Elder brother's garrison

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“Well, I can’t tell if they’re all one-shot kills, but they’re definitely not the same level of power as those in the first chapter,” Sukhbaatar said.

Xiao Bai started to worry again.

She was certainly not worried about Veneto's safety, but she was a little worried about how long it would take Veneto to resolve the matter.

There are many deep-sea amphibious ships that have come ashore. After the beach attack, most of the ship girls who used their ship equipment to withstand the attack in order to protect the admirals' retreat have lost their combat effectiveness. Therefore, there are not many ship girls left to defend. Although they are not showing signs of weakness yet, it is obvious that they cannot hold out with just these few ship girls.

If the issue of the Deepsea Commander who oversees these Deepsea Abyssal Ships is not addressed promptly, leaving the land-based Deepsea Abyssal Ships without command, the land will inevitably fall sooner or later.

Looking at the worried expression on Xiaobai's face, Sukhbaatar felt as if his heart had been pierced by several arrows.

Although Sukhbaatar is a ship girl, she is more like a "person who maintains order," and she is exceptionally fair in most cases.

Human affairs are left to humans and their ship girls to handle; she herself will never interfere.

However, he himself was partly to blame for this incident, and even if Sukhbaatar was indifferent, he couldn't completely absolve himself of responsibility.

That's right, Sukhbaatar is actually a fairly responsible ship girl (only when it comes to admitting her mistakes).

So Sukhbaatar could only pull out a piece of blue metal from his ship's equipment with an apologetic and painful expression.

While Xiaobai was still worrying about how to deal with the unexpectedly strong Deep Sea Dean, he saw Sukhbaatar pull out a dark blue metal object, which piqued his curiosity.

"Lord Su, what is this?"

“This is her deep-sea metal,” Sukhbaatar said with a wronged expression. “It’s a special item reserved by the Dean.”

The "she" Sukhbaatar was referring to was, of course, Pachina.

“This thing contains more than 80 percent of her power, you know what I mean,” Sukhbaatar said.

"Huh? Does Lord Su mean to give this to Pachina?" Xiaobai asked.

If Pachina gets this deep-sea metal back, he might be able to return to his peak form as the Deep-Sea Dean. With his powerful combat abilities, he should be more than capable of protecting just one coastline.

“No, I mean, give this to you.” Sukhbaatar gritted his teeth and pushed the blue deep-sea metal into Little White’s arms. “Eat this.”

"Huh?" Xiaobai was stunned.

“You’ve eaten the horn of the Deep Sea Yamato before, so this shouldn’t be a problem for you either,” Sukhbaatar said. “Your ship equipment has already formed a special link with the Deep Sea Yamato. If you eat this, you can probably form the same special link with Pachina.”

"Ah..." Xiaobai still didn't understand what Sukhbaatar was saying.

“What I mean is, since you were able to steal the Abyssal Ship Equipment, it shouldn’t be a problem to lend it out. After you finish this, you should be able to lend the ship equipment to Pachina,” Sukhbaatar said. “Your ship equipment doesn’t have the Abyssal aura, so if you give it to her, she’ll just be seen as the world’s first fortress ship girl, which will save you a lot of trouble.”

Xiao Bai stared blankly at the deep-sea metal in his arms.

She had just learned that Pachina had dropped rare materials, which Sukhbaatar had stolen.

Unexpectedly, Sukhbaatar was unable to bear the pangs of conscience and handed the item over to me.

Xiao Bai turned around and looked at Pachina lying on the ground, his mind racing with memories.

This thing feels about as hard as Yamato's horn, and it doesn't seem like it's inedible...

Xiao Bai swallowed hard.

Xiaobai had no doubt about Sukhbaatar's words; she knew a lot and wouldn't talk nonsense.

only……

Xiaobai looked at Ringo sitting next to Pachina with some difficulty.

Ringo had been staring at her the whole time, and she didn't know if she had overheard Shiro and Sukhbaatar's hushed conversation.

Eating deep-sea metals in front of her is a bit stressful.

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The battle on the beach was intense, and the outcome was a matter of life and death for the ship girls, so all the admirals here focused their attention on the ship girls on the beach, and very few admirals were looking around.

Even if Xiaobai is beautiful, not many admirals would be like lunatics peeking in this direction at this time.

