Elder brother's garrison

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Cleveland, listening to Veneto and Roma's conversation, could only pretend not to know.

Cleveland and Nia knew that Xiaobai was not an admiral from the first chapter, and Xiaobai also knew that Cleveland knew about his situation.

However, some things are better left unsaid, and sometimes playing dumb is necessary.

“Perhaps someone of the same rank as the eldest sister has come here for the same reason as the admiral?” Rome asked again.

“How could that be?” Veneto glared at Roma.

Xiaobai was advised by Lexington to come to the first chapter to experience the feeling of going to war because the new naval base had changed admirals.

Naval bases that change admirals are extremely rare, and by the time a naval base reaches the level of a newbie naval base, the ship girls have already formed an incredibly close relationship with the admiral, so how could they easily accept the idea of ​​changing admirals?

Rome wanted to ask more questions, but when they saw Veneto glare at them fiercely, they immediately gave up.

Just then, Fubuki's voice finally came over.

"Deep-sea reaction ahead!" Four destroyers emerged rapidly from the black fog and returned to Veneto's side. "Large-scale deep-sea reaction."

"How many?" Veneto asked.

"Forty-seven independent deep-sea reactions came together."

"Hmm?" Veneto frowned.

so much?

This is the size of a small deep-sea cluster.

“Sister Veneto!” Roma looked at Veneto with a determined expression.

"You want to fight?" Veneto asked, looking at Rome.

"Yes I do."

"A cluster of forty-seven deep-sea individuals means the enemy's numbers have reached a certain scale. At that point, a single shell can hit double digits," Veneto said calmly. "Improper positioning will wear down the ship's rig, and damaged rig will affect performance. If you face so many enemies and risk your life and momentum to take down the first ten, what about the remaining thirty? If there are destroyers among them that can launch torpedoes, and they launch ten torpedoes at the same time, blocking all your retreat routes, and you have no experience in fighting outnumbered, even a one-on-one fight will be a problem, then do you still want to fight?"

"Uh..." Rome was speechless after Veneto's words.

“There have been many ship girls in history who were better than you, but they didn’t even make it out of the first chapter,” Veneto said. “You are my sister, and you are strong, but you are not strong enough to ignore the strength of the enemies in any sea area of ​​the first chapter. Strength has given you power, but it has also blurred your judgment. If you continue to fight with this kind of thinking, you may end up like those ship girls who couldn’t make it out of the first chapter, turning into scrap metal in this sea.”

Veneto was merciless, even a bit harsh.

But Rome was completely shut down.

"Veneto, let's talk about Rome when we get back," Cleveland said, feeling it was disrespectful to his sister to lecture her like that at sea.

“Okay.” Veneto patted Roma on the waist. “Let’s stop here for now.”

"Sister Veneto, what should we do next?" Roma asked, looking at her older sister with a somewhat aggrieved expression.

"What else can we do? Go back and report the situation here to the admiral. Letting the abyssal fleet stay on the surface like this and letting some reckless ship girl squad charge in is unacceptable," Veneto said calmly. "Fighting those abyssal ships now is pointless, and our most important asset, the aircraft carriers that can fight outnumbered, is still stuck on the beach."

"Oh……"

"Sister Veneto!" Just as everyone was preparing to return home, the four Fubuki sisters showed a rather troubled expression.

"What's wrong with Fubuki?" Veneto asked.

“Um, Veneto-nee-san, when we detected the deep-sea reaction, we already discovered that ship girls were fighting them,” Fubuki said.

Chapter 271 The Time for Farewell Has Arrived [Third Update]

Veneto is so tired.

There are always some young and impetuous new ship girls in the world. Because they have a good starting point, they become arrogant and think they can do whatever they want. Without careful consideration, they go up to challenge enemies that they clearly cannot defeat.

These ship girls either need to be taught a harsh lesson like Veneto just did, to break their spirit, or they need to be made to slowly realize the truth through brutal battles, or they need to pay the price with their lives.

Don't say Veneto is strict; for Rome, being severely criticized once reduces the chance of a future life-or-death situation, which is a huge win for her.

