The Naval Base of the Unnamed Ship Girls

Chapter 168 An Encounter with a Passerby

Less than a hundred kilometers away, in a certain sea area, an aircraft carrier is slowly and steadily sailing on the sea.

A ship girl dressed in the same red and black naval uniform as WoSex, but without her ship rigging activated, was looking at the location of the reconnaissance plane that had noticed Adun and her group. A sales pitch appeared on her lips as she said:

"I did eat just now, but what I ate was not quite what you were thinking."

"Dear Dumpling, can I have a few days off?" A male admiral lying on a beach chair on the deck next to the Essex ship girl said weakly.

"Darling, you promised you'd definitely build the little boat this time!" The Essex ship girl, completely different from Wo-chan's taciturn style, immediately leaned over her admiral and drew small circles on his body with her finger as soon as she heard him speak.

"These things can't be rushed," the admiral muttered, his forehead beaded with cold sweat as he was pressed down by an aircraft carrier weighing tens of thousands of tons.

“That’s true. It’s not easy to get out and play with you alone, Admiral. There’s no need to rush to build a small boat.” Despite saying that, this “considerate” Essex had already started to get handsy with its own admiral.

"Ahem, what do you mean by 'going out alone'? I'm here at the academy to report on my duties; I have important business to attend to." Feeling he might die if this happened again, the admiral quickly broke free from his secretary ship, stood up, and changed the subject:

"Who were you just telling yourself that you've already eaten?"

"Oh, one of my kids spotted a hero battleship." Essex wasn't annoyed that her admiral was trying to get away from her. Anyway, the ring was already on her ring finger, and she wasn't going out with those mistresses from the naval base this time, so she wasn't worried about not being able to build a small boat.

"A hero-class battleship girl? Is she an ally?" Upon hearing his secretary ship say this, the male admiral quickly put on his naval cap, straightened his clothes, and smoothed out the wrinkles before asking.

"We haven't exchanged verification information yet, but we can confirm that they are allies. Wait a minute, we have some new intelligence coming in from over there." Essex's eyes went slightly unfocused. For an aircraft carrier girl, doing this means focusing all her attention on one of her own aircraft or a certain formation's carrier-based aircraft.

"Confirmed, the opposite side consists of ship girls from Naval Base 233 and Temporary Naval Base 666." Despite Adun's unreliable orders, Vanguard still exchanged information between his own naval base and Adun's naval base as normal.

"233? That gorilla's ship girl? Is that battleship Prince of Wales, Veneto, or Washington?" The admiral of Essex recalled for a moment and remembered the battleship fanatic admiral Xia Yuantang.

"It's Vanguard" - Essex recognized the true identity of the Glory-form battleship at first glance.

"Vanguard? She's become a Hero-class ship too?" The Admiral of Essex remembered that when the last intelligence update came out, Vanguard was a new ship girl, at most someone with good talent.

"Admiral, are you complaining that you don't have enough hero-class ship girls?" Essex said somewhat unhappily when she saw that her admiral's tone contained some praise.

"How could that be? The admiral is a veteran general, a top figure before the Pacific theater split up. It's normal for him to have many hero ship girls under his command." The admiral quickly reassured his backyard.

"So what if they have a lot of hero-class ship girls? If it comes to a head-on confrontation, our 117th Naval Base isn't necessarily afraid of them." Essex seemed to think little of Charlotte's naval base, which casually fielded a main force of hero-class ship girls.

"Ahem, if..." The admiral of Naval Base No. 117 hesitated for a moment, then sighed after quickly calculating the comparison of the two naval bases' combat strength in the intelligence report:

"If General Xia's Helena and Prestige ships don't participate in the battle, we do have a fighting chance against each other."

The subtext is that if Charlotte's mother, Helena, and her head maid, Renown, were to join the battle, even if the entire naval base of Naval Base 117 were to go, they would only be easily crushed.

However, this also proves that the ship girls of Naval Base No. 117 have a high combat power. After all, due to certain reasons, the number of hero-class ship girls in Naval Base No. 117 is far less than that of the veteran Naval Base No. 233.

"Admiral, are you referring to that ship, the one with the reputation you mentioned?" Essex recalled some intelligence she had come across while tidying up the admiral's files.

Because of his previous job and the current location of the naval base, the admiral of Naval Base No. 117 has been paying close attention to collecting information and intelligence about the ship girls and the naval base.

"Yes, that's the one, the battlecruiser that can use all the special abilities of British shipgirls on its own." The admiral of Essex nodded in acknowledgment.

"This is too much of a violation." Hearing that even his own admiral had admitted it, Essex no longer cared about why, if Helena and Renown were included, his own naval base would definitely be no match for Naval Base No. 233.

Leaving aside Helena, the British Royal Navy battlecruiser alone, capable of using the "Lonely Pilgrimage" ability, is enough to make the ship girls of Naval Base 117 dedicate half of their combat power to targeting it.

