There is no doubt that the battlefield has shifted from the Sashi Town Guard Mansion to the Deep Sea Town Guard. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

But fortunately, this family reunion also ended on a relatively happy ending.

When the Admiral returned to the deep sea from Sashi, under pressure from his eldest daughter and the Zoshi Ship Girl, the Admiral had no choice but to put the proposal to build a portal near Sashi on the agenda.

If you change this world to the worldview of World of Warcraft, the Admiral will always have a sense of immediacy that the Burning Legion will build the portal on their doorstep.

It took a day to return to the Deep Sea Admiral from Sashi, and when he reached the Deep Sea Town Guard's Mansion, the Admiral did not stop, and directly took the elevator all the way down to find the middle of the Admiral.

Lu Sakura promised that once the portal was built, she would move to Sashi, and in the meantime she would need to return to her town guard mansion to account for some matters.

Therefore, Lu Ya was also able to obediently stay in Zoshi's school during this time, and Lu Li followed the admiral back to the Deep Sea Town Guard Mansion as soon as possible.

By now, I can't wait to run to my room to play games.

Following the elevator of the Deep Sea Guard's Mansion, the Admiral quickly reached the factory area located on the lowest floor.

In the past ten years, there has not been much change in the interior of the Deep Sea Town Guard, but some strange black technologies have increased a lot.

The middle of the studio's laboratory is still full of all kinds of dangerous goods that 'if you touch it, it seems that the world will be destroyed'.

The Admiral reined in his curiosity and found the figure of the middle suhime in the laboratory.

"What are you doing in between?"

The Admiral noticed that instead of assembling some strange things as usual, the Admiral was standing in front of a machine that looked like a hibernation pod and adjusting some data.

Next to the hibernation pod is an exaggeratedly large display screen with some... Scenes from the human world.

The Admiral barely recognized one of the scenes as a lecture hall at a human university, with some college students sitting in the classroom.

Judging from the ethnography of the students, this university should be located in a foreign country.

"Help Troy... Recall. ”

After she finished adjusting the data, the dormant pod released white gas, and then the entire hatch slowly opened, and the Admiral saw that Troy was lying inside.

"Memories? In the meantime, you're not going to ask Troy to do human experiments, right? ”

Although his research rarely touches on the biological aspect, as a work partner, he often goes to Troy for small experiments.

"No, this time I asked the middle."

Troy put her hand on her forehead, her expression not looking uncomfortable.

"Although I don't want to admit that I am aging, I am about to forget some things in the past, and even a few papers I wrote when I was young are a little unrememberable, so I use this machine to recall."

While Troy was talking, Z3, who was playing the role of a maid, ran out of nowhere, picked up Troy who was sitting on the machine, and put her in a specially modified wheelchair.

"This machine helps with memories?"

The Admiral suddenly remembered that in the picture of the university classroom just now, the lecturer standing on the podium was indeed very similar to Troy.

The resentment of the deep slowed Troy's aging, so the Admiral could recognize it at a glance.

"The memory tracer, I researched it with Nakasuhime... Small toys, do you want to try them, they are guaranteed to put you in some of the previous ... Wonderful memories. ”

Troy marketed his work like a salesman.

The Admiral looked at the machine and thought of a lot of things, what the Matrix, SAO...... Something like that.

But... Does retrospective memory sound like fun?

"Although I have something to do to find the middle, but since you say so......"

The Admiral is usually pulled by the middle of the house as a material for human experiments, and since Troy has already tried it, the Admiral thinks that there should be no problem in terms of safety.

"Hmm... Lie down. ”

The middle suki opened the door of the dormant pod again, and the admiral lay down in as the middle suki had instructed.

The moment the hatch closed, everything around it was cut off, and the Admiral was in complete darkness.

What the Admiral touched was also cold, and there was a faint cold air that spread throughout the cabin.

Close your eyes, don't be too inhibited, and you'll be playing a game." Troy's voice rang in the Admiral's ears.

'It's not like, 'It's a game, but it's not a joke?' 'The Admiral's mentality is a little out of character.

'What's that?' ’

It seems that what outsiders are saying, the Admiral can hear and reply to.

"No matter, anyway, it's started.,Since your memory sample hasn't been entered yet.,During this period, your memory playback time will appear randomly.,When the collection is complete.,You'll be able to jump exactly to the time you want.。 ’

‘……’

The Admiral didn't reply, but just closed his eyes, during which he felt the feeling of weightlessness in his body, and a subtle experience of time travel.

