Revisiting Azur Lane

Shentong frowned upon hearing this, and after a little thought, he shook his head: "I'm very sorry, I don't have any knowledge of this either."

She could only feel the flow of time within a day.

"That's a bad thing."

Zhou He nodded. He had discussed similar topics with Hermione and others before. Perhaps it was because ship girls had no sense of lifespan. They had no special feelings about the changing of seasons. They only felt sorry for the beautiful flowers withering when they passed by the garden in front of the restaurant.

"If we can break into the Siren base, there should be some records inside."

Zhou He said.

Growing up in a world with calendars, even if he didn't have a job, he would make different decisions about his life based on the changing dates. Now, he needs a calendar to record the dates of his future events to ensure that they can be carried out on time next year, thus forming a unique festival custom in the port area.

A festival that revolves around his intuitive preferences.

Shentong wanted to agree, but heard Zhou He's words: "I hope we can take it before winter comes."

"winter?"

Shentong and Yudachi in his arms were both surprised. Shentong pondered for a moment and said, "Even in winter, because the air flow layers at sea are too complicated, it will basically not snow on an island of this size. The temperature may be lower, but it will not affect our going out to fight."

"Do you think that will be the case?"

Zhou He rubbed Xili's hair with his palm and showed a mysterious smile.

He believes his system will allow him and the island to experience a full spring, summer, fall and winter.

The chat here attracted a few interested people to listen, but most people still wanted to complete the post-war repair and leave as soon as possible. Xuefeng was hesitant because he had not "returned home" for a long time, so he was a distance slower than Yudachi and others. After getting ashore, he wanted to show off his achievements to Zhou He, but he saw that Yudachi and Shentong had occupied both the inner and outer positions. The strange excitement of the light cruiser disappeared in an instant, and he left silently with a little loss in his heart.

"Snowwind."

Zhou He saw her, raised his hand to stop her and said with a smile: "You are the tactical core of today's attack. This is also the first time you cooperate with other people in the port area to attack. How do you feel?"

"Feel?"

Xuefeng stopped two meters away and looked up at Zhou He: "Not bad, right? The small number of personnel is a flaw, but the combat capability is very strong, which can make up for the lack of coordination. It can handle the mass-produced Executor Fleet that is more than twice its own number. If it gets the chance, it can also kill the mass-produced individuals of those guys in the experimental agency."

"Well, there are indeed still problems with coordination."

Zhou He thought of what Bismarck said yesterday, but there was nothing he could do about it. After all, his team was a complex composition of multiple camps. If he wanted to cooperate seamlessly, he had to find a combination of people like Shentong and Xuefeng, and Haman and Yorktown who had cooperated in the prototype ship period.

So he smiled and said, "Let's not talk about this for now. I heard from Shokaku's report earlier that you, Yukikaze, have towed back several capital ships. You've worked hard. I prepared some fruit cakes myself. I wonder if you like them."

"Fruitcake?" x2

Xuefeng and Yudachi in Zhou He's arms asked in unison, and then Yudachi looked at Xuefeng as if he had found an accomplice. Xuefeng, who had originally had an indifferent attitude, blushed and pursed her lips to barely maintain her cold attitude, but she blinked frequently because of Yudachi's stare.

"Yes, Xuefeng, you helped me a lot this time. This cake is my apology and gratitude to you."

Zhou He laughed secretly in his heart, but remained serious on the surface.

After discussing with Xianghe, he thought about it and decided to spend a huge amount of money (2 Home Coins) to buy kilograms of strawberries, mangoes, peaches and other fruits, and went all out to make a luxurious fruit cake that he had never even eaten before.

When he saw the finished product, he was convinced that no one in his port area could refuse it.

"Hmph~ Just know that no one has ever questioned my ability."

Xuefeng seemed to have let something slip and changed her words in a hurry. She was very surprised. In fact, she had not had such emotional ups and downs when talking to people for a long time. She thought she had lost her emotions long ago, but she never thought that they had always been there, but she had ignored them.

"Me too. Every time I go on a sortie, the commander always praises me for doing a great job!"

Yuli let go of Zhou He, moved closer to Xuefeng, and proudly patted his chest, which was more obviously rising and falling than Xuefeng's.

"..."

Xuefeng glanced at Xili, then looked at Zhou He: "Where is the fruit cake?"

"In the kitchen, let Yuudachi take you there."

Zhou He smiled, looked at Xuefeng who turned around immediately and Yudachi who followed, and said to Shentong: "Go help Yudachi... No, Shentong, you just go and watch them, don't interfere."

He believed that Yudachi could get along well with Yukikaze, even if they would quarrel and fight whenever they met.

"understood."

Shentong responded with a faint smile and followed the two of them.

Chapter 121: Material Poverty

Unlike the impulsive destroyers, the battleships are mostly rational and mature. Their first reaction after landing is basically to smooth out the wrinkles on their clothes, their hair blown by the wind, and to cover up the places where their clothes were torn by bullets.

