The Naval Base of the Unnamed Ship Girls

These ship girls are referred to as "the Fallen" or "Fallen Ship Girls" by the human ship girls.

Because these ship girls have been in contact with the aura of the deep sea for a long time, they will gradually become similar to the deep sea. However, because they have not experienced the transformation of being sunk in battle, these ship girls have become strange creatures that are neither black nor white.

Calling them the fallen isn't entirely wrong.

Fallen angels are always angels; even if they have fallen, they are fundamentally different from the devils of hell.

If ship girls encountering deep-sea creatures is like blue and purple ships inevitably being on opposing sides and always having to fight, then when ship girls encounter fallen ones, especially some ship girls with dark pasts, their choice regarding fallen ones can be summed up in one sentence.

"When heretics and heretics are together, kill the heretics first!"

Because compared to the deep-sea ship girls who need the aura of the deep sea to fully exert their combat power, the fallen ship girls who have not yet been corrupted by the aura of the deep sea are even more dangerous and terrifying than those deep-sea ship girls.

The destructive power of an enemy's shells can never compare to that of a traitor's bullet.

Since the ceasefire with the Abyss, many corrupt ship girls have infiltrated the human ranks, causing immeasurable damage.

For some reason, the No. 233 Naval Base Renown awakened skills different from her companions. Her hatred for the Fallen was enough to make her ignore all the threats in front of her.

"Damn it..." Whether it was the third or fourth glass of whiskey, it turned into a pile of shards in the Prince of Wales's hands. Knowing what had happened, the Prince hurriedly ordered Nelson, who had been watching the commotion, "Go find the young master immediately. No matter what he's doing, call him over, or our reputation will explode again."

I might not be able to control my rampaging reputation. Damn it, why are there fallen ship girls here?

Nelson's expression was no longer as calm as when he was watching the spectacle. He asked in a tone even more flustered than the prince, "What if the young master is still seasick?"

"Pour a bucket of water on him, then carry him over!" The Prince of Wales said with the domineering air of an elder brother. Whether it's seasickness, motion sickness, or teleportation sickness, pouring a bucket of cold water is definitely more effective than taking medicine.

"What's going on?" Adun looked at the reputation that had begun to turn completely evil with some confusion, not understanding where he had drawn the other party's hatred.

"The...fallen..." The reputation, which originally had heterochromatic golden and blue pupils, now had eyes that shimmered gold. The head maid, who had always acted very professionally, slowly uttered these three words through gritted teeth.

"What Fallen Ones?" Sensing that something was amiss, Adun gestured for Wo-chan to take the still-dazed Xiao Bei away and then stood in front of the reputation with his own ship to ask.

With all its attention focused on Adun, Reputation didn't care about the departure of the two Abyssal ships. Even if there were an Abyssal Princess watching from the sidelines, Reputation wouldn't care in the slightest.

Amidst the clanging of shells being chambered from the ship's rigging, the corrupted Reputation, his voice twisted with heavy breathing, said gleefully:

"The Fallen One, hahahahaha, I actually saw the Fallen One in this remote place, hahahahahaha, today is truly my lucky day."

This transformation into a bloodthirsty monster created a stark contrast with the quiet and elegant maid outfit that Reputation wore.

"If we're going to fight, I still want to ask you one question: what is a Fallen One?" Feeling that a fight was inevitable and inexplicably breaking out, Adun helplessly unfolded the psionic blades on his arm armor.

"I'll show you that the Fallen deserve only to be blasted into scrap metal! Hahahaha... Die! Die! Die! Die! Die! Die! Die! Die, all of you!!"

A series of curses were roared out by Reputation, and all the fully loaded cannons on the ship's rigging, which Reputation had been holding, fired deadly fire at an unscientific speed.

The price of this high speed was the explosion of cannon barrel after barrel. This near-self-harm did not affect Shengwang in the slightest; on the contrary, her bloodthirsty aura grew stronger and stronger.

