Elder brother's garrison

I heard that the Prince of Wales arrived at the naval base right after Lexington, Akagi, and Hood, making her one of the admiral's first ship girls, and she has a deep bond with the admiral.

The first batch of ship girls usually means they have extremely high combat power in the naval base. For them, dealing with hundreds of abyssal ships in ordinary sea areas should not be difficult.

“She’s different from how she was at the garrison.” The Duke of York knew her thoughts without even looking at South Dakota’s face.

"Is it different?"

The Duke of York sighed as he hurried along, "My sister likes the Admiral."

“…” South Dakota remained silent.

South Dakota was well aware of this conclusion; the entire naval base knew about the little affair between the Admiral and the Prince of Wales.

A shameless scoundrel keeps calling a beautiful, glamorous woman "Big Brother," and always talks about being honest with her while wearing a swimsuit and sunscreen, yet he still tries to grope the Prince of Wales.

Given the circumstances, the fact that the Admiral hasn't been killed by Wales means there's only one possibility: the Prince of Wales has designs on the Admiral.

The Duke of York turned around, looked at South Dakota's unsurprised expression, and nodded: "You already knew?"

"Haha..." South Dako scratched his head sheepishly.

“When my sister left the garrison and came to live in Linning, she was already in an abnormal state.” The Duke of York’s eyes dimmed for a moment. “The process was a bit complicated. To put it simply, she was constantly seeking death.”

"What?!?!" South Dakota exclaimed in shock. "Please...please what?!"

The Duke of York nodded: "Although the methods are different, her fighting goal is no longer to win without taking as many injuries as possible, but to fight to the death with the enemy, so she is often injured when she helps other garrisons."

"Um... so in this situation... why did you still let her go out?"

“If we don’t let my sister go out to fight, she’ll really break down.” The Duke of York was also heartbroken. “When she stays at home, she seems to have nightmares, really scary ones. If she stays at home for too long, she’ll probably really break down. Only when she’s fighting can she relax.”

"..."

"But it's alright. My sister George and I asked the garrison here to notify me immediately if they find that Sister Wales is facing an increased number of enemies."

"So that was a call from your naval base just now?"

"Yes, they told me that the number of deep-sea amphibious ships has reached over a hundred."

South Dakota swallowed hard.

I never expected that I would run into this mess when I was just here to freeload.

With the Princess of Wales' strength, killing a hundred deep-sea ships wouldn't be difficult, but if she intended to take everyone down with her from the start, then the problem would be much bigger.

“Let’s hurry up,” South Dakota thought, her heart clenching. She cautiously suggested to the Duke of York beside her.

The Duke of York nodded, then sped up again.

"Get to my sister's side before she finishes clearing out the Abyssal Fleet, or before I get badly damaged by it!"

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Above the sea.

The aroma of fireworks swirled around her, black, white, and red smoke like countless small snakes coiling around the Prince of Wales's body, flicking their forked red tongues at her snow-white skin.

The Prince of Wales, covered in wounds, stood on the water, struggling to lift the ship's gun turrets.

"Boom!"

The sound of artillery explosions erupted beside the Prince of Wales, who lost his balance and staggered a few steps to the other side.

She steadied herself, then raised her ship's rigging and fired a shot at the enemy in front of her.

The sound of steel shattering echoed on the sea surface. Black metal fragments flew rapidly, like bullets, towards his body, only to be blocked by his own ship rigging with a series of cracking sounds.

The Prince of Wales was breathing softly.

However, the enemy's artillery fire gave her no chance to catch her breath. The scorching shells landed on the oil-saturated sea, and the flames that ignited swept rapidly toward Wales a second later. The surrounding air became scalding hot at that moment, burning one's throat.

Wales looked around and saw that there were still quite a few deep-sea amphibious ships left.

In a battle where both sides suffered heavy losses, the Prince of Wales' ship equipment and body were also on their last legs.

A sense of powerlessness, accompanied by a feeling of relief and a touch of reluctance, filled the Prince of Wales' heart.

—It's over, myself.

Will I be able to find him after I die?

You probably won't find it.

The Prince of Wales smiled wryly, feeling his eyelids as heavy as boulder.

