Azur Lane: Full-Time Commander

Sure enough, Littorio closed his eyes for a while, and when he opened his eyes again, the hesitation in his eyes had disappeared, replaced by a determination as if he was willing to sacrifice his life!

Littorio picked up the chopsticks on the table and resolutely picked up the dish in front of him.

It’s just three dishes. I am Littorio, the second ship of the Vittorio Veneto-class battleship, the uncrowned king of the Mediterranean, and the ship girl who will revive the glory of Sardinia in the future!

Are you still afraid of this?

A few minutes later, looking at Littorio who was foaming at the mouth and seemed to be coaxed to sleep, Marco Polo scratched his cheek embarrassedly.

"Let's send them to the goddess of the kitchen, META."

Scylla looked bitter. Hmm, are the dishes she cooked really that bad?

But she was clearly following the steps taught by Yixian.

It seems that more practice is needed. I am a rookie no matter what, but Littorio seemed to have only tasted the egg drop soup just now. Maybe the other two dishes will taste very good?

Maybe she just can't make egg drop soup well?

With this thought in mind, Scylla looked at Marco Polo with hope.

Marco Polo: "..."

"How about this, I'll take you to find other food tasters?"

"Uh-huh."

So about two hours later, the goddess of the kitchen, META, looked at the unconscious Littorio, Essex and Royal Oak in front of her with a frown.

"Who poisoned them? And it wasn't just any poison?"

"Pfft~"

Marco Polo couldn't help laughing and turned his head to cover his mouth.

Scylla had no expression on his face, but one of his hands had been placed on Marco Polo's trembling shoulder.

"Is it funny?"

"No, it's not funny. Who laughed? I didn't laugh! Yes, I didn't laugh!"

Marco Polo's expression quickly returned to calm, as if the person who had just laughed was not her.

Scylla sighed and said, "Forget it. Maybe I'm not really suited to cooking?"

The kidney soup that was fed to the commander before was made with the help of Yixian, which turned it into a half-baked dark dish. If this was served to the commander at that time... I'm afraid it would have been sunk into the sea by other sisters to feed the fish, right?

"How about trying making pastries? This thing should have something in common with the royal tea snacks. I think you should be able to make it better."

Marco Polo thought about it and offered some suggestions that seemed very constructive.

Hearing this, Scylla's eyes lit up: "That makes sense. I'll go find Ding'an right away!"

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With a creaky sound, Xia Fei's vanguard pushed the door open and walked out of the room, only to feel his legs go weak.

"Miss Vanguard, did you and the Commander rest well?"

Belfast stood nearby, his hands folded on his abdomen, smiling and looking elegant.

"It's...it's okay."

Qianwei said something against his will, and he suddenly realized why everyone said that having professional ethics was not a good thing in Hong Kong.

If you follow the rules, you won’t be able to eat any of the dishes.

Whether you want to eat meat or drink soup, you have to give full play to your intelligence.

Thinking of this, Qianwei felt as if he had discovered a new world.

"Then I wish Miss Avant-garde a pleasant evening." Belfast pushed the door open and walked in, but his steps were a little awkward. It seemed that he had been waiting outside the door for quite some time.

Seeing this, Qianwei smiled and prepared to go back to the house to wash up, but after taking a few steps, his footsteps suddenly stopped.

"I seem to have forgotten something... Wait, where is Mogador now???"

Before the vanguard could finish his thoughts, the sound of a window shattering suddenly rang out behind him, followed by Mogador's signature laugh and Lin Feng's slightly frightened voice.

The vanguard wanted to turn back to rescue the commander, but for some reason, he just couldn't move his legs.

"Emm...With Belfast here, Mogador shouldn't be able to make any waves, right?"

Thinking of this, Qianwei silently pretended not to hear, took out his communicator and sent a message to the other people, then walked straight to his room.

It’s better not to be so cautious against Mogador. This way, maybe the two of them will have a chance to work together in the future.

The knight girl, who has always been conscientious, finally began to selectively abide by professional ethics.

On the other hand, in response to the White Eagle exercise competition, TB summoned the secretariat team and top combat forces in the port area to discuss the candidates for the competition.

"According to Lavos's data network monitoring, a META energy source reaction occurred on the White Eagle side this morning. This means that the White Eagle seems to have called in external assistance."

TB finished speaking and glanced around expressionlessly.

"META energy source? Can you identify which META ship girl it is?"

Enterprise META was stunned. She had directly announced her arrival to all members of Embers. Could it be that some idiot from Embers came here and found White Eagle instead of anyone else?

Sure enough, TB looked at her meaningfully, then waved his hand and unfolded a projection.

This projection seemed to be a surveillance of the White Eagle. In the picture, a pink-haired ship girl wearing a black gauze leather jacket was basking in the sun, and she seemed to be living a comfortable life.

Enterprise META covered his face, oh, it turned out to be Princeton META.

It is undeniable that Princeton META is a very powerful META ship girl. After becoming META, even her ship equipment has undergone super evolution.

But...how did you end up in White Eagle?

"According to surveillance footage, White Eagle has invited Princeton META to participate in the drills with Minato. This means she will be on the opposite side of us. What are your thoughts on this?"

What do you think? If the child doesn't behave, just give him a beating.

The Siren side and the META ship girl side rarely held a unified attitude. Even Liaoning, Dazhuang, Xiaobaihua and Xiaohonghua did not raise any objections.

Especially after learning that Princeton META was a META ship girl from the original world, several people silently upgraded their original plan of just knocking her unconscious to planning to beat her until she could buy a three-month bed in the port hospital.

