Elder brother's garrison

The tall ship girl thought for a moment, then shifted her gaze to the back of the other ship girl.

Cleveland and Takao Atago were also in the group, struggling to exchange fire with their own ship girls. Behind them, Enterprise and Emerald had also unleashed their ship equipment, putting pressure on their side.

A ship girl in red carried her ship equipment, her movements noticeably clumsy compared to the other ship girls. However, the gold ship equipment exuded an air of extravagance. At the back of the group, two aircraft carrier ship girls followed one after the other. The ship girl in front kept her shoulders hunched, seemingly intimidated by the ship girls behind her. She released her carrier-based aircraft with little enthusiasm, merely circling in the sky. The black-clad ship girl behind her bore a resemblance to her, but with a cold expression. She carefully observed the ship girl machines released by the ship girl in front, imitating them and bombarding them. However, this level of bombardment had almost no hit rate against ship girls of the height and skill level of the taller ship girls, and it was ineffective.

Chapter 702 I, Bismarck, disdain positioning.

No wonder it's so easy. Although Cleveland, Takao, Atago, and Emerald are well-trained, their ship type limits their cannon fire capabilities. In a large-ship battle, their cannon fire is their most fatal weakness. So, it seems that only the ship girl in the front wearing a naval hat is actually doing any work on the other side.

The tall ship girl unconsciously felt a surge of confidence, which was then overwhelmed by an even greater sense of doubt.

What about the other ship girls?

What about that cat-eared ship girl who tried to scam people, that drama queen ship girl, and those few blue destroyers?

Fearing another sneak attack from those elusive destroyers, the tall ship girl focused her attention on searching other parts of the sea.

To her surprise, the other ship girls were very easy to find.

In the very center of the battlefield, his carrier teammates, who had been hit by a single shot and were now kneeling on the sea, tightly bound together with a sturdy turtle-shell binding. The drama queen from before was now smiling and standing in front of the carrier girl with half a bundle of rope.

The cat-eared ship girl, feigning death, still lay on the sea surface, while the blue destroyers were scavenging for loot from the edge of the deep-sea wreckage they had defeated.

Huh? Aren't they fighting?

The tall ship girl's doubts instantly increased.

Did I underestimate them, or did they underestimate me? How could those few weaklings who are currently exchanging fire with me possibly defeat these six powerful battleships?

Looting can be done anytime, so what's the point of rushing?

The tall ship girl's doubts deepened with each passing moment. She frowned, somewhat unable to understand the actions of those other ship girls.

At that moment, the tall ship girl's ears twitched, and she quickly heard a conversation among the ship girls.

The sound came from the ship girl squad that was exchanging fire with his own squad.

Because the two teams were too far apart, the sounds were very faint, and with the deafening roar of artillery fire, the tall ship girl almost didn't notice the conversation between the other ship girls.

She stared at the ship girl exchanging fire with her with a puzzled look. After thinking for a while, she decided to risk being blasted by the cannon fire and eavesdrop on their conversation.

The conversation came from the ship girl wearing a navy hat on the other side and Cleveland beside her.

“That’s not how you predict movement, Constellation,” Cleveland said to the ship girl wearing a naval hat.

"Ah? Is that so?"

"Yes, predicting the enemy's movements is not simply about placing the artillery trajectory where the enemy will move next. Ship girls are not ships; their movements are much more flexible. If you treat them like humans, you need to observe the enemy's movements in advance."

"What's going on the other side?"

"When moving subconsciously, everyone has a subconscious preference for the left or right direction. First, observe which direction the opponent prefers to move."

"Oh……"

“Look at that tallest ship girl, she’s more used to walking to the right.”

"But I see her on the left side more often."

"That's a deception. When she has time to react, she will move to the left. But you see, for some shelling that she can't react to in time, she will move to the right."

"Oh~"

"Next is the left and right attack method."

"about?"

"For example, the tallest ship girl, she usually walks to the right, so you should proactively move closer to her left. This is because you subconsciously want to avoid her from the furthest point, since the diagonal line between two points is the longest. Plus, due to personal habits, she will walk to the right..."

"Oh, I get it! I get it!"

The tall ship girl covered her ears, listening blankly to the conversation on the other end.

That was a teaching dialogue; it seemed that Cleveland was instructing the ship girl named Constellation on how to predict events.

They're actually giving a lesson on the other side?!

The tall ship girl was stunned for a second, then a fire of anger instantly ignited in her heart. She glared fiercely at the opposing team with boundless fury.

Did they think of themselves as a free training team?

The tall ship girl suddenly remembered what the cat-eared ship girl was saying when she found them before.

Indeed, at this moment, the ship girls were arranged in formation, just as the cat-eared ship girl had said.