When the Renown ship was destroyed in an incredibly twisted position after all its gun barrels were installed, a barrage equivalent to an entire battleship girl squadron firing all of their ammunition rained down on Adun.

"At least let me know what a fallen person is."

Even L-rank Earth Spirit Temple score-farming players can't avoid this kind of unscientific barrage, Adun sighed.

Although Adun was completely baffled, she didn't pay much attention to the overwhelming barrage of comments.

Just as these artillery shells were about to riddle him with holes, Adon's gaze pierced through the gaps in the barrage and landed on the corrupted maid, who had torn herself to at least medium damage but not quite heavy damage in order to unleash this barrage.

The high-speed artillery barrage arrived as expected, with armor-piercing shells, high-explosive shells, and exploding shells all raining down on the sea surface, centered on Adun.

The splashing waves and high-temperature steam completely enveloped the area where Adun was located, and continuous explosions could be heard from within.

Knowing all along that his reputation had gone berserk after his past scandals, the Prince of Wales, whose remaining single eye was already swirling with anxiety, was now emitting a ring of mosquito coils. This was no longer a matter of whether he could handle it or not. If only he had... if only he had actually chosen that path back then, even if he wanted to lie at the bottom of the sea as scrap metal, it would be a pipe dream now.

Under such bombardment, even if you are blasted to the bottom of the ocean and become a deep sea, you will continue to be blasted to the bottom until there is absolutely no trace left.

The somewhat stiff Prince of Wales gripped the broken glass in his hand, the hard crystal glass crumbling into clumps of dust in his palm.

Especially when the Renown turned around and looked at her with cold, lifeless eyes after firing that shot, even though she knew the other party wouldn't really attack her, the near-hero-class ship girl, Prince of Wales, still felt a shiver run down her spine.

As expected of the Admiral's first secretary ship, its combat power is truly worthy of its former title as the God of War of the Pacific.

As for Adun, which was in the middle of the bombardment range, the Prince of Wales really couldn't imagine how a cumbersome aircraft carrier ship girl could survive.

Although this aircraft carrier ship girl has a bust size almost comparable to that of a top-tier battleship, it is far from the deck-sized figure of other aircraft carrier ship girls.

Unfortunately, reality slapped the Prince of Wales in the face. When the steam from the evaporated seawater dissipated, Adun stood firmly in his original spot, completely unharmed.

Chapter 47 The Great Adun

Unharmed my foot! The reason Adun was standing firmly in place wasn't because she wanted to be steady, but because she couldn't move.

Moreover, observant people will notice that although Adun usually sails on water, his feet are always a few centimeters off the surface. But now, the seawater has reached up to Adun's heels.

"I was careless, I was careless. Repairing the canal now won't be done in 99 hours. It'll be another waste of the Admiral's buckets." This is what Adun, in his current stalemate, most wants to say.

Adun originally thought that the low-level artillery fire of this world would not have much effect on the psionic shield with the physical deflection effect, but he did not expect that under the effect of the world's power, the upper limit of his psionic shield was reduced to a level that was even less than that of a Light Archon.

Compared to the psionic shield value that a Protoss Ark mothership should normally have, it's like the difference between an ant and an elephant.

In addition to the reputation-based artillery fire that inflicts heavy casualties on both sides, there are some shells with special effects, including those specifically designed to target shields. Although few in number, they are indeed capable of threatening Adun's psionic shield.

With the combined power of the world and special artillery, Adun, who forcibly transferred a portion of the solar furnace's energy to the psionic shield, was almost instantly overloaded.

The result of the overload was that Adun stood stiffly on the water, unable to even maintain flight.

Unfortunately, the other ship girls couldn't see this. The damage caused by the overload was all internal, and Adun's exterior showed no signs of damage at all.

Not only was the Prince of Wales stunned for a long time by this shocking scene, but even the two deep-sea spectators were extremely surprised.

"Wo-chan, who...who...who is she?" Seeing this scene, Xiao Bei was no longer dizzy, her back was no longer sore, and she was no longer arrogant. She tremblingly grabbed the tentacles hanging down from Wo-chan's ship equipment and asked.

