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The middle-aged man was named Wu Jiangyuan, a resident of Haitang Bay Town. Ever since the previous Admiral left six months ago, he had been hired to guard the entrance.
"The last Admiral left half a year ago. I heard he seems to have returned to his hometown in Northeast China... Three months before you arrived, the county government organized a cleanup here. The walls were all freshly painted, some broken windows have been replaced, and the surrounding collapsed walls were also repaired... The building on the east side by the cliff is the Comprehensive Building, with an Indoor Swimming Pool on the first floor and a restaurant on the second floor... The building on the west side is an apartment complex, with both single rooms and suites. However, all the old furniture inside has been removed by workers hired by the county government. Only in the room on the second floor facing south are there brand new furnishings. If Chutong has other Fleet Girls, they would have to go to the county town to buy furniture if they want to use other rooms... The office building on the north side has also been equipped with all new office supplies... That Color Steel Tile Shed over there can be used as a garage..."
Wu Jiangyuan was very serious and responsible, accompanying Chuyang on a tour of the Naval Base, explaining everything in detail.
"Since I can remember, this Naval Base has been here. According to the elders in town, this Naval Base was built in the 1960s by the First Admiral stationed here. He seemed to have over a hundred Ship Girls under his command, and when I was growing up, I often came here to play. At that time, there were probably five or six Admirals stationed at this Naval Base. There were many Fleet Girls back then... However, as time passed, fewer and fewer Admirals were stationed here, and their accompanying Fleet Girls were also not many, so the Naval Base became increasingly deserted... For a while, it was even abandoned... Your predecessor Admiral didn't live here because he only had one Fleet Girl and found it too lonely for just two people to stay here, so he rented an apartment in town and lived there..."
Compared to this era, before the 1980s was truly a great era filled with significant events and grand waves. Both the number of Admirals and Fleet Girls were much greater than now. Moreover, wreckage from warships was easy to salvage back then, and the output rate was surprisingly high. Therefore, Admirals before the 1980s typically commanded at least ten Fleet Girls; having twenty or thirty was quite common, while fifty or sixty was average. Having over a hundred meant one was truly powerful.
If we applied today's standards for classifying Admirals back then, it would be a huge joke. To claim oneself as Oti with just one battlecruiser-level Fleet Girl would be laughable; it would be more fitting for an African Warlord. The real Oti back then would at least have eight certificates from European Emperors; otherwise, no matter how many Fleet Girls one commanded, they would just be an Asian salted fish.
However, similarly, during that era, the number of Deep Sea Shipgirls was also far greater than today. Thus, relying solely on numerical superiority to completely eliminate Deep Sea Shipgirls was impossible. Nevertheless, due to their frequent activities causing unrest along coastal areas and widespread public discontent, various governments pressured the World Government. Ultimately in 1979, led by Naval Headquarters and uniting all major Battle Zones' Naval Bases, a massive crackdown on all Deep Sea Shipgirls worldwide took place, known as "The Battle of Jinghai."
Although humanity and Fleet Girls ultimately won this century-long battle and successfully drove Deep Sea Shipgirls deep into the ocean, it came at a heavy cost; countless Admirals and Fleet Girls sacrificed their lives in that large-scale conflict. By 1980 when fighting completely ceased, both Admirals and Fleet Girls numbered less than a quarter of what they had been previously.
Even today, after more than thirty years of recovery, the number of Admirals worldwide remains less than half of what it once was, and Fleet Girls have not significantly increased either.
Fortunately for now, Deep Sea Shipgirls also suffered heavy losses; aside from a few still active in coastal areas, most have retreated deep into the ocean. This has led to a relatively peaceful situation globally.
The details of this are all recorded in the Naval Chronicle, so after hearing Wu Jiangyuan's explanation, Chuyang no longer found the large Naval Base surprising.
"…This is the key to the main door; the other keys are inserted into the doors of each room." Returning to the communication room, Wu Jiangyuan handed a set of keys to Chuyang.
"Chutong, please sign these documents..."
Inside the communication room, Chuyang and Wu Jiangyuan were handling some handover matters regarding the Naval Base, while in the apartment building, Lexington was leading Saratoga and Isuzu in organizing the rooms.
The three furnished rooms were located at the southernmost end of the second floor. They were all single rooms with attached bathrooms, with walls painted only in white and gray, lacking any posters or decorations, making them appear somewhat monotonous. The furniture consisted of just a bed, a large wardrobe for clothes, and a set of ordinary tables and chairs.
There wasn't much to tidy up in the rooms. Before they arrived, Isuzu had taken it upon herself to clean every room in the three buildings thoroughly, giving special attention to these three furnished rooms, so they looked quite clean.
They only needed to organize their luggage before moving in, but clearly, now was not the right time. The fireflies nearby were complaining about being hungry, and although Andrea Doria didn't say anything, her conflicted expression indicated that Loli felt the same way.
Originally, Lexington wanted to prepare a delicious dinner. However, when she entered the kitchen and saw the ingredients Isuzu had bought three days ago, she turned around and left the kitchen.
It was clear that this girl could cook; she had bought rice, flour, and various vegetables. However, she had completely overlooked various seasonings and oil—how could Lexington cook without those?
"Isuzu, what have you been eating these past few days?"
"Uncle Wu brought me breakfast and lunch from home; I just had instant noodles for dinner."
Well then! It seemed they would have to eat out.
At this time, the sun had already set. Taking advantage of the dim night, the off-road vehicle drove out of the Naval Base, heading straight for Haitang Bay Town.
Meanwhile, in the church at the center of the town, the golden-haired Bishop glanced helplessly at the group of "believers" in the prayer hall, opened the Bible in his hands, and began the daily Mass.
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