wry smile.

Rodney's completely clueless expression suggests either she's an Oscar-worthy drama queen, or she genuinely lacks any self-awareness.

The former is fine, but as for the latter, Yamashiro is already considering his escape route.

These ship girls, who can fight so fiercely relying entirely on instinct, are really not to be trifled with.

If it were a normal exercise, Yamashiro would really want to raise the white flag. But the current situation really doesn't allow him to do so.

The mountain town looked out towards the beach.

He clenched his fist, looking nervously in this direction, holding his admiral's certificate.

"..." Yamashiro stood up from the sea, took a deep breath, and then the huge ship equipment behind him rose up with a rumble, with several heavy gun turrets pointing at Rodney in the distance.

Rodney also bent down slightly, with the cannon behind him aimed at the mountain town.

Rodney loves to practice; she absolutely adores it. Although her sister always says it's not like a girl's behavior, Rodney particularly enjoys the afterglow of battle. Victory or defeat doesn't matter; the process is what matters.

Rodney's favorite exercise was "eagle catching chicks," like taking on six opponents by himself and chasing them all over the place. It was the best game. The feeling of being chased made Rodney especially happy.

—But it's nice to do this once in a while, isn't it?

Rodney also enjoys fighting head-on against powerful older women.

"Sister Yamashiro, your break time is over." Rodney's lips curled slightly. "I'm going now."

"Me too." A cold sweat broke out on Yamashiro's forehead.

This second round of battles was much more formal than the first one.

Rodney transformed into a phantom, constantly changing his form like the wind, with the cannons behind him roaring and spewing flames as he flew towards the mountain city like a dragon.

The mountain city, meanwhile, tried its best to maneuver through the hail of artillery fire and then retaliate with all its might.

In an instant, the sea was filled with the booming sounds of explosions, the intensity of which was comparable to some deserted battlefields.

Rodney advanced while fighting, while Shancheng retreated while fighting.

Rodney's artillery accuracy didn't seem to be much higher than Yamashiro's, but Rodney's greatest strength was that as the battle progressed, his energy not only didn't diminish, but actually became more and more vigorous.

For Rodney, fighting was like rest and entertainment; the more he fought, the more comfortable he felt, the more excited he became, and the more he got into the zone.

The two ship girls were locked in a stalemate for a while. At the beginning of the shelling, Yamashiro seemed to have a slight advantage in the battle. However, as the number of shells increased and the shelling became more intense, Yamashiro's spirit was like a rubber band that was always stretched, tightly stretched and on the verge of collapse.

She finally started to get tired.

Although this fatigue is a side effect of intense mental concentration, it only takes a minute to rest, no, thirty seconds, or even less than thirty seconds. Just a short break to clear your mind will allow you to recover.

But Rodney didn't give Yamashiro even a second to catch his breath.

Rodney's shelling became increasingly accurate and cunning, each shot deadly, each one a mental blow. Coupled with her ever-present, serene, and sweet smile, the psychological pressure on Yamashiro was rapidly increasing.

As a result, Yamashiro gradually fell behind Rodney's pace, and as time went on, Yamashiro's artillery accuracy and evasion ability also slowly declined.

Drops of sweat trickled down the mountain city's fair face, slipped into his collar, and seeped into his chest.

Yamashiro felt his physical strength starting to give out.

Her body began to tremble.

—Who is this person? How can there be such a terrifying ship girl? Is she a demon?

As Yamashiro persisted, his heart was already trembling secretly.

However, this is also a form of distraction.

Just as Yamashiro was silently muttering the word "devil" in his mind, a shell had already blown past Yamashiro's body with a loud bang and exploded beside him.

Yamashiro screamed as his body was thrown back several steps by the shockwave of the shell. Rodney's shells followed closely, three in quick succession, each hitting Yamashiro's path. Finally, after dodging two more shells, Yamashiro had nowhere left to retreat, and his ship's rigging took a solid hit from Rodney's shell.

The sound of shattering steel accompanied by sparks flew as Yamashiro's body was violently dragged by a shell and plunged into the sea behind him, tumbling several times on the surface before finally coming to a stop.

Rodney retrieved the turret he had prepared for the pursuit.

In reality, Rodney planned to fire another seventeen or eighteen shots after the enemy was defeated to secure victory. However, having promised the admiral before the battle to go easy on him, Rodney promptly withdrew his eager hand.

Rodney's shells are equipped with the super shells of the Deepsea Yamato with a range of 460mm. Unless the ship girl has any defensive miracle skills, taking a shot from Rodney will not end well.

The mountain city has been completely destroyed.

The heavily damaged ship girl has no ability to cause damage and can only surrender.

Rodney slowly ran towards the location of the mountain town.

"Sister Yamashiro, the battle is over." Rodney waved away the smoke and searched for Yamashiro on the sea.

If an ordinary ship girl were hit by Rodney's shelling, she would probably be knocked unconscious. Rodney came to find Yamashiro in order to bring her back to the beach.

Chapter 541 The World's Biggest Dark Secret (Fourth Update)

Rodney finally spotted Yamashiro in the smoke.

