Me, Godzilla, you want me to be a ship girl admiral?

Chapter 57: Reject childish aesthetics, greatness is justice!
The current Godzilla is still somewhat smaller than the battleship, and the battleship also has an advantage in weight.

However, this does not mean that it will be the same in the future. When Godzilla obtains the Legendary Godzilla, which is called "Fat" Godzilla by Godzilla fans, his height of 120 meters and weight of tons will be enough to make any battleship stand aside.

Not yet.

However, this is not the first time Godzilla has dismantled a battleship, and he already has extensive experience in doing so.

But this time there was no need for Godzilla to take action. Bismarck had already fired her main gun dozens of nautical miles away from the battlefield.

Yes, it is really surprising that they opened up their main guns just a few dozen nautical miles away, as if the curvature of the earth did not exist.

In the absence of long-range radar and satellite guidance, this distance is already the limit that ordinary ships can reach. After all, missiles need guidance. Anyone who has played War Thunder knows that missiles without guidance... Those who understand will understand.

Godzilla had just moved forward a little when he noticed the high-energy reaction and turned to look in the direction of Bismarck.

'This is Bismarck?'

As Godzilla turned his head, the Siren battleship fired a salvo at Godzilla's side face.

‘Tsk. ’

Godzilla turned his head and looked at the Siren battleship again. He ignored the possible accidental injury caused by Bismarck, and a blue light appeared in his mouth.

At the same time, the bow of Bismarck had already unfolded, revealing the unparalleled Purgatory Cannon of astonishing caliber. The name of this weapon still sounds very childish even now, but it doesn't matter, as long as it is useful.

"Shouldn't I say something to boost my morale at this time?"

Bismarck stood at the bow of the ship, the sea breeze blew up her cloak, and the strands of hair under her military cap fluttered in the wind.

In such a situation, she should say something that fits the situation.

"Forget it, we'll talk about it next time. We're in a hurry this time. Don't hurt my commander. Main gun, fire!!!"

Bismarck was eager to protect his master, and the red energy in the main gun had already gathered, completing the firing process in an instant.

A red beam of light flew across the sea, and the impact of the energy alone created waves of astonishing height on the sea surface, which surged to both sides. At this moment, Godzilla's radioactive heat rays also converged and sprayed out together.

Two beams of light, one red and one blue, bombarded the Siren battleship. If the Siren battleship could speak, it would definitely say that it was not worthy of these two attacks.

This is simply using a sledgehammer to crack a nut!

After the combined strafing of radioactive heat rays and the invincible Purgatory Cannon, the Siren battleship had completely disintegrated. Large sections of the hull were melted into molten iron, and under the cooling of the seawater, they turned into iron blocks and sank into the seawater.

The large amount of supplies floating on the sea looks particularly spectacular.

'Big bang.'

"yeah!"

Bismarck secretly clenched his fists, feeling secretly happy that he could help the commander.

It's been a long time since she helped the commander.

"I finally helped this time."

The main gun at the bow was dissipating heat. Bismarck looked into the distance. At the end of her sight, Godzilla seemed to be looking at her.

If Godzilla nodded to Bismarck at this time, it would be like Ultraman nodding in the sunset in the next studio. Unfortunately, Godzilla would not do that.

He slowly turned around and dived into the sea, swimming back towards the Admiral's Mansion.

"Oh, the commander is still very cool. Such a commander is very handsome."

Sometimes Bismarck also hoped that his commander would reward him, such as touching his head. Just imagining the scene of Godzilla touching Bismarck's head would probably overturn the artillery.

"Bismarck, start returning."

"Fletcher team, start the cleanup mission." Fletcher team stepped forward and began to salvage supplies. This time it was another big harvest.

However, the combat power of the ship girls is currently seriously unbalanced. The combat power of Bismarck alone is almost the same as the combat power of all other ship girls combined. Such a combat power ratio is obviously somewhat unbalanced and not suitable for team combat.

"Cleveland, you should also go and make the transformation."

"Me? I can't possibly mount a main gun like the Bismarck."

Cleveland scratched the back of her head awkwardly; she was well aware of her own weight.

With its tonnage, it is destined not to be able to carry battleship-level main guns.

"Who said you were equipped with a main gun? We're equipping you with a vertical launch platform, as well as a laser and close-in weapon system specifically for air defense. From now on, you'll just be focusing on air defense."

"real?!"

Cleveland loves air defense the most, and all the cruisers in her series are experts in air defense.

"Great, Doctor. Now I can be of use against those annoying flying vehicles of the Aerial Federation."

Cleveland hugged the doctor excitedly, lifted Dr. Serizawa up and spun him around twice.

Dr. Serizawa felt embarrassed when he saw this.

"Put me down! If you push harder, you'll break my ribs!"

"Oh, sorry, Doc, I was so excited."

Dr. Serizawa straightened his clothes and explained, "As excited as you are, protecting Godzilla is your primary responsibility. The Aerial Federation's flying vehicles are indeed troublesome, especially their beyond-visual-range strike capabilities."

"Don't we have a radar ship?"

"We don't have a large-scale radar yet, and the radar stations are fixed. In short, we still need to build a lot of things."

The technology in this world is very chaotic. There are ships from World War I and World War II, as well as ships that are beyond modern times. God knows how many types of radar there are, not to mention anti-radar technology.

Boom-!
At this moment, dull footsteps were heard outside the window, obviously Godzilla had returned.

"It seems like the system hasn't released combat missions in a while. I wonder what will happen next."

Without missions, the port can only focus on construction.

The secret base that Godzilla envisioned, which runs through the mountains, gradually took shape thanks to the efforts of the yellow chickens. The entire cave no longer had any obvious rock structure, and was entirely supported by steel.

A train that can quickly take you to Godzilla's sleeping place has also been built to meet the needs of the ship girls who want to sleep with Godzilla.

Well, sleeping with Godzilla is obviously a very cool thing, but the picture in my mind is not cool at all.

New shipgirls are also being launched one by one during construction. What is unexpected is that this time it is not a sea vehicle that is launched.

"Narwhal-class submarine Nautilus, hull number SS-168, reporting for duty!"

The ship girl of the Nautilus submarine is a blue-haired girl who looks even younger than the ship girl of the destroyer. She is wearing a diving swimsuit and looks like a minor.

This is not Captain Nemo's Nautilus, but White Eagle's Nautilus.

"The submarine is out."

Dr. Serizawa didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

Submarines have their own advantages. Giving up firepower in exchange for stealth is a good thing for the fleet.

For Godzilla, it's not so good. Godzilla wants more firepower. Bigger is better, bigger is justice!!!
(End of this chapter)