Although everyone understood that Princeton META would most likely not know the commander was here for a while, and it was estimated that it would be better for her to stay in White Eagle than to search for him alone, the group of people tacitly did not mention this.

There is a saying that goes, don't look at what people think, look at what they do.

The fact now is that Princeton META is clearly on the opposite side, so what else is there to say?

Beat, for disobedient children, you must hit them hard!

TB looked around, a look of satisfaction on his face. "So, next on the agenda is, who's going to be the thug?"

In other words, who will beat her up?

"I come!"

Enterprise META was the first to step forward, ready to fight. After all, Princeton META had followed her in Embers before, so she was the most suitable person to handle the "cleaning up the house" task.

TB nodded, and seeing that no one else had any objections, he nodded in agreement.

Since joining the port area, Enterprise META's strength has been growing. I don't know how strong it is now, but it seems that it can easily beat up Princeton META.

"Okay then, I'll just improvise the rest."

Anyway, apart from Princeton META, the rest of the White Eagles don’t have much strength.

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next morning

Helophon stood on Deck 1 of the port area, looking at the somewhat unconscious commander in front of him and fell into deep thought.

I always feel like I have seen this scene somewhere before?

He skillfully helped the commander into the room to rest, then Helophon returned to the deck and signaled everyone to be gentle as the commander was sleeping.

Under TB's arrangement, the girls in the harbor area found their own rooms and positions in an orderly manner on Harbor Area 1. Even Queen Elizabeth and Queen Elizabeth META did not ask for the rooms to be more luxurious.

But there are a group of exceptions.

On the deck, the escort ship girls, led by the Vanguard and Marco Polo, lined up in a row. In front of them was Mogador, forcibly bound, his face filled with dissatisfaction.

Tiancheng looked at Qianwei with a little relief. This was right. He couldn't keep staring at Mogador.

If you can only be a thief for a thousand days, how can you prevent a thief for a thousand days?

Are the vanguards supposed to stay by the commander's side 24 hours a day without a break? They can't defend him, not at all.

Tiancheng originally wanted to have a good talk with Qianwei, but before she could make a move, Belfast tried to persuade her first.

Of course, the consequence of this was that the commander crashed again.

"Ah, Mogador, do you admit your guilt?"

Qianwei cleared his throat, his face slightly flushed.

There is always an inexplicable sense of excitement when doing something bad for the first time.

Hearing this, Mogador turned her head away, her mouth pouting like a bottle of oil hanging from her mouth. It was obviously these ship girls who were weak and couldn't bring down the commander, so why were they putting the blame on her?

So Mogador stuck out his tongue at them and said, "If you're not good at it, practice more!"

Avant-garde: (.o﹃o.)

There's a feeling of powerlessness that can't be refuted.

The vanguard looked at Tiancheng behind him and gave him a questioning look. What should he do if he was ridiculed?

Tiancheng: "......"

Damn it, it’s great that I have strong output capabilities, but now I still have to accept the punishment obediently.

Although doing so may seem like jealousy of talent, for the sake of the commander, I must continue to do this.

Otherwise, if Mogador has to run there every day, how will the commander have the energy to take care of them?

At this time, TB's figure appeared beside them, and his calm eyes looked around at both sides.

"The Guard has only been established for two days, and the Commander has already suffered two major losses. I will record this. If there is a third time, I will recommend to the Commander that the Guard be disbanded."

"And Mogador, if you continue to be so tactless, I will build you a special monitoring room and have an Arbitrator guard the door. I will ensure that you never see the Commander again!"

As the steward of the port area, the commander will indulge them, but she TB will not!

Look at the current state of this group of people. The commander's original intention of establishing the guard was to prevent them from being driven insane by Mogador.

However, judging from the current performance, the guard team not only failed to play its due role, but also had the suspicion of colluding with internal and external forces to drain the commander.

Can such insects protect the commander?

TB thought about replacing a group of people with arbitrators to protect the commander.

Arbitrators are so good, obedient, capable, and do whatever they are told. Unlike these ship girls, who only think about how to squeeze the commander dry all day long, with nothing else on their minds!

If Mogador was under the surveillance of the arbitrator, he would have been captured as soon as he approached the room, let alone breaking into the commander's room.

Seeing that the port's chief steward seemed to be angry, a group of ship girls decisively stopped.

According to rumors, this butler seems to be the boss of the Siren side disguised as artificial intelligence, which can be seen from the attitude of these arbitrators.

Seeing this, TB snorted, "Get ready, we'll be leaving for White Eagle in three hours."

"This faction logo. Emm... What faction is this?"

Princeton META looked at the flag flying on the Siren battleship in the distance, looking left and right but couldn't make out anything.

She prided herself on being knowledgeable, but she couldn't recognize which camp's symbol it belonged to.

As for the faction controlling the Siren warships, this kind of thing is not surprising. These warships are cannon fodder anyway. However, she slightly overestimated the shield strength of these warships.

After all, it is very rare to see Siren warships of this level in the experimental field, and it can almost be described as non-existent.

"Oh, this camp is actually a port area."

North Carolina laughed and said, "It's a newly emerged force. It's very powerful. A few days ago, it even took over the Royal Army. Now its target is the White Eagle."

"Originally, our goal was to last as long as possible in the performance and not make it so awkward, but now that you're here, White Eagle should be able to win the game smoothly now, right?"

North Carolina said with an uncertain tone. Although Princeton META is very powerful, the ship girls on the opposite side are not easy to deal with either.