Chapter 132: A Painful Choice in the Storm
late at night
The wind mixed with the ink-washing rain, the wisps seemed to be connected into a continuous thread, one by one hanging from the invisible dark clouds overhead, raging wildly on the surface of the sea.
"Damn, are you going to stop here?" The avant-garde wiped the rain from his face fiercely, looking at the deep sea tide that kept surging in front of him, his eyes were full of unwillingness and anger.
"Avant-garde, did you meet the deep sea Yamato here before?" Bismarck in the rain did not seem to be affected in the slightest, and while skillfully adjusting the turret for the attack, he turned back and asked loudly.
"Instructor, there seems to be more and more of the deep sea around." Nelson, who was beside her, reported loudly, and she looked up at the reconnaissance plane swaying in the wind and rain, her face solemn.
"Sister, the deep sea is gradually appearing behind us." Rodney, at the end of the four-man fleet, also spotted the enemy, and after a salvo of three main guns, it was steaming in the heat of quenching under the rain.
Since the four men had secretly gone to sea without the consent of Acting Admiral Lexington, they were accompanied by the aircraft carrier responsible for reconnaissance and the expulsion of patrols. All of this information was obtained by Nelson's own sea plane, the Sea Otter, which had +7 to hunt the enemy.
But in an airplane flying in wind and rain, the hesitant wings and rotating propellers are affected by raindrops and wind speed, and the attitude is extremely unstable. In addition, Nelson is not an aircraft carrier with experience in controlling carrier-based aircraft, but is just an excellent battleship girl, so from takeoff to the present, the sea otter is shaky, and it does not fly smoothly at all.
So now there were only two paths in front of them, the first was to return to the town guard mansion, and the second was to continue with almost no information.
"Indeed, this is it, in front of it is the black cloud in the middle of the sea, and it is said that inside is the lair of the deep sea." The avant-garde looked at the blurred world in front of him and replied loudly. Although the light in front of him could only be illuminated by the lights on the ship's installation, looking at the familiar sea area under his feet, the avant-garde still roughly determined his current position.
"So are you going to go on now?" Bismarck dodged the shells from the darkness in the distance, and for the first time his usually cold and confident face showed a serious solemnity.
Is it really about to get close to the deepest sea in the center? There was a deep-sea species I had never seen before, she adjusted the searchlight on the ship's load, illuminating a black shadow that quickly flashed in the distance, and on the curved shark-shaped armor was a hideous large main gun, the size of a normal heavy cruiser mother's main gun, and its owner was a pale girl, with long silver-white hair flying in the darkness like fluttering willow branches.
This is definitely a deep sea that has never been seen before. Recalling the appearance of the figure just now, Bismarck said with certainty in her heart that she now had a faint worry about the trip against this order, because there were new deep-sea species that she could not determine the strength and number of, and she did not know whether she would encounter deep-sea battleships similar to ship mothers or even deep-sea aircraft carriers if she continued to move forward, these are unknowns that she cannot determine now.
She now finally knew why Lexington was vehemently opposed to them going to sea, because on a night like this, even the powerful herself could not guarantee a safe escape, let alone an expulsion or light patrol that was lower than her own. If the entire town guard mansion were to go to sea together, there might be several broken or even broken by now. She sighed and clenched the ship's suit in her hand, her red eyes revealing a seriousness that she had never felt before.
"Now?" The avant-garde clenched her fists in silence, feeling the raindrops that kept dripping down her body and the cold wind blowing across her face, she didn't know what choice to make. She hesitated whether to continue to venture forward in search of the dying Admiral, or to return safely.
Judging from the situation of Noah's Ark in a coma, the Admiral is already on the verge of life and death, and if he doesn't do anything, he may only be able to watch the otaku girl who usually likes to stay in the room disappear with the Admiral. It is precisely for this important reason that the avant-garde chose to go to sea in the face of Lexington's opposition.
However, it seems that the heavens are not on their side. The sky overhead grew darker as they sailed, and the clouds blocked out the moonlight, leaving them with only invisible darkness in their path. If this was the only thing, it wouldn't make the avant-garde give up, but then the deep sea like maggots with bones came out, one after another like minions that hindered their progress, and the speed of their sailing was greatly reduced, and now they all had to stop to meet them.
Looking into the darkness in the distance with no end in sight, the avant-garde felt an inexplicable despair. She now finally knew how it felt when the Admiral chose to sacrifice himself for everyone. Because he knew that there was no other way in the situation at that time, even if the shipwives tried to face the deep sea, which had an overwhelming advantage in numbers, they could not do anything.
"Advance Guard make a decision quickly, even if you choose to move on, we will be with you." Bismarck shouted.
She had already drawn her melee weapon, the command knife, and swung it vigorously, slashing the surrounding group of Deadpools close to her in two. The ship's armor, which was constantly steaming in the rain, could not shoot again in a short time, because each shelling of the battleship had to wait for a long time to cool down. Although every shell can achieve the effect of clearing the field, it is still so pale and powerless in the face of the huge number.
This is also the reason why every time you go to sea, the type of ship in the fleet cannot be the same. And now the formation of the four of them is the result of a serious loss of balance. The firepower is indeed powerful, but it is not up to par in terms of endurance.
Forcefully closing his eyes and slowly opening them, the avant-garde clenched his fists and said heavily: "Bismarck, let's go back, we ...... Get back! She knew that Bismarck was a very committed person, and that she would always do her best to accomplish what she promised. However, the current situation is as the cowardly acting admiral said, going to sea at night is tantamount to suicide.
She sighed and looked into the darkness of the distance, silently saying sorry in her heart.
"Avant-garde, are you sure? You must know that this is the only chance to save the Admiral, and if you miss it, you may ......" Bismarck did not continue, but the meaning was self-evident.
"Say no more, Bismarck." The avant-garde gritted his teeth with red eyes. She knew what Bismarck meant, but she also knew that if this continued, the only thing that would happen would be total annihilation.
Perhaps, Lexington is the one who is most like the Admiral, who would rather suffer in silence alone and do his best to protect everyone, but he didn't understand that he said such hurtful words to her before leaving. But I ...... I really hated the feeling that I couldn't do anything like this, so I could only watch the Admiral leave slowly, and I didn't even have room to stay.
The avant-garde sighed deeply and looked at the figure standing beside him, with a faint smile in his watery blue pupils. Thank you, Bismarck, Nelson Rodney, but I cannot put you at risk for my own reasons, for it is our duty to lose the Admiral, and the consequences of our failure are not to be borne by you, and one day I will sweep all the deep seas and use their wails as a funeral song for the Admiral.
She held her head high and stared fiercely at the darkness above her.
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