Veneto covered his forehead: "Fubuki, what was the battle situation you sensed just now?"

"Hmm...it seems the ship girls are being suppressed quite badly," Fubuki said. "There are only six ship girls left."

Veneto glanced at Rome, as if to say, "This is the consequence of your going."

Rome quickly offered a fawning smile.

"What do we do now?" Fubuki asked Veneto.

Veneto just said he would let them go back to the beach.

Veneto looked at Fubuki's innocent expression and reached out to pat her head.

"To protect themselves, ship girls must always prioritize their own lives when going on expeditions, and should never take risks until the very last moment," Veneto said.

Fubuki lowered her head.

“But ultimately, ship girls exist in the world to protect humanity. If they can’t even protect their own kind, what are they supposed to protect humanity?” Veneto said.

Fubuki raised her head, and in her jewel-like crimson eyes, a red light burned like a rising fighting spirit.

“Sister Veneto, didn’t you say this was dangerous…” Roma said to Veneto worriedly.

"Huh? Did I say that?" Veneto turned to look at Roma, a slow smile curving his lips. "Roma, next time I speak, you'd better understand and listen carefully."

Above the dark depths of the sea, a blood-red light slowly rose in Veneto's eyes.

What I'm saying is, it's dangerous for you.

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Fire exploded.

Even for ship girls, the sound of enemy artillery fire colliding with their ship equipment and tearing it apart is enough to terrify them.

A buzzing sound echoed in my head.

This stimulating sensation, which wasn't from a painful spot, made Glorious involuntarily close his right eye.

She stared intently at the deep-sea amphibious ships ahead with her left eye.

Amidst the deep-sea wreckage shattered into scrap metal, severed in half, and melted into dust, amidst the deep-sea remains that would sink to the seabed in the next second to be decomposed again by the resentment of the deep sea and become food for the new generation of deep-sea beings to build their bodies, a group of girls from deep-sea amphibious ships stood coldly on the sea surface, emitting a faint purple light like death knells, silently staring in this direction.

Perhaps the word "stare" is not quite accurate, because their eyes are covered by a thick layer of mecha armor, with only a faint light indicating that there is still some human-like vision in the back of their heads.

Undeterred by death or pain, like locusts or swarms of ants, the deep-sea amphibious ships launched wave after wave of suicidal attacks on the ship girls.

They had a numerical advantage and could have chosen a more economical fighting style, but they didn't. Just as throwing themselves into the embrace of death is as natural as stepping into a soft bed at night, they still chose the most exhausting way to die.

Kill one hundred enemies, but lose one thousand of your own.

However, this is precisely why the pressure on the ship girls is even greater.

A series of cries came from beside me.

Glorious turned his head, and the light cruiser girl beside him was firing back with her turret while crying bitterly, tears streaming down her face.

"Glory! Your ship equipment is damaged." On the other side of Glory, a light carrier ship girl said urgently.

The glorious ship's rigging could not withstand the enemy's continuous artillery fire. After taking the last shell, it finally collapsed like the last straw that broke the camel's back.

"It's alright." The ship equipment was connected to the ship girl's body. The moment the ship equipment broke apart, Glorious also felt waves of tearing and shattering pain coming from inside her body.

Koei suppressed the intense pain and encouraged the ship girl beside him, saying, "Cheer up, I'm only moderately damaged."

As the flagship, Glorious's mental state affects the ship girls around her, so Glorious must never express any negative emotions.

Behind her were two heavily damaged destroyers who were unconscious and a light cruiser that had lost its combat capability.

Glorious looked at the light patrols and light mothers on both sides, and a bitter feeling welled up in his heart.

This is the real battle.

Accompanied by the overwhelming aura of the deep sea, the fearless deep-sea amphibious ships swarmed towards them like locusts, exchanging one for one, two for one, even five for one, or ten for one. As long as they could cause any damage to the ship girls, even if it was just leaving a tiny bullet hole in the enemy's ship equipment, no matter how many lives of their own kind were sacrificed, it was a victory for the deep sea.

