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"Writing about battles is so difficult..."
"Sis, I've definitely got the MVP." With a wave of his hand, six Sea Viper Fighters soared into the sky from the flight deck of the Saratoga, charging towards the Carrier-Based Aircraft fleet of the Deep Sea Aircraft Carrier Maid.
"You're so full of yourself. Teacher Feng Xiang is the strongest," protested the girl beside him.
The girl's name was Fubuki, and like Feng Xiang, she was also one of Meng Ming's Fleet Girls.
In fact, among the entire Combined Fleet, aside from Nelson and Guam from the Military Police Bureau, all fifteen remaining Fleet Girls were under the command of either Chuyang or Meng Ming.
Among them, Lexington, Saratoga, Andrea Doria, and Firefly belonged to Chuyang. The eleven Fleet Girls under Meng Ming included Light Aircraft Carrier Girl Feng Xiang, Fubuki, Battleship Yamashiro, Battlecruiser Admiral Scheer, Heavy Cruiser Girls Salt Lake City, Light Cruiser Ship Girl Cologne, as well as Destroyers Kagerou, Cossack, and Eskimo.
"Lexington Sister is the best," Firefly cheered for her big sister. However, when she turned to see Saratoga, she quickly added, "Saratoga Sister is also the absolute best Aircraft Carrier Ship Girl."
To prevent surprise attacks from deep-sea Submarines hidden beneath the surface, two little ones, Andrea Doria and Kagerou, were primarily tasked with anti-submarine operations while being protected by the four Aircraft Carrier Ship Girls.
Similarly, alongside the other Battleships and Battlecruiser Shipgirls, the light Heavy Cruisers and Destroyer Girls focused on air defense and anti-submarine efforts.
"Lexington and Saratoga are still so young. Our mom, Feng Xiang, has been around for 52 years," said Kagerou, who wore sonar headphones like Firefly, with a hint of disdain.
"It's just because they have good Carrier-Based Aircraft. If you gave the Sea Viper and BTD-1 Destroyer to mom Feng Xiang, she'd be a Vice Admiral Level Ship Girl too."
"Lexington and Saratoga Sister are the strongest. Even if you gave those two Carrier-Based Aircraft to your mom, she still wouldn't be as strong as Lexington Sister and Saratoga Sister." After confirming that there were no deep-sea submarines below, Firefly's eyes twinkled mischievously. She twisted her waist, and five torpedoes "plopped" out from her five-tube 533mm torpedo launcher at her waist, targeting all remaining deep-sea shipgirls except for the Deep Sea Tirpitz.
There was no helping it; as Fleet Girls, they all had a heart set on claiming MVP.
"Feng Xiang is the best mom."
Looking at the two Lolis in front of her who were playfully fighting, Feng Xiang chuckled and drew three long arrows from the quiver at her waist, nocking them onto her longbow. Her previously gentle demeanor transformed into one of sharp intensity in an instant, as the three arrows sliced through the air, becoming three 97-Class Carrier-Based Aircraft aimed at the Deep Sea Fleet.
"Fubuki, be mindful of how frequently you launch your Carrier-Based Aircraft."
"Feng Xiang sensei, why can they launch three waves of Carrier-Based Aircraft in a minute while I can barely manage two?" Although reluctant to admit it, Fubuki had to acknowledge that within the same timeframe, not only she but even her teacher Feng Xiang launched fewer Carrier-Based Aircraft than Lexington or Saratoga.
"Practice more." The skills for operating Carrier-Based Aircraft can be taught, but the speed of launching them relies solely on practice; as the saying goes, practice makes perfect.
At the forefront, Saratoga and Lexington had already launched their initial wave of twelve Sea Viper Fighters, which were now entangled with the deep-sea Carrier-Based Aircraft.
With flames spewing from the cannons on either side of their noses, both sides saw their Carrier-Based Aircraft turn into fireballs as they fell into the sea.
Unfortunately, compared to the number of Carrier-Based Aircraft that a deep-sea Aircraft Carrier Ship Girl could launch at once, the Fleet Girls could only launch half as many. Although the performance of the Sea Viper was slightly superior to that of the deep-sea carrier's F4U Corsair, only one out of twelve Sea Vipers remained after such a short time. Of course, the situation for the deep-sea side was not much better; only one was left chasing after the Sea Viper piloted by Saratoga.
"What a high casualty ratio," Fubuki exclaimed. Although to some extent, Lexington and Saratoga benefited from the performance of their Carrier-Based Aircraft, achieving a nearly two-to-one casualty ratio would have been impossible without exceptional operating skills. Take her for example; if she were to operate a Sea Viper, the best casualty ratio she could achieve would be one-to-one, and that would be under stable conditions.
However, before Fubuki could finish her astonishment, her eyes widened in disbelief.
"How is this possible?"
"Nothing is impossible; perhaps this is truly the strength of a Vice Admiral Level Ship Girl," Feng Xiang said with a wry smile. If she had felt somewhat unconvinced before, she was now genuinely convinced.
In the blue sky, a Sea Viper, which had been targeted by enemy aircraft at six o'clock, suddenly pulled up sharply. It traced a small arc in mid-air, its propeller coming to an abrupt stop as it dove vertically at a 90-degree angle, crashing directly into an F4U Corsair flying below it.
If it comes to maneuvering a fighter jet in a backflip, Feng Xiang believes she could do it easily. However, actions that almost defy the principles of flight are beyond her capabilities.
As the last fighter jet of the Deep Sea Carrier was destroyed, a formation of BTD-1 Destroyers flew over the Deep Sea Fleet.
Dozens of bombs rained down, exploding within the Deep Sea Fleet and sending towering columns of water into the air. Two Deep Sea Heavy Cruiser Maids suddenly sank. Aside from the Deep Sea Tirpitz, which seemed unaffected despite taking a bomb hit, the other three Deep Sea Shipgirls were all heavily damaged.
At the same time, the Andrea Doria, sailing at the forefront of the Combined Fleet, suddenly turned its turrets to aim at the Deep Sea Fleet.
"Boom!"
Four quadruple 14-inch guns fired simultaneously, launching four black shells through the air with a whistling sound toward the position of the Deep Sea Fleet.
"This is unbelievable." Guam, positioned almost parallel to Andrea Doria, rubbed her eyes in disbelief. After confirming that two of the enemy fleet's Deep Sea Battleship Girls had indeed been heavily damaged by a single shot, she looked at Andrea Doria in astonishment.
It should be noted that they were still quite far from the Deep Sea Fleet, barely within the extreme range of a Battleship's main guns. At such an extreme distance, hitting anything was already impressive; even for an Admiral-class Fleet Girl, achieving a hit rate of twenty percent would be considered excellent.
Airi managed to hit two out of four shells—such accuracy was almost miraculous!
"Why did I miss my target on Deep Sea Tirpitz when I was locked onto it?" Andrea Doria felt a bit frustrated.
(PS: I originally wanted to write about cobra maneuvers, but it seems propeller planes can't perform that action, so I had to make something up. Please don't take it too seriously.)
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