Those playboys are guaranteed to go to hell. I've lived an upright life, so I'll go to heaven after I die. How could I possibly find him?

—Wait, does this count as suicide?

The Prince of Wales felt the intense gunfire coming from all directions, and finally gently opened his arms.

Suicide also leads to hell, so this is for the best.

I'll continue being your brother down here.

You can call me that for the rest of your life. I'll wait until you get tired of it and sick of it, then I'll become your wife.

The Prince of Wales felt the presence of the heavily damaged protection emanating from his ship's equipment.

So she gently raised her hand and deactivated her heavily damaged protective shield.

She closed her eyes, feeling the impact of the fireworks hurtling towards her.

As the ship girl silently counted down to the final moment, the shells sparked orange-red flames.

"Boom!!!"

Chapter 579 Your sister is amazing, but the next second, she'll be my sister.

The explosion, accompanied by a powerful shockwave, blew the Prince of Wales' body backward.

Without the protection of shipboard equipment, the Prince of Wales was at best an ordinary woman who could stand on the water. In such a barrage of fire, she could not even withstand the shockwaves alone.

Her face turned pale instantly, and she felt as if the bones in her body were about to be crushed and her internal organs were about to be squeezed into powder.

—However, she still survived.

The enemy's artillery fire did not hit them.

Although the Prince of Wales was never confident in the enemy's accuracy, this time, it really wasn't that the enemy missed.

In the Prince of Wales's mind, it was as if someone had stood in front of him and shielded him from the cannonballs.

—Was I still found by George and York?

The Prince of Wales thought to himself, feeling a mix of sadness and bitterness.

“Senior Prince of Wales, how are you feeling? Don’t worry, leave your protection to me!” However, this time, the voice that came to the Prince of Wales’s ears was neither the Duke of York nor George V.

The Prince of Wales opened his eyes with some difficulty. In his somewhat blurry vision, a blue-haired girl was hugging him and smiling serenely at him.

“Eu...Gen?” The Prince of Wales murmured in confusion after recognizing the person holding him.

The words spoken from a severely injured body were indeed unpleasant; the Prince of Wales himself could almost hear the sound of his own vocal cords, dry and rough like the sound of untreated film being torn apart.

“Eugen is here. May I ask what your orders are, Senior Wales?” Eugen’s lips curled up slightly, like a girl next door. Her gentle and sunny smile instantly dispelled the gloom in the Prince of Wales’ heart.

—At the very least, it was dispelled for a fleeting moment.

"Was it you... who saved me?" the Prince of Wales asked.

“No, Senior Welsh, it wasn’t Eugen who shielded you from the shelling just now.” Princess Eugen said apologetically, gently raising her hand and pointing forward.

The Prince of Wales looked ahead, following the direction Prince Eugen was pointing.

Under the sunlight, her long golden hair shone like a burning sun.

"Ouch! Help me!!!" Hood clutched his clothes, which had been ripped apart by a single shot, and frantically dodged back and forth on the sea, adjusting his shattered glasses. "Why did I get a critical hit?! Am I really that unlucky?!"

As expected of one of the top ship girls in the naval base, even though she was moderately damaged by a single shot and her ship equipment performance was significantly affected, she was still able to dodge the barrage of shots with ease despite her injuries.

"Who told you to rush in and take bullets for people? You're a battlecruiser, not a battleship. Your armor isn't that thick. Who's to blame for getting critically hit?" Not far away, Washington, with her hands on her hips, was shouting. At the same time, she wasn't idle either. As her ship equipment rose, a barrage of intense shells was fired, exploding continuously among the Abyssal Fleet's fleet.

"Help! I can't hold on any longer!" Hood continued to weave through the hail of bullets despite being heavily damaged.

Although Hood's strength is indeed quite high, the impact of the medium damage still seems to have some effect on her. After dodging for a minute or two, even Hood began to slowly break down.

Just as she cried for help, a sizable shell landed right in the path that Hood was trying to dodge.

Hood didn't notice the shell until it was almost hitting his head.

Her face turned pale, and she quickly covered her head.

With a loud "boom," the shell exploded in front of Hood, sending up thick smoke.

The next second, Bismarck emerged from the thick smoke, holding Hood, whose face was burning red, in her arms, and quickly carried the barrage of cannon fire towards Prince Eugen and Prince of Wales.

