The Naval Base of the Unnamed Ship Girls

It's likely that the Blizzard designers were commemorating the 460s on the largest battleship in human history.

☆, Chapter 162 The Wondrous Creations of Guogan

When Tidus arrived at his secret base, the small ballistic missile launcher, with Adun and Hyperion South Dakota, he was about to ask Hyperion if it was permissible to install a signal tower there.

Then I saw my initial ship, the Courageous, wearing a strange protective suit, busy with a welding gun and a screwdriver.

"Kogan, what are you doing? Didn't you say you were going to sleep?" Tidu shouted as he rushed over to see what this brat was up to.

"Ah, Admiral, be careful! Don't come any closer, it's dangerous here." Seeing his admiral's condition, Kogan quickly stopped him.

"Danger? What danger?" Startled by the bold reaction, Tidu immediately stopped and carefully searched for a place to step among the pile of pipes.

“I think…” Ardon walked up to a screen that was still on, tapped a few keys on the keyboard, looked at the data flashing on the screen, and said, “The danger that Kogan is talking about is this.”

"Huh?" Tidu, who had tiptoed closer to Adun, saw a bunch of design drawings on the screen that looked like artillery shells or missiles, along with the text next to them: "A Feasibility Study on the Singularity Effect Induced by Hypervelocity Proton Impacts."

"Kogan, what kind of trouble are you up to?" Tidu asked Kogan, who had come closer, after looking at the strange design for a long time without understanding what it was.

"Kokang wanted to make himself more useful." Unexpectedly, he was caught red-handed for secretly making this thing. Kokang lowered his head and looked like he had admitted his mistake and begged for forgiveness.

"Where did you get the resources to do all this?" Tidu asked, looking at the ballistic missile launcher that had been modified beyond recognition.

"It was mainly saved from making that train gun, and part of it was from my school textbook expenses," Kokang said weakly.

“…No wonder you made up an excuse about losing your books back then,” Tidu replied with an "I see," but quickly realized that this wasn't the time to talk about that.

"I'm asking what you're doing?"

"Kogan is just trying to become a little more useful." Kogan repeated what he had just said, then looked up and glanced at Yaton, who was focused on the design.

"Is that all?" Tidu was somewhat surprised to find that Kokang had not lied to him.

"That's how it is. It's because Sister Yaton is too amazing, and the naval base doesn't even have an expeditionary route. I feel so useless," Kogan said, sounding like he was about to cry.

"...You mean this thing is a weapon similar to your train cannon?" Tidu thought for a long time but still couldn't bring herself to scold Guogan before asking.

"Mhm." Seeing that Tidu didn't scold him, Guogan quickly nodded and said.

"Ugh, why are these ship girls so troublesome..." Tidu felt a little dizzy.

Ardon, who had just finished looking at the design, glanced at Hyperion and asked, "You should bear the main responsibility for this, right?"

“Huh? What responsibility do I bear? I clearly…” Hyperion retorted.

“Then next time you do something like this, remember to finish up. I’m not blind,” Adun said, pointing to a Terren Empire logo in the bottom right corner of the screen.

"Hey! You didn't delete it?" Hyperion, who also saw the mark, said somewhat awkwardly, "After all, Kokang treated them to a lot of drinks."

"And then you gave this information to Kokang as a return gift?" Adon, who could guess what Hyperion had done even with a protective shield, asked.

"It's not exactly data; it's just a theory that no one has been able to disprove. Who knew that Gogan would actually be able to produce it?" Hyperion, who wasn't blind either, could tell that when the group of ship girls and the admiral arrived, Gogan was already close to completing the manufacturing of that weapon.

"Then how do you explain this..." Adun took out a small missile that had been broken in two, the contents of which were nowhere to be found.

"Huh? Isn't this my Apocalypse warhead? Why is it in your hands?" Hyperion snatched the small missile from Adun's hand and asked in a panic.

“I think we need to ban you from drinking.” Hyperion’s situation was nothing more than drinking leading to trouble, Adun said with a sigh.

"I'll be more careful in the future." Upon hearing that Adun was going to forbid him from drinking, Hyperion immediately softened.

"...Adon, is this thing that Kokang made dangerous?" Sensing something amiss in Adon's words, Tidu asked cautiously.

“Danger?” Adon glanced around before focusing his gaze on the bold creation and said, “If it can truly achieve what the blueprints describe, then it can’t be simply described as dangerous.”

