Revisiting Azur Lane

“…The Avatar told you that, right?”

Tosa was a little surprised, but he quickly figured out the connection. Zuikaku is not too stupid, but she is just an ordinary person. Usually, the only things she thinks about are asking Zhou He to apply for a fight and thinking about Shokaku joining the port area. She would not consider such deeper things, or she has no interest in them.

Then it can only be supernatural powers. This newcomer doesn’t look simple.

“We came up with this through discussion!”

Zuikaku announced his importance, then pointed at Zhou He in front of him and said, "I'll talk to the commander about this in a moment. If you want to go, just let me know."

"It depends on the situation."

Tosa's eyes moved slightly. She would not accompany Zuikaku in any private actions. If she got Zhou He's approval, that would be another matter.

The number of Sirens is not infinite. For every one she kills, there will be one less. If she wants to become stronger than other people in the port, she has to kill more Sirens.

"Okay - Commander! I have something to say."

Zuikaku snapped his fingers, rushed out in three or two steps and called out to Zhou He who had entered the restaurant. In the restaurant hall, Bismarck was having dinner with U556 and Z23. His hat was placed aside, but he put it on when Zuikaku called him, and nodded to Zhou He who had entered.

"Why are you shouting so loudly? Keep your voice down and don't disturb others from eating."

Zhou He was also frightened by Zuikaku. It was a rare sight to see the heroic figure of Bismarck without a hat, but he was scared out of his wits by her shout. He patted Yuudachi's shoulder and asked her to go find Manju to order food, then turned around and lectured Zuikaku in a bad mood.

"Sorry sorry."

Zuikaku put her hands together and apologized to Bismarck and the other two. After that, she found a seat and sat down. She waved to Zhou He to sit opposite her. Zhou He wanted to see what she was up to, so he sat opposite her as she said. He put his elbows on the table and looked deep, "Tell me, what's the matter."

"Is such that…"

Zuikaku repeated what she had said to Tosa in this way, and Zhou He had actually thought about the question she raised: There had been super-large-scale battles before, but the Sirens in the third ring block were not attracted. What was the reason?

"The operating systems installed on mass-produced Siren and Executor Siren are different?"

Zhou He thought about it and felt that this possibility was quite high. After all, the mass-produced model was in the form of a battleship, and the executors were humanoid elite monsters who were directly under the observation of the mobilization of the monsters. It was not surprising that they had an independent system.

Zhou He, amazed by this conjecture, looked at the system interface and adjusted it to the attack map, locked onto the South Third Area and observed the Siren icon inside. He found that the executors inside were motionless, while the mass-produced types were wandering around like small fish.

Just from this point, we can see the difference in the root instructions between the two.

After thinking about it, he nodded to Zuikaku and said, "This conjecture is worth verifying. Tomorrow I will arrange a few more people to follow your team to clean up the scattered mass-produced Sirens. I will inform you of the specific matters tomorrow."

"it is good."

Zuikaku agreed readily, shifting his gaze to look at Tosa who had just entered the room and beckoning: "Come over here and eat with us? I haven't eaten yet either."

Tosa glanced over here, walked past Yudachi who was coming back from ordering food, found the housekeeper Chang Manju and told him what dishes he wanted to eat for dinner, turned around and sat on the vacant right side of Zhou He, facing Zuikaku together with Yudachi and Zhou He.

There is a table between the four people. If they were in a sealed room, a completely different story could unfold.

"?"

Ruihe also noticed the subtle feeling of space, but she did not have the relevant common sense. She just felt that Zhou He was more popular than herself, so she smiled and praised Zhou He for business.

Soon after, Manju started serving large amounts of food. The aroma of the meat filled the entire table. Zhou He, who was already extremely hungry, finished three full bowls of food, even eating up tomorrow's breakfast.

After dinner, Zhou He, who didn't have to wash dishes, played with Xi Li in the lobby of the command building for a while before going upstairs to take a shower and rest.

……

After waking up, Zhou He directly lifted the thin blanket on his body and went into the bathroom. After coming out, he washed his hands and went to the window to look outside. There was nothing inside the bay, but there was a lot of fog outside the bay. Even the rising sun was obscured, and only a little light shone in.

