Transmigrated into Azur Lane

"Hehe." Lin Dong knew exactly what Cleveland meant, so he chuckled and quickly pulled out a tissue to wipe the sweat from Cleveland's forehead.

"The commander is so stupid."

Chapter 10 Xiamen

"Xiamen, the Egret Island of Fujian Province? Isn't that Xiamen?" Lin Dong muttered to himself as he looked at the latest document he had received.

After nearly ten days of wrangling, Donghuang finally decided to assign Lin Dong to Xiamen Island. This wasn't just due to the high pressure in the waters around Xiamen; there was also the unspoken intention of eyeing the island opposite Xiamen. However, Lin Dong, with zero political acumen, wouldn't have considered any of this. He was, after all, a brick in Donghuang's pile, ready to be moved wherever needed—politically correct to the extreme.

Since the assigned location already had an existing military base that could be occupied, it saved a lot of time.

Lin Dong and the three women were quickly arranged to be picked up by a private jet.

On the way to the airport, Lin Dong saw the landscape outside the military region for the first time. In fact, it was not much different from Earth. More than 90 years had passed since the end of World War II, and the technological development of this world was not much behind that of Earth.

Because Lin Dong had been transferred to another location when he was arrested by the Navy, he only found out his location when he entered the airport: Zhejiang Province, not far from his destination.

……

"This is too real!" Lin Dong, who had been to Xiamen in his previous life and witnessed its prosperity, was a little dumbfounded. Due to the constant harassment by the Sirens, the economic development of Lu Island in Donghuang was severely hampered. Although it was one of the few good ports in southern Donghuang, it could not play any role. Even fishing boats dared not go into the near sea. At most, Lu Island was only the size of a county town. Or rather, the coastal cities in this world were not doing well.

Finally, after leaving the city center of Xiamen, Lin Dong arrived at his destination: the Xiamen Naval Base. The ship girl force that was originally stationed here had been transferred to the Liaodong region, but the Donghuang Third Fleet was still stationed here. The Xiamen Base covers an area of ​​about 8 square kilometers, while Lin Dong's 'Donghuang Maritime Security Bureau' occupies only about 100 acres of it, a tiny fraction of the total area.

The staff of the designated military base area had already been vacated, but there were only two buildings and a small port.

After settling the three women in, Lin Dong took an electric car driven by a sergeant to report to the head of the naval base.

"Hahaha, Major General Lin! A warm welcome!" A slightly plump middle-aged man quickly stood up from his office chair upon seeing Lin Dong's arrival and greeted him enthusiastically.

"General Cao, hello." Lin Dong smiled reservedly and shook hands solemnly with the middle-aged man whose smile was as bright as a chrysanthemum.

The Donghuang Maritime Security Bureau is located on Luda Island. The happiest person among them is Lieutenant General Cao Zhengping, because there are as many as three Sirens outposts within 20 nautical miles of Luda Island alone. The Donghuang Third Fleet can only barely maintain security within 10 nautical miles of Luda Island. Lieutenant General Cao himself is under great pressure.

After completing the necessary handover, the two chatted politely for a few more minutes. Soon after, Lin Dong took his leave, and Lieutenant General Cao warmly saw him to the door.

Immediately afterwards, Lin Dong found the head of the logistics department of the military base, as it was essential to get to know him beforehand.

Finally, Lin Dong completed all the tasks in his plan and returned to the Donghuang Maritime Security Bureau in an electric car.

"Hehe, Major General Lin." Lin Dong couldn't help but feel secretly pleased the whole way. Although the Donghuang Maritime Security Bureau was not a large department, Lin Dong, as its head, was a dignified figure at the level of a major general. Although Lin Dong knew that this was just a small tactic used by Donghuang to win people's hearts, and that his real power only extended to his own small area, how many people in this world could resist vanity?

Chapter 11 Typhoon

With the Security Bureau in dire need of rebuilding, the daily lives of Lin Dong and his companions will temporarily depend on the logistics staff who previously transported Lin Dong.

"Comrade Chen, thank you for your hard work." Lin Dong adopted a leader's demeanor, smiling as he patted the logistics guy on the shoulder. This Comrade Chen was not much younger than Lin Dong.

"It's no trouble at all, sir!" Comrade Xiao Chen's military skills were still quite high, and he only secretly grumbled about Lin Dong's pretentious behavior.

