The Naval Base of the Unnamed Ship Girls

Oh, so it wasn't the Deep Sea Fleet's fault. The admiral was slightly relieved to learn that the situation wasn't so bad.

Don't worry about the ship's rudder. As an admiral, to be knocked into the medical room by your own ship girl is something that will be laughed at so much that you'll never be able to hold your head up again.

The admiral's angry gaze fell on Adun, who was still eating an apple, only to be met with a cold stare from the 3333-valued "aircraft carrier".

"I want an apple too..." After glaring at each other for a while, the admiral said dejectedly. Compared to being hit by his own ship girl, being scared to the point of wanting to go home by the possibility of a Deep Sea Princess seemed more embarrassing.

"This is the last one." Adon glanced at the half-eaten ammunition apple in his hand, then at the seven or eight apple cores on the admiral's bedside table, and felt that it was a bit unfair of him to finish the apple that Kokang had given to the admiral.

"If you don't eat it now, it'll be gone, you bastard! Don't think I didn't see it!" The admiral said with tears streaming down his face, stretching his neck out and taking a big bite of the half-eaten apple in Adun's hand.

"Hey, it's normal to share the apples that are given to you while you're in the hospital, right?" Adun thought to himself as he wiped his hands, complaining that the apples tasted absolutely awful.

"Anyone can say that, but it makes no sense to say it when it comes to you, the culprit." Even though he couldn't use his hands, the admiral, who had managed to crunch through half an ammunition apple with just his mouth, complained, "Besides, I'm at least half a ship girl. As long as I'm not dead, why not just throw me into the repair ditch? Why wrap me up like this?"

We know that you, Admiral, are so powerful that you can solve all your health problems with the repair canal, but what if you escape through the tunnel in the repair canal?

You asked if there are any tunnels at the newly built naval base repair canal? These are all details, don't worry about the details. Only fools worry about the details.

"After a temporary meeting, it was decided that you, Admiral, urgently need to rest in bed to avoid being arrested by the military police for desertion. That would not only embarrass you, Admiral, but also make us, your ship girls, lose face," Adun said seriously.

"..." The admiral stared at Adon with an expression of utter disbelief.

"...According to the revised Naval Charter issued by the Naval Governor, all ship girls who flee from battle under the command of the front-line naval bases shall have their ship equipment space forcibly dismantled after capture." Adon said the second half of the sentence in a calm tone.

"...Sorry." The admiral, who was a top student, naturally knew about this rule, but he had forgotten about it because he was frightened by the Princess-class Abyssal.

“Actually, I’d really like to test the so-called level of the Governor’s Military Police.” A glint flashed in Ardon’s eyes again.

"Don't try to comfort me like that. I'm really sorry for what happened before," the admiral said softly, thinking that Adon was just saying it to make him feel better.

Hey, did I say I was just trying to comfort you? Given your relationship with the Deep Sea Princess, even if we have no future with humans, we can still go to the Deep Sea. Before betraying you, we can make a grand pledge of allegiance at the Governor's Mansion.

"Can you untie these things?" The admiral, who was still not on the same wavelength as Yaton, tried again and found that he could not get rid of the bandages and splints on his body.

Seeing that Admiral Yaton didn't make any move, the admiral said in a serious tone, "I was just joking before. As your admiral, how could I be afraid of a... a nameless deep-sea princess?"

No matter how serious your tone is, it can't hide the trembling you're making when you mention the Deep Sea Princess, Admiral.

However, since the admiral has already said all that, let's just believe her this once.

Ardon recalled how the admiral, out of concern for them, had risked his life to wobble and tread on the water to greet them.

Everyone says that aircraft carrier-class ship girls are all good-tempered, but I never expected that I, as an Ark-class ship, would be so soft-hearted. If I were a battleship, I would definitely give the admiral a stern lecture.

Thinking of this, Adon stood up and called out to the outside of the medical room:

"Kokang, come in and clean the floor, oh no, I mean come in and cut the bandages."

"Waaaaah, Admiral!! I thought you really didn't want Kogan anymore!! Waaaaah!" Kogan, having pushed the destroyer's speed and agility to the limit, rushed into the medical room and collapsed onto her admiral.

It seems that this ship girl, who idolizes her admiral, has been waiting outside the medical room.

But... Kokang, no matter what, you're still a ship. Won't it cause some problems if you push the admiral down like that?

Before Yaton could even voice his complaints, the medical room bed, which had only been used once, creaked and ended its journey through life.