However... there are exceptions.

From the beginning until now, Ringo has been sitting in the same spot watching Shiro.

Xiaobai, holding the blue deep-sea metal in her arms, turned around and looked at Ringo, revealing an embarrassed smile.

Speaking of which, there were quite a few things in my conversation with Sukhbaatar that are not suitable to be told to outsiders.

Ringo seemed very approachable and easy to talk to, but she was still the governor after all.

Just as Xiaobai was at a loss with the deep-sea metal, Ringo closed her eyes at the opportune moment.

She hugged her legs, buried her head in her thighs, and huddled in the corner.

This cooperative attitude is practically a euphemism for saying, "I don't know anything, please continue."

Ringo is indeed a very good person.

As expected of his brother's junior, he seems to be "one of us".

Xiao Bai took one last look at the defense line on the beach, then picked up the deep-sea metal in his hand and walked to the Pachina on the ground.

After Ringo withdrew her gaze, no one around paid any attention to Shiro anymore.

Xiao Bai sat down next to Pachina, holding Deep Sea Metal, with his back to the crowd.

Xiaobai looked at the pachina on the ground, then gently exhaled and bit down on the deep-sea metal in her hand.

The crunching sound was like biting into a shaved ice.

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On the beach, the four Fubuki sisters were swimming on the sea surface. Under the gunfire from both sides, they looked like four blue phantoms, constantly paddling around the deep-sea ship that was approaching the shore.

As they moved, one deep-sea amphibious ship after another sank into the water like ships that had been chiseled into the ground.

Many on the shore couldn't help but click their tongues in amazement at the ghostly fighting power of the four members of the Fubuki group.

These four destroyers are incredibly powerful.

Under the leadership of the Dean of the Deep Sea, a considerable number of Deep Sea Occupants attacked the beach, numbering nearly one or two hundred. Although the barrage of artillery fired by this number of Deep Sea Occupants was not as dense as that encountered in the previous beach attack, it was still not something that ordinary destroyers could avoid.

Almost all the ship girls were unable to move under this barrage of cannon fire. They could only watch enviously from the shore as Fubuki and the others dodged the astonishing amount of artillery fire as if they were playing in the water, and took their lives right under the enemy's nose.

"So strong." Nia's ship girl, Takao, was one of the ship girls participating in the salvo on land. Looking at the four destroyers who had been sailing with her in the fourth sea area just a few days ago, she had many feelings.

Takao knew that the ship girls, whose strength far surpassed her own, were powerful, but she didn't know exactly how powerful they were.

Kaohsiung's own weakness limited his imagination. Before today, he would never have imagined that there were destroyers in the world that could move freely under such a dense barrage of artillery fire.

We're still fighting; this isn't the time to be distracted.

Kaohsiung shook his head, clearing the unnecessary thoughts from his mind.

The fact that the four Fubuki sisters are so adept at fighting doesn't mean that the ship girls on the beach defense line have it easy.

Actually, we're almost at our limit here too.

These ship girls are, after all, just a temporary team of ship girls with varying levels of training and their coordination is not very good. Therefore, there are often Abyssal ships that are missed. Although Fubuki and the others can catch these stragglers with their sweeping ability, over time, the ship girls' weaknesses will become more and more apparent due to the mental fatigue of battle.

There are far too many deep-sea amphibious ships; these few dozen, or even a dozen, ship girls simply cannot handle them.

Just as Kaohsiung was getting serious, as if confirming her thoughts, sure enough, the ship girls' defenses encountered a problem.

"Boom!" On a beach some distance away from her, a ship girl was accidentally hit by a shell from an Abyssal ship.

The ship girl's body was sent flying backward like a paper doll, instantly creating a gap in the tight defensive line.

The immense pressure instantly pressed down on the ship girls surrounding the one who had been blasted away.

"Oh no!" Kaohsiung's expression tightened, and his heart skipped a beat.

As expected, the ship girls reached their limits much earlier than they had imagined.

"I can't hold on! Is anyone there to help?" The ship girl who was blasted away had the lowest training level. She had been holding on for a long time, but when she was exhausted, she was hit directly in the body by the enemy's attack and lost her fighting ability. At this moment, the ship girls around her could no longer pretend to be brave and hurriedly sought help from the surrounding area.