"Won't you stay for a simple meal?"

"No! Sir!"

"Then arrange for the design company and the landscaping company to be in place as soon as possible tomorrow."

"Yes, sir!"

"Be careful on the road."

"Yes, sir!"

After showing off, Lin Dong entered a state of sage-like composure, hurriedly entering the building with the lunchbox that Xiao Chen had brought from the cafeteria.

"Commander! I'm starving!" Ford shouted angrily as soon as Lin Dong entered the room.

"Here we are. There's been a lot going on today, it'll be less so tomorrow, hehe." Lin Dong said with a smile as he hurriedly handed out lunchboxes to the three women.

The building assigned to the Security Bureau was originally intended as a reception building for visiting leaders. Its decor was traditional Eastern Huang style, antique and exquisite, and it even had separate offices. Another building, located further away, housed a department called the Supervision Group. After all, Eastern Huang couldn't be completely inactive; for example, there was the neighboring Third Fleet. Lin Dong wasn't naive and understood Eastern Huang's actions. He didn't mind, and the Supervision Group was quite sensible; they wouldn't have appeared before Lin Dong unless absolutely necessary.

After everyone finished eating, they sat together on the sofa in the cafeteria lobby and watched a melodramatic romance drama set in another world.

Spence watched the TV intently, sometimes even making cute "Wow~" or "Oh~" reactions to certain scenes.

Ford lay on the sofa, drawing his own pictures.

Cleveland glanced at it a few times and then ran outside, saying he was going to do a greening plan.

Lin Dong was also getting sleepy, so he opened his phone and browsed the communication software of this world. There were only a few people on his friend list. The communication software of this world also had a function similar to Moments. Out of curiosity, Lin Dong clicked on Marshal Cheng's Moments.

"XX's production process is so dirty, would you still dare to eat it after seeing this?"

Three health preservation secrets you may not know.

Ten essential tips for autumn and winter health maintenance

Lin Dong looked at Marshal Cheng's WeChat Moments speechlessly. What was most terrifying was that Lieutenant General Cao had left a personal comment of no less than 50 words under every single post and even gave it a like.

They drifted along in a daze until 10 o'clock, when everyone returned to their pre-arranged rooms to rest.

In the early hours of the morning, a small typhoon made landfall on Xiamen Island. Due to the Sirens' highly advanced counter-surveillance technology, the weather stations in this world couldn't extend their observation satellites to the sea surface; they could only rely on near-shore weather radar to determine the typhoon's arrival and intensity. After 90 years of experience, the typhoon emergency plans of various countries were extremely efficient. The typhoon's arrival initially triggered a flurry of activity at the weather stations, but upon discovering the typhoon's low intensity, they simply gave a brief report to the relevant departments.

"Boom!"

Spence looked out the window in terror at the thunder and rain. He first buried his head in the covers and trembled, but after the next clap of thunder, he was so frightened that he quickly grabbed the sheets and ran to the hallway.

"Waaaaah!" Spence, with tears streaming down his face and wrapped in a sheet, tried to enter Ford's room next door, only to find the door locked from the inside.

Spence then considered entering Cleveland's room, but after her hand hovered over the doorknob for three seconds, she gave up, remembering the growing bumps on her sister Ford's head.

Although both were on the White Eagles, Cleveland's personality was completely different from Fletcher's, who liked to take care of her younger sisters. Spence was still afraid of Cleveland.

Finally, Spence arrived at the door of Lin Dong's room.

……

"Referring to...the commander"

Spence shook the sleeping Lin Dong forcefully.

"Hmm? Spence... What's wrong?"

Lin Dong squinted and asked.

"Typhoon...Typhoon."

Spence pointed anxiously out the window.

"typhoon?"

Lin Dong rubbed his eyes and then remembered that Spence seemed to have sunk because of a typhoon.

"Then you can sleep here tonight. The Commander won't let the typhoon hurt Spence!" Now fully awake, Lin Dong wasn't about to miss this opportunity to gain favor, and immediately put on an act of putting his back on her shoulders.

"……Um!"

After all, Spence was still just a kid, and his mind wasn't that complicated. After hesitating for a moment, he agreed.

"Come, sleep here. The commander has warmed you up." Lin Dong gave up his original sleeping spot; the weather in January was still quite cold.

