This is a tale of the anguish of an admiral who was neither Euthy nor Feti, who, though born in Europe, was a glorious Frenchman, but who was in fact only Asian.

His name is Omega Turnel...

A few weeks ago, he received several confidential assignments from the Governor's Office of the European Union as an inspection of his qualifications as Admiral, and this test of whether the Admiral is qualified will be held regularly in the governments of various countries, and the results are related to the amount of resources that the government has to assist the Governor's Office each time.

When the deep sea was still raging on the sea, this kind of test mission was basically to exterminate the deep sea, and since the victory of mankind in the battle against the deep sea, the content of the test mission has become strange.

This time, however, the task he accepted from the Governor-General's Office of the European Union was classified.

At that time, the Governor's Office did not force him to do it, but only gave him three different levels of tasks for him to choose, namely A, B, and C level tasks.

This is not the first time Omega has faced this choice, and he knows that with his own ability and his ability to guard the ship, it is very reluctant to choose an A-class mission.

But whenever Omega tried to back down, the words of a man's ambition would ring in his ears.

'What is the difference between the Admiral not playing Grade A and Salted Fish?' ’

Omega hates salted fish, and as an elegant Frenchman, he doesn't like the smell of baked food, and he gambles on his dignity as a admiral! As well as the trust in his own ship, Omega resolutely chose the A-class, that is, the A-class mission!

It's just Grade A! Even if I run out of resources, I won't build it for two months, jump off the building and die outside without money to treat it, and I won't be a salted fish!

Time, however, gave the French admiral an answer, one that made him feel hopeless.

"Grass and mud horses! e4 is just one slash away! Why did you give me a ditch at a critical time! I can't stand it! ”

"I can't take it anymore! The flagship is broken on the opposite side again, and he is persuaded to retreat and sent home! ”

"Damn! Fantasy is fake again! There you go! Just when I don't have your banishment! ”

"I really can't take it anymore! The barrels are all gone! I just can't get by! The other side is definitely open, right?!! ”

"Admiral, I can't stand it anymore!! The town guard has no resources at all! I can't open the pot tonight! ”

Above... It's basically the inner roar of the Admiral and the ship's mother in Brest Town at this time.

The Admiral of the Brest Town Guard sat on the rooftop and silently lit a cigarette, remembering the sentence he had said at the beginning, 'just a first-class one', leaving painful tears, tears running down his cheeks over the stubble that had not been shaved for I don't know how many years, and dripping on the ground a hundred meters from here.

"Death! Admiral E4 A can't get past and is going to jump off the building again! ”

All the shipwives of the Brest Town Guard Mansion gathered under the Admiral's Office, looking at their Admiral's 45-degree angle and looking up at the starry sky, with a look of lovelessness.

Why is it so difficult, you say, for a small Grade A mission?

The Admiral of the Brest Town Guard extinguished the smoke in his mouth, and there was no threat from the overwhelming torrent of the deep sea, nor the threat of the terrifying deep sea mines, but just a deep-sea roost hiding in a small island...... Although this level of deep sea is enough to be described as a monster that destroys the world, but with the high-tech weapons provided by the government, coupled with the battle-hardened ship girls under the command of his own town guard, it stands to reason that it should be very simple to kill a deep sea of the level of Qi Ji.

Anyway, he is also one of the heroes who led the EU in the Great War!

All right... The admiral of the Brest Town Guard Mansion also figured it out, and the other party was a deep-sea roosch!

With his own strength, he is enough to single-handedly take on the monsters of the entire United Fleet!

It's impossible to beat her without paying some price.

The price was a bit heavier, but in the end... Or hit that isolated monster to the point of dying!

"13,000 steel, 20,000 barrels of oil, 32,000 ammunition, 5,000 pieces of aluminum! Hundreds of times to break and persuade to retreat, hundreds of times to wait into the canal, countless supplies, seven days and seven nights of sleepless fighting! The Admiral of the Brest Town Guard stood up from the rooftop and threw the cigarette that had been extinguished by his fingers at his feet and trampled it into debris: "It has finally come to this point!" The last vestige of blood in the deep-sea meter! You're already scarred and can only hide in a corner! There is simply no strength to resist anymore! Unknown deep-sea perch! You will become my exploits and be remembered in history, and Richelieu, who kills you alone, will become the first shipwreck in the world to kill the deep sea roof alone! She'll become the hero of the ship's mother...... This town guard will be famous all over the world! ”

The Admiral of the Brest Town Guard had bloodshot eyes, he had waited for this day for too long, he hadn't rested for nearly a week, and he was waiting for this moment.

Witness the monster that was once able to easily push humanity into a desperate situation, and was slain by his own ship's own hands! Glory Wealth Resources... Everything will belong to him again!

The soul network of Richelieu, the strongest battleship in the Brest Town Garrison, who had gone to the combat area alone to deliver the final blow to the deep-sea roof who was still breathing, had been connected to him again.

"How? Did you kill the enemy? The Admiral of the Brest Town Guard, holding back the excitement in his heart, quietly listened to the battle report brought by his ship's mother at the front line.

"No... Not really. ”

"Are you going to kill now?" The Admiral of the Brest Mansion did not think that the Deep Sea Habitat Hime, who did not even have the strength to walk, might be the opponent of the strongest battleship under his command.

"I'm sorry... Admiral... I can't. However, a slightly apologetic voice came from the soul network.

"Why?"

Could it be because of that ridiculous pity? The ship's mother won't disobey the Admiral's orders because of this... And the deep sea does not need mercy, their existence is a bunch of monsters.

"Because... Reinforcements from the enemy arrived. Standing in the cave, holding the fleet command knife, ready to deliver the final blow to the deep-sea roost, Richelieu looked at the other figure standing beside the terrifying deep-sea perched with a wry smile on his face, and the figure exuding the same terrifying power as the deep-sea perch......

"Increase... Reinforce?! The Admiral of the Brest Town Guard felt a throbbing pain in his liver, and asked Richelieu in a trembling tone: "What level of deep sea?" ”

"At least at the level of ghosts... I simply can't beat it. The battleship's words told the cruel truth, and every word was like a sharp knife, destroying the heart and liver of the Admiral of the Brest Town Guard to the cregs.

Hearing this, the admiral of the Brest Town Guard Mansion was dizzy, and his body shook and fell off the roof.

"Death! The Admiral really jumped off the building! ”

Then Richelieu could only hear the cacophony of the other shipwives in his town.

In fact... Rather than worrying about his admiral jumping off the building, Richelieu felt that he should be more worried about how to escape from the hands of two ghost-level deep sea people......

Really... It's impossible to look at it!!

PS: Monday is here, silently ask for a recommendation!!

Ps1: But I haven't saved enough seaweed to build up, so that's fine... In this way, the ship's mother doesn't have to go hungry......