"Admiral? Admiral? Admiral, what's wrong with you, Admiral? Wake up, Admiral!" Kogan, who had regained her senses, exclaimed as she shook the Admiral, whose soul had already flown out halfway. With her shaking, the remaining half of his soul was visibly flying away as well.

"Sister Yaton, what's wrong with the Admiral?" Kogan asked anxiously, not understanding what had happened.

“I’m going to send a telegram to the Governor’s Palace to report the death in the line of duty…” Ardon, clutching his forehead, stood up and walked out, ignoring the chaos in the medical room.

"Huh?" Kokang looked completely bewildered.

"Okay, I mean, I'll go and drain the repair ditch."

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I now write three chapters a day, and sometimes four or five when I'm in the mood, and then I upload one to two chapters a day.

After a week of preparation, and seeing that I have more than 30 chapters saved up, I now feel that I have a great advantage.

Chapter Thirteen: My Admiral Can't Be This Cowardly

Given that the current human ship girl faction only has one person and two ship girls in the naval base numbered 666, and that the construction machine has broken down and the ship girl may be being targeted by a certain Abyssal Princess, it is unlikely that there will be any possibility of reinforcements in the short term.

So the naval commander's office, which had just had its windows covered with newspapers to barely block the sea breeze, became the main area of ​​activity for the one man on two ships. He would hold meetings, chat, eat, and make some operational plans that he would never actually carry out.

The sea chart near the naval base, which had been circled in red by Adun, was still hanging on the wall behind the admiral's desk. The admiral, who had consumed a high-speed repair bucket in his human form, was striking a pose reminiscent of Commander Ikari, watching over his subordinates.

"I say, don't you have any suggestions?" The admiral, having waited for a long time and finding that neither Adun nor Kogan had made any comments, asked, somewhat unable to hold back any longer.

"Whatever the admiral says, Kokang will do, hum!" Kokang replied without looking up, engrossed in reading a book he'd apparently bought from some street stall.

As for why he didn't even lift his head, it was because Kokang's other hand was busy chugging a bottle of fuel vodka into his mouth.

"I didn't ask you, and you're not allowed to drink during work hours!" The admiral felt his head, which had just recovered from the brink of a concussion, start to ache again. Having lost faith in his furry friend, the admiral could only shift his gaze to Yaton, who was sitting opposite Kokang.

"Admiral, are you asking me?" Upon hearing the admiral's words, Adon shifted his attention from the small cube in his hand and asked blankly.

"Is there a fourth person here?" The black aura emanating from the admiral caused the pen holder in front of her to sway slightly.

"Tsk... Are you the admiral or am I the admiral?" Completely immune to the dark aura, Adun flipped the small cube in his hand like a coin between his slender fingers, speaking in a tone that said, "Admiral, do whatever you want."

"It was definitely a mistake to place my hopes on you." Upon realizing that the black aura was useless, the admiral instantly transformed it into an aura of despondency, slumping weakly onto the table.

"Why should we place our hopes on you?" Adun asked curiously, fiddling with the small cube in her hand that the admiral called a wireless communication device. "You are the admiral of the naval base, and we are your ship girls. All we need to do is obey your orders."

Even if there are a dozen Deep Sea Princesses outside right now, and you ask us to launch a single-pronged attack, we will never launch a double-pronged attack.

“That’s why I can’t do it…” The dejected admiral continued, slumped on the table, “If we send you out, what if we encounter a full-strength deep-sea patrol fleet, or even a group of deep-sea fleets?”

"Just fight if we encounter them!" Adun said nonchalantly. Even though the rookie ship girl had made many mistakes in the previous conflict, she never hesitated. Let alone Adun, who had the identity of a Protoss Ark.

As an Ark, its activation signifies that the Protoss civilization is in its most critical moment. Any hesitation would mean utter destruction, and the failure of the Spear of Adun would mean that a once brilliant civilization has been reduced to a handful of cosmic junk.

"What if we can't beat them?" The admiral's question only earned him a glare from Adon.

"Okay, our newbie admiral has a different worldview than you, a hero-class ship girl."

Even now, the admiral still finds it incredible that he was able to build a hero-class aircraft carrier with only 3333 basic materials.

"If you can't beat them, just run away. If you can't run away, fight to the death until you sink." Adun felt that this kind of moral issue had little to do with whether someone was a hero or not.

“As long as our sinking is worthwhile, I don’t think we’ll have any complaints,” Adun said in a casual, conversational tone, as if he were discussing something of life and death.

"I can't do it." The admiral muttered, his body shrank slightly as if he had been dazzled by the brilliance of Adun.

"War is not entertainment." Ardon felt that she was developing into a battleship older sister type.

