Azur Lane Mobile Front.

"It's alright, there's no need to hide it from the Commander."

"I understand."

Aurora nodded, then resumed her previous voice and began broadcasting communications from the submarine.

"The comrades on the submarine believed that once they left the area, the loss of the mineral's properties could cause irreparable damage to Kronstadt's consciousness."

"Therefore, they decided to stay there until Comrade Kronstadt woke up."

This was a long communication, and it took Aurora quite a while to translate the telegram.

The once joyful cabin suddenly fell silent.

"Reply to the comrades on the submarine and tell them that we will not abandon any comrade."

After a moment's hesitation, Soviet Russia made its decision.

Then, she walked up to Rob.

"Commander, please help us."

The ships of the Northern Union are probably not very good at turning.

He went straight to Rob and asked for help.

Rob rubbed his chin; this situation was too tricky.

First of all, he knew very little about what was happening inside the submarine.

Then, this kind of stream-of-consciousness stuff, none of the ships here are good at it.

"Let me think..."

He didn't agree easily because Rob himself wasn't confident about the matter.

If things go well, the Northern Union will undoubtedly owe him a huge favor.

In the series of operations to come, it will play a role, more or less.

Or rather, with this foundation, Robo could more easily bind the Northern Union to his own cause.

But if things go wrong, things might not be so easy to handle.

Sitting in his seat, Rob carefully considered the current situation.

A Northern Union ship has fallen into a deep sleep for some reason and is unable to leave the area due to equipment malfunctions.

Moreover, according to newly obtained intelligence, the ships on the same vessel had been pulled into the same dream.

However, they can no longer reproduce this operation.

"Hiss~ I feel like the Northern Alliance has come up with something that can be used to create 'chat rooms'."

Following this line of thought, Rob thought of New Jersey and the Unicorn that he had left in the port area.

First, high concentrations of GN particles also have the effect of opening a "chat room," but with some side effects.

No clothes are allowed in this chat room.

Then, as a new-type Unicorn Gundam, combined with its mystical psycho-frame, it also has some room for maneuver in this regard.

However, the problem came again.

Whether it's GN particles or rice grains, they all share the same problem—they cause serious interference to electronic devices.

The submarine might shut down before our chat room even opens.

Thinking of this, Rob summoned Soviet Rossiya and explained his plans and concerns in detail.

After listening to Rob's account, Soviet Russia also fell into deep thought.

Robb's plan is risky and has no guarantees whatsoever.

Because Rob had no idea whether New Jersey, which hadn't yet opened the optical disc, could release a sufficient concentration of GN particles.

The concentration of GN particles interfering with electronic devices is much lower than that used in a chat room.

"Let's put the right to choose in the hands of our comrades."

Although he was the commander-in-chief of the rescue operation, Soviet Russia was unable to make the decision.

This relates to whether Kronstadt can return.

Chapter 152: A Reality Called "Despair"

"Heh~ Although I don't understand it, according to what's written here, this should be a plan with a very low success rate, right?"

Arkhangelsk glanced at the telegram he had just received and then handed it to his companion.

Although I don't understand the principle, this may be the only way.

"I could try adding an anti-interference device to the synchronization equipment!"

After reading the telegram, Lingmin immediately came up with a solution.

Since the greatest risk comes from the fact that the actions in the plan will cause serious interference to the equipment on board.

Then, wouldn't it be better to just install an anti-interference device?

Moreover, the equipment used for such covert experiments is inherently very resistant to interference.

“Go ahead and do it! I remember there are some lead-containing materials in the next compartment.”

After much deliberation, Arkhangelsk made up his mind.

She's going to give it a try!

"Volga, reply to the comrade and say that we are willing to give it a try!"

...

Upon receiving the reply, Rob immediately sent messages to New Jersey and Unicorn in his port area.

All that's left to do is wait.

...

Kronstadt was once again trapped in the same dream, the one where she had come closer to defeating the storm last time.

"Just a little bit more, just a little bit more..."

She clenched her fists silently, her face beaming with hope for victory.

"I'm already taking you all back!"

Looking at his companions, Kronstadt made up his mind.

...

"Failed again."

Once again, the cycle repeated itself, and Kronstadt failed at the last moment.

However, this time, at the last moment, she was about to see the figure in the eye of the storm.

"continue!"

Without saying much, Kronstadt resumed synchronization.

Although each time, the companions forget the previous experience.

However, I can always recall every detail of my previous reincarnation with perfect clarity.

While the equipment was starting up, she began to recall if she had missed anything that prevented her from meeting the conditions for victory.

After the familiar, dazzling white light, what appeared before Kronstadt was a burning sea.

Not far away, that familiar storm was raging.

On the sea, the familiar, tearing gale still raged.

"Heh~ This time, are we going straight to the climax of the show?"

Looking around, he saw that his companions were still there. Kronstadt clenched his fist and adjusted the muzzle of his ship's guns.

As long as her companions are still around, she will never admit defeat.

Braving the gale and raging flames, Kronstadt slowly made its way into the dark storm.

Gradually, the figure at the eye of the storm became clearer and clearer.

Finally, she arrived in front of the storm.

"Once I defeat you, the mission will be over!"

She gazed at the storm, and the storm, as if alive, gazed back at her.

At the eye of the storm was that familiar yet unfamiliar figure.

It felt familiar because although the ship's equipment had changed, its basic structure was still recognizable.

Not to mention, the banner that read CV-31 was still hanging properly on the other person's waist.

It felt unfamiliar because the girl's face no longer held any trace of cuteness or innocence.

Her expression was dark and cold, and a mocking laugh hung on the corners of her mouth.

"You want to defeat me? Hahaha~ Why?"

"Who are you? Who exactly are