Transmigrated into Azur Lane

"Once that brat Yuudachi comes back, we'll go back to Tanegashima...hehe."

"That's good."

Although her words were somewhat calm, a smile had already appeared on Mikasa's face. To her, the threat of the Sirens was not as important as this man...

Soon, sensing that Nelson's murderous intent was about to turn into actual action, Lin Dong hurriedly said a few more words to Mikasa, then hung up the phone and put on a fawning, servile expression.

"After something this terrible happened, you're still thinking about women? Aren't you worried?!"

After seeing the stinky man in front of him hang up the phone, Nelson finally lost his temper, still managing to save him some face.

"We can just hide on the island and wait for the Sirens to finish their rampage, right..."

Faced with his wife's questioning, Lin Dong weakly revealed the pathetic idea he had already decided on. Going head-on to confront the Sirens? Only a fool would do that. He wasn't a savior, and even if he were, he wouldn't be able to, because the powerful ship girls weren't him. And what right did he have to make his wives take such a meaningless risk?

Furthermore, the Maritime Bureau's strength is entirely based on its large number of high-end ship girls, but it cannot change anything when facing battles involving tens of thousands of ships. This is one of the main reasons why Lin Dong has always been cautious.

Nelson, who had initially intended to use this opportunity to his advantage, fell silent upon hearing the commander's utterly shameless words. Indeed, the greatest threat posed by the Sirens' return was to those other factions, not the Maritime Bureau.

"I'm afraid...it's not that simple."

Just then, Bismarck, who had been sitting aside watching the show, offered a different perspective.

The appearance of Bismarck made Lin Dong so anxious that he almost jumped up. He said nervously.

"Sis, please, please stop causing trouble!"

The commander's sarcastic tone made Bismarck frown impatiently, then she rested her chin on her hand, lost in thought. As a former governor of the Sirens, she clearly knew far more than anyone else present...

What exactly does that woman plan to do?

And those eyes that once controlled me, do they really want to remain asleep like this?

...

The warship's warning time, while not long, was a mere twenty-odd days—barely enough time for the Maritime Bureau personnel to return to Tanegashima from Africa. But would that head of state simply agree to the Maritime Bureau's departure?

"Yuudachi, eat more. If you can't reach an agreement later, you might have to fight."

Inside the hotel restaurant, Lin Dong, while talking, unceremoniously dumped all the mutton and beef on the table into Yuudachi's recently returned plate.

"Ah... Don't worry, Commander."

After taking a big bite of beef, the disheveled Yuudachi was eager to pledge his loyalty before even swallowing it.

"Stop talking and eat some meat. Look how thin you've gotten!"

Lin Dong felt a pang of tenderness for the girl who had rushed over from hundreds of kilometers away overnight, her face full of doting affection.

Just then, Z23 jogged over to the commander's side. Just as she was about to report something, she smelled the stench emanating from Yuudachi. She pinched her nose, gave the unreliable guy a disdainful look, and then spoke.

"Commander, the enemy is here."

Z23's reminder finally pulled Lin Dong out of his doting parental role. While Z23 was still flirting with Xili, he seized the opportunity to give her two firm kisses on the cheek before quickly leaving the restaurant...

"It stinks..."

Z23, caught off guard by the commander's attack, couldn't help but grimace as she tasted the lingering scent from his mouth.

"My breath doesn't stink!"

...

Mogadishu Hotel, Meeting Room

Just as Lin Dong entered the room with a smile on his face, about to catch up with the naive head of state, Head of State Zeppelin spoke up.

"No need to say anything more, I know what's going on. You can leave Africa at any time, and the Crimson Blood will provide full escort to the Asian waters."

This leader, who suddenly became more sensible, was likely, like Mikasa, alerted by the ship's consciousness long ago. Although the ship's consciousness wasn't the commander of these ship girls, as the source of their consciousness, its position was absolutely transcendent. Few ship girls would disobey it, let alone this time, when it was targeting the enemy of all the ship girls—the Sirens.