Yamashiro did not faint as Rodney had predicted, but instead stood firmly against the sea, breathing heavily.

Her clothes were torn to shreds in the previous blast, strips of fabric connected, revealing her voluptuous figure and her snow-white skin peeking through the tattered pieces.

The ship's equipment behind Yamashiro had long been reduced to a piece of black-smoking scrap metal.

"Sister Yamashiro?" Rodney walked up to Yamashiro.

"Don't come any closer. The battle isn't over yet... How can you just walk up to the enemy like this?" Yamashiro raised his head with difficulty and smiled at Rodney.

“I won,” Rodney said.

"I didn't lose." Yamashiro insisted on standing up from the sea, swaying as he looked at Rodney.

Rodney looked at Yamashiro with some surprise at his stubborn refusal to admit defeat, then reached out and helped him up.

Despite her fierce fighting style, Rodney is actually a very kind and considerate ship girl.

"Sister Yamashiro, your ship's rigging is badly damaged," Rodney advised Yamashiro.

"...I still have my fist, don't I?" Yamashiro shakily stretched out his small fist and slowly swung it at Rodney.

When a ship girl's ship equipment is heavily damaged, the ship girl's stamina will also rapidly decrease. It's estimated that Yamashiro would have difficulty even standing up now.

However, even if he had the stamina to throw a punch, a punch without the support of ship equipment would definitely not be able to break through Rodney's defense.

Rodney did not dodge Yamashiro's punch.

Yamashiro's fist stopped a centimeter in front of Rodney's chest, and he withdrew his hand with a dejected expression.

"Sister Yamashiro, this is just a drill," Rodney said.

“It is true for you, it is true for me, but it is not true for my admiral,” Yamashiro said with his eyes lowered. “...It is not true for Baltimore either.”

Rodney looked at Yamashiro, speechless.

The smoke cleared.

The scene on the sea was observed by the admirals on the beach.

"The blonde ship girl won!" A sharp-eyed admiral, holding binoculars, saw Rodney standing unharmed in front of the heavily damaged Yamashiro. She jumped up and reported the result to the admirals around her as if she had won.

"Wow, amazing! Blonde hair!"

"Awesome!"

Cheers erupted on the beach.

On the other side of the beach, Xiaobai also breathed a sigh of relief.

On the sea, Yamashiro and Rodney listened to the sounds coming from the beach and remained silent for a while.

Shancheng gave a bitter laugh, but in the end, he had no choice but to accept reality.

She really couldn't beat Rodney.

“…My admiral also likes Baltimore,” Yamashiro murmured to Rodney.

"……what?"

“But Baltimore likes your admiral.” Yamashiro shook his head with a wry smile. “My admiral doesn’t think he can compare to yours, so he wants to give Baltimore a chance to be happy and is issuing a challenge to your admiral.”

"Oh... then... does she know?"

“Baltimore is just a little fool, she doesn’t even know what she wants to do. If no one gives her a push, she’ll never know what she wants to do in her life.” Yamashiro shook his head with a wry smile. “My admiral is the same.”

Rodney was somewhat stunned by Yamashiro's wry smile.

She really didn't know that such trouble would follow this exercise.

“My admiral wants to help Baltimore, and I want to help my admiral.” Yamashiro reached out and grabbed Rodney’s collar tightly, but in the end, he had no choice but to let go.

Yamashiro's expression was somewhat desolate and sad.

"...It's no use talking about this now." Yamashiro reached out and touched Rodney's cheek. She smiled gently. "Miss Rodney, you are a powerful ship girl. I misjudged you."

After saying that, Yamashiro lowered his hand, lowered his head, and walked towards the beach.

"Sister Yamashiro," Rodney called out.

"Ok?"

"You like your admiral too, don't you?"

Yamashiro turned around and looked at Rodney in surprise.

In an instant, a blush spread across Shancheng's delicate face, as if a rosy cloud had risen over it, making her look like a ripe apple.

"You...you...you...don't...don't talk nonsense!" Yamashiro's mouth gaped open, his lips trembling uncontrollably. "I...I...he and I are purely platonic..."

"Sibling relationship?" Rodney laughed.

"right……"

"Sister Yamashiro, are you very interested in younger men?"

"Eh... eh eh..." Yamashiro's shoulders trembled, and her breathing became erratic for the first time. "You... what do you know, you little kid... you..."

"If you don't like the admiral, why do you do so much for him?"

"I was... I was the secretary ship..."

"Because you like him, right? Just like how he quietly made sacrifices for his seniors, you also want to do the same for him, don't you?"

"..."

"You like the Admiral, don't you? I can tell!"

"No! Don't shout! I'll hit you if you say it again!" Yamashiro quickly raised her hand, turned her back to the beach, and blocked Rodney. She raised her fist and her face showed a pleading expression.

“…Go ahead and attack,” Rodney said to Yamashiro.

Shancheng was taken aback.

It took a while for Shancheng to realize what was happening.

"How can that be possible?"

"It's alright, the Admiral won't blame me." Rodney thought for a moment and nodded. "At worst, I'll warm the Admiral's bed. In the past, whenever I made my sister angry, she would forgive me every time I warmed her bed."