Zhou He had seen this situation before. When the sun rises, it will be a beautiful sunny day for spring cleaning.

After confirming the weather, Zhou He sat down at the desk and opened his notebook, on which he listed his sixteen ship girls. Excluding Akashi, there were 15 available combatants, including one submariner, four destroyers, three light cruisers, one heavy cruiser, one battlecruiser, three battleships, and one light cruiser and one regular cruiser.

After listing them like this, Zhou He could feel, just by looking at them, that this was a very powerful maritime force.

"The planned outing is for Zuikaku to add four destroyers. Considering that the guess is wrong or the mistake leads to the executor, the number of accompanying annihilation members cannot be less, um..."

Zhou He referred to the system's attack map and the western position and distance of the executors, and wrote below the accompanying fleet. The newly added magical power allowed Bal to take it out for a walk, followed by Cleveland and Tosa.

After choosing between Hood and Bismarck, Zhou He chose Bismarck to lead the final flagship position. U556 was one reason, but more importantly, he felt that Bismarck was more stable - of course, the remaining Hood and others were not idle either.

They guard the port area, and when the outbound fleet encounters a battle situation that cannot be handled in time, they can go to provide support.

Looking at his team, Zhou He nodded with satisfaction.

Chapter 65 Hypothesis

After completing the day's preparations, Zhou He went downstairs at around seven o'clock, which was what Tosa and others called a lazy person who got up late.

Of course, this is not the point. The point is that the hall was unusually quiet after he went downstairs today. Usually, when he came down at this time, there would always be two or three people wandering around and resting here, but today he didn't see any.

"You've gone to the next door for breakfast, so you don't like this place anymore?"

Just as he was thinking this, two figures appeared at the gate. The one in front was Hermione, who was wearing a regular maid outfit and holding a tray. The one slightly behind was Haman, who looked very much like a maid, but was not actually a maid.

"Good morning, both of you."

Zhou He went up to greet them naturally, and then was stared at by Hamanman with a subtle expression of scrutiny. Hermione beside him smiled and responded: "Good morning, I prepared some breakfast for the commander, I wonder if it suits your taste today."

As she spoke, Hermione placed the plate on the table in the hall and opened the lid. Inside was a bowl of rice noodles with quite a lot of side dishes. There was also a fried egg and some pickled radish on a small plate next to it.

“I think it’s great.”

Zhou He felt hungry just by looking at it. He thanked Hermione and sat down without hesitation, and asked her to pour him a cup of hot water.

Hearing that, Hermione turned around and walked towards the kitchen area, leaving Harmanman and Zhou He staring at each other. Zhou He, who felt a little overwhelmed by being stared at, blinked and smiled, "Harman, are you learning from Hermione, uh, observing the maid's work?"

"certainly not!"

Harman quickly refuted loudly, and then he seemed to feel that he was too excited. His face flushed and he stopped talking. He turned sideways and glanced at Zhou He: "I just heard that you, Commander, are a lazy bug who will wait until everyone else has breakfast before getting up, so I came here to confirm it myself."

“…Why do I feel like someone is slandering me?”

Zhou He could sense some teasing in what others said, but Harman seemed to take it seriously. He felt he needed to clarify: "Actually, I got up very early, but I was just thinking about today's arrangements, so I came downstairs at this time."

"The commander's job looks easy, but it's actually a bit nerve-wracking."

Zhou He rubbed his head. He had never said these words in front of other people. The personalities of his own ship girls all conform to some of the settings in the game, but their personalities are more vivid and complex. For example, Haman in front of him is also cute with a proud and coquettish look, but it can be clearly felt that her personality is very sensitive, serious and earnest.

If other people could just laugh it off, he couldn't save words with Harman. Rather than relying on long-term interactions to make Harman aware of the situation on his side, it would be better to explain it directly to Harman and avoid possible malicious interpersonal relationships.

"Oh, is that so?"

Sure enough, after hearing what Zhou He said, Harman immediately realized that she had thought too much. She opened her mouth in panic and wanted to say something, but Hermione happened to come over from the kitchen with a cup of hot water. She puffed up her cheeks in anxiety and said, "Of course I know about that kind of thing! It's all the commander's fault for not explaining it clearly to everyone, so this strange rumor appeared!"

