Azur Lane Mobile Front

She was simply too badly injured to run.

Anyway, it's been sunk more than once or twice, so it's just a change of carrier, and the testers didn't take it to heart.

"Since you're not running away, then I'll kindly send you back to the seabed~"

Grabbing his GN sword, New Jersey prepared to deliver the finishing blow.

Unlike her, the company has never been very interested in last-hitting enemies; she prefers to whittle down the enemy's cannon barrel.

"Evolution and change are inevitably accompanied by suffering and sacrifice."

"Compared to the result, the process is unimportant..."

Anyway, the experiment assigned to her could no longer be carried out, and the test subject reverted to her previous riddle-like state, speaking in incomprehensible words.

"Hmph~ In Rob's words, you're a riddle person!"

Ignoring the other party's cryptic words, New Jersey swiftly and decisively subdued the test subject.

However, true riddle tellers do not stop there from continuing their riddle-solving journey.

Even with half his body submerged in the seawater, the test subject's mouth still didn't stop.

"The real test... has only just begun."

"All the main characters are in place, and the stage called 'History' is about to begin."

Looking at the test subject who was still rambling on even as he was dying, New Jersey looked at the company next to him with a somber expression.

"Enterprise, she's so annoying!"

“Hmm, Riddler GCK!” For once, the company agreed with New Jersey’s point of view.

As the sirens retreated, the fog over the sea gradually dissipated.

What appeared before them was... a fortress standing on the sea.

On its pitch-black surface, dark purple patterns covered its entire body, flowing with an unusual luster.

"Yixian, retreat first."

Even without reports from the front, Robo could clearly see this enormous thing from his warship at the rear.

Although he really wanted to go up and test the power of the White Trojan Horse's cannons in the Siren's fortress, the group of people who had been cheering for him in the port during the fierce battle had disgusted him quite a bit.

These people weren't even covered in dust, and it was unclear where they had been hiding. Judging from the way the ships around them were looking at them, their popularity was likely to drop considerably.

"Commander, the Sirens have built such a fortress in such a short time. Shouldn't we go and investigate it immediately?"

Yi Xian expressed her confusion regarding Rob's order.

"Of course we need to, but we should also find some work for the 'masters' behind us."

...

As Rob's troops withdrew from the front lines, the commanders who had come to attend the meeting, along with those who had retreated from the Newport Harbor and Long Island defense lines, gathered in New York Harbor.

With the Sirens' fortress in sight, a group of people immediately began arguing about where to fight.

Indeed, there are not many intact areas left in New York Harbor, but finding a place to hold a meeting is not too difficult.

Anticipating that this group would eventually try to take advantage of him, Rob extended an invitation before the discussion reached a conclusion.

"Given that there will be combat ahead, the master has decided to take on the task of transporting the wounded to the rear hospital."

As the head maid gracefully announced Rob's decision to everyone, the people who had been arguing just moments before immediately fell silent.

Belfast?

Among the crowd, someone whispered the head maid's name.

The head maid, who is quite popular, is very well-known among commanders.

I wonder how many people's dreams were shattered by that one word, "Master."

...

As the last of the first wounded entered the white wooden horse, the hatch slowly closed.

Completely ignoring these "old-fashioned soldiers," Rob led his group of wounded soldiers away.

Many people had to withdraw their curious gazes, and now they really needed to have a proper discussion about what to do next.

After searching for a while, Rob finally found his old classmate Garcia's room.

As soon as he opened the door, he saw Garcia's initial ship, Nevada, looking at his commander with a half-smile.

The doctor next to them nodded to the two of them and Rob who had just entered, then packed up his things and left.

Since visits are still permitted, it means the kid's injuries aren't too serious; otherwise, he should be on an emergency plane being transferred to the rear.

"It really was you! Cough cough cough..."

When Garcia saw Rob walk into his room, he was so excited that he almost sat up in bed.

However, the pain from the wound that had almost burst open immediately pushed him back down.

"Thank you for your rescue, Commander Luo."

Although Nevada is usually very easygoing, he gave Rob a respectful salute at this moment.

"It's nothing. How is he?"

"Heh~ That's great. If Commander Luo's reinforcements had arrived any later, he probably would have already proposed to me and succeeded."

"Oh, this..."

Rob and the head maid stared in disbelief at Garcia lying on the bed. This kid is something else!

"Unfortunately, I didn't agree in the end. Hahaha~"

"You're pretty good, kid!"

Rob couldn't help but give his old classmate a thumbs up, saying, "You rich people just love to spend money."

