The Disqualified Commander of the Abandoned Shipgirl

From the extra memory that comes from the original memory.

She knew what she needed to do.

But knowing is one thing, but when she is really ready to do it.

When she saw thousands of people turned into thousands of corpses in order to kill her.

She felt the heavy weight more clearly.

Mutants are not weapons, each one is a living being.

When the weight of thousands of lives dying for you weighs on you, few people can bear it.

Although the ship girl will not bleed.

But when Bismarck closed his eyes, he seemed to see piles of bloody corpses in front of him.

They paid with their lives as a bargaining chip for their practice.

Then it was Bismarck's turn.

"Gather the remaining forces and follow me."

"what?"

King Kong was stunned for a moment, then he realized that Bismarck intended to take advantage of the opponent's fear of the rat to carve out another exit.

"They are worried about hurting me. This is an opportunity. Give me the equipment. I want to get back armed."

"..."

The three people next to him actually wanted to deny Bismarck's decision.

But now Bismarck was the commander.

After taking over the ship's guns from a certain ship girl and restoring the armament, Bismarck took out the bright red cross flag.

Then, she quickly reorganized the remaining 500 people...

There may not be five hundred people left.

There are only about 400 people left.

The remaining 400-odd people quickly adjusted their positions and followed Bismarck, forming a formation like a sharp knife.

Then, the first breakout began under Bismarck's charge.

Time is short...

not much time.

It seemed as if there was a clock in Bismarck's mind, and the second hand was ticking away.

Even though she was caught just now, she was still calculating the time.

Time is really running out.

Given the speed and organization of these enemies, their support arrived quickly.

Bismarck did not know exactly when it would arrive.

But time is definitely running out.

As Bismarck began to break out with all the mutants.

The Operations Department also quickly adjusted its strategy.

Let a huge encirclement surround Bismarck's troops.

Adopt a "no blocking" strategy while still continuing to consume the remaining mutant forces.

The only thing Bismarck could do was to rush towards the far north.

Until it exceeds the pursuit distance limit of the operations department.

This is the best solution for her at the moment.

But Bismarck did not know whether these people of his would be completely wiped out before that.

Judging from the organizational capabilities and scheduling strategies of the Operations Department.

Bismarck's chances of success were slim.

And Bismarck noticed something at the beginning of the breakout.

That is, such a formation can easily have its "tail" bitten off.

She chose between a lightning breakthrough and a circular breakthrough.

Finally I chose to believe in blitzkrieg...

Bet almost all your chips at the fastest speed.

Risk everything to gamble.

If you don't succeed, you will become benevolent.

Just a minute later, Bismarck quickly abandoned this breakout tactic.

Because the enemy's attack was too fierce.

It was as if he knew the situation on the entire battlefield.

Capable of delivering cutting strikes to her troops with pinpoint accuracy.

The loss is too great.

In just one minute, about a hundred mutants were killed again.

This is the result of placing the ship girls with evasive abilities and high durability on the outermost periphery.

"The gap is still too big after all——!"

There was a hint of unwillingness in Bismarck's eyes.

She felt that her command ability was completely unable to be brought into play.

Only fists are real violence.

——Bismarck suddenly realized this.

Only when individual combat power is strong enough can all enemies be suppressed.

All talents other than these are just icing on the cake!

The experience she gained at this moment also became the policy she carried out to the end afterwards.

"Adjust the formation and be careful to avoid attacks!"

Bismarck adjusted his formation again and continued to break through.

But the results are still minimal.

They are like a bird caught in a net. No matter how they flap their wings, the net will only become tighter and tighter.

Until he was completely strangled to death.

152. Bismarck, sign a contract with me

Bismarck changed his formation for the third time and was still on his way to break out.

And still failed.

At this moment, every second seemed like a year to her.

With every second that passed, her success rate dropped by one point.

Although it was already very low at the beginning.

But now it has become lower.

Moreover, the few mutants are still fighting desperately.

Their numbers were dwindling, and their resistance seemed so insignificant.

Their lives are like feathers and can be easily blown away by the wind.

Then it becomes worthless.

"..."

The pressure on Bismarck's heart became unprecedentedly great.

No matter east, south, west or north, it seemed that there was no place for her to leave.

She could clearly feel the shrinking giant net.

This feeling is like being tortured to death.

Perhaps because the number of mutants has further decreased, the enemy's firepower has also become much smaller.

But this is hardly good news.

Because their attacks and movements have always been orderly.

Calculating the time, the enemy's support forces should be entering the battlefield soon.

Although not much time had passed in total.

Just a few minutes.

"Bismarck, what shall we do?"

Colon asked, standing next to Bismarck.

The enemy's fire stopped temporarily.

Because there are too few people here.

If we provide fire coverage now, it will easily hit the Bismarck.

After all, there were only about 300 of them visible to the naked eye...

"do not know."

Bismarck did not speak empty words, but spoke the truth.

"I tried every possible way to break out, but all failed."

"The enemy's strength is truly unfathomable."

“We have too little time to grow up!”

This was the only point that Bismarck was unwilling to easily acknowledge.

"The enemy is indeed very strong, but we have too little time to grow."

"...According to the original memory, maybe this is the fate of mutants? They won't give us time to grow. I looked through those memories carefully. All the escape attempts failed, and almost no attempts succeeded."

The expression on Colon's face didn't change much.

“And they all ended up in a miserable way.”

"..."

Bismarck stared at Cologne for two seconds and then said.

"You are not the Cologne from before."

“Can you actually recognize it?”

“There’s a slight difference.”

"Well, 'Cologne' has changed three people."

Colon said lightly.

She glanced at the operations department ship girls who had temporarily ceased fire but were constantly shrinking the encirclement.

"We still have about 300 people left, maybe more than 200. What should we do? Let's give it one last try. If we use the tactic of a lightning breakout now, the success rate should be very high."

"..."

Colon is right.

But Bismarck glanced into the distance.