"Well, actually I have mentioned it occasionally, but you may not have paid much attention. After all, I rarely eat breakfast with you guys."

Faced with Harman's sudden anger, although it sounded more like he was acting like a spoiled child, Zhou He still took it seriously and explained with a smile.

"Then Commander, can't you come down early and have breakfast before working?"

Hamanman was not angry at all, and even helped Zhou He with advice. As for her idea, Zhou He had also thought about it, but he felt that planning it out first would highlight his calmness and confidence. No one else had seriously discussed this matter with him, and now Haman brought it up seriously, which made him feel startled.

After thinking for a while, he thanked Haman and said, "I understand. I will consider coming down earlier to dine with everyone in the future."

"It's good that you know, hum~"

Harman felt that she had played an important role. She raised her head proudly, her silver hair swaying around her. Her innocent and lovely appearance whetted Zhou He's appetite. He took the cup of water handed to him by Hermione, blew on it, took a sip, and began to enjoy today's breakfast.

Harman, whose pride had faded, looked at Zhou He who was eating and Hermione who was smiling beside him, pouted, turned around and ran away.

"Ms. Harman is quite strict with the commander."

Hermione didn't know the previous reason, but after hearing the following few words, she roughly guessed what was going on. Harman got along very naturally with other people, but his emotions fluctuated greatly when facing Zhou He. This shows how much Harman cares about Commander Zhou He.

"Well, it's cute."

After swallowing, Zhou He took the time to comment. Hermione's eyes flickered when she heard it, but she quickly regained her composure: Harman is indeed very cute.

After a simple breakfast, Zhou He sat down to digest and rest for a while. During this time, he used the system map to observe the distribution and movements of the sirens and executors in the South 23 District and the West 23 District: this time the team was dispatched for two purposes: one was exploration, and the other was experimentation. Target two had a higher priority, so he had to find a route of action that focused on target two.

Whether there is intelligence sharing between the mass-produced type and the executor, the simplest way is to exchange fire with the mass-produced type in a place outside the executor's alert range but not that far away. If intelligence is shared, the executors will move at the moment of the battle. Otherwise, they will stay where they are until the mass-produced type is completely destroyed.

"It's quite risky. If I guess wrong, I'll just treat it as a test of the executor's combat capability."

Soon, Zhou He found a similar route. At the same time, Yuudachi and Zuikaku also rushed over after hearing the news. Both of them were warmongers. They were still very concerned about the fact that they retreated after a brief encounter with the enemy yesterday. Today, they got permission to "start a war" and were already gearing up for a big fight.

"You two, look at Tosa and Avatar, they know what it means to combine work and rest."

Surrounded by the two, Hermione couldn't get close to them. Zhou He was also quite helpless. When he was playing games, he had to do daily attacks to level up, but here, he wanted to go out and fight a card and close the port for a while. Fortunately, his own ship girl did not need oil to travel, and ammunition supplies could be replenished by fighting Sirens.

Otherwise, his family would most likely have run out of resources to attack after Zuikaku joined.

……

"This is roughly the situation of the detachment. Zuikaku, as the leader of the exploration team, remember to communicate with Bismarck in a timely manner. If the executors show any unusual movements, you must immediately adjust the formation to meet the enemy."

With the continuous efforts of Yudachi and Zuikaku, Zhou He had to gather other members of his family in advance to announce today's attack arrangements and give instructions to Zuikaku.

"Oh! Are you still not confident in my ability to do things?"

Zuikaku winked at Zhou He, and after being glared at by him, she replied with a smile.

"This operation is quite dangerous. After the battle, Javelin, Haman, Jeanbal, and Shentong, don't rush into the battle. Get familiar with the new rhythm of the battle first."

Putting Zuikaku aside, Zhou He turned to instruct the newly joined ship girls. After receiving serious or casual answers, he changed the topic and explained the arrangements for this attack route and the scheduled battle area.

The more people attend the meeting, the longer the meeting will last. Zhou He is also troubled by this change. He thinks that perhaps the meeting mechanism should be changed. Tactical discussions like this should be as fast and simple as possible.

After the meeting, Zhou He went out with the crowd and watched more than ten of his own ship girls leave on the shore of the bay. He took a deep breath and exhaled steadily.