"Cough cough cough... You're much more impressive than me, kid. You've only been out of school for a short time, and you're already piloting one of these airships?"

"Are you kidding me? Who do you take me for?"

With old classmates, there's naturally no need for so much formality.

Rob naturally found a chair and sat down, carefully examining this tough guy who dared to propose at the brink of death.

...

The two chatted for a while, when Garcia suddenly blurted out something.

"Hey, do you still have any of those warships for sale?"

"Ha~ You've ever seen someone selling active-duty military equipment?"

"Does 'cannot sell' mean the price I offered was too low?"

"Ok?"

Chapter 110: The Sirens Always Have Something New to Offer

In the end, Garcia did not realize his dream of flying warships.

Even though he had quoted a price that left Rob speechless, Rob only said he would consider it later.

The world situation is still very complex, and such a large-scale arms sale would only make things more difficult for ourselves. Let's wait until Azur Lane has more say in the future before considering it.

Rob said it was too ridiculous for the military equipment he sold to end up on the enemy's battlefield, and he had no desire to taste it.

After the White Horse had transported the wounded to several nearby cities and completed the transfer of all the wounded, the frontline was finally ready to attack the newly appeared Siren Fortress.

This time, not only were all the commanders participating in the meeting required to go into battle, but ships from the surrounding seas were also temporarily requisitioned to participate in the operation.

At the pre-war rally, Robb not only saw Baltimore, Victory, and others he had encountered at Newport Harbor and Long Island Defense Line, but also a familiar figure—a Yorktown-class enterprise.

When two similar yet completely different companies stand together, they immediately become the focus of attention.

However, what caught Robo's attention was a ship next to him with long, light purple hair and a combat suit that looked very familiar to him.

"Two...two senior figures in the business world!"

This young lady seems to be losing control of her emotions. Isn't anyone going to do anything about it?

After looking at it for a long time, Rob finally remembered where he had seen this outfit before.

When I went to AF back then, my assistant in New Jersey, Ticonderoga, was wearing something similar to this.

"If only Sister Yorktown were here, then the Yorktown-class forces would be mobilized again!"

Bumblebee jumped up, grabbed two companies with one arm each, and grinned broadly.

Of course, this may have a lot to do with the fact that Rob had promised her a new ship with all the equipment she needed.

"How is Yorktown sister doing lately?"

"Hmm... my sister has been resting lately, since we no longer lack combat power here!"

"Look, that's our White Eagle's newest aircraft carrier—the Essex-class!"

Rob's company followed Bumblebee's gaze, which startled the ship that had just been there.

However, Rob's company didn't pay too much attention, since there were plenty of strange ships around these days.

Once almost everyone had arrived, Yorktown-sized companies stepped forward to deliver their pre-battle mobilization speeches.

Although Saratoga was actually the overall commander this time, speeches are indeed more inspiring when they are given by heroes.

However, regardless of the company, they are not the type to be good at talking.

Therefore, the so-called pre-war mobilization became a simple summary of the situation.

First of all, the Port of New York is definitely going to be a waste of time, and the major meetings that were scheduled to take place have been postponed.

Second, the sirens built a bunker in front of our house, so we quickly went to remove it.

"Has this always been her style?"

Rob asked Bumblebee in a daze, "If teachers used this style of lecturing back then, how much time would he have saved?"

"That's right, that's Enterprise Sister's style!"

"Hmm, it's fine..."

...

White Eagle in the waters near New York Harbor.

The entire sea area was almost completely filled with ships and escorting mass-produced ships. This should be considered one of the largest operations since the establishment of Azur Lane.

After all, their hometown has been turned upside down. If they don't quickly regain some face, they're all doomed.

Not far from this massive fleet, the key figure G, who had appeared many times before, was silently watching all this with a plump woman in a white military uniform holding a sword.

The enormous flying warship's silhouette in the sky reminded her of the distant past.

"Has that person's idea come true?"

Thinking of this, a rare, slightly different expression appeared on the usually calm face of this weathered ship.

All of this reminded her of the person who used to be completely out of place with everyone.

Until the very end, he was walking a path different from everyone else's.

"If it really is that person, is there 'her' by his side as well?"

"how?"

The unusual behavior of his companion naturally caught the attention of the ship's crew member holding the knife.

"It's nothing, I'm just tired of Antix's boring experiments. Let's get on with our own business."

Are you also thinking about this, wondering if 'she' exists here?

As comrades-in-arms for many years, they don't actually need much verbal communication; they can understand each other's inner thoughts perfectly.

"In that case, I'll help you then."

"And you, all you need to do is keep moving forward."

Silently, the two disappeared on the sea.

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