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For those who claim that Little Sword is plagiarized and insult it harshly, Little Sword just wants to retort: I curse you, but while you can criticize Little Sword personally, please do not insult Little Sword's family. Furthermore, if you are going to say Little Sword is plagiarized, please finish reading the book before you start your tirade. And to you critics, if you love to watch, then watch; if not, then leave.
"Admiral, what are you thinking about?"
"I am thinking about Deep Sea Tirpitz." Chuyang withdrew his gaze from the window, his eyes filled with contemplation.
The battle with Deep Sea Tirpitz yesterday afternoon, although ultimately won through everyone's efforts, came at a heavy cost. Nelson and Guam were severely damaged, and Scher Navy Admiral was moderately damaged. All the Light Cruisers, Heavy Cruisers, and Destroyer Girls, except for Firefly, took hits from the secondary gun attacks of Deep Sea Tirpitz, forcing them to withdraw from the battlefield early. Even the Aircraft Carrier Ship Girls stationed far behind suffered varying degrees of damage. If it weren't for Lexington using the last six BTD-1 Destroyers in conjunction with Firefly's ram to heavily damage Deep Sea Tirpitz, which had lost its main propulsion system and was completely unable to navigate the seas, Andrea Doria might have been sunk by Deep Sea Tirpitz.
Through this battle, Chuyang gained a profound and very intuitive understanding of the power of the Deep Sea Flagship. Despite being in such a dire situation with overwhelming enemy forces, it was still able to inflict heavy damage on a Combined Fleet composed of seventeen Fleet Girls. To be honest, before this, Chuyang never expected such an outcome; the strength of Deep Sea Tirpitz far exceeded his expectations.
However, Chuyang was not entangled in these thoughts. Instead, he recalled the look that Deep Sea Tirpitz cast before retreating. At that moment, while anxiously observing the battlefield through a telescope, he happened to catch that scene.
What kind of gaze was it? Pain, hatred, anger, struggle, confusion... In short, from that incredibly complex gaze, Chuyang could read too many negative emotions, even including a hint of grievance.
But how could Deep Sea Tirpitz have such complex emotions? And who was that gaze directed at?
Yet, there was a faint feeling within Chuyang that the glance back from Deep Sea Tirpitz was aimed at him.
But before this moment, he had never interacted with Deep Sea Tirpitz. Could it be that his former residence at the Naval Base, known as North Residence, had fallen into becoming Deep Sea Tirpitz? It seemed possible upon reflection. However, Lexington had encountered Deep Sea Tirpitz three and a half years ago, and at that time, his family's North Residence should still have been in a sketchbook drawn by Blanca, so the timeline didn't match up at all.
"Brother-in-law, don't worry; next time I will definitely sink Deep Sea Tirpitz," said Saratoga, who was sitting in the driver's seat with indignation.
Although at the last moment, other Fleet Girls from the local Naval Base in Ming City also rushed over. At the same time, a large fleet of Deep Sea Shipgirls arrived as well. If they were not just there to pick up Deep Sea Tirpitz and had no intention of continuing the attack, it would have been uncertain who would sink whom! However, the entire Ming City would surely be shrouded under the firepower of the Deep Sea Shipgirls.
"Just drive your car properly," Lexington said irritably.
"How about I take over?" Andrea Doria, sitting in the passenger seat, looked eager to try.
".........." Chuyang was speechless.
Could they really expect a Loli who had never touched a steering wheel and couldn't even tell the accelerator from the brake to drive?
At that moment, they were on their way to Naval Base 197, and it was already evening.
Under the setting sun, the rural landscape was quiet and peaceful. On the south side of the road were rolling mountains, while on the north side were neat rows of rice paddies, lush and green, looking quite delightful. Looking north along the paths between the fields, there was a small village hidden among the greenery, with wisps of smoke rising from chimneys atop each household, as if the air was filled with the aroma of cooking.
"Brother Chu Yang, how much longer until we reach the Naval Base? I'm hungry," said Firefly, who was resting her head in Lexington's lap, looking listless. Generally speaking, when a Loli showed such an expression, it meant she was either sleepy or hungry.
"We should be almost there," Chuyang said as he patted Firefly's little head.
Naval Base 197 was located at the westernmost end of Cinnamon Osmanthus Mountain Range to the south. Through the car window, Chuyang could already see the end of the mountain range.
Sure enough, after driving for two minutes, they suddenly came into an open view. Looking southward under the blue sky and white clouds was an endless expanse of blue ocean. The road also forked here; continuing west for about five kilometers would lead to Haitang Bay Town, a picturesque little town. Turning south onto a narrow stone path would take them to Naval Base 197.
The Naval Base was established at the foot of Cinnamon Osmanthus Mountain. It was bordered by hills on the east and north sides, facing the sea to the south, and separated by a small river from Haitang Bay Town five kilometers away to the west.
After stopping the off-road vehicle at the entrance of the Naval Base, Chuyang looked at the buildings inside through the iron fence on the white wall, somewhat surprised by the size of the Naval Base.
It stretched 500 meters from east to west and was about 400 meters wide from north to south. On this land of approximately 20,000 square meters, three six-story white buildings were constructed along the eastern, northern, and western sides of the wall in a long strip shape.
In the central square, there were flower beds, fountains, and a rockery among other landscaping features. Chuyang even spotted a table tennis table under the building on the eastern side. At first glance, it didn't look like a Naval Base; it resembled a high school campus.
"Admiral, you finally made it." Just as Chuyang and the others got out of the vehicle and hadn't steadied themselves yet, a girl opened the gate from inside at the northwest corner of the wall. It was Isuzu.
"Isuzu, what are you doing here?" Chuyang was puzzled; wasn't she supposed to return to Tongcheng to handle some trivial matters? How did she arrive at the Naval Base before them?
"Admiral, I arrived three days ago."
"Then why didn't I see you on the way?"
"I took a shortcut."
Well! At least that cleared things up. It couldn't be blamed on her for arriving first; they had taken quite a detour since they were unfamiliar with the route!
"You must be Chutong?" At that moment, a middle-aged man in his fifties walked out from the reception room inside the gate.
"I am Chuyang. Who are you?"
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