"wowowowo (rising and falling tone)" I knew Yadun was great, but I didn't expect Yadun to be so great. The tone of "wo" was a real surprise.

"Oh, so you're Wo-chan's admiral. No wonder you're so...impressive?" Xiao Bei, who also understood Wo-chan's words, repeated them before realizing what her best friend was saying. The deep-sea heavy cruiser stiffly turned its head, shifting its gaze from Adun to Wo-chan, and repeated again:

"What?! You're saying that ship girl is your admiral?! How can a ship girl be an admiral? Wait, that's not the point. The point is, why did you choose a ship girl as your admiral?"

Xiao Bei spoke loudly to Wo-chan in a broken tone. Rather than the unscientific phenomenon of why a ship girl would become an admiral, Xiao Bei was more concerned about why Wo-chan chose Adun as her admiral.

Did the thing I was worried about finally happen? Nothing happened to Wo-chan. Just as she hoped, Wo-chan found someone with enough aluminum pipes to be her admiral, even if that person was a ship girl.

Wait, enough aluminum tubes? Xiao Bei's pupils, which had been dilating, returned to the two white circles unique to deep-sea ship girls. After careful consideration, she realized that if someone was really willing to provide enough aluminum tubes for Wo-chan, then it seemed that Wo-chan's defection to the enemy was not incomprehensible.

However, Xiao Bei turned her gaze back to Ya Dun, who was still standing there "showing off," and after carefully confirming that she wasn't seeing things, asked wo-chan:

"If I'm not mistaken, your admiral is also an aircraft carrier, right, Wo-chan?"

"Wo" (Yes, the support supply mothership) nodded in agreement with Xiao Bei's words.

Not noticing the fundamental difference between the terms "mothership" and "aircraft carrier," Xiao Bei suddenly felt a surge of sympathy and pity for Admiral Wo-chan, the "aircraft carrier" ship girl Adun.

It's a universal truth that warships consume steel and aircraft carriers consume aluminum, and the more powerful a ship girl is, the more she consumes these basic resources.

Judging from the figure of the "aircraft carrier" ship girl Adun, as well as her combat power that she has just shown, she can definitely be considered a super big sister whose combat power and appetite are enough to bankrupt a naval base.

Xiao Bei, who used to be the logistics warehouse manager of the Deep Sea Princess's home port, often used his position to help the hungry Wo-chan. Even if he didn't have an exact figure, he had a general idea of ​​how much Wo-chan could eat.

Now, an aircraft carrier whose appetite is perhaps no less than that of Wo-chan is actually willing to share its food with Wo-chan, even in exchange for becoming Wo-chan's admiral. In Xiao Bei's eyes, this behavior is extremely saintly. Is this what the myth of feeding tigers with one's own body and feeding Wo-chan with aluminum means?

In an instant, the already tall Ardon appeared even taller in Xiao Bei's eyes, and a faint shadow even appeared behind Ardon's head in Xiao Bei's eyes.

Of course, if Xiao Bei knew that Ya Dun gave all his aluminum to Wo Jiang because he completely disdained the low-grade resources of this world and didn't like the taste of Kokang aluminum-made bread, all her illusions would be shattered.

On the other side of the battlefield, seeing the Prince of Wales's bewildered expression, Renown realized that his barrage of artillery fire had not achieved the desired effect.

As expected, the "pure woman" approach of never looking back at an explosion never ends well. Holding the ship's rigging, now completely blown apart and billowing smoke, she turned to look at the "unscathed" Adun, and, in a way that a British maid would never normally use, said:

"So, even this didn't work? You really are a disgusting degenerate. Even cannonballs are trying to avoid your filthy and ugly body."

"Phew..." Having wasted too much time due to the miscalculation of reputation, Adun, after adjusting the system and performing emergency maintenance, finally recovered from the overload. Seeing that the other party still seemed to have ideas, Adun smiled and said:

"I think there must be some misunderstanding between us. I came to greet you on the orders of the Admiral. What you're doing... puts me in a difficult position."