The tall ship girl initially thought Bismarck was referring to their formation for attacking the deep sea, so she didn't pay attention until now.

It turns out that the other side never intended to attack the Deep Sea in the first place; they were only looking to cause trouble for us.

—The fact that they directly used destroyers to disable their own carrier teammates was probably to allow those ship girls to conduct their exercises in peace, without being disturbed by the overwhelming number of carrier-based aircraft. It was also their intention to safely break out of the encirclement.

In an instant, humiliation, anger, and resentment surged into the tall ship girl's heart. She gasped for breath, "You actually!!!"

However, just as the tall ship girl was about to say something, she saw the group of ship girls who were exchanging fire with her suddenly shudder and dart straight to the left.

Being approached by a ship girl with close-range attack capabilities is a very bad situation. The advantage of battleship ship girls is their long-range attack. If they are approached by ship girls with close-range attack capabilities, their advantage will disappear instantly.

Even in her rage, the tall ship girl maintained excellent combat skills. She led her team back a few steps, then headed to the right and raised her turrets to prepare for a counterattack.

However, just as she adjusted her position and prepared to raise the turret to counterattack, the tall ship girl saw a bright red shell rushing straight towards her from the sky.

In the blink of an eye, the shell was right in front of them.

The scorching heat wave, carrying red-hot iron, was slowly approaching his face. Before the shell even got close to his body, his skin seemed to crack open like parched earth.

"Huh?" The tall ship girl was stunned for a moment, then her gaze subconsciously turned to the constellation in the distance.

—Ah, the highest-ranking ship girl… isn’t that me?

"boom!"

The shell slammed into the tall ship girl, the destructive power of the battlecruiser tearing her ship rigging to shreds. With its unabated momentum, the ship pulled her away from the formation, causing her to tumble several times on the beach before finally coming to a stop.

"Yay! Hit the spicy one!" In the distance, Constellation carried the ship's equipment, his face beaming with happiness.

"As expected of the constellation." Cleveland was surprised that the constellation had hit the enemy's flagship the moment she finished submitting her prediction. She couldn't help but look at the constellation with admiration.

"No, it's all thanks to your excellent teaching, Cleveland."

“…It’s because your own skill level is very high, so you can learn this level of combat techniques much more easily.” Cleveland shook his head.

"Hehe~" Zodiac scratched his head and revealed a happy smile.

However, before the constellation could finish laughing, her laughter finally disappeared.

The tall ship girl, who should have been unconscious after being severely damaged by her own attack, slowly raised her head. Her bloodshot eyes, filled with rage, locked onto him from hundreds of meters away.

"Huh?!" Constellation's shoulders twitched.

The tall ship girl stood up from the sea, and then bursts of white light emanated from her body. The ship equipment that had been shattered on the sea surface seemed to revert time and stick back to her body. In no time, the tall ship girl, who was in a heavily damaged state, returned to normal.

Her teammates then surrounded her again, protecting her tightly.

The tall ship girl pushed aside her teammates, gritted her teeth, and slightly distorted her delicate features before releasing her ship equipment and fiercely firing a shot towards the constellation.

The constellation instinctively tried to dodge, but the cannonball seemed to have sensed her movements. The constellation took several steps straight toward where the cannonball would fall before realizing her predicament. She quickly stopped and raised her neck in a rather comical manner, just as the cannonball grazed her face and hit the water.

"Oh my god..." Constellation touched her burning cheeks, still shaken.

"Don't think you're the only one who can predict things!!!" The tall ship girl shouted from across the sea, her words filled with intense shame and anger, as if she wanted to devour the constellation whole.

"Why is she so angry?" Constellation pouted while touching her face. "Come to think of it, didn't I beat her to a pulp... Honestly, it's all my fault for wearing purple."

"...Once you get back to your base, you should be able to do what Warspite did..." Cleveland said helplessly to the constellation, "Now you have the best equipment from Chapter Two."

"Oh..." The constellation was still a little sullen.

"And she was indeed badly damaged just now."

"Then why did she..."

Constellation asked in confusion, and the next second, Bismarck's voice suddenly appeared in Constellation's ears.

"She has damage control."

The constellation turned its head and saw that Bismarck and Missouri had somehow caught up with it and joined the group.

Damage control?

"The Damage Control Team is a divine artifact that can restore a ship girl's equipment to its original condition even in combat. It's very precious, you know," Missouri said with a smile to the Constellation. After speaking, she glanced at Bismarck, "Am I right, Senpai?"

Bismarck didn't reply to Missouri's words. She nodded to the constellation and said, "That's good. You did a great job. Leave the rest to us."

"Huh? I feel like I'm doing alright..."

