After quickly discussing the relevant countermeasures with several naval marshals, Wang Yuan disconnected from them, and then found Missouri. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"From now on, the entire port area has entered a state of first-level combat readiness, all the ships are ready for battle at any time, send five mixed teams to sweep the deep sea, annihilate if they can fight, retreat if they can't, and reduce the size of the deep-sea fleet to the greatest extent in the shortest possible time, the most important thing is to search for the traces of the deep-sea overlord, I want to find the deep-sea overlord as quickly as possible!" A series of orders were issued by Wang Yuan, and Missouri, who was standing on the side, recorded these orders as quickly as possible, and then conveyed them.

With Wang Yuan's order, the whole port began to run at full speed, and the shipwives who could still be seen walking together quickly put down their things and began to assemble in the port square after hearing the poignant warning of the first-class combat readiness, and they quickly divided themselves and their companions according to the previous establishment, and went to the dock in the port area under the leadership of their respective flagships.

"Sister, has the war started again?" Tirpitz, who stayed with Bismarck, couldn't help but have some worries in her heart, although she usually stayed at home with an attitude of not moving for ten thousand years, and she didn't train herself much, and her combat effectiveness was not at the same level as Bismarck's, but she had also experienced several wars, so she naturally knew how dangerous the battlefield was, and even Bismarck couldn't ensure her own safety.

Bismarck did not reply to Tirpitz's words, but from her already pursed pale lips showed that she was not at all as calm as her face appeared.

Before Bismarck could speak, a blue-haired girl standing beside Bismarck, surrounded by several divided shields, preemptively said: "Sister Tirpitz don't worry, Eugen will definitely protect everyone!" Her voice was flat, but the unquestionable affirmation and persistence also ran through the beginning to the end.

The shipwives who were following Bismarck did not say anything after hearing Eugen's words, nor did they show any strange expressions, but there was no doubt that they believed what Eugen said, or rather, everyone standing here believed everyone else, and this was one of the few gifts that the war had brought them.

Not long after Eugen finished speaking, a girl with blond hair slowly came to Eugen: "It's good to be determined, but you have to pay careful attention on the battlefield, if you can't even protect yourself, how can you protect others?" The red dress and the white pleated skirt made the girl who had just arrived unexpectedly reveal a little youthful atmosphere, but the hands and feet composed entirely of black steel directly destroyed this beautiful scene, and the soft hands and feet that should have been a beautiful girl were directly covered by the dark black steel, and the black blindfold on the handsome face made the whole person show a trace of domineering.

After seeing this ship girl, Eugen's body couldn't help but tremble, and she also showed a look of cringe. The hand made of black twisted steel was placed on Eugen's head, and the ship lady who had just arrived comforted Eugen and said: "You have been doing a good job, there will be no problems this time, don't put too much pressure on yourself, I have always trusted you, don't let me down!"

Eugen, who was still a little overwhelmed, had a little tear in his eyes after hearing this: "But I made you what you are now, I really ......"

Eugen's words were stopped before they could finish their sentences. "Who am I? I am the Prince of Wales! I said I never blamed you. It was still the calm voice, still the convincing voice with a hint of domineering, but all this made Eugen fall into deeper self-blame, and every time she saw the Prince of Wales, she couldn't help but think that if it wasn't for her at that time, then the Prince of Wales would not have become what he is now. And once he thought of this, Eugen couldn't forgive himself even more.

"This time the situation is very bad, remember, you have to come back safely, I don't want anything wrong with you, and I really won't forgive you then. Without further enlightenment to Eugen, the Prince of Wales left here with such a sentence.

Shortly after the Prince of Wales left, Missouri arrived at the docks. She quickly made arrangements for the ship's mother who was present. With the five regular aircraft carriers of Ark Royal, Count Zeppelin, Dafeng, Saratoga, and Essex as the core, each formation is arranged with two battle columns or battle patrols, two heavy patrols and two light patrols, and three expelled from each formation, with a total of ten shipwrecks in each formation. These five mixed formations will go deep into the sea, constantly interspersed with deep-sea battle lines, and use their high mobility to clean up the deep sea while looking for the deep-sea overlord hidden in the massive deep-sea fleet.

As for the rest of the ships, they will continue to attack according to the previous team, and on the premise of ensuring their own safety and maintaining a high combat power, they will lead the self-disciplined warships in the port area to consume the number of deep seas, reduce the scale of the deep sea as much as possible before the decisive battle, ensure the safety of logistics routes, and prepare accordingly for the upcoming big war.

"The above is the relevant arrangement of this battle, does anyone have any objections now?If not, then prepare to attack, everyone, please bring victory to the Admiral!" After completing the arrangements for the ship girls, Missouri yelled loudly at the many ship girls in front of her, and in response to her was the unanimous promise of all the ship girls: "Yes, for the Admiral!"

The roar was accompanied by a ship girl who unfurled her ship's outfit, and a variety of ship outfits appeared on the dock, and the war-machine-like warmachine that looked like a hair was standing on end all over the dock. As the youngest but most powerful naval marshal in the world, they have the most powerful strength in the world, far beyond the average ship girl, they have absolute confidence in the face of any enemy, and no matter what price they need to pay, victory will be brought to their own admiral!

The shipwives walked out onto the sea, leaving white sprays on the blue sea, with endless dark clouds in front of them, and endless blue skies and white clouds behind them, where they considered a warm home and a man who had to send them to the battlefield with his own hands.

Wang Yuan looked at the ship lady who led the self-discipline warships out of the port area, he couldn't help but feel like a knife, he had to watch them go to the battlefield after becoming an inseparable part of them, but he didn't have any way to stop this kind of thing from happening for the time being, he had experienced this feeling countless times, but until now every time it still makes him unbearable.

"Admiral, are you okay?" comforted Wang Yuan with a slightly vicissitudes of life, and when he turned around, he saw the beauty with an Arabian style, with a deep concern in her eyes.

"It's Goburn! I don't have anything to do, just watching such a scene, no matter what time it is, I can't stand it!" Wang Yuan looked at the sea again, where the people he cared about had faded away.

"When you think about it, it's like a dream that this port area has grown from such a small place to what it is now. We continue to pay for this place, but we are also constantly reaping, I have witnessed everything here, Admiral, you have done well enough, now you can put your mind at ease, the rest is what we should do!" Goebon still looked at Wang Yuan, and the watery tenderness in his eyes silently took Wang Yuan into his arms.

"I'm just a little worried, Goben, this time I may have to rely on your strength, please get ready!" Wang Yuan's voice kept low, knowing that it was inaudible. Behind him, Goeben bowed deeply: "Your will is the direction of my sword!"