"I don't want to see any of your ships sink." At Admiral Adon's words, his figure shrank a little more.

Could it be that this seemingly clueless and goofy admiral might have had some less-than-ideal experiences? Adun looked at the admiral, who was already huddled behind his desk, thought carefully, and then, after considering his grammar, slowly said:

"In that case, Admiral, why don't you reconsider my suggestion from before: to join the Deep Sea Fleet?"

"...The Governor's Office, please transfer me to the Military Police. I have a ship girl here who has been trying to defect to the Abyss."

The admiral, instantly energized by Ayton's words, immediately shook the hand-cranked telephone on the table and shouted into the receiver.

"..." Is the reaction really that big? Could it be that you, Admiral, are using this method to incite conflict between the main fleet ship girls of the naval base and the military police of the Governor's Office, so as to prepare for your own infiltration into the deep sea? As expected of the Admiral who plans ahead and thinks ten steps ahead.

"You're such a 'prepare for a rainy day' ghost! Don't ever mention joining the Deep Sea Fleet in front of me again! Or you'll be sentenced to death!!"

The admiral didn't actually hang up on the military police; these hand-cranked telephones couldn't be answered instantly, and an operator had to transfer the call.

That said, was there actually a telephone line laid all the way to the naval base?

"Why do you always focus on strange things, Adun? Once the surrounding seas are stabilized, satellite signals can cover this area. Nobody wants to use this outdated stuff."

Especially if there are people you know among the operators, you'll dislike using these hand-cranked telephones even more.

Moreover, this thing doesn't transmit information via telephone lines. As for what it relies on, go ask those white-haired scientists who turn scientific research into magical inventions.

"I see. If needed, I can launch... what you could call a satellite into space." Adun, which was defined as a mothership by the power of the world, found a few things in its ship's equipment space that could be used as aircraft.

For example, Mommy Boat, Mommy Boat, and Mommy Boat and so on.

It shouldn't be a problem to let the Protoss's ultimate strategic weapon, the Mothership, also serve as a signal relay satellite, right?

"..."

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While attending my cousin's wedding on the train to Beijing, I realized I hadn't updated today. I quickly opened my nearly dead laptop, downloaded a chapter from my cloud drive, and uploaded it.

Once I'm settled in the evening, I'll check my mood score to decide whether to release another chapter.

Chapter Thirteen: Why did the art style suddenly change?

Ultimately, the crisis at the naval base was resolved, at least temporarily. The solution was that the admiral shook the phone and connected to another naval base.

"My naval base is surrounded by the deep sea, and the construction equipment is broken, so I urgently need heavy firepower support. It's time for you to show your skills, you little brat."

"What did you say? You're just an adjutant? You can't mobilize any fleet without orders? Do you think I don't know your admiral is your old man? Let me tell you, he still owes me a meal!"

"I'll give you two choices: either bring a fleet from your old man's place right now to help me deal with the deep sea, or you can wait for me to mail all your past misdeeds to the Aoba Sun News before I die. You decide!"

"Remember to bring plenty! There's a Deep Sea Princess across the street from my house!"

That's how it was; before the person on the other end of the phone could say anything more, the admiral hung up and said it was all done.

Is this considered a resolution? If I were another admiral and knew someone like you who would threaten him with secrets, I'd be thrilled if you were taken down by the Abyss.

Becoming friends with the Admiral was truly a bad choice.

"What? When did I say he was my friend! He's my apprentice! Isn't it only natural for an apprentice to help his master when he's in trouble?" The admiral responded to Adun's bewilderment with a righteous and indignant tone.

Is this what you call an apprentice? It feels like someone has been caught red-handed and is forced to submit to being a slave.

“Your understanding is not wrong either.” The admiral acknowledged Ayton’s guess about whether he was an apprentice or a slave.

“I’m suddenly starting to believe that the guy you mentioned, Admiral, will definitely bring a fleet over.” Adun, who hadn’t expected such a dramatic turn of events, continued, “I think that fleet will probably unleash all its shells here before it conquers us from the deep sea.”

"Huh?" This time, the bewildered expression fell on the admiral's face, who was still confused about what was going on.

Although I'm not that worried, the feeling of fighting against both the Deep Sea faction and the Human Ship Girl faction at the same time doesn't seem very good.

The island where the naval base is located is only a tiny piece of land, with no strategic depth whatsoever.

No matter how intense Adun's complaints were, no matter when that friendly fleet, whose purpose was unknown, would finally arrive.

Given that this world doesn't have any advanced technology like time-space portals, the admiral's naval base must defend against a possible deep-sea invasion before that friendly fleet arrives.