"Let's save some money on fast repairs for Xiaobai," Bismarck said to the constellation.

The constellation's open mouth froze in mid-air, then it nodded somewhat dejectedly.

Bismarck patted Constellation on the shoulder, and the next second she transformed into a streak of black light, rushing directly towards the fleet where the tall ship girl was sitting.

Missouri also transformed into a white light and followed Bismarck's figure.

The tall ship girl stared directly at Bismarck and Missouri, who were constantly approaching her. She smiled coldly, her anger at losing damage control and the grievances she had suffered since setting sail turning into a strong fighting spirit.

"It's either you die or I live today!!" The tall ship girl, along with her teammates, raised their ship rigging and began bombarding Bismarck's direction.

Boom boom boom boom————

A large number of shells converged on one point, directly covering Bismarck's figure. Huge white waves surged into the air like clouds, turning into white vapor that lingered for a long time.

Then, Bismarck, unharmed and with an icy expression, burst out of the white vapor and arrived in front of the tall ship girl in just a few steps.

“Hoo—” Bismarck exhaled softly, her eyes cold.

"Boom!!!" Then, a turret gleaming with colorful light suddenly extended from behind her and pressed against the tall ship girl's face.

The blazing flames and shockwaves instantly overturned the surrounding ship girls, and the cannonballs, like meteors, carried the tall ship girls' bodies and shattered iron filings into the sky.

Ahem... Sorry, I have to take another day off.

My mom just told me today that it's my parents' wedding anniversary, and without a word, I was dragged out to have dinner with them at a restaurant. I'll probably have to drink a little, since I can't hold my liquor and get drunk easily. I probably won't be able to write anything when I get back...

So I have to take the day off again today... I'm so sorry, I should have known better than to ask for leave the other day, I'm so guilty qvq...

I promise this is the last time I'll take leave this month. If I take leave again this month, I'll do a live stream of myself doing a handstand in women's clothing in the group chat.

Chapter 703 Who's the bad guy? Doesn't he have a Hercules in his heart?

Bismarck's movement speed as a ship girl isn't particularly fast, but her movements are extremely nimble and swift.

After bursting through the water curtain, Bismarck was close to the tall ship girl in the blink of an eye. In a flash, Bismarck blasted the tall ship girl away with a swift, simple, and violent move, without the slightest hesitation.

Until the tall ship girl was knocked into the sky and flew up to the sun, like a little bird flying in the sky, her companions were completely unaware.

A few seconds later, the tall ship girl, having lost her upward momentum, plummeted from the sky once more. Before everyone's eyes, she crashed into the sea like a rag, plunging into the water without a sound, unresponsive and unconscious.

Behind her, the steel ship equipment that had just been repaired by damage control was scattered into pieces like broken building blocks, floating on the sea surface.

It seems she didn't have a second damage control officer. After being blasted away by Bismarck, this time, the tall ship girl didn't get up.

Her companions stared in disbelief at their captain, who hadn't even lasted half a round against Bismarck. After lingering for a moment on her utterly disheveled figure on the sea, they finally turned their bewildered gaze to the massive gun emplacements behind Bismarck.

It was a super-large main cannon emitting colorful light, its barrel so dark that it seemed as if the roar of a monster could emanate from its bottomless depths.

The ship girls all swallowed hard.

"Who else has damage control?" Bismarck asked the ship girl standing next to her.

The ship girls stood frozen in place, heads bowed, not daring to move a finger under Bismarck's gaze, like naughty children being punished by their teacher, not daring to utter a single word.

Missouri arrived late, passing through the water curtain. With a smile, she walked up to Bismarck and said, "Senior Bismarck, wait for Missouri!"

“You’re no slower than me,” Bismarck said, turning to Missouri.

Missouri covered her mouth and laughed for a while, then refrained from commenting on the matter: "You're really ruthless, senior. That ship girl didn't even have a chance to make a sound of being hit."

"Hmm." Bismarck nodded, then turned to look at the ship girls standing timidly beside her.

These ship girls weren't stupid. After witnessing Bismarck's skill and the tall ship girl who was taken down in a second, they all understood one thing.

That means the cat-eared ship girl in front of you is the real boss. She doesn't need any teammates. She is a terrifying boss who can unleash her full power in her own team all by herself.

Although the ship girl seemed completely unguarded at this moment, standing right in front of them like one of their own, all the ship girls knew that this distance was exactly within the attack range of the cat-eared ship girl. If they made any ill-advised move, they would probably end up like the tall ship girl before, being blasted away by her in the blink of an eye.

Is this still a battleship? This is clearly a humanoid Gundam!

"Do any of you have damage control?" At that moment, Bismarck asked all the ship girls again.