Azur Lane Mobile Front

Once you have this type of warship, you can really have all sorts of flying dragons charging right at you.

As for the Sakura Empire, who are at odds with Robo...

Anyway, Akagi is smashing bottles again right now, and Kaga is standing guard outside the door, listening to the sounds and calculating the damage.

As for the iron-fisted Frederick the Great, he was stunned for a long time when he received the news.

She didn't need to pay too much attention to the actions of the Eastern Empire before because even if they had a large number of new ship equipment, she wasn't too worried that they would attack directly.

But things are different now; Donghuang can now truly have divine soldiers descend upon them.

Moreover, she believed that the little queen of the royal family would not let such an opportunity pass by.

With a meaningless chuckle, Frederick the Great rearranged his previous arrangements once again.

Now, she needs to re-plan her next steps. Some things, she'll probably have to give up.

Chapter 99: The Unicorn's Forehead Got an Electric Shock

With the date of the "important meeting" at Azur Lane headquarters drawing ever closer, Robo had no choice but to begin preparing to head to Eagle Union.

Then he ran into trouble with the first question—who should he take with him?

Now, in Rob's small courtyard in the port area, various relationships are intricately intertwined.

There are several factions alone.

There are established companies that have followed Robo all the way, as well as outsiders like Richelieu, Shokaku, and Zuikaku who joined later, and the local Donghuang faction led by Yixian Zhenhai.

Although no one said anything openly, the competition for a spot on the White Eagle trip never stopped behind the scenes.

The only two entities that remained completely unaffected and remained steadfast were the enterprises and Zhenhai.

Rob always takes the company with him wherever he goes, so the company isn't worried at all. Besides, she's always been one of the most capable fighters in the entire port area.

Zhenhai goes without saying; her current ship is a white wooden horse, the flagship personally chosen by Rob.

However, the remaining spots were something the ships wanted to discuss in detail.

Ever since Rob raised this question, ships have been constantly coming and going in and out of his office, trying to make their presence known to him.

Rob finally understood why the textbooks had stated that a commander's fleet should ideally not exceed a standard squadron.

"Sister Yixian had promised before; she said she needed to go back to New Jersey to visit relatives, and Ruihe said she felt she couldn't fall behind the company..."

Rob slumped into his chair, muttering over and over the reasons the others had given him for allowing him to pass.

Each of them sounds so legitimate, but the port area still needs to retain people.

At the very least, two ships that have been refitted are indispensable; who knows when the Sirens will come to raid our base again.

Just as Rob was getting really anxious thinking about this, the office door was pushed open.

The unicorn walked in carrying her even more peculiar Yu-chan.

This thing can no longer be called a doll; Robo thinks it looks like X from Iron Man.

"elder brother..."

The unicorn's unique, soft, and adorable voice pulled Rob out of his thoughts.

"Huh? What's wrong, Unicorn?"

Rob reached out and beckoned the unicorn over, then scooped her up and sat her on his lap.

Holding the soft, fragrant unicorn in his arms, Rob felt as if he had been instantly healed.

"Hehe~ Brother, it tickles~"

It took the unicorn, who was laughing so hard he was shaking, quite a bit of effort to get Robo to stop patting him while feeding him.

"Brother, the unicorn wants to go over there with you. The unicorn feels something's wrong over there."

Surprisingly, the unicorn didn't cover half of its face, but stared directly at Robo with a rather serious expression.

If someone else had said that, Rob probably wouldn't have cared.

But since the unicorn said that, Robo had to seriously consider it.

Nothing else, my younger sister is a new type now, and whatever she says sounds best to me.

Something's not right?

Rob also put away his playful thoughts and began to face the problem seriously.

"Hmm... I can sense a unicorn, but... I'm not quite sure what it is."

In response to Rob's question, the unicorn nodded affirmatively.

Now Rob needs to think even more carefully about who to choose this time.

"Belfa, gather everyone together and tell them I need to discuss who will go to White Eagle next."

Thinking about this, Rob felt he might as well just hold a meeting.

"As you wish, Master."

...

Before long, everyone in the port area gathered in Rob's small office, filling the room to the brim.

Rob repeated what the unicorn had just told him.

The ships in the port area had all heard, to varying degrees, about the strange abilities of this Royal Light Aircraft, which was built by the commander and then refitted.

Since she said that, everyone believed her to a large extent.

After all, no one in the port area dares to lie to Unicorn now.

"In that case, Commander, this time, let Zuikaku and I stay."

Before anyone could even begin to discuss it, Shoukaku was the first to step forward.

"Eh? Shoukaku-nee, I..."

A glance interrupted Zuikaku's words, and Shoukaku continued, "I just got the ship equipment and I'm not very familiar with it yet. If we face some complicated situations, I'm afraid I'll hold everyone back."

"Besides, we are still Sakura Empire ships after all. It will be somewhat inconvenient to follow the commander this time. At least I am not too sure about facing Saratoga over there right now."