Soon, when the weightlessness disappeared, the Admiral found himself standing on a flat ground... Just as the Admiral opened his eyes in the next second, the Admiral... I was shocked by the image in front of me.

Over here... It was an office, an office that was somewhat unfamiliar to the Admiral.

Not only visually, but the Admiral can even smell the smell of coffee in the office!

Coffee? The Admiral glanced sideways at his desk, and suddenly saw Veneto sitting at his desk.

Veneto ...... Here it is... Italy?

The Admiral searched his own memories, trying to remember exactly when this had happened.

"Miss Veneto, please be sure to agree to this business."

A man's anxious voice rang in the Admiral's ears.

The Admiral looked sideways at the other person in the office, not himself... At least the Admiral couldn't have grown so tall in his life.

It was a middle-aged man who looked a little scruffy, dressed in the clothes of a clergyman, dressed as a priest.

"Business? We don't recycle garbage here. ”

A cold voice poured into the Admiral's ears, these were the words of Veneto.

Veneto, who was sitting behind his desk at this time, was completely different, or slightly different, from the Viceroy's memory.

At least now Veneto exudes an icy oppressive force, and if Vinetto utters the words 'throw this guy into the sea to feed the sharks', the Admiral is sure she is definitely not joking.

Perhaps the man dressed as a priest also realized that the underworld lady was not joking, and his forehead overflowed with fine beads of sweat, and his voice was nervous, but he still mustered up the courage to speak to Veneto.

"Not garbage! Definitely not rubbish, Miss Veneto, I'm sure this business will satisfy you......"

"We don't need thieves and scavengers here, and I don't have time to train the little ones who can't even hold a gun! And even if you humans pick up a gun, it will be a matter of one bite in front of those deep seas. ”

"No... He, the black-haired, black-eyed kid was different. ”

He used all his strength to explain to the other party, hoping to tell him what was special about the product before the other party lost patience. ’

Hearing this, the Admiral suddenly understood the timeline he was in.

It was the time of the deep-sea attack on Brindisi, Italy, and the Admiral did not yet have the status of an Admiral, a dead child who could be called a 'useless little guy'.

The Admiral's gaze looked into the corner of the room, and sure enough, he saw himself, who was then young, and he was being thrown in the corner with his hands bound with thick hemp rope.

His eyes looked at the ground without any lustre.

'Looks like I accidentally jumped into your black history, do you need me to skip it?' ’

Troy, who came from outside, said to the Admiral.

It's not black history, it can only be said that it is secondary two history, and it doesn't matter if you look at it. ’

The Admiral didn't mind much.

'I mind!' The unfolding of this memory of yours seems to be a very interesting gangster movie, but I didn't even watch the beginning. ’

Troy saw that the Admiral's tone didn't mind much, so he directly said what was in his heart.

In the fifteen years of working here, have you become more and more polite as you get to know you better? The essence of the dry girl is revealed, hey!

'Were you a Catholic?' Why was he sold to a mafia by a priest? ’

'Okay, okay, I think about it, the cause of the incident should be in ...... A week ago, jump back a week. ’

The Admiral retrieved his distant memories and gave an uncertain answer.

'Okay. ’

Soon the image before the Admiral was once again in darkness.

When the light came back on, the Admiral found himself in a military port.

The spectacle of the sky being shrouded in deep-sea resentment, and the deep-sea resentment spreading to the land, could have only been seen sixty years ago.

'Where is the military port?' Troy asked.

'The military port of Brindisi, Italy, is only part of the reinforcements from the USA ship. ’

The Admiral walked around on the extra-long airstrip, and from time to time you could see the passing ship girls, they were not like the current ship girls, whether they were attacking or patrolling, they could smile with a smile.

The expressions on the faces of these ship ladies were only solemn and serious, and the clothes on their bodies looked a little torn.

Also to the... In this apocalyptic era, every naval battle is a battle for the ship's life, and it is by no means a game of support after a big break.

Here, the big break represents death, and the other ship girls will never take the risk to rescue, even if the relationship is good, which big broken ship mother will directly choose to sink to end it.

Victory in the war is above all else.

It was in such a depressing and dangerous era that in the solemn military base, a... Little mice.

The Admiral came to a warehouse where the planes were parked, and soon found the thin figure groping around in the warehouse.