Elder brother's garrison

"Yes. There are no traces of anyone else." Xiaobai answered truthfully.

Lexington nodded in agreement.

“Okay, then I’ll ask one more time, Missouri, are you going to join our naval base?” Lexington asked.

“No regrets,” Missouri replied.

Lexington nodded.

Lexington returned to his seat and began working on the documents concerning Missouri.

Missouri let out a soft breath.

I thought it would be an easy thing, but I was threatened and had to undergo a physical examination. After finally passing the test, I felt a sense of relief, as if I were in a dream.

—Am I really that unpopular? No way, I'm Missouri myself, after all. I'm someone that 99% of the admirals in the world would crave.

"Is Missouri here to see Bismarck?" At this moment, Little White asked Missouri.

Since Missouri was already half a ship girl of the naval base, Xiaobai called her by Missouri's ship name, Liulin II Ersan Si Basi.

“Yes, I did spar with you, senior,” Missouri said. “Unfortunately, I lost to you.”

"That's a real pity," Xiaobai said, then calmly raised his teacup and slowly took a sip.

In Xiaobai's mind, her brother's ship girl is an invincible symbol, and in her opinion, it is not surprising that Bismarck defeated Missouri.

Ship equipment quality, stats, training level, and gear are all outside of a newbie's considerations.

"Is it normal for me to lose to my senior?" Missouri asked, seeing that Xiaobai had no reaction at all.

"..." Xiaobai gave Missouri a shy smile.

For some reason, Missouri could sense a powerful confidence in Xiaobai's smile.

...To be entrusted with such great trust by her admiral, she must be a very fortunate ship girl.

Missouri was not resentful; losing to Bismarck that night was normal.

Missouri knew that his defeat was inevitable. Bismarck's desire for victory was far beyond what he could comprehend at the time. If one move didn't work, he would try another. If the next move didn't work, he would think of another. Missouri knew that even if he dodged Bismarck's counterattack using damage control, he would eventually lose to Bismarck's next move.

Looking at Little White, Missouri felt a pang of jealousy creep into her heart.

This trust is truly enviable.

Chapter 92 A chill ran through me

This involves the ship girls' salaries and benefits, as well as information statistics. The procedures for assigning ship girls to naval bases are essential matters.

Whether it's a large-scale construction project by the admiral, a good ship found through salvage, or a wild ship girl throwing herself at you, all of these processes have to go through this procedure, so it's quite cumbersome.

Especially ships like the Missouri.

Prior to this, there were no records of any shipgirls named Missouri in the world. This is why Bismarck didn't recognize Missouri at the time.

Therefore, it can be understood that this is the first ship girl of the Missouri battleship.

Of course, given the considerable number of ships throughout human history, it's not unusual for a new ship girl to emerge every decade or so; ordinary ships are merely topics of casual conversation. But Missouri is different. As has been repeated many times, Missouri's significance differs from most ordinary ships. She is a ship girl of a battleship that decided the outcome of world wars. The Missouri battleship holds considerable importance in human history, and ship girls' performance stems from history. Therefore, Missouri's own performance as a ship girl exceeds normal specifications.

Even for the world's number one naval base, reporting to superiors that a Missouri needs to be incorporated into the base is not something that can be resolved in a short time.

While Lexington was pleased with the expansion of the naval base, he was also worried about the swarms of letters from all sides that would soon flood in like a hornet's nest.

Half an hour later, Lexington finally managed to put together a form and handed it to Missouri.

Once this form is filled out, Missouri is practically halfway to the naval base.

Missouri was clearly well-prepared for the forms; she quickly filled in her identification information and other details with a pen.

"Speaking of which, what was Missouri doing when we saw her on Colorado Island?" Xiaobai asked.

“Yes, I’m working,” Missouri said calmly. “After all, I have to make a living too, right?”

Using a tone that suggests the truth is unclear.

"Oh, is that so?" Xiaobai's gaze shifted to Missouri's expensive clothes, but she didn't ask any further questions.

The door to the admiral's office was pushed open.

Bismarck walked in, bringing with him the pungent smell of the sea breeze.

Bismarck would return to the naval base every now and then to check in and put the stolen resources where they were supposed to go, making him a regular at the admiral's office.

As soon as Bismarck entered, he saw Missouri standing next to Little White, bending over and filling out a form.

Missouri had just finished filling out the form and turned around.

"Senior, it's been a long time," Missouri greeted Bismarck.

Bismarck paused and looked around.

She is trying to accept the current situation.

"What's going on?" Bismarck ignored Missouri and walked between Little White and Missouri, looking at Lexington.

“This is the ship girl who is going to join the naval base. Don’t you know her?” Lexington said.

"Hmm." Bismarck looked at Missouri with some confusion. "That person doesn't want you anymore?"

The person Bismarck was referring to was the fake Ella who kidnapped Little White.

In Bismarck's view, the ship girl who appeared at such a coincidental time must be a subordinate of the fake Ella.

"Missouri doesn't know who you're talking about, senior," Missouri replied honestly. "However, Missouri is an independent ship girl and doesn't have an admiral. I'm here to join your naval base."

"...She's going to join the naval base?" Bismarck asked Whitey again.

“Yes.” Xiaobai nodded. “Missouri does not have an admiral.”

Bismarck turned back and stared at Missouri.

"How did you find me back then?" Bismarck asked.

