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

Chapter 58 A New Russian Ship
A few hours after the first submarine was launched, the second submarine was also launched.

This ship is quite famous.

A silver-haired girl wearing a snow-resistant military uniform appeared in front of Dr. Serizawa, standing in a straight military posture.

"Kirov-class light cruiser—Kirov, Здравствуй (hello), Товарищ (comrade)."

"Ah, the Maozi ship."

Dr. Serizawa's eyes lit up. Russian ships were still very rare.

The silver-haired girl was wearing a Slavic-style military uniform, but unfortunately she didn't have red eyes.

He looked at the Kirov's stats. Although it was a light cruiser, its data was obviously better than Cleveland's.

Especially the three triple-mounted 180mm main guns. Ordinary light cruisers do not have this level of firepower. No wonder Kirov is much better than Cleveland. It turns out that Russian ships are big.

The most important thing is that her name is Comrade Dr. Serizawa.

This word always makes people's blood boil, even more exciting than the creation of 055.

"You, are not our commander."

"Yes, I'm not your commander. Your commander is asleep. We will organize a dinner party tonight, and that's when you can see him. Just call me Doctor."

"Thank you for clarifying this, Doctor."

Kirov bowed and left the office.

After expressing her respect to Dr. Serizawa, she, like the other ship girls, looked around the admiral's mansion to familiarize herself with the environment.

She was even more surprised when she saw the Bismarck after the renovation at the dock.

"Iron Blood's ship?"

Although most of the ship girls are not divided into factions and are all managed by Godzilla, they also retain some memories of their time as ships.

These memories occasionally cloud their judgment, but the commander's orders are absolute and this will not change.

"She's been extensively remodeled. She seems to be the only battleship in the dock. Well, she seems quite important."

Kirov silently remembered this ship. It was obvious that this ship could not be sunk easily. If necessary, she would sacrifice herself to protect this ship.

The ship girls don't care about their previous camps because they know that similar situations have occurred in other admiralties. There may be many Kirovs and Bismarcks in this world. If they cannot let go of their past prejudices, then they will be the only ones to be defeated.

If they are defeated, the commander will die, and it is very important that the commander cannot die.

As evening approached, the ship girls gathered together, including the two newly built ship girls today.

As if they were holding some kind of mysterious ceremony, they took the train together and went deep into the cave that had been built into a base.

Kirov has not seen her commander yet. They, the ship girls, have an ability that allows them to know that it is her commander as soon as they see him.

She suddenly became very curious about what kind of person her commander was.

Kirov couldn't help but ask the ship girl next to him: "Is our commander tall?"

"Yeah, it's very tall."

The Firefly next to him explained, "I can confirm that our commander is the tallest."

Kirov saw that Firefly, though somewhat immature, did not appear to be unable to judge the commander's appearance.

No, she was so short that she would definitely think that anyone taller than her was tall. Kirov was a tall Slavic man, and the commander might be about the same height as her.

"So, is the Commander the strong or gentle type?"

"Strong, undoubtedly the strong type." Thatcher next to him also complained.

"It's so strong that people can't resist it when they see it," Fletcher added.

Kirov looked at these destroyer girls and was still a little bit unbelievable. The commander was tall and powerful?
Kirov imagined a two-meter-tall man wearing a military uniform with muscles that could hold up the uniform.

"But I still like the commander's dark skin the best."

"Dark, dark skin?!"

The commander in Kirov's mind instantly transformed into a tall black man. Ah, what kind of plot is this?!
I guess when the two words "KanColle" and "black people" were linked together, some people started to feel physically uncomfortable.

This is a frequent plot in the Niuren Benzi series.

"The aesthetics of White Eagle's ships are indeed different from our Northern Alliance's ships. What's so special about black?"

When the train arrived at its destination, the scenery outside the window suddenly became clear. A large number of cavities in the open cave had been supported by steel structures, extending all the way to the highest crater.

Hot lava rolls under the structure, and the heat is used by pipes throughout the structure. Although it is still geothermal water, boiling water is indeed an indispensable way of utilizing energy in modern times.

Nuclear power is ultimately just boiling water, the only difference is that nuclear materials are used to boil water.

In a corner of the lava, Godzilla was lying there sleeping. As soon as Kirov and the other ship girls arrived there, they saw Godzilla.

Kirov was stunned.

"That's the Commander?"

"Yes."

“So black, so big, so fierce!!!”

Kirov gave this evaluation as soon as he saw Godzilla for the first time. It was too big. Judging from her angle, the length of Godzilla from head to tail was longer than that of an ordinary destroyer!

Moreover, his dark skin is full of hideous grooves, as if he had been baptized by the battlefield. The sharp dorsal fin makes Godzilla full of the majesty of an ancient behemoth.

"I'll just say it, the Commander is tall."

Firefly opened his arms and made a 'big' gesture.

Kirov nodded.

"It is tall enough."

It stands over fifty meters tall, who would dare to say it is not tall?
The Gundam is only twenty meters tall, and Godzilla can use the Gundam as a doll.

"You didn't see the commander fight. He could lift a cruiser and throw it out."

"Hey?!"

As a cruiser, Kirov was shocked. You must be kidding. A cruiser was lifted up and thrown out. Generally, a cruiser weighs about ten thousand tons.

"The commander looked so handsome standing in the sea of ​​fire last time. He is better at fighting in the sea than us ship girls."

"I still remember a few days ago, the commander threw out the enemy submarine and smashed it into the mountain on the island."

The Nautilus, also a submarine, was trembling with fear, its small body extremely stiff.

Godzilla's existence obviously refreshed their understanding of the word "commander", but it was not a big problem as long as they knew that this was the commander.

"correct."

Kirov remembered something.

"What's the commander's name?"

"Godzilla." The ship girls answered in unison.

"Our commander is called Godzilla, a giant beast born from nuclear radiation."

(End of this chapter)