The Naval Base of the Unnamed Ship Girls

One of the great advantages of virtual reality is that it allows you to create things that are difficult to achieve in reality.

For example, when the HUD-like screen appeared in front of Adun, Hyperion subconsciously glanced behind him, trying to find where the projection device was.

"It seems like they're telling us to complete a newbie mission." Hyperion recalled what the retired ship girl had said.

After taking the CV33 tank from the NPCs, Hyperion drove this ultralight beginner tank around this not-so-large area.

"A beginner quest?" Adun carefully searched for beginner quest options on the screen projected in front of him.

However, Ardon did not know, or rather, did not realize, that what she was doing was futile.

The so-called newbie mission is actually just the two ship girls taking a stroll around, enduring increasingly intense bombardment, and being judged by the system as being annihilated.

While other novice tanks might be assigned a certain elimination mission, the CV33's 8mm machine gun has virtually zero damage to tanks (it might be okay if it were a laser gun), so the game program did not assign any elimination missions to the CV33s driven by Adun and Hyperion.

Unfortunately, the driver's skills were indeed superb. Even when the barrage of fire was so dense that it resembled a bullet hell, the Hyperion was still able to maneuver the CV33 through the barrage of bullets, playing a game of grazing bullets.

And they even enjoy it, much like those mobile gamers who show off their high-score videos to newbies.

So when the time came, the game system activated its creative power and arranged a shell that would absolutely hit the CV33.

As a result, the shell hit Adun on the forehead as he poked his head out of the vehicle to stretch his body.

Feeling that he shouldn't have knelt so pathetically, Yadun forcibly changed his status using a backdoor, causing the system to instantly fall into a self-contradictory bug.

That is, whether or not this CV33 has completed the beginner's mission.

By adhering to the time allotted by the pilot Hyperion, not only did he successfully complete the beginner's mission, but he also received a beginner's honor medal and various other miscellaneous rewards.

Things like upgrade kits, research points, Golden Eagle Points, and Gold Coin Ammo.

This is why Tirpitz specifically reminded Adun to complete the beginner quests properly.

However, the system shell that announced the CV33's completion of the tutorial did not complete its mission, and the various registration-ending animations and welcome-to-the-game presets that would have been triggered by the shell's hit were also erased by Adun.

As a result, the game system entered an awkward and contradictory state, which also made it impossible for the cheating Yadun to find the so-called beginner quests.

The CV33 commander, Adun, whose mission was not fully completed (because the ending animation and the scene of entering his own base were not completed), but who was supposed to have completed the mission according to the settings, prematurely entered the normal game interface due to this system bug.

Theoretically, the tank commander should be able to access this game interface in the military base that the player owns after completing the opening mission, not on the battlefield where gunfire is raging.

"Strange, why are there no beginner quests?" On this interface, Adon only saw options for randomly selecting battles, real history mode, standard game mode, and various research and purchase options.

I did not find any so-called beginner quests.

"Huh? No newbie quests?" Hyperion glanced at the projection in front of Adun amidst his busy schedule (driving around and dodging cannon fire).

The gaming expert, a starship cruiser, glanced at the game interface and pointed to a spot, asking, "What about here?"

"Custom game?" After clicking on the custom game option as Hyperion suggested, Adun glanced at the row of custom maps, pointed to one of them, and asked, "Is this it?"

“Something doesn’t feel quite right, but let’s give it a try.” Hyperion said, glancing at the room name that Adun was pointing to, which read “Newbie Training Camp 19/20”.

"Hmm, it's worth a try." Ardon, who also thought it was a good idea to take it one step at a time, nodded at the beginner's training camp.

"It has a password?"

"I suppose cracking passwords is part of the beginner's training camp."

"..."

The two starship girls exchanged a glance, realizing that this was definitely not a beginner's mission.

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Hmm, this is a limited-time event for casual players. I almost thought it would be another dead fish like before, but I didn't expect that this time, apart from specific combinations, it's possible to just use carrier battle groups to push through.

Moreover, I see that most of my friends have a rather perverse sense of humor, using Bismarck to fight Bismarck, North Carolina to fight North Carolina, Bismarck to fight North Carolina, North Carolina to fight Bismarck, and so on.

