A violent white light appeared, and the light was so dazzling that the native ship wives thought that these aliens had dropped a nuclear bomb.

"It reminds me of Operation Crossroads, the feeling of watching a nuclear bomb fall straight down on you in the sky and not being able to do anything about it." Nevada, dressed in a bikini-style ship suit, pressed her cowboy hat and said in fear.

"yes, the feeling that even if you run away, you can't escape the fate of sinking." The wheat-skinned Oklahoma patted his sister and said empathetically.

And on the side of the deep sea, Yamato was blinded by this sudden white light. She covered her eyes and asked her adjutant, "What's wrong?" Where did this white light come from? How's my personal guard? That cruise ship was taken down?。。。 ”

A series of questions made the adjutant dizzy, and she was also blinded by the white light just now, so she had to cover her eyes while saying in an aggrieved voice: "Report to Lord Qiji, I... I can't see it either! ”

Yamato listened to the aggrieved voice of his adjutant, and there was a burst of anger for no reason. She exclaimed, "Won't you ask if there's anything you can see?" Idiot! ”

"Yes, Suhime-sama!" The adjutant hurriedly shouted at the top of his voice: "Does anyone know what happened?" Is there any?! As a result, no one answered her. The adjutant continued to ask, but there was still silence all around.

At this moment, Yamato of the deep sea had recovered from the dazzling white light, and she looked around and found that the entire surface of the sea was full of corpses of the deep sea. No, perhaps it would be more appropriate to call it a wreckage.

"What about my fleet? What about my so powerful fleet? And what about my personal guards? There are so many pro-guards, why did they disappear all of a sudden? You were still here just now?! Deep Sea Yamato's slightly aggrieved voice sounded.

She couldn't understand where her previously seemingly powerful Abystic Fleet, which could be called a moving scourge, had gone. Why, after a white light, her fleet and personal guards were gone.

"Perch. Suhime-sama,You.。。 Look there. The adjutant of the deep sea Yamato said to her in a trembling voice. The adjutant's pale arms pointing to the battlefield trembled from the horror.

Fukakai Yamato reprimanded his lieutenant for his timidity as he looked towards the battlefield.

"Hiss~~~" Rao is in various battles with the ship's mother, and the deep sea Yamato, who has seen countless tragic scenes, also gasped.

I saw a cruise ship in the center of the battlefield as the core, with a radius of five kilometers, and the whole was drawn in a neat circle. In this circular outward place, there are the pro-guards of the deep sea Yamato and the high-level deep sea led by them.

They were still in their previous positions at the moment, and Yamato could still see their expressions on the faces of the frozen members of the guards. What's wrong with them?

"Attack! What are you all doing there?! I command you to attack! Deep Sea Yamato shouted hoarsely at the motionless guards.

Seeing that his personal guards were still motionless, Deep Sea Yamato was anxious. She rushed to the captain of her own guard and shouted at her, "Yaga! Why not attack?! ”

After discovering that the captain of the guard still ignored him, Fukami Yamato was furious. She reached out and was about to tug the captain of the guard to teach her a profound lesson, but her hand just touched the captain's body. He was horrified to find that he was blind at his own touch, and the captain of the personal guard who had followed him for many years turned into powder.

"This... What the hell is going on?! Fukami Yamato looked at the powder in his hand with a look of horror. She tried to reach out and touch another member of her own guard, only to be reduced to powder as well.

"Perch. Suhime-sama, the little ones don't know either! The adjutant of the deep sea Yamato also saw the terrible scene just now, and said with a sad face.

Deep Sea Yamato only felt a burst of bitterness in his mouth, how many years, how many years have not encountered it. This feeling of powerlessness seems to have been experienced only in my own memory. It was called the Kikusui Operation, and it was actually a desperate and crazy operation of the Kikusui Special Attack.

She looked at the sky full of U.S. naval aviation and let out an unwilling roar, why? Why did he refuse to fight himself even though there were four mighty Iowa-class battleships; Why being the most powerful battleship in the world should be ended by a small plane; Why did the Japanese Empire, which had previously had the advantage in the Pacific theater, lose? Too much unwillingness and regret turned into strong resentment when she woke up. She hated the four Iowa sisters who could fight her but didn't fight; She hated herself for being too weak to protect her sister; She also hated the carrier-based planes that flew all over the sky, that is, they sank herself; She hated the stupid upper echelons of the empire even more, and if it weren't for their short-sighted policies, how could the empire have failed.

So she woke up, and as the strongest deep-sea warship--- the deep-sea Yamato woke up. With her unrivaled armor, the most powerful 460mm cannon of all beings, and her modest speed, she became the last nightmare of any admiral in this world.

The Japanese ship girls are very strange, or schizophrenia is better. At the beginning, the African governor introduced Carl to the common sense of various ship girls, and the Japanese ship girls were all sick and delicate, but they were not wrong. They will only turn black when the things they care about are threatened or harmed, even if they are recognized as good-natured Shozuru in the Japanese system. When blackened, often onlookers can't believe that this is the same person as before, in psychiatry this is called split personality disorder, also called psychosis.

And now the deep-sea Yamato is in such a state, the strongest fleet that has been saved by hard work and frugality to deter the whole world is gone; The guards that he built with his own hands and got along with him day and night are gone; The only thing left in the whole world is the adjutant who is called around by himself without complaint, but he doesn't even know his name.

Thinking of this, Deep Sea Yamato let out a creepy smile: "Oh, hehe, hehe~~~ This is really a pleasant feeling!" I don't want to experience it again, though. However, as a reward for experiencing this feeling once again, can I ask all of you here to die? Oh, hehehehe~~~"

Because the effect just now on the entire battlefield was too amazing, and everyone on the cruise ship could hear the laughter of the deep sea Yamato on the silent battlefield.