"Unfortunately, this power comes at a price." The admiral of Naval Base No. 117, who once worked in the military police, knew what had happened to the fleet under Admiral Xia Yuantang of Naval Base No. 233, before he turned into a gorilla.

“Indeed, it is a terrible price to pay. If it were me, I would rather not have this power than pay such a price.” Knowing what price his admiral was referring to, Essex shook his head and said.

“If we really encounter that situation, we won’t have a choice.” The admiral of Naval Base No. 117 risked being pecked by a bald eagle and touched the bow of his secretary ship, saying, “If given the chance, that head maid wouldn’t be willing to pay such a price, would she?”

"..." Essex, who had fallen silent for a while, received a new intelligence through the reconnaissance plane: "Admiral, the head maid is also on that Vanguard Glory form."

"She's here too?" Upon hearing his secretary ship say this, the admiral glanced at his watch and immediately ordered, "Change course and send them a message saying I'll treat them to lunch."

"What about the matter of reporting to the Central Academy?" Essex asked, somewhat puzzled.

"It's just a report, there's plenty of time. Even if I get to the Central Academy, I don't know when I'll see the Enterprise. No rush." ​​Because there are many things that need to be reported in person, and the Enterprise is a very busy ship for the president of the Central Academy.

It shouldn't be a problem to be a day late. At worst, we can pull some strings or send a note.

"Do we really have to do this?" Essex was somewhat reluctant. Even though she didn't want to admit it a hundred times in her heart, there was still a little bit of a desire to prevent other ship girls from interfering with her honeymoon with the admiral, even if it was just for the time it takes to eat a meal.

"As long as the head maid of the No. 233 Naval Base is here, then that gorilla will definitely be here too. Don't worry, everything will be fine."

The admiral spoke with the confidence of someone meeting an old friend.

"Oh..." Essex, who felt that something was not right, could only obey her admiral's orders.

☆, Chapter 169 Rear Garrison No. 117

Once contact was established, there was no longer a need for complicated communication methods like using flag signals or clear code with aviation flashlights.

The avant-garde, who used a high-tech encrypted communicator to contact the other party, naturally received the other party's request to treat his ships to a meal.

"Could it be some kind of gentlemanly admiral with some perverse hobbies, using the excuse of inviting us to dinner to drug us?" Rodney asked nervously, not understanding why the other party wanted to invite him to dinner upon meeting him.

"You've been reading too many novels," Nelson said, somewhat exasperated by his sister's behavior.

"The other party claims to be from Garrison Command No. 117?" The head maid, whose reputation was also somewhat puzzled, asked the vanguard.

“Well, that’s at least what they say.” Standing at the bow, the vanguard holding the ship girl’s high-tech encrypted walkie-talkie continued, “Should we activate wide-area communication to ask? What if it’s a trap from the deep sea?”

"There's no need. This place is still too close to the Deepsea Territory. Activating wide-area communication could easily attract the Deepsea." Reputation, who wasn't sure if he had left the South Dakota Territory's radiation range, said cautiously.

"Now that we've confirmed they're allies, wouldn't it be great if they treated us to a meal?" For example, they could solve Wo-chan's lunch problem and also pack some food to solve Wo-chan's dinner problem, which would save a lot of aluminum materials. At least that's what Yaton thinks.

"We're still not entirely sure if they're allies." With Elder Adun around, Reputation isn't worried about any danger.

"Why do you say that?" Adun was puzzled as to why Reputation was still concerned about this issue after knowing that Vanguard had exchanged verification codes with the other party.

"Because Naval Base No. 117 is not a proper naval base," Renown said, taking a nautical chart from his ship's equipment space and spreading it out on a gun turret base.

"What do you mean by 'not a proper garrison'?" Adon asked curiously.

"Because the area where Naval Base No. 117 is located is not on the boundary line." Reputation pointed to a point on the middle dividing line of the sea chart and said, "This is Temporary Naval Base No. 666 where you are, Master. Because this map is from last year, it is not marked."

"Yes, that's right, it is indeed this location." Although this wide-area nautical chart is very rough, Adun still found a place that was very close to his own detection results.

"And here..." Reputation's finger slid down the dividing line to a certain place and stopped, pointing to a place marked with a white circle, saying, "This is the 666th Naval Base where Young Master Charlotte is located."

"It looks quite far." Because the chart that Reputation showed was a wide-area sea chart, although it only covered a small section, it meant that the two naval bases were not too close.

"And Naval Base No. 117, if I remember correctly, should be located here," Reputation said, pointing to the location marked in the center of the human-controlled territory on the map.

"The rear naval base?" Judging from the reputation indicators, Naval Base No. 117 is quite far from Temporary Naval Base No. 666, but very close to Naval Base No. 233.

"Judging from the function of that naval base, it's not just a simple rear naval base, because right next to Naval Base 117 is the site of the final battle of the Northern Deep Sea Conquest." As he spoke, Reputation circled an unmarked area next to Naval Base 117 with his finger.

