Thank you for your support! So this is today's third update~ Recently, my grades have dropped slightly, so I can only work harder! Regarding the plot that readers said that they had been pretending to be too forced recently, I would like to say that this is actually expected, because there will be a very interesting plot at the pledge meeting, please look forward to it~

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In the face of more than a dozen prototype ships of various types, what price does human society have to pay?

In order to intercept these crazy ship mothers, perhaps an entire war zone will be abandoned. Because the ability of those ship girls is far better than that of ordinary ship girls, even a war of attrition will be turned into on-the-spot looting by that group of battle-hardened prototype ships. Victory can only be achieved by completely abandoning the theater of operations for saturation bombing.

But what if those dozen prototype ships were paired with ancient weapons? The kind of weapon that is so powerful that it can almost be said to destroy the incarnation of Miè.

In the face of such a terrible enemy, humanity may abandon an entire sea area for strategic contraction. They will even order all the admirals in the sea area of the war zone to charge to the death at any cost, use human lives to consume the enemy's capabilities, and finally completely bury their survival with weapons of mass destruction. Even if this is the case, it will come at a very painful price, and it is not a dream to set the region back ten years.

So next, what if the dozen or so ships of ancient weapons were still surrounded by the four deep-sea flagships in the southeast, northwest, and northwest, leading their wingmen and all kinds of doglegs to form a group to plan to brush the headquarters? Faced with this situation, what choice should the human headquarters have?

There's really no choice either. Let's pack up and get ready for another big war. After the fight, I will know which side is completely ruined.

Because that's not a problem that can be solved by any one side of the sea. It was the prelude to the second major war set off by the deep-sea flagship of the deep-sea fleet. In the endless deep sea, how many deep-sea ship ghosts exist? How many unknown monsters exist? Can the weapons of destruction in the hands of humans completely destroy them on the ocean?

Humans don't dare to gamble. No one is going to joke with the lives of hundreds of millions of people. So just leave it alone. Just think of it as a secret between the upper classes, as a legend between words, aware of each other, and then as if there is no zài.

Just treat him like an ordinary admiral. An ordinary, but lucky, admiral looks at it, and that's enough. It's not just the choice of the local sea, it's also the meaning of the headquarters.

"Scams against one person? It's just ridiculous! ”

The young admiral huffed back to his room, and the more he thought about it, the more depressed he felt.

He didn't know what kind of feelings he had. Is it jealousy? Of course it's jealousy, why can he have such good luck? Why is he the only one who has everything? Why is he the only one who can run rampant everywhere he wants?

But it's not just jealousy. If he only knows how to be jealous, then he is not worthy of being a strong candidate for the Alaska governor's office. He was able to feel it. It's another kind of love.

"Commander, are you angry? It's rare to see the Admiral so angry. ”

"Anger? Am I angry now? ”

Looking at the blue ship girl who came up behind him, the young admiral said with some surprise.

"Ah, of course? The brows were condensed, the eyes were blinking, and the lips were about to become wavy. But it's really strange, Admiral, you don't always smile like that, don't you? How can you be angry like this? ”

"I'm not a saint, so of course I'm angry. Although this time I don't know what I'm angry about. It's like a stupid person. A hot head. ”

A bottle of red wine was taken out of the cabinet and the cork was uncorked, and the young admiral blew on his mouth and wiped the corners of his mouth.

"I said, Quincy. I used to love heroes. ”

"Huh? It's the same now, right? ”

"Pretty much."

Sitting in a high-backed chair with his clothes unbuttoned, the young admiral sipped the expensive red wine to his lips. The more I drank like this, the more I felt a trace of bitterness in some places in my heart. In the end, I could only drink more and more slowly, and gradually put the wine bottle in my hand on the table.

"I just feel a little ashamed."

Staring at the tan bottle on the table, the young admiral suddenly spoke. That one can still be called a young man. Even teenagers had a melancholy look on their faces.

One man, one fleet. What can be done is almost the intensity of the entire theater of operations. Moreover, they are still nails deeply inserted in the core of the deep sea, directly inserted into the interior of the Pacific Ocean, so that the trend of the entire deep ocean current is somewhat weakened, making it more difficult for newcomers to adapt.

But such a hero can only stand there in obscurity. There is no way to use strong means, there is no way to sue him directly, and there is no way to remind him vaguely. It's as if his exploits are completely incomprehensible. It's like this person. This governor of Guam has never done anything earth-shattering, erasing his existence from history.

There is no doubt that this is not right. But there is nothing to be done. Because he is a hedgehog with a piercing hand, anyone who stretches out his hand will be stung. And then the head broke the blood flow.

"Admiral, if you're so unhappy, why don't you ask yourself?"

“…… What did you say? ”

Looking at the ship lady behind him with some surprise, the young admiral said with some surprise.

"Anyway, it's not almost time for the pledge meeting, if you are really unwilling, Commander, just ask. It's just assuming, even if anyone doesn't feel bad, right? What's more, the Admiral, you are still the crown prince of the Alaska Governor's Palace, and he doesn't dare to snub you. ”

"Anyway, he doesn't know how powerful he is, and the other admirals don't know these inside stories, so just ask a little and communicate? It shouldn't be a hassle, right? ”

The blue ship girl nodded her lips and said with a somewhat embarrassed smile.

“…… USS Quincy. ”

"Huh?"

"I'm really sorry to treat you like a waste who only knows how to eat and drink. I now believe that you are a real prototype ship. Only you're a very good person who can think from this perspective, right? Thank you so much, Quincy. Your perspective has helped me a lot! ”

"Although I was praised, I want to punch the Admiral no matter what......" Facing the Admiral who bowed with a stern face, a green vein bloomed on the Quincy's forehead. (To be continued......)

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