"The Admiral's orders?" Upon hearing Adun's words, the Prince of Wales finally realized Adun's identity and quickly said to Reputation, "Reputation, that's enough."

Regardless of whether this aircraft carrier ship girl is a fallen ship girl or not, given the relationship between the ship girl's admiral and the young master, whatever the outcome, it will be difficult to resolve.

Unfortunately, Reputation, who had already fallen into a strange and corrupted state, did not hear or care about the Prince of Wales's words. She glanced at her ship equipment, which was almost completely damaged, and a strange smile appeared on her lips. Then she trembled slightly.

"Splash..." A decommissioned triple-mounted main gun detached from the ship's rigging and sank into the sea.

"Reputation, what are you doing?" If he weren't currently in Glory Mode and the young master wasn't in the cabin, the Prince of Wales would have wanted to rush over and give the head maid a good whack on the head upon seeing Reputation's actions.

Prince of Wales' words had no effect. Main guns, secondary guns, deck, radar, rudder, anchor—one by one, the ship parts representing the ship girl's identity fell from Renown's hands into the sea, disintegrating as if on their own, into pieces of non-combustible waste that sank to the bottom of the sea.

"I have waited a long time for this day." As Renown uttered these words, the ship's rigging, which she had been dismantling like a rifle, was reduced to its last remaining keel.

Then, with another light shake, the metal plate attached to the keel fell off, and a classic Winchester lever-action rifle appeared in the hands of Renown, who should have been holding the ship's keel.

The reputation figure, having pulled a dagger from under his skirt and sheathed it under the barrel of a gun, raised his weapon and chanted in an incredibly holy tone:

"Listen to the death knell that will toll, fallen one, for this is the holy flame of vengeance bestowed upon you."

Chapter 48 didn't feel familiar.

Thousands of kilometers away from the waters near Naval Base 666, in the liaison room of Naval Base 233, the "battleship maniac" admiral of the Eastern Pacific Theater shoved his half-burnt cigar into the ashtray and rubbed it.

"Honey, what happened? Is it about the baby?" Helena, the wife and part-time secretary, asked softly, seemingly oblivious to the smoke-filled communication room.

"Something came up, but it has nothing to do with him," the general said, shaking his head to comfort his wife.

Hearing her husband say that, Helena breathed a sigh of relief and asked, "What is it?"

Admiral Renown first mentioned one of the earliest ship girls to follow him, then paused briefly before sighing and saying, "She encountered a fallen ship girl."

"Has that child not yet moved on from what happened back then?" Helena, who immediately understood why her husband was sighing, stepped forward and leaned against the general, asking.

"After all, it was a whole large column back then, and in the end, only her ship came back." There was nothing that could change what had already happened. The admiral said in a heavy tone, "In the end, it was my fault. I ruined them."

“Darling, you did nothing wrong. If it weren’t for your choice, this sea area wouldn’t be like this now,” Helena comforted her husband, gently patting his back.

"Yes, if I were given the choice again, I might still do the same thing. Regardless of whether there are those degenerates or not, there are some things that must be done."

Sometimes the general wonders if he regrets his choice and the consequences. No matter how many times he asks himself this question, his answer is always the same: "I regret it, but I will not change my decision."

The only difference is that facing the outcome with the knowledge of the ending only brings more pain.

While the bigwigs in the distant naval base were discussing the Reputation, the ship's hull-modified rifle, known as the Vengeful Flame by the Reputation, collided with a blue psionic blade in close combat.

"Huh?" Looking at the ship-mounted rifle that hadn't broken despite being directly attacked by the psionic blade, Adun temporarily suppressed his doubts about why the other side had chosen to engage in boarding combat.

However, to be fair, this little girl is quite strong. Theoretically, the super-massive Adun shouldn't be weaker than any other ship girl in the world. But she found that she couldn't suppress the rampaging boarding battlecruiser in front of her with just one hand.