32. Seriously, is there something wrong with this port?

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32. Seriously, is there something wrong with this port?

"It's finally ......"

Looking at the harbor that suddenly opened up in front of him, and looking at the sea glowing with turquoise light, the Admiral exhaled a long breath. There was a look of relief on his face.

Although the abandoned town guard mansion is said to be an abandoned town guard house, the size is also not too small. It's a long way from the manufacturing plant to the port area. It may not be a big deal for the ship's mother, but compared to the Admiral, the lack of sleep all night and the fatigue caused by the mental impact have already made him feel slightly dizzy.

After all, he is just an ordinary human being, no matter how much he exercises, there is no way to compare with the ship mother in terms of physical elements. He felt that he was not inferior to anyone else, but with this kind of physical gap, the Admiral could only regret his failure.

"If you're really tired, Admiral, you can wait until the fleet is out and go back to your dormitory to sleep. Anyway, the Sea Tiger is also there, and our logistics team is able to operate independently. โ€

"It's okay, I don't have any major problems."

To the oo1 who was moving forward with his hands in his pockets in front of him, the Admiral waved his hand.

"Compared to these problems, I am more concerned about the configuration of your equipment."

"Ah, the first generation of specs has been scrapped. If that kind of high-pressure cannonball is fired, it will cause a lot of mental pressure on the ship's mother. Although it is true that the 800-mm cannon can hit a long distance, the mental pressure and burden are relatively strict. โ€

Wisely not telling the Admiral about his health, OO1 pushed his glasses on the bridge of his nose and walked slowly in the direction of the harbor as he spoke.

"So I agreed a little bit with No. 691 on the issue of fixing. To put it simply, it is to abandon the high-altitude shooting assault type. **, cannons, projections, these will cause extreme subspace impact, which is extremely oppressive to our spirits. It can even be said that our combat effectiveness at the time of landing is not as good as one-tenth of the usual, although it is only for a moment, but there are also dangers. โ€

"With that in mind, I exchanged messages with the people of the expedition. A perfect replacement was found from those scraps. After 37o km/h and a long standby time, if the charge is set, the battery life is no problem. โ€

โ€œโ€ฆโ€ฆ But is there a problem with the direction of the investigation? โ€

"Huh?!"

A light sound suddenly came from behind the two, which scared No. 1 and shuddered. He looked at the white figure behind him in disbelief.

"Sacramento, are you still there? I always thought you were gone. โ€

"Is my sense of storage really zero?"

Sacramento gave a confused look in the back.

"I'd love to refute you, but now it's time to get down to business. It doesn't matter what I do, I still have to report to the Admiral if I have a problem with weapons, right? โ€

"Ah, that's right."

Glancing at the admiral who had suppressed a yawn, OO1 nodded.

"To put it simply, it's hard to describe exactly how it works. But what I can guarantee is that this kind of out-of-specification assault method can not only be used as a delivery device, but also as a high-compression guided weapon for special use. โ€

"Come in."

OO1 walked onto a concrete floor that looked a different color from the ground around him, and slashed down hard. A wave was instantaneously transmitted to the ground, awakening certain parts.

In the Admiral's already somewhat blank expression, the concrete floor slowly rose upward. Amid the sound of tooth-aching gears turning and steam jetting, a steampunk-looking elevator was rising to the ground against the cement slab.

"This is my latest underground machine factory in the port."

Standing on top of the cement slab, the petite body of OO1 was wearing a white gown, pushed the glasses majestically, and seemed to be proud and pointed to the elevator under his feet.

"The perfect use of steam power and mechanics, the supreme product forged under the art of flame. And it is perfectly connected with the shooting platform of the port and the harbor, so you don't have to worry about the problem of attack and defense, which can be described as a perfect workshop! โ€

"Ah, yes......"

What to do? My ship's mother seems to have a problem with her brain.

Seeing that complacent face jumped down and walked into the OO1 in the elevator, the Admiral didn't bother to ask her why she used such a thing when she had a motor unit.

Anyway, it doesn't make any sense to ask. He had long been numb to this situation. It's good that the ship girls are happy. He doesn't understand this aspect of technology, maybe what kind of high-tech is this thing, and its ability is boundless? Trust them.

"Ah, by the way, Sacramento, you hold the Admiral tight now."

"So?"

Sacramento hugged the Admiral with a confused expression, letting his body be pressed close to the Admiral. The kind of hug that lovers will feel shy about, but the person concerned has no feeling.

"Yes, that's it. And then come in. The third party watching from the side didn't show any wavering expression, and his face was indifferent to the red and green buttons that looked quite unsettling in the elevator. Then directly pulled down a hand brake.

The brass elevator screamed, spewing puffs of steam in all directions. The entire elevator cage shook as if it was about to fall apart, and the sound of gears running wildly roared around. The mottled flashes of light and shadow made Admiral Mu Ran's face show a pale look, as if he was an ancient Buddha in a ruined temple, full of expressions that had seen through it.

"It's a prototype and I need to keep it running. The character who protects the Admiral is left to you. If it weren't for protection, the Admiral probably wouldn't wake up for a while. โ€

"Then let's go."

Facing the control panel with strings of white arcs, OO1 smashed his fist downward with a smile on his face. There was a stabbing sound, and the Admiral only had time to take one last look at the last blue sky and white clouds outside, and the ensuing feeling of weightlessness made the unlucky man's eyes darken.

Sacramento is definitely the last conscience of the ship's mother, right?

Feeling the soft embrace of the girl beside him, the Admiral couldn't help but feel a sour heart. The bitter sensation mixed with weightlessness and pain in the liver to create an indescribable taste.

โ€ฆโ€ฆ It's not about throwing up, is it?

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