However, the ship girls on the defensive line have basically done their best, and at this point, there are only a few ship girls who can step in to help share the pressure.

Kaohsiung assessed the distance between that location and himself, and could only sigh.

The whip is beyond reach.

"I'll do it!" Just then, Takao saw Atago move her ship equipment and the ship girl next to her to move a few places, filling the gap left by the ship girl.

"Thank you!" The surrounding ship girls quickly cast grateful glances at them.

Atago, who is usually leisurely and lazy, now had a rather serious expression. She gave the surrounding ship girls an encouraging smile before concentrating on dealing with the enemy in front of her.

This is when you can see the problem with the admiral in the first chapter.

Neglecting the training level of ship girls may not have any impact on the first chapter of the ocean strategy, but as the naval life continues, the disadvantage of not training them will eventually be felt.

Even if Veneto's training lasts only three days, it will be enough to train Atago Takao to handle this battle.

Kaohsiung breathed a sigh of relief as he watched Atago take over the gap.

Now... it should be alright, at least it can hold on for a while longer...

"boom!"

However, just as if heaven was against Kaohsiung, a series of explosions occurred on the battle line next to Kaohsiung shortly after Kaohsiung had this idea.

"Another ship girl has been hit! Send reinforcements immediately!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

Like a very ominous fuse being lit, the seemingly impregnable defense line collapsed instantly from the weak points of the ship girls just seconds before.

Kaohsiung looked at the defense line, which was already showing signs of collapse, with a sense of despair.

It's not the ship girls' fault; the defense just took way too long.

But at that moment, Kaohsiung, who was looking at the crumbling defense line, noticed a white-haired girl walking towards them.

The scene on the chaotic beach, with its crimson cannon fire and the cries for help from the ship girls, seemed completely out of place for this quiet young woman.

The girl's upper body was wrapped in thick gauze, and a thin layer of blood was seeping through the gauze, which was a horrifying sight.

The white-haired girl had blue pupils and a cool, icy gaze, as if she harbored immense anger, yet suppressed by her girlish reserve.

Kaohsiung's pupils contracted.

She recognized this person.

She is Admiral Lu Lin's ship girl, I think her name is Pachina, but she seems to have lost her ship equipment due to some reason and has little combat power. She was also seriously injured during the beach attack.

She should still be lying on the road receiving treatment, how did she suddenly appear on the beach?

"Don't come any closer! It's dangerous!" Kaohsiung shouted to Patina.

However, her shouts were drowned out by the surrounding gunfire and the cries for help from the ship girls, and did not reach Pachina's ears at all.

All alone, miraculously, she walked to Kaohsiung amidst the flames and gunfire.

She reached out her hand, pushed aside Kaohsiung, crossed the defense line, and walked towards the sea.

Kaohsiung tried to reach out and grab her, but the immense force surging from Patina's body in an instant caused Kaohsiung to stumble back several steps, missing the chance to grab Patina and allowing her to walk to the front.

The battle lines have completely collapsed, and Kaohsiung's own position is no longer important.

A heavy barrage of artillery fire swept over, but dramatically swept past Pachina's body, as if mocking this insignificant life.

Patchina's obvious actions gradually made her known to more ship girls.

Just as the ship girls were trying to pull her back into the battle line, what happened next shocked everyone.

Then, Pachina's body began to emit wisps of blue light, like a thin mist. Her aura rose layer by layer, like a bamboo shoot growing taller and taller, until it reached a level that was incomprehensible to everyone present.

Pachina's long hair moved without wind, and the bandages wrapped around half of her body slipped off one by one, revealing her ugly brown skin that had been scorched by flames.

Then, this part of the skin, like a tree trunk that has received nourishment, or a parched field that has been irrigated, quickly stretched and fluffed up, and finally, under everyone's watchful eyes, it regained its smoothness and whiteness, and even had a rosy glow.

Pachina hooked the shoulder strap that had slipped off her forearm back onto her shoulder and coldly stared at the large number of deep-sea ships in front of her.

She was very angry.

Extremely angry.

It wouldn't be an exaggeration to call it resentment.

If she could, Pachina would even prefer to have been blasted to death earlier, rather than being rescued in such a wretched state.

She wanted to show her best side to her sweetheart, not that disgusting side.