“Someone told me,” Missouri said to Bismarck.

"She told you to stop me?" Bismarck's delicate eyebrows twitched.

“…Because I’m unsure what you might do, senior,” Missouri replied. “Please believe me, senior, that I have no ill intentions, I swear to that.”

Bismarck remained silent.

Missouri obtained the shirt stained with Little White's blood before Little White was kidnapped, which means that Missouri and the fake Ella must be connected.

Even if they weren't admirals and ship girls, they were at least partners in the crime.

"Do you know who you're helping?" Bismarck asked.

The fake Ella is a serious criminal who kidnapped the new admiral of Colorado Island. If Missouri is an accomplice of the fake Ella, then Bismarck could send her to a military court for that reason alone.

“Missouri didn’t help anyone. She just happened to hear the senior’s voice and chatted with him using something she had obtained by chance.” Missouri seemed to have been prepared for this, and she answered without changing her expression. “As for the hiding place, I also found out by chance.”

"Do you think I'll believe that?" Bismarck asked.

“Whether you believe it or not, it’s the truth,” Missouri said. “If I had any ill intentions towards you, would I have come here? I’m not stupid.”

Bismarck remained silent.

Missouri's willingness to come here must mean she is fearless.

And as Missouri said, she had no ill intentions towards Xiaobai. After all, she had also acted as a nurse to treat Xiaobai's wounds. If she really wanted to harm Xiaobai or do something else, that period of solitude was enough for Missouri to do whatever she wanted.

"Do you know where that person is?" Bismarck asked.

"Senior, Missouri is also someone who was being used in a strict sense."

“Okay.” Bismarck didn’t doubt this much.

She remembered the expression on Fake Ella's face when she rescued Xiaobai and told her that her ship girl had been locked up on the beach.

It was a strange and peculiar expression.

At first, Bismarck thought she was surprised by the outcome of her battle with Missouri.

—It seems, just as Missouri said, that she was also a pawn in Ella's scheme.

Lexington, having observed the exchange between Bismarck and Missouri, had a fairly clear understanding of the situation.

Bismarck did not tell himself or Little White about Missouri.

Perhaps in Bismarck's view, it was just an insignificant battle, far less important than the one fought by the Whitebeard, and not even worth recounting.

It seems that this Miss Missouri played an interesting role in that commotion.

It seems Missouri is definitely going to join our naval base now.

Otherwise, we would lose a good opportunity to discipline (get revenge).

Lexington smiled as he sat in his seat, propping his chin on his hand and looking at Missouri.

For some reason, Missouri felt a chill run down her spine.

Chapter 93: German Style Newcomer's Guide (Physics)

Although he still harbored some prejudices against Missouri, Bismarck did not protest against Missouri being incorporated into the naval base.

Loyalty is a ship girl's instinct. Since the ship girl has chosen to submit to the naval base, as long as the admiral doesn't do anything too outrageous, the ship girl cannot betray him.

For Bismarck, having Missouri-level forces join his side was a rare and valuable opportunity.

"Then I'll be going." Bismarck saw that Missouri's incorporation procedures were almost complete, so he turned around and prepared to leave the admiral's office.

Bismarck expressed his desire to return to his workplace.

“Senior.” Missouri called out to Bismarck at that moment.

"What's wrong?" Bismarck turned to look at Missouri. "I'm very busy."

In terms of work enthusiasm, only Eugen and a few others in the naval base could rival Bismarck, so Bismarck was somewhat displeased that Missouri had called him over.

“I am truly convinced of your superior’s victory over me,” Missouri said with a smile to Bismarck. “But I am not prepared to lose forever.”

Bismarck looked at Missouri quietly, his blood-red eyes scanning her up and down.

"Senior, would you like to have another match with Missouri?" Missouri asked, radiating a strong fighting spirit.

Missouri is also a star among the ship girls, and she has her own pride.

Missouri wasn't as nonchalant about the outcome of the last battle as she seemed.

If you lose once, you have to win it back.

We will win it back at any cost.

This is also the main reason why Missouri came here.

Logically speaking, Missouri herself had absolutely no reason to join the garrison here; she had no shortage of money, equipment, or training.

But she wanted a chance to challenge Bismarck again.

Even if it means selling myself to the naval base, I want to be a colleague and have the chance to fight Bismarck fairly again, so that I can erase the defeat from my resume.

This was the determination Missouri showed Bismarck. It was the will to win.

It's the same idea Bismarck had back then: to abandon everything for victory.

Bismarck frowned.

She could sense the resolute aura emanating from Missouri.

“It’s no use refusing anyway,” Bismarck said.

“Who knows?” Missouri replied meaningfully. “But I don’t think you would refuse me, since I’m just a newcomer to the naval base who wants the opportunity to practice with you and get stronger.”

“Yes.” Bismarck nodded. “If that’s the case, I have no reason to refuse.”

Bismarck would not miss any opportunity to make the naval base bigger and stronger.

Since Missouri is a member of the naval base, he has no reason to refuse the request to fight.

"Then when do you think would be a good time, senior?" Missouri smiled confidently after receiving Bismarck's approval.

“Yes, that’s right.” Bismarck looked at Lexington.

Lexington nodded to Bismarck.

The two seemed to communicate something through their eyes.

“Let’s do it now,” Bismarck said in a low voice.