HM doesn't even have a similar special dialogue.

Chapter 223 The Stray Intruder

While Adun and Hyperion struggle with how to complete the beginner quests.

In the recreation room of a naval base in the Pacific Theater, several ship girls were playing cards idly next to a bunch of virtual pods.

"Hey, why haven't the Tanuki Group arrived yet?" asked a US heavy cruiser disguised as a light cruiser, sounding a bit annoyed.

"Crickets against four, take two rounds of my shelling, against six! They've been temporarily reassigned by the Admiral to patrol the seas, so they'll be a little late," said the British battlecruiser next to the American light cruiser.

"Why should the weak fight? True double bombardment! A pair of Qs!" The IJN battleship below the British battlecruiser unleashed a pair of Queens and continued, "We clearly agreed to play an invitational tournament today, their admiral is too mean."

"What can you protect with just your heart, B2... um... whitewashing two opponents!!" The American aircraft carrier girl, who crushed everyone with a one-on-two attack, replied, "There's nothing I can do. Although their admiral doesn't object to ship girls playing games, he doesn't really support it either. He's an older generation, so it's normal for there to be a generation gap."

"I can't afford it." Surprisingly, he'd managed to snag a two-on-one situation despite being outnumbered four to one. The American light cruiser asked, "How long will we have to wait?"

"I can't afford it either, who knows? Although they said it would take at most half an hour, who knows how long it would take if we encountered deep-sea ship girls," the British battlecruiser replied, taking a sip of red tea.

"You can't afford either of them? Cricket against two, I'm the battleship that turns the impossible into possible, four nines!" The IJN battleship, having thrown out a deck of cards, asked with some concern, "I heard the captain started a live stream. Won't it damage the team's image if we play cards here?"

"It's okay, it's just a live stream of the game, not our card game. Besides, it's good to delay a bit so we can get more viewers," he said to the American aircraft carrier that was pinned down by the bomb.

"Oh, that's good. By the way, do you want four nines?" The IJN battleship reminded the aircraft carrier to call out.

"Four nines, taste despair, big and small..." Before the American carrier could recognize the pair of kings in its hand, the American heavy cruiser disguised as a light cruiser next to it suddenly said, "Here they come, take your positions."

"What's coming?" It took the American aircraft carrier a while to realize what the light cruiser was talking about. It threw down the cards in its hand and asked while crawling into its virtual cabin, "They're really here?"

"That's what the captain said. Also, the Tanuki Group changed its name. They probably went online secretly from some secret base."

Along with this statement from the American light cruiser, the ship girls who were playing cards, mahjong, or having barbecue in the naval base's recreation room, which was filled with all sorts of virtual pods, all dropped what they were doing and rushed into their own virtual pods with military-like speed.

"It's a newly registered account. The opposing naval base must be in dire straits," the aircraft carrier remarked as it entered the virtual world and opened the game interface.

"So the admiral is the best." The IJN battleship next to the American aircraft carrier said happily.

"Even if you're the best, it's not your turn to take the ring." The British battlecruiser retorted, having been told by the IJN battleship why the weak should have bombs.

"Go drive your vehicle properly!" the IJN battleship said angrily, its harsh reality exposed. "Besides, as long as you swing your hoe well, there's no corner you can't dig down."

"Aren't you afraid of being shot down by the secretary ship if you say that? Can you withstand her 460mm guns?" asked the American light cruiser, who was also the tank commander.

"Um... what kind of car did Captain Z1 assign us to drive today?" Upon hearing about the secretary ship's 460mm super long gun, the ship girl, who was also an IJN battleship like the secretary ship, said awkwardly.

"A 1951 model T54, Hood, can you drive this vehicle?" the American light cruiser commander asked the driver, Hood.

"Five pairs of road wheels?" Upon hearing this question, Hood hesitated for a moment before replying, "Not very proficient, but I've practiced for a while, so it should be just about enough."

"Huh? Captain, are you sending us down the mountain?" The IJN battleship, acting as a gunner, asked curiously upon hearing about the assigned tanks.

“The captain must have her reasons. If you’re not comfortable with it, Hood, I’ll ask the captain to switch our positions so we won’t be playing forward anymore,” the light cruiser captain replied to his squad members.