If we're talking about using sheer numbers, no creature in the world can compare to the deep sea, and no creature understands the concept that life is nothing more than infinitely reproducible garbage better than the deep sea.

For the first time, Glorious experienced the terror of the deep sea.

The deep-sea amphibious ships that were once thought to be dull, stupid, and even slightly cute have now gathered together to form a deep-sea cluster. Glorious can only feel endless fear from their identical numb expressions.

The deep sea is terrifying.

They are creatures that devour everything, iron cavalry that trample on life, demons that despise everything and even devour the flesh and blood of their own kind.

Glory fully understands why his teammates are crying.

Anyone would find it hard to remain calm in such a terrifying situation.

Glorious and her teammates are ship girls who are going to conquer the fourth node. Glorious is a battlecruiser, and her teammates are two light cruisers, two destroyers and one light carrier. For the fourth node, this lineup can be described as luxurious.

As the flagship, Glorious was always taught by the admiral that she carried the lives of six ship girls on her shoulders. As the flagship, she had to act with utmost caution, and Glorious kept this in mind.

However, on this day, on the way to the fourth node, Koei made a fatal mistake.

During the peaceful journey, Glorious sensed that something was amiss at the fourth node of the day, but before reaching its depths, the surrounding Abyssal ships posed no challenge to her and her teammates, causing her to become complacent.

When the enemy was detected in the surrounding area, Glorious didn't even think carefully before giving the order to advance, and that's when they encountered them.

A total of sixty deep-sea vessels.

Once discovered, there's no escaping it.

The artillery fire, like a vast net, covered the sky and blocked out all escape routes.

Glory and her teammates could only barely fight back and survive under heavy artillery fire.

But in the end, this only delayed his own death.

After sacrificing the lives of more than ten deep-sea creatures to reduce the fighting capacity of three of Glorious's teammates, Glorious and her companions were completely unable to mount any meaningful resistance.

Its own ship equipment was also destroyed, and it could no longer stop the enemy's advance.

Glory looked at his two teammates beside him, then turned back to look at the three girls who had lost their fighting ability.

—Glorious smiled with a touch of melancholy.

"I'm sorry..." Glory said, looking at his teammates beside him.

"Glory is not wrong!"

"No one expected to encounter a deep-sea fleet here! Glory, don't lose heart, we will definitely escape!"

Upon hearing the glorious voice, the teammates immediately responded with encouragement.

Just like the deep-sea amphibious ships relentlessly closing in on them, like dominoes, what kind of chain reaction could occur and they all be wiped out in one shot?

"Yes, you will definitely be able to escape." Glory looked at his teammates with a smile. "I swear I will let you escape."

"glory……"

"This is my last command as the flagship." As Glorious finished saying this, he finally felt a sense of relief, as if a shackle had been removed from his heart.

Large tears streamed down her face.

It feels so good to be able to cry.

Glory felt his hands begin to tremble at that moment.

—It feels so good to be afraid.

"Don't worry about me. Take the three lovely girls behind you and go back to find our admiral." Glorious's voice trembled. "Don't forget to buy fresh, hot milk and bread. The girls haven't had breakfast yet."

"Glory! Could it be that you...!"

"Hurry up!" Glorious abandoned his teammates, shouting at the top of his lungs as he sprinted towards the deep-sea fleet.

"Glory! Stop!!" The cries of his teammates were drowned out by the smoke and fire of the gunfire.

Only a powerful attack can temporarily create a gap in the enemy's encirclement and halt their advance.

Only then can teammates have a chance to escape.

—Let's hope those children don't waste the opportunities they created with their lives.

Glorious raised its rigging and charged fiercely toward the Deepsea Amphibious Ship.

This body is made of steel, returning reason and love to the light.

Even the smallest ant, when it gives its all, can ignite a light that drives away the darkness.

This is the self-destruction of the ship girl.

It is the ultimate means of treating oneself as ammunition and blood as fuel, burning and exploding in front of the enemy, thereby triggering a chain reaction and detonating the enemy.

Glory could no longer hear anything.