"What do you mean? Don't scare me. A ship can scare people to death." Although Tidu refused to believe it, he still obediently walked far away from the ballistic missile launcher that had been modified by Kokang.

"The thing that Kokang built, simply put, is to use a strong magnetic field to confine the explosive power of the Apocalypse Fusion Bomb, and then use this force to collide with protons to produce a spatial collapse effect at the material level, creating a pseudo-singularity."

Yaton explained the purpose of the shell, or rather the missile, manufactured by Kokang, in what he considered a relatively simple explanation.

"Um, Adun, could you explain it more simply?" Ti asked, her eyes wide with confusion, even though she understood each word individually but had no idea what Adun was saying when put together.

Not to mention Tidu, even the well-informed deep-sea... oh no, the wandering ship girl South Dakota was also dumbfounded.

"..." Adon considered how to explain the shell in simpler terms.

"Do you know what a black hole is?" Hyperion asked immediately when he saw that Adun was trying to explain even the simplest explanation.

"Of course I know." Tidu and South Dakota both nodded to indicate that they knew what a black hole was.

"That's simple, isn't it? The thing your ship girl made explodes into a tiny black hole. It's super small, but it's still a black hole, right? It sucks everything in in a flash." Hyperion explained "simply" while striking an exaggerated pose.

“Sound cannot be transmitted.” Not to mention sound, not even light can be transmitted. Adun raised a slight objection to Hyperion’s words.

"...Ahem, I was just giving a casual explanation, as long as you can understand it." Hyperion coughed, not expecting Adun to be so concerned about such a detail.

"...You mean, that shell can create a black hole?"

"Yes, it's an Imperial product, honest and reliable. To be precise, it was either blown up or knocked out."

"..." A gust of wind blew by, and Tidu and South Dakota, which had weathered into rocks, shattered into pieces.

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No recommendations next week, so I can update twice a week and save up some chapters.

☆, Chapter 163 Admiral, do you want to change garrison commands?

"Is this the thing that can blast out a black hole?" Tidus carefully held the bomb core that Adun and Hyperion had dismantled together, asking with lingering fear.

"If it can be detonated as described in the design drawings, it will indeed create a black hole, but it will be very small. Beyond a certain range, it will only have an impact," said Adun, who was still somewhat uneasy after removing the core and checking the bomb bay.

"How small is 'very small'?" Ti asked, sounding a little too nervous.

"Let me think... Hyperion, is your Apocalypse-class fusion bomb the standard version?" Adun asked Hyperion, who was disassembling the launch pad.

"Why would I bother making a special Apocalypse fusion bomb?" Hyperion replied without looking up.

"If that's the case, let's replace the impact force with an Apocalypse-class fusion bomb... uh... I take back what I just said." After calculating the result, Adun looked at Kogan with a somewhat helpless expression and said.

"Which sentence did you just say?" Tidu's heart skipped a beat.

"That phrase, 'It's only very small,'" Adun sighed deeply, once again experiencing the unique characteristics of Soviet-style ship girls.

"How big is it?" Tidi had a feeling that she shouldn't be discussing size with a ship girl whose main body was hundreds of kilometers long.

"If we're talking about maximizing the damage, um, Nanda, are there any suitable islands nearby for a naval base?" Adon suddenly asked Nandakota, who was next to Tidu, after saying half of his sentence.

“There are a few, but none of them are really suitable as naval bases.” The Abyssal wandering ship girl, South Dakota, replied, wondering why Adun was asking her about these things.

"Hey, Adun, what do you mean by this?" Tidu asked in surprise, equally puzzled as to why Adun would suddenly ask such a question.

"They're looking for a backup island for our naval base," Adun said, using the excuse that he had a legitimate reason for asking.

"What do you mean? Could it be..." Tidus, who roughly knew what Adun was talking about, felt his hands trembling as he held the bomb core.

"What else could it be? This thing will probably destroy the island if it blows it up." After dismantling the missile and launcher, Hyperion clapped his hands and said to Adun, "All done."

"Are you sure everything's all taken care of?" Adon asked, still a little uneasy.

"All potential dangers have been resolved. Rest assured, Imperial technology is trustworthy," Hyperion said, patting his chest.

"Thud..." Finally snapping out of Hyperion's explanation, Tidu lost her grip on the bomb core and dropped it to the ground.

"Ah... Help... I'm going to die!!" Terrified and collapsing, Tidu's legs gave way and she fell to the ground, sobbing uncontrollably.

"...Why are you so excited? I've already blocked it. You could kick it like a ball and it wouldn't explode." Seeing her admiral's excited reaction, Adun sighed and pulled her up.

“Exactly, you don’t trust the Empire… cough, you don’t trust the Protoss technology.” Hyperion spoke without any hesitation about the fact that his core had been thrown to the ground by Tydu.

"Look at this deep... cough, this wandering ship girl, she didn't react at all. As a commander, you must have composure in the face of danger."

"I just couldn't move because my legs were too weak." South Dakota, the wandering ship girl who was also startled but reacted much better than Titu, shook her head and said.

Now, this Deep Sea Princess, disguised as a ship girl, just wants to say that even after so many years, Soviet ship girls have maintained this characteristic for hundreds of years.

"Really...really...really won't explode?" Tidu asked, trying to steady herself but always failing.

"The more high-tech the bomb, the more demanding the triggering conditions are. It's not like a hand grenade that explodes upon impact," Adun said, trying to reassure his admiral.

"Is...is...that's how it is? Then I...I'm...relieved." Tidu, who could barely speak, seemed to have completely lost the demeanor of the Central Academy's female demon.

Especially after Adun said that this was high technology and would never explode casually, he asked Hyperion, whether intentionally or unintentionally, "Is that right?"

Just as Tidu had managed to stand up unsteadily, her legs gave way again and she collapsed onto Adon.

Feeling that if things continued like this, Titi would be unintentionally driven to a mental breakdown by her initial ship girl, South Dakota, who was still able to walk, quickly pulled Titi to Kogan's side, leaving the two starship girls, who didn't think it was too dangerous, chatting while holding bomb cores.

"By the way, why would a battlecruiser like yours have an Apocalypse fusion bomb, and a ghost school in your ship's equipment space?" Adun asked the Hyperion, fiddling with the black hole bomb core that had been modified by the Grim Reaper.

"Is this surprising? My Yamato guns use the Apocalypse Fusion Bomb as ammunition." Hyperion was surprised that Adun didn't know the role of the Apocalypse Fusion Bomb in a battlecruiser like its own.

"Huh? Your Yamato cannon uses fusion bombs as ammunition?" Adun asked, somewhat surprised.

"Yes, the operating mechanism of the Yamato cannon is to first detonate a fusion bomb in the barrel, and then throw out the fusion energy bound by the strong magnetic field." Hyperion patiently explained the operating mechanism of the main gun of the Terren Empire battlecruiser.

"So that's how it is..." Adun said speechlessly, "You humans are really something..." He hadn't expected that even the Protoss would find the Yamato battlecruiser's cannons, which were a headache for them, to operate in this way.

"What's wrong with us humans?" Hyperion asked, puzzled by Adun's reaction.

"How should I put it? Perhaps it's because my thought process is so fresh and unconventional," Ardon thought for a moment and came up with a suitable adjective.

"Why do I get the feeling that you're calling me mentally ill?" Hyperion keenly sensed the hidden meaning in Adun's words.

“I think you’ve misunderstood…” Adon said, tossing the bomb in his hand to Hyperion.

“Wait, there’s something I’ve been wanting to clarify.” After swallowing the bomb whole, Hyperion seemed to remember something and said, “In terms of ship type, I should be a battlecruiser, not a battlecruiser.”

"I'm still a support supply mothership..." Knowing the difference between a battlecruiser and a battlecruiser, Adun could only think that his Ark had been renamed a support supply ship.

"What? You've become a supply ship? Haha... Hahahaha... Hahahahaha!" Upon hearing that the Adun was a ship type, the Hyperion instantly forgot about its ship type being changed by the power of the world and burst into laughter, clutching its stomach.

"..." If it weren't for the fear that his punch would blow a black hole in the Hyperion's stomach, Adun really wanted to give this "battlecruiser" another abdominal punch.

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Hmm... I found a small bug in the draft while writing it. I spent the whole afternoon trying to fix it but couldn't. Oh well, I'll just make up some excuse later.

Chapter 164 Fishing

When they arrived, Charlotte, the young master of Naval Base 233, was aboard the Prince of Wales's Glory Ship. When they left, because Charlotte had left the Prince of Wales at Naval Base 666, Vanguard took over.