Spence obediently went to bed, and the typhoon weather didn't seem so scary with someone by his side.

"Huff... snoring... snoring snoring snoring"

Hearing the rhythmic purring of the commander shortly after he lay down, Spence felt much more at ease and slowly drifted off to sleep...

Chapter 12 Travel

"No time to explain! Get in the car!" Lin Dong said to the three women outside the car window as he drove the electric car he had borrowed from the logistics department.

"Commander, where are we going?" Cleveland was now only thinking about meeting with the landscaping company as soon as possible.

"We need to buy things, lots of things, food, clothes and stuff," Lin Dong replied to Cleveland, who was sitting in the passenger seat, as he drove.

"What about the landscaping company?" Cleveland asked anxiously.

"The landscaping company won't be here until this afternoon. We'll try to finish shopping before noon, have lunch outside, and then be back. Don't worry, we'll definitely make it in time, my dear gardener."

After saying that, Lin Dong raised an eyebrow at Cleveland.

"Hmph," Cleveland was back to his energetic self.

……

After arriving at the city center's comprehensive commercial center, the group got off the car. The three girls' appearance and hair color made them instantly recognizable to passersby. Although the residents of this world had become accustomed to the existence of ship girls, they still couldn't help but take a second look at them on the street. After all, it was rare to see ship girls from other countries in Donghuang. The warship consciousness of this world seemed to possess a certain judgment, and under the influence of this judgment, Donghuang would absolutely not be able to build ship girls from other countries. Similarly, the same applied to other countries except for the Sirens.

As for things like secretly filming and harassing, even major media outlets wouldn't dare do that. Ship girls in this world enjoy many privileges, which are explicitly stipulated by law. Ship girls can even kill targets before they perceive a threat and bear no criminal responsibility. Of course, no ship girl has done so yet. The country has made great efforts in this regard, and the public has a very respectful attitude towards ship girls and wouldn't do anything thoughtless.

The ship girls have diverse personalities, and under the influence of the warship's consciousness, they are mostly members of the lawful faction. However, this does not mean they will not kill. When they think you deserve to die, they will not hesitate at all, because they are beings who exist for war.

As for the so-called "ship girl threat theory," many people have mentioned it, but basically, anyone with a brain scoffs at it. Ship girls themselves aren't interested in power, and after retirement, they often choose their preferred lifestyle and leave the center of power. To date, only one ship girl holds a high position—the Fleet Admiral—and that was imposed upon them by the Eastern Empire. These keyboard warriors, of course, have all been invited back to the authorities for questioning. In the current situation, anyone trying to sow discord between humans and ship girls is a criminal. Without ship girls, humanity has no oceans!

First, the group arrived at the children's clothing store. Lin Dong completely left the task of helping the two little girls pick out clothes to the sales clerk. Even he himself always wore white shirts, suit pants, and black leather shoes, and had no idea what taste was.

Cleveland, unusually, chose two punk-style black t-shirts for the two little girls, with skulls wearing gas masks printed on the chest, creating a cute contrast with the little girls.

After buying clothes for the two little girls, Lin Dong wanted to go to the women's clothing store to buy clothes for Cleveland, but Cleveland refused and only bought a few sets of pajamas that were the same style for herself and Lin Dong.

After leaving the clothing section, Lin Dong was already carrying large and small bags. After throwing the things into the electric scooter, the group headed to the food section. It was really unfair to these three White Eagle people who had been eating canteen rice for every meal for the past two weeks.

After looting a large amount of daily necessities, the group moved on to a Western restaurant.

"Burp~" Ford patted his belly and let out a burp without any regard for his image.

Spence was no better; he was chewing on beef while twirling pasta with his fork.

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Western restaurant entrance

"I'm so full... I can't walk anymore... This is so troublesome," Ford said weakly.

“Me too,” Spence echoed Ford while licking the ice cream cone in his hand.

"How about the Commander carries you to the parking lot?"

Lin Dong was very alert to anything that could improve his favorability.

"No." Ford refused without even thinking.

"Emm...okay." Spence considered it for a moment and then agreed. After the typhoon incident, Spence had become much closer to Lin Dong.

Lin Dong carefully picked up Spence and supported him with his right hand, then smiled at Ford, the meaning clear: 'Little one, aren't you getting in the car?'