But very classic, the four aircraft carriers all looked no different from when they went out, except that there was an extra Hamman beside Yorktown. The latter was participating in the tugboat mission, so he was not seriously injured.

"Ahahaha! Commander, today's fight was really exciting. It's a pity you didn't see it."

After Zuikaku came ashore, she jumped to Zhou He in two or three steps, patted his shoulder and smiled without any respect. Zhou He probably guessed that she would have such a reaction, because Shentong said that this was a great victory, and no one was seriously injured, and together they unilaterally crushed the Siren Fleet.

He reached out and pushed Zuikaku's hand away, then leaned forward and whispered in her ear: "I didn't see the others, but I remember Shokaku's excellence very clearly. I wonder when you, Zuikaku, will learn more from Shokaku?"

"babble!"

Zuikaku always took the initiative to approach Zhou He. This time, when Zhou He suddenly approached and spoke in her ear, her whole body trembled. She took several steps back before her brows were raised. She crossed her arms and looked at Zhou He: "Of course I know how good Sister Xianghe is, but Commander, you are not allowed to have any ideas about Sister Xianghe."

"What's the idea?"

Zhou He asked back as if he didn't understand, but the smile on his lips revealed everything - Zuikaku understood, and Shokaku beside her naturally understood as well. He looked away with a slightly red face and patted Zuikaku's back several times with his right hand, which was covered by Zuikaku's body, signaling her to stop talking nonsense.

Given Zuikaku's straightforward personality, I'm afraid she would say it out in public if I didn't remind her.

"Ahem, it's nothing."

Zuikaku realized that Shokaku was right beside her after being hit twice by Shokaku. She coughed lightly and changed the subject. In just a few seconds, she was embarrassed and beamed with joy: "Commander, you just say that Shokaku is excellent, but the division of labor between Shokaku and me has always been that I fight and Shokaku commands and assists. This time, I shot down at least 300 Siren planes. I think their stockpiles are almost all wiped out by me."

"Oh?"

Zhou He was really attracted by this. Shokaku hadn't told him before why the Siren were able to hold off the enemy even though half of their aircraft carriers were gone. It turned out that Zuikaku had taken up the lead. He glanced at Zuikaku's panel in the system. Her initial aviation value was 79, and now it was 153, almost doubled. Her reload, durability, and air defense values ​​were all similar. One could replace two.

The numerical display is simply 1+1=2, but any normal person knows that if a person's physical fitness becomes twice as good as before, then his combat effectiveness will definitely increase by more than twice. The same should be true for Zuikaku. It is likely that the number of aircraft cannot be increased, so the quality has been improved.

"Zuihe, can you defeat four mass-produced aircraft carriers now?"

Zhou He thought about it, stretched out his palm and gestured a number. Zuikaku was startled and touched his hair: "I haven't tried it, but it shouldn't work, right? The number of planes on the four aircraft carriers is four or five times that of mine. I can't stop so many fighters from searching and attacking me."

"Well, I see."

Zhou He understood that her subtext was that if the Siren didn't discover her location, four aircraft carriers would not be a problem.

In this way, it would be easier to implement his plan.

Since Zuikaku has grown to this level, Tosa and Kursk who joined right behind must have also made great improvements. He looked at Tosa, who just nodded at him calmly and prepared to leave with Kaga. He originally wanted to let Tosa be his mount again, but he restrained his thoughts. It was a bit biased to always ride Tosa alone, so he could try to find someone else.

"Commander, as Zuikaku said, the Siren carrier fleet lost a large number of fighter planes in this battle, and we have endless ammunition. We should perhaps take this opportunity to attack again and expand our victory."

Bismarck strode towards him, her eyes flashing with a frightening light. Her slightly torn clothes only added to her murderous aura, making Zhou He feel that the person approaching was not Bismarck, but a mountain that he needed to look up to but was trying to make him bow his head. Her aura far exceeded that of a fake commander, and made Zhou He's heart pound.

Bismarck was usually very impressive, and this victory was even more impressive. However, Zhou He knew Bismarck's true intention. Although his heart was pounding, he didn't feel guilty at all. He looked at her and nodded: "It's a good judgment, but no, those guys have already started to act."

"pity."

Bismarck frowned slightly, and summed it up in two words: he gave up the idea of ​​a second attack very straightforwardly.

She had seen the advanced weapons of the Siren cadres, so she was not afraid of a simple head-on confrontation. However, if these guys hid in the dark and suddenly attacked them in the battle, there would be huge losses. She knew clearly when to kill the enemy and when to be conservative.

"Commander, I don't know if it's my illusion, but these Siren officers are not good at commanding operations?"

Jean Bart, who had originally wanted to leave after hearing Bismarck's proposal to attack, thought about it and simply expressed his doubts: "With such a huge military advantage, but allowing the mass-produced type to wander around loosely and leave room for the enemy to attack from the air, any commander who knows a little about military affairs would not do this."

"I'm not sure about this."