"Absolutely not! We fought hard to get the forward position, Hood, we believe in you!" the ammunition loader of the American aircraft carrier said to pilot Hood.

“But I don’t really believe in myself.” Just as Hood was speaking, a tank with five pairs of road wheels appeared in front of the squad members.

"It's okay, it's okay, 59, just go for it!" said the IJN battleship gunner who climbed into the vehicle from her hatch.

"The space is so small," Hood said disappointedly as he crouched down through the cockpit opening.

"That's how Soviet tanks are, you'll get used to it." The American carrier girl, who was following behind the IJN battleship girl as she climbed in, squatted down and patted Hood on the shoulder.

"Get ready, we're loading the map," shouted the last light cruiser to enter the T54 tank, with half of his body sticking out of the vehicle.

"Okay, okay, by the way, what map is it today?" Hood asked, bending down as he closed the cockpit door.

"Random map." The light cruiser captain, glancing at the changing surroundings, closed the top hatch and entered the vehicle, saying.

"Random?" As a semi-professional player, driver Hu De naturally knew about the game's random map. It wasn't a fixed map that was randomly selected, but rather a map that was automatically generated randomly under all conditions. This was a severe test for the driver.

"No wonder the captain chose the T54," said the American carrier loader after playing with the shells for a while.

“Yes, a tank with mediocre overall stats is indeed suitable for this kind of random map, especially for us as the vanguard,” said the IJN battleship gunner.

"Looks like the opponent has made similar choices..." After entering the game, the commander of the light cruiser who saw the opponent's tank selection said, "Huh? The opponent actually picked the CV33? What kind of tactic is this?"

"CV33? That 'eye car'?" The commander's words startled the other ship girls in the cabin.

"Could we have chosen the wrong one?" "Should we start over?" "If we start over, can we choose a different vehicle? Soviet tanks are so hard to drive."

"Hmm, the other side shouldn't make such a basic mistake," the light cruiser said, puzzled, as he received a call from his captain.

"This is the Bubble Team, everyone's here, huh? Oh, I see, in progress."

"What's wrong?" Everyone—from the gunner and loader to the driver—was curious about the captain's changing tone.

"The other side isn't the Tanuki Group, it's a group of players who accidentally intruded." The light cruiser commander had a strange expression on his face.

"Huh? Isn't there a password to the room? Did someone leak the password?" Driver Hu De found it hard to believe.

"I don't know, but our orders are to take care of them on our own. Let's go," the light patrol captain commanded.

"Could it be that a pro player is secretly using a smurf account to sabotage the event?" the loader wondered.

"All accounts are linked, there are no alternate accounts, are you kidding me?" the gunner retorted.

"Besides, even if some ship girl is exceptionally powerful, she can't possibly defeat us with a CV33. Our 8mm machine guns can't even break the tracks of a T-54," pilot Hood encouraged.

Hearing the team members' conversation, the American light cruiser, as the tank commander, had a bad feeling.

Chapter 224 Captain, Don't Fire!

A few minutes earlier, two starship girls piloting CV33s appeared amidst a group of tanks that were far superior to them in both size and caliber.

"Supreme Arbitrator Adun, I have a feeling something's not right," Hyperion asked Commander Adun through the observation port of the CV33 cockpit.

“I’m not blind,” Ardon said after glancing through the commander’s observation eye at the somewhat strange atmosphere outside.

As a beginner's car, the CV33 stands out too much among a bunch of high-end and top-of-the-line cars.

"These should be my teammates, right?" Hyperion asked, swaying back and forth in his CV33.

“Theoretically speaking, yes, they are indeed teammates,” Ardon said, glancing at the game menu.

“But why do I have a bad feeling?” Hyperion asked nervously.

"Calm down..." Adun said as he compared and identified the high-level tanks around him one by one.

"I can't stay calm. Should we fight or run? Please give the order, Your Excellency." Even as a starship girl, Hyperion knew that her tiny mini-tank was no match for these large tanks.

In a randomly generated virtual world, the Hyperion is not the only ship that cannot remain calm.

"Damn it, why didn't they contact us before starting?" The captain of Adun's faction complained, looking at the CV33 moving around in front of him.