The smooth progress of the matter greatly surprised Lin Dong, but he was also puzzled by the warship's suddenly highly active consciousness. Why was it so nervous?

Realizing that the head of state was still in front of him, Lin Dong quickly put his wild thoughts aside and then said with a smile.

"Thank you. Don't worry about things in India."

"Oh, that's not so important anymore..."

Zeppelin, fiddling with his fingernails, replied nonchalantly, a smug smile suddenly spreading across his face, looking utterly irritating.

The reason she's being so cooperative is probably because she got some kind of promise from the warship's consciousness, right? Lin Dong thought to himself, looking at the head of state's provocative expression...

What exactly is warship consciousness? Why does this mysterious thing possess self-awareness? And why is it so incompatible with the Sirens?

Although Lin Dong was completely confused, he had a vague feeling that the truth would soon come out.

...

Although the cooperation of the Red Iron Blood gave the Maritime Safety Administration more time, they absolutely could not afford to dawdle. After Lin Dong's notification was issued, everyone in the Maritime Safety Administration hurriedly began to tidy up their rooms, carrying their luggage and the gains they had made in Africa during this period, and gathered in the hotel lobby with large and small bags.

"Atago...this bed of yours..."

Lin Dong looked at the large bed that Atago had lifted above his head with both hands, his face showing a mixture of unspoken words and something else.

"Honey, don't even think about it! This is made of local rosewood, it's super expensive!"

Knowing her husband's thoughts immediately, Atago picked up the large bed above her head and took two steps back, as if afraid that the commander would ask her to leave the bed behind.

Unwilling to steal away his wife's heart's desire, Lin Dong glanced towards the hotel entrance again. It seemed that even with two more trucks loaded with the ship girls' spoils, it still wasn't enough...

"Let's go, everyone!"

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Chapter 412 Return

Asia, Arabian Sea

Lin Dong, who was lying on the ship's side, waved his arms and shouted loudly in the direction of the red iron-blooded warship that had already slowed down.

Leipzig, let's go!

"Lin Dong! Goodbye!"

Leipzig, standing on the deck of the crimson iron-blooded warship, also abandoned her usual shyness and waved her hands high.

Thanks to the large-scale mobilization of the Sirens, the danger level in the African waters has dropped to its lowest point in history. With the full escort of the Red Ironblood, Lin Dong and his group completed the feat of fighting for four days and five nights when they first entered Africa in less than 5 hours, and entered the Asian waters unscathed.

As the crimson iron-blooded escort fleet gradually disappeared on the horizon, Lin Dong finally withdrew his gaze and turned to look in the direction the Lin Dong ship had traveled, his expression showing a hint of worry.

The Sirens' undisguised movements had already reached the eyes of various forces. After gathering intelligence from all sides, Lin Dong, who was initially somewhat optimistic, realized just how terrifying the Sirens' actions were. This commotion, which covered almost the entire world, was reminiscent of the Sirens' full-scale attack on humanity when they first arrived. This made Lin Dong wonder if the Sirens' goal was merely to regain control of Asia.

What's even more puzzling is that the previously unassuming ship consciousness has become extremely suspicious during this incident. Shortly after boarding the Lin Dong and setting sail, Lin Dong realized that it wasn't just Mikasa and Zeppelin, the ship girls who held influence within human forces, who received its warning; rather, almost all ship girls with self-awareness worldwide were affected by this consciousness.

Furthermore, many ship girls, disregarding the obstruction of human forces, have begun to gather in Asia, seemingly poised for a decisive battle against the Sirens.

Bismarck, who seemed to have a tacit understanding with the man beside her, spoke calmly after sensing his confusion.

"Perhaps... He really is going to die."

"If the Sirens lose His control, won't they collapse? Why does the warship's consciousness still need..."