Zhou He touched his chin and thought about the people in the experimental institutions in the game. No matter they were alone or leading troops to fight, they all used sneak attacks and were generally more offensive. Now they were playing defense. Maybe they didn't get it right?

However, he was not interested in these things, and the other people present dispersed without incident during the conversation, leaving Bal without an answer or any reaction, and he went home with his hands on the back of his head and muttering to himself.

"Come to think of it, what exactly do those Siren officers want to do? Are they lying in wait around the port area where I can't see them?"

Now that everyone had been picked up, Zhou He was no longer in the mood to hang out. He turned around and observed the locations of the testers and others on the map while collecting his daily home coins, raising them from 21 to 50, making him a little richer.

I walked back to the command hall and stood outside the door, and suddenly found that the room was full of people. Some of them were holding cakes in their hands, and some were eating fruits.

"Commander, can you provide more fruit?"

Hood peeled an apple gracefully. She hadn't eaten fresh fruit for a long time.

Um? Something seems wrong.

After thinking about it in confusion, she realized that this was her first time eating fruit.

Chapter 122 Chat

Seeing that everyone liked cakes and fruits so much, Zhou He thought about it for a moment, then walked into the kitchen with a smile, spent 2 home coins to buy four large watermelons, cut them up, and asked Hermione and the others who were in the kitchen to bring them to others. He also took a piece and lay by the window to eat it.

"I haven't eaten watermelon in a long time. It was summer before I traveled through time."

The melons produced by the system were of extremely high quality, with a crisp texture and very sweet juice. Zhou He gnawed the melon rind until it turned pure white before licking his lips with satisfaction, feeling sad about the quality of life he had before he traveled through time.

However, the melon would taste better if it could be slightly chilled with stream water.

"commander!"

Hearing the voice, Zhou He wiped the watermelon juice from the corner of his mouth with his fingers, turned around and saw Yudachi holding a plate of cake in both hands and handed it over. After fighting with Xuefeng for a while, her face flushed a little: "Commander, have some cake too!"

"Okay, thank you Yuuri."

Zhou He didn't eat a single bite of the cake, but he tasted the extra part when he failed to trim the cream. He took the cake plate with one hand and threw the melon rind in his hand into the trash can, while Yuudachi smiled foolishly and turned back to ask Xuefeng for more cake.

Because Zhou He said that the cake was a gift for Xuefeng, Xuefeng immediately expressed her "ownership". She was very reluctant in the face of Yuli's repeated requests, but considering that Yuli had given the cake to Zhou He, she reluctantly cut a small piece for Yuli.

"So few!"

Yudachi said bluntly, and Xuefeng looked at her: "It's enough for you to eat."

"..."

Looking at the two people making a fuss, Zhou He smiled and walked out of the kitchen with the plate.

Most people in the port area are particular about their appearance when eating. Even Nagashima, who was lying on Count Spee's shoulder, was barely acceptable.

Because there are a very small number of bold players who don't care about their image at all, such as Zuikaku and Jean Bart. The two of them squatted at the door eating watermelons, looking like little gangsters who ran out of anime. Even Shokaku was a little embarrassed to approach them, and could only sit with Ayanami and the others and communicate in a low voice.

"?"

However, after Zhou He went out and observed carefully, he found that there were still a few people missing here.

"Commander! Why didn't you take out this good stuff earlier?"

Unconsciously, Zhou He walked to the gate and was stared at by Ruihe. She looked up at Zhou He, and her beautiful hair fell to the ground because she was squatting, which was quite interesting.

“I didn’t expect that, and this is pretty expensive.”

Zhou He answered honestly.

"Expensive?"

Zuikaku wasn't very good at valuing things, so Shokaku was the one who helped with that.

"Well, the others are fine. As for watermelons, about thirty of them can be exchanged for our hot spring pool."

Zhou He picked up a piece of cake and put it in his mouth, answering in a somewhat vague voice.

"So expensive!?"

Zuikaku was startled, he looked down at the melon in his hand, then glanced at the remaining ones on the table in the hall, then he put the one in his hand on the ground, turned back and took out two more pieces, and then Jeanbal snatched one from him.

"Is it that exaggerated? From now on, I will hold a fruit party for you every few days."

Zhou He saw it and realized that his way of thinking about life was too harsh for his own ship girls. This port was all they saw of the world. There were many things that the port did not have, and only if he took them out could his own ship girls be able to use them.

"Logistics is not as simple as one might think."

He stuffed cake into his mouth silently.

"Really? Isn't that too extravagant?"

Zuikaku opened his eyes wide, looking even happier than when he returned victorious from defeating the Siren.

"It's understandable to indulge in luxury once in a while."

Zhou He thought about it, smiled and waved the fork in his hand. He didn’t notice it before, but now that he has noticed it, he naturally has to make up for it.

"Yeah... I think so too, but Commander, don't worry too much about these things. You should spend your money on more important things."

Zuikaku agreed quietly, then made his own proposal quite loudly.