"The commander seems very reluctant."

Changdao stepped on the waves of the receding tide, turned around and saw Zhou He's slightly complicated expression, and came over with a curious look: "Are you worried about everyone's safety?"

"Well, partly."

Zhou He did not evade the question. He nodded calmly and looked at the distant sea: "What bothers me more is that we seem to be surrounded by Sirens. It is very difficult to carry out the plan of expanding outward."

Although I thought the road to expansion would not be easy, the difficulty level increased too much. The first round was easy to handle, the second round was a bit troublesome, and now the third round has been surrounded by executors and I dare not move easily, but -

"Nagashima, what is your reconnaissance range? Can you run to a hundred nautical miles?"

Zhou He didn't know much about light aviation. He only knew that this ship had fewer carrier-based aircraft and thinner armor than the regular aircraft carrier, but he didn't know its endurance.

Hearing this, Nagashima tilted his head and said, "Commander, are you underestimating me? It's only a hundred nautical miles, it's easy!"

"Sorry, in that case, please send a few reconnaissance planes to the north to observe the situation over there."

Zhou He briefly described the scope of the North Third District and hoped that Changdao would fly over there. He wanted to see where the group of sirens who salvaged the documents had taken the things.

“No problem~”

Changdao said a few simple words that Zhou He could understand, waved her sleeves, turned around and followed the tide into the deep water. Her ship was quite light, with only a runway and some small details. Overall, it looked lighter than a destroyer. She ran a few steps outside, stood directly in the middle of the bay and released the reconnaissance plane.

"Did the Siren salvage team from the North Third District retreat?"

Akashi and Kursk were not present. After Changdao left, only Hood and Hermione were left beside Zhou He. As an old veteran, Hood guessed the situation from Zhou He's few words: "Are there really lost files that even Siren values ​​and need to be salvaged?"

"I don't know."

Zhou He was also puzzled by this question: "Perhaps in the experimental world, the Siren will limit the level of technology used by its side. As for salvaging documents, it is probably to comply with this setting."

"set up…"

As an old-school youngster, Hood was quite receptive to new things. Although Zhou He's words were a bit abstract, she still understood them on her own: "So, the document obtained by Siren might contain technology similar to the current world technology or combat-related intelligence documents?"

"The premise is that there are indeed other people in our world who are fighting against the Sirens."

Zhou He shook his head slightly, turned around and walked to the platform steps not far away and sat down, locking his eyes on the island marked with a human port area in the southern third area of ​​the system map. At that time, Ruihe checked and found that the port area ruins inside this island were much more abandoned than the Siren Base in the northern second area.

With so many executors nearby, it's clear that the capture of this sea area took more than one or two years.

As for the strength of the human side, we can actually infer it from many imaginary things. First of all, it is impossible for humans to fight against the Sirens with warships, as that would put too much pressure on resources. Then, under the control of the Sirens, humans will definitely have the technology of Ship Girls, and the existing Ship Girls are divided into two types - one is that each country has its own unique Ship Girl, and the other is a globally unified port system that builds countless identical Ship Girls to fight against the Sirens.

If it is the latter, the Siren side would definitely not leave so many combat forces in the back when the human side is full of ship girls. Excluding this option, it is the former, the unique ship girls of each country...

To be honest, the number of warships of various countries is indeed large when combined, but if they are separated, they will definitely be crushed by the Sirens in terms of numbers, unless, like in the game plot, the ship girls lead a large number of warships to cooperate in combat, so that they can fight on par with the Sirens.

However, there are port areas that have been occupied by the Sirens for several years and have not been recovered. No matter how you look at it, it is not a 50-50 situation.

After a simple deduction, we can come to the conclusion: Assuming that there are still human marine resistance forces in this world, they were also badly beaten by the Sirens. It is very likely that they were forced to stay near the coast and have no power to fight back.

So, this technical document that fell in the deep sea might be similar to the technology of Siren in this world.

It's weird no matter how you think about it.

"Since the Sirens exist, there must be a corresponding resistance force."

Hood observed Zhou He, and after confirming that he was just speaking casually and was not pessimistic, he chuckled: "Besides, even if there is no other resistance force, as long as we are still active, there will be."

"Right."