The Disqualified Commander of the Abandoned Shipgirl

"How to do?"

Nagato was a little confused.

"Should we go down there and look for it? But if we do that, we'll have to turn around and deal with those mass-produced elite Sirens. Although they don't pose a threat, they will still affect the blasting. Also, we may not be able to find them even if we go down there. It takes time. Alternatively, we can destroy it from here. Going vertically would be much simpler and more violent, but we might also find the wrong place... and the place we need to penetrate might be very thick."

A ton of possible problems.

They all say one thing - this method doesn't work.

No matter which method is used to provide support, it will take enough time.

But what Lin Shen lacks most now is time.

He doesn't have time.

Five minutes late or fifteen minutes late makes no difference to Glasgow and the others.

"Don't look for it anymore, just attack from above."

Lin Shen picked one at random.

"Okay, I'll try and see if it helps."

Nagato did as he was told.

On the other side, Tirpitz and Glasgow also received the news.

"We didn't feel any movement just now," Tirpitz said with certainty.

"Well... we should still be where we are." Glasgow came to the same conclusion.

"It may also be because the means of movement also uses black technology, so the perception is not obvious." Jiang Feng said.

Since the situation has already happened, one's own perception must be wrong.

Be based on reality.

"Moreover, the space has indeed become much larger." Jiang Feng glanced at the three walls.

How can space appear out of thin air?

"So what do we do now?" Hinata asked irritably, "Does that mean we have no support at all?"

"...I'm afraid we won't be able to find you in a short period of time. By the time we find you and go in, I'm afraid everything will have settled here." Lin Shen said truthfully after a moment of silence.

"It's a good thing you didn't assign Nagato-sama here," Hinata said.

“……”Lin Shen remained silent.

In fact, his allocation basis is not to deal with such extreme situations, so extreme that it is impossible to guess the answer by hard guessing.

"Feel sorry."

Time was still passing, and Lin Shen apologized silently.

"There's nothing to be sorry about. It's something that is out of our control." Glasgow said, "There are always so many variables in battle... I'm sure there will be more in the future, Commander. I think we can avoid it next time."

"..."

Soon, Hyuga's equipment reserves were completely exhausted.

The equipment was forced to be scrapped piece by piece.

Start with the spare.

Then there's Ayanami, Glasgow.

Everyone's life has completely entered the countdown.

"I have some spare equipment here," Tirpitz said, "it should be able to hold out for a while."

"This short period of time won't change anything." Hinata said.

"We can still hold on for a while, what if a miracle happens..."

"Do you know why miracles are called miracles?"

"..."

Tirpitz certainly knew that.

Death was approaching, and she was as calm as she had expected.

It's just going back to the place where I was born.

It seems that I have learned a lot in just this short journey.

I don't know if there is reincarnation in KanColle.

I hope I can meet this fool with foolish ideals again next time.

Last time, Lin Shen still had room to regret, but Jiang Feng insisted on completing the task.

There is no room for regret this time.

However, when the fleet set out again, he strangled the emotion called "regret".

No one wants to get off this train leading to death.

Will this weird thing happen again “next time”?

Tirpitz opened the ship's equipment space and took out his spare equipment.

The severe pain from the wound made her gasp, and holding the equipment in her hands required much greater strength than usual.

The body seems to have become weaker than ever before.

After handing the spare equipment to Jiang Feng, Tirpitz grabbed the right arm of the tracker that was still in his body and pulled it out bit by bit.

"..."

It hurts more than I imagined.

Tirpitz gritted his teeth and finally got the thing out.

She threw it to the ground, wondering whether she should bandage her wound.

But the current situation... After thinking about it, Tirpitz gave up. Time was still passing, and ten minutes had passed. Everyone began to hold on, and watched more and more wounds appear on their bodies.

The atmosphere of despair is everywhere, but...

"……Um?"

Tirpitz turned her attention away from the others, and after throwing away the arm, she almost fell to her knees on the spot.

The sudden heavy pressure made the wounds on Tirpitz's body crack even more severely.

She half-knelt down. If she were a human, her face would be covered in cold sweat by now.

"No... Why did the gravity increase again... Or just now..."

Tirpitz realized something was wrong, and she reached out and picked up the tracker's right arm again.

The pressure was gone.

Looking at the Siren's ship uniform that was glowing with a pale blue light, Tirpitz understood something.

She tried again, and finally, she dismantled the Siren's ship equipment and confirmed one thing.

"What are you doing?" Hinata, who retreated from the front again, looked at Tirpitz who was half-kneeling on the ground tinkering with something, and asked with a confused look on his face.

"If the pressure on you is lifted, are you sure you can kill Siren?" Tirpitz asked.

"Huh? What are you talking about... How is it possible? Do you want to see the wounds on my body?" Hinata showed his arm, which was full of cracks and one could even see the bones inside.

As the MVP who suffered injuries, she deservedly won the MVP of injuries.

Oh, no, it’s the second one.

The most seriously injured person now was Tirpitz, and the others were a little worse off - but not by much.

"What about you?" Tirpitz looked at the other three people and asked the same question again in a weak voice.

She also knew there was little hope.

It was discovered a little too late.

The main reason is that after being punctured, the body's perception is not much different from being under heavy pressure, and 90% of the thinking is taken away by the severe pain.

"……I can."

Neither Glasgow nor Ayanami was so sure.

The former knows his limits.

The latter knew there was someone more suitable.

If one person must be picked to lead the way, Jiang Feng is obviously more suitable.

Ayanami knows that her overall ability is still a little bit lacking.

In terms of pure training level, Jiang Feng is slightly higher.

——It took her less time, but her training level had surpassed Ayanami’s.

"Then go ahead." Tirpitz threw the disassembled Siren ship equipment to Jiang Feng.

Jiang Feng took the strange thing, and the pressure on his body disappeared instantly.

It's like being granted pardon.

"..."

After taking a look at the four people whose conditions were extremely bad, Jiang Feng threw this thing into the ship's space.

"Wait for me for a moment, I will finish the battle soon."

"...Your condition is already terrible, are you really okay?" Hinata asked worriedly.

They were not fools, and after Tirpitz's question and action just now, it was easy for them to guess the real situation.

“There must be no problems.”

Jiang Feng revealed his ship suit again and pulled out the sword with the red blade.

“There weren’t really any options.”

"...That's right." Hinata was stunned for a moment, then said, "Then I wish you good luck in martial arts."

"Ah... yes."

Jiang Feng turned around and disappeared. He crossed through the dense artillery fire and quickly approached the pursuer.

Due to Jiang Feng's approach, the pursuer's artillery fire had to be stopped temporarily.

With one arm broken off, it has already lost half the battle in close combat.

But obviously things are not that simple.

The ship outfit revealed by the pursuer changed again, and finally wrapped her entire left arm, with black armor covering it. When it came to the fingers, it turned the five fingers into blue blades.

Looking at Jiang Feng who had regained his mobility, it said, "It's too late to realize it now."

Jiang Feng ignored the pursuer's words, narrowed his eyes, and pushed his body to the limit again.

Opportunities are limited, conditions are limited, and a protracted war is still not advisable.

Not even a minute is acceptable.

She calculated the enemy's situation and found that, for her now, one minute -

No, thirty seconds is considered a protracted battle.

To end the battle in a shorter time.

Otherwise, you will definitely fail.

Twenty seconds, no, ten seconds is enough.

Even five seconds.

No, you can't leave yourself a way out -

This thought suddenly popped up in Jiang Feng's mind.

You must never have the slightest hope of luck in a life-and-death battle.

That will only make you face death in a different way.