"This is our shipyard. Pen, fun, and pavilion www.biquge.info" Yamato said proudly.

"Wait, Yamato-sama. The middle finally asked a question: "I've wanted to ask before, your entire base is pink from buildings to vehicles, are you girl's heart going to explode?!"

Yamato was very upset when he was interrupted, but the question asked by Nakasuhime was ...... Never mind. Yamato forced himself to smile: "It's for the sake of the difference." ”

"The difference?" "Nakasuhime was puzzled.

"Yes, in order not to repeat the mistakes of the past, but also to commemorate. Yamato paused here and said: "In order to distinguish it from the Soviet-style redism, according to Comrade Cheng Songwen and the comrades on the Liaoning ship, we will revise this special redism, and we call it Sino-Soviet Pink Doctrine." (Soviet Red, Allied Blue, Imperial Orange, Chinese Pink)

Cheng Songwen poked Yamato's face: "You Mao Xuan has read too much, do you need to give a lesson on deep-sea politics?"

Catherine squeezed Yamato aside and said, "Please ignore this outdated battleship, and I'll introduce you to ------ modular slipway." ”

Catherine said, and Yamato walked over and activated the slipway. The robotic arm attaches a large 'magazine' to the U-shaped groove of the slipway, and the cylindrical cone fires a 'bullet'.

Several robotic hands with magnets attached to the 'bullet', and two seconds later, the bullet cracked. Divided into fractions, the robotic arm places the fragments on a mold.

After another moment, miraculously, the fragments began to expand and quickly formed ------ hull of a destroyer. Inside the ship, more modules began to expand, engines, power supply equipment, phased array radar, vertical hair, etc.

Again fixed and fine-tuned with the welding torch of the robotic arm, it took only five minutes for a destroyer to be launched.

It took another ten minutes for the destroyer to become a ship's mother. Catherine gave a timely explanation: "Modular manufacturing technology, provided by Comrade Wo-chan ......"

Yamato on the side came directly to steal the spotlight after breaking free from Cheng Songwen: "After the miniaturization process, it can already be used to produce ships." ”

"As you can see, we can launch a missile destroyer every fifteen minutes. Yamato explained in detail to the deep sea: "The 'bullets' you just saw are actually compressed destroyers, and we have hoarded a large number of these destroyers in peacetime, so that we can go crazy in a short period of time in wartime. ”

"Then you guys, how long does it take to build a battleship?" Onisu said that the destroyer elementary school students or something, and the battleship big sisters can do it with one hand.

As soon as he said this, Yamato immediately squatted in the corner of the wall to draw circles, and labeled behind him: useless battleship, outdated idol, and outdated ship.

Catherine was appeasing Yamato's heart that had long been shattered, and Comrade Cheng Songwen explained: "We don't produce battleships, because in the era of information-based warfare, using battleships is looking for death." ”

"It is true that if the battleship and the missile destroyer are in close proximity, then the destroyer is dead. But modern combat is multi-dimensional, and the enemy battleship is locked through the satellite first, and then the missile destroyer can say goodbye to the battleship big sister. Cheng Songwen answered them before asking questions in the deep sea.

"Not necessarily. Zhongqi Ji spoke: "I've seen some battleship girls use anti-aircraft guns to intercept the opponent's shells, eh, such as this Oniqi." ”

Cheng Songwen smiled but did not answer, and pointed to the missile destroyer that had just been built.

And the missile destroyer also calmly launched 20 anti-ship missiles at one time outside the super dock under the gaze of everyone.

Cheng Songwen asked Ghost Qi with a smile on his face at this time: "A destroyer can fire twenty rounds, how many can you stop?"

Onisu stopped talking, acquiescing to the end of the era of giant ships and cannons.