Lin Dong was speaking when he remembered Bismarck's words about the Sirens possibly having an heir...

Although Bismarck had served in the Sirens' upper echelons, in the eyes of Sirens headquarters, she was nothing more than a lackey, and knew very little about the crucial information within the Sirens. During her decades of biding her time, the clues she uncovered through private investigations were few and far between. The only significant clue was that "He" had arrived on Earth severely injured and had been clinging to life for a long time.

From this single clue, we can deduce a great deal of useful information. Why, upon arriving in this world, did He, nearing the end of His life, not choose to bide His time but instead embark on a massive expansion? Since His life was hanging by a thread, would He leave the conquered territory to the sea slaves? Clearly not. The only possibility seems to be the existence of an heir…

Having arrived at the highly probable hypothesis of an heir, let's continue to think along this line of thought. Could it be that the Sirens are not an organization, but a race?

On the ship's side, the two men stared at each other, both with a hint of confusion in their eyes. Although it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that their current status could influence the world order, once one broadens their perspective to the point of the struggle between the Sirens and the ship's consciousness, their existence would be nothing more than a small fry. Regarding the current situation, they were just like ordinary people, seeing things through a fog.

After a long silence, Lin Dong suddenly asked.

"Did that consciousness ask you... to do anything for it?"

Lin Dong, who was very self-aware, had never considered himself to be anything special and had already decided to stay out of it. However, for some reason, he felt inexplicably uneasy at this moment. He had a feeling that this major event would pull him into the vortex.

It said... it would tell me at the crucial moment.

Bismarck reluctantly said that as the only native of another world in the Maritime Bureau, she had become a mouthpiece, which made the self-important Bismarck feel inexplicably resistant. Having been a member of the Maritime Bureau for a long time, she already knew that these ship girls from another world only existed by relying on the consciousness of the warship, unlike herself, whose memories were even given by the consciousness of the warship.

Upon realizing that he had been targeted by a powerful figure, Lin Dong immediately became excited.

"Screw it! I don't care who it is, I'm not getting involved."

At this moment, he was like a defeated dog powerless to resist the manipulation of fate, appearing furious and exasperated.

Does the consciousness of a warship belong to the side of justice? Lin Dong had never been so naive as to think that way. Anyone with a brain could see that something forged from war could not be a good person. Just look at the brutality of the Sakura Empire ship girls. As a combination of various negative energies, could it be righteous? Perhaps only the ship girls thought that way, because they were born with interests tied to this consciousness. As a human, Lin Dong had never been one.

He calls himself an "observer of another world," and this isn't just a childish, whimsical statement. Being inherently afraid of death, he takes living in this world that is so incompatible with him much more seriously than anyone else.

Seeing his commander so agitated about going to the battlefield, Bismarck frowned, his disdain evident.

"I'm not its subordinate; its words are merely suggestions. The decision-making power is entirely in my hands!"

Realizing his girlfriend was angry, Lin Dong didn't want to continue the conversation. He simply shook his head and remained silent.

As for Bismarck's words, Lin Dong did not agree. Even the Sirens had easily controlled her. Could the warship's consciousness have left a backdoor? It wasn't that Lin Dong had any chuunibyou thoughts like "I am the only one who is sober in a world of drunks." It was just that because of different perspectives, they saw things differently.

Seeing Bismarck's sour face, Lin Dong touched his nose, chuckled, and then moved behind her, wrapping his arms around her waist from behind.

Don't touch me

Enraged, Bismarck slapped away the groping hands and cursed.

The shameless Lin Dong persisted, hugging her again and whispering in her ear.

"Bismarck, once this is over, will you marry me?"

"...Dream on! I'd never marry a coward like you."

"Oh no! What if I heroically sacrifice myself? Then you'll all be widows!"

"So, it's okay if I don't marry you?"

"No, please..."

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Chapter 413 Promise

"You idiot firefly! You let the fish escape again!"