"So this time, let me and Zuikaku stay behind."

"Furthermore, I'm capable of handling some of the affairs in the port area. Unlike my seniors, I'm not just someone who gives orders."

Having just returned to the battlefield, Shoukaku demonstrated her abilities to everyone for the first time.

As she laid out the reasons why she should stay in the port area, not only Rob, but even Zuikaku, who had been clamoring to go with her, dared not say anything more.

With the candidate selected, the next step was naturally the preparations.

With the head maid's help, the work progressed exceptionally smoothly, and Rob further doubted whether he had really been spoiled by the head maid.

While Rob was busily preparing for his new operation, others were doing the same thing.

On the Royal side, Victory, as their representative, has been sailing at sea for some time.

"Ah~ I really envy those new ships."

Bored, Shengli stretched as he watched the unchanging scenery on the sea.

The thought of those newly refitted ships soaring through the sky filled her with a pang of sadness.

Putting everything else aside, flying is at least much faster than traveling by sea, isn't it?

After reassessing their location, they realized they were still quite a distance from Newport Harbor, the White Eagles' port, which made their already grim face even more somber, a consequence of their victory at sea.

the other side.

The observer felt that his hair had recently lost its luster.

Preparing for a new experiment, and such a large one at that, took a toll on her brain cells.

In particular, she also had to find a way to lure "Key G" over, because he was not someone to be trifled with.

He himself had lost count of how many times she had beaten him up.

"Hehe~ Although it's still challenging, this 'history reenactment' will definitely be able to lure out 'key point G'. It's time to let them meet."

However, these things are no obstacle for observers who have troublemaking ingrained in their DNA.

Without considering whether her actions might irritate the "key point G" she mentioned and get her head smashed, the observer cheerfully prepared the things needed for the next move.

"Hmm...but we still need to make some moves with White Eagle first. The script hasn't even started yet, so the actors can't enter the scene first."

Chapter 100: A certain unnamed Miss Memphis is a swindler!

The waters near White Eagle are safe.

"Heh heh~ Merchant ships escorting us, let's set sail~"

Denver, with his gray hair and a trench coat printed with his name, is still the same as ever, full of energy.

The mission just assigned by headquarters is a relatively simple merchant ship escort mission, and the accompanying ship is the Yorktown-class Enterprise, making the mission even simpler.

Unlike the lazy bum from the Robb family, Yorktown-level corporations take every mission extremely seriously.

Even if it was a merchant ship escort mission, in fact, this mission wasn't originally her responsibility.

She was only asked by headquarters to look after Denver and her group along the same supply route.

Even so, she still meticulously inspected the escorting merchant ships several times.

"No problem, let's go."

Okay~

Columbia, who was observing the distance with binoculars, heard the company's call and immediately sailed to its position, joining the company and Denver to protect the merchant ships in the middle.

"Hey, could you tell us about another company?"

Sailing in safe waters is, frankly, quite boring.

Denver, who had been holding back for a while, finally couldn't resist asking the company about Rob's business.

If Yorktown-class corporations are the legend of the White Eagle, then "The Flying Corporate Lady" is the ultimate legend above all legends.

All sorts of stories that challenged everyone's worldview were all attributed to that person.

This adds another layer of mystery to the already enigmatic "flying corporate lady."

"Ah~ her..."

It wasn't the first time they'd been asked about it, and the Yorktown-class Enterprises expertly recounted the story to the two Cleveland-class light cruisers—a story that had been told countless times before.

"Ahead... Siren!"

Just as the two Cleveland-class destroyers were listening to the story with great interest, the Sirens suddenly appeared in the sea ahead.

"Hey~ Isn't this safe waters? Why are there sirens harassing merchant ships here...?"

“Nautical maps also come in different versions... The safety level reference standards for military and civilian use are different.”

With a long sigh, Columbia reluctantly explained to Denver.

After all, it was a safe sea area, and the Sirens that appeared were only the oldest model.

For the combat fleet, it is indeed extremely safe.

"I see~"

Columbia's sudden realization only made Denver more exhausted.

The sudden appearance of the Sirens was just a minor incident during the voyage. The three escorting ships each launched an attack, and the poor Sirens immediately returned to the seabed.

"Hehehe~ The goods were delivered safely~"

Later, in the White Eagle port area, Denver watched the cargo ships slowly docking under guidance and hummed a little tune happily.

"Everyone has worked hard."

Memphis, dressed in a sailor uniform, appeared before the three, including the Enterprise, carrying a stack of documents.

"Huh? Memphis? Shouldn't you be at headquarters preparing for the next meeting?"

Yorktown-level companies seemed puzzled by the appearance of Memphis.

This is different from the originally intended recipient.

"Hey~ you have no idea... It's all about preparing for the meeting! There are so many things to do, like resource allocation, deployment adjustment reports, personnel liaison... it's like a mountain!"