Bismarck ran up to the Prince of Wales expressionlessly, and with a slap, threw Hood onto the water amidst his screams. Then, he pulled a gleaming gold bracelet from his clothes and slammed it hard into the Prince of Wales's hand.

Golden light suddenly radiated outwards, and the bracelet quickly disappeared. However, a faint golden light enveloped the Prince of Wales' ship equipment.

The Prince of Wales's ship equipment was being repaired at an extremely fast pace, as if time had reversed. All the wounds on her body were healing rapidly, and even the pieces of clothing that could not cover her voluptuous body were being rapidly pulled back from the seawater and put back on her body.

"The damage control fee will be deducted from your salary," Bismarck said coldly, then quickly turned around, released her ship rigging, and charged towards the enemy fleet.

"Hey! You German dead cat! How can you treat a lady like that!" The middle-aged Hood, who had been unceremoniously thrown into the water by Bismarck, expressed her protest.

"I'm sorry." Bismarck replied quickly, then drifted away with the wind, never to care about Hood's situation again.

Hu De was so angry he gritted his teeth, his white teeth rubbing together beneath his lips.

"That tomboy with no femininity..." Hood gritted her teeth in resentment, "What was the Commander thinking when he gave her that wedding ring?"

However, now did not seem to be the time to pursue Bismarck's femininity. Hood quickly composed herself and turned to look at the person in Prince Eugen's arms.

"Wales, it's been a long time," Hood said with a smile to the Prince of Wales. "Three years, how have you been?"

The Prince of Wales stared blankly at Hood's relaxed smile.

"Thank you." After a long while, the Prince of Wales, not knowing what to say, gave a wry smile and thanked Hood.

"What are you thanking me for?"

"Help me block the cannonballs."

"Then promise me one thing." Hood took the quick-repair device handed to her by Prince Eugen and put it on her head. "There aren't many people in the world who are worthy of having Miss Hood take bullets for them, so be happy."

The Prince of Wales smiled gently and looked quietly at Hood: "Go ahead, what is it?"

"...Treat me to gingerbread for ten years." Hood said cautiously, watching the battlefield as if afraid a shell might fly out and hit him, while slowly enjoying the repair service of the rapid repair device.

"..." Wales fell silent.

"Hood!" Just then, a delicate female voice rang out from behind Hood and Wales.

Upon hearing this voice, Hu De's face immediately broke into a doting smile.

She turned around, stood up from the ground, and waved behind her, shouting, "I'm here!"

As it turns out, waving your hand around carelessly on the battlefield is not a good habit. At that moment, a shell flew directly from the enemy fleet, heading straight for Hood, who was wearing a green hat.

"Ah, Hood, watch out!" Princess Eugen seemed to have been given a death order to protect Wales, and she didn't even have time to rush to Hood's side.

"Ouch!" The shell slammed into Hood's lower back, sending him flying in that direction.

Hood's entire body flew around like a small kite in the wind. Even the quick repair device, which had been partially repaired, was knocked away. Hood was severely damaged and then lay on the water's surface.

"Ah?!" The delicate female voice was filled with worry. A little girl with white hair quickly splashed through the water and ran to Hood's side, helping him up from the water with a concerned expression. "Hood? Hood!"

"Uh... I'm fine... um..." Hood touched his lower back with tears in his eyes, "Another critical hit..."

"Huh? It's badly damaged? Quick, I have damage control here..."

"No need to waste so much. Let's leave it like this. I'll just drink some more water after we get ashore." Hood waved to the white-haired little girl, indicating that it wasn't necessary. "Little White, it's dangerous here. You should stay away from here for now."

"Ah, no need, the battle is about to end." The girl named Xiaobai shook her head.

"it's over?"

"Mm." Xiaobai nodded, then looked behind her.

Behind Xiaobai, countless planes, like colorful dark clouds, roared and rushed towards this direction.

At the same time, the ship girls who were fighting the Abyssal Fleet quickly broke away and left the Abyssal Fleet's fleet.

Then, a thunderous bombardment came from above, and in an instant, the deep-sea amphibious fleet was like snow meeting fire, turning into nothingness in the flames of the sea.

It flew back in the direction it came from at top speed.