"Is this the place the South Dakotas mentioned where the gravediggers are?" Adun felt he should launch a satellite there. Otherwise, even though his phase array system had a certain coverage area, it was still completely in the dark compared to the entire planet, given how tightly it was restricted by the power of the world.

This was unimaginable for Adun in the past. The phase array system on which the Protoss Ark was built was used to detect stars, but now it couldn't even see all of them on a small planet.

“That’s the place,” Reputation said, his expression unchanged.

"You mean Naval Base 117 is responsible for guarding this place?" Adun was a little puzzled as to why a battlefield ruin would need a naval base to guard it, and why there would be any tomb-guarding ship girls.

"The power of the Northern Princess is unimaginable. Even though she has been sunk for so long, the aura of the deep sea in that area still lingers." Reputation replied, unsure how to explain in detail.

"That's strange. Wasn't it said that after the Deep Sea Princess sank, the deep-sea aura she carried would dissipate quickly?" Adun asked, glancing at the reputation.

"That's true for other Ki-hime ships with records of being sunk in battle, but the Northern Ki-hime is an exception, and even now we can't be sure if the aura permeating that area is a deep-sea aura," Renown said with some doubt.

"Is that so..." With too little information to analyze the situation, Adun kept what Renown had said in mind and asked, "Did the other party just say that he was the admiral of Naval Base No. 117?"

"Yes, and the admiral said he was going to the Central Academy to report on his duties." Reputation repeated the intelligence he had just obtained from the Vanguard.

“Where is the Central Academy?” Ardon asked.

"This is the former Governor's residence of the Pacific Theater, the former US Navy's Pearl Harbor military base before the initial battle, but that base and the original landscape have been destroyed," Reputation said, pointing to an area in the center of the map.

“If he’s going back to Central Academy, this isn’t exactly on our way, is it?” Yaton didn’t see any reason why taking the L-shaped route would be shorter than taking the straight route.

“Therefore, I am not certain that the other party is friendly.” Renown lowered his head and said, seeing that Adun had realized something was wrong.

"Hmm..." After thinking for about five seconds, Adon said, "Tell the admiral that we agreed and ask him to serve the food."

"Yes, I will go and inform the young master immediately." Since the young master was not around, he let Aden make the decisions. Sometimes, Shengwang trusted Aden's judgment more than his own young master's.

“I’ll go talk to him. You stay in touch with them.” As he spoke, Adun increased the energy tilt of his phase array system, expanding his perception range.

"Yes, Master." Reputation replied.

"Um, I wanted to say something..." Rodney, who hadn't had a chance to interject until now, finally spoke up: "Is it really a good idea for that admiral to see Wo-chan?"

"Don't worry, it's all good." Hyperion, with a pipe in his mouth, appeared on the deck. Hearing Rodney's words, the star cruiser pointed to the empty space beside him, made an OK sign, and said, "When I heard Adun say there were reconnaissance planes, I immediately took care of all these things."

He spoke in a tone that implied he could handle things without worry.

"What's around you?" The ship girls from Naval Base No. 233 all looked at him with puzzled expressions.

"Oh, I almost forgot." Hyperion, who hadn't expected his appearance to not bring about the expected outcome, slapped his forehead and awkwardly took a step to the side.

Wo-chan, transformed into Wo Sykes, appeared uncomfortably at the spot Hyperion had just pointed to.

As a deep-sea ship girl, wo-chan is still not used to her former self.

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Are all those people using cheats to grab red envelopes? They're gone the instant they're sent out! I wanted to give everyone a little something extra, so I guess I'll just send out small red envelopes first, and then monthly pass red envelopes when it's officially released.

Chapter 170 You just want to kill her, don't you?

"What about the Nautilus?" Adun asked, glancing past the Hyperion towards the stern.

“It was strapped to the cannon barrel and sank into the sea… Ah, just kidding.” Hyperion immediately dropped his joke and said, “Don’t worry, that salted fish won’t be noticed.”

"I hope so." Adun wasn't too sure if the Nautilus in stealth mode could fool this hero-class ship girl, but judging from the fact that she hadn't been discovered while eavesdropping on the meeting of the ship girls at Naval Base No. 233, it seemed likely.

"Believe it or not, this is the most stealthy Dark Blade I've ever seen. If it had been there during the Zerg Swarm War, Zeratul wouldn't have stood a chance."

"Having just witnessed the Nautilus's Akarin module firsthand," Hyperion said with a rather admiring tone.

“Replacing Zeratul is definitely out of the question. As for her invisibility ability, it’s probably related to her profession.” Adun didn’t think the Nautilus had any chance of being comparable to the Dark Master.

Being good at stealth doesn't automatically make you a powerful Dark Templar.

"Her profession?" Hyperion was curious why a deep-sea salted fish would have a profession.

"Pfft..." After hearing Adun explain what the legendary thief Princess had done before sinking and what she continued to do after sinking and becoming the Deep Sea Princess, Hyperion almost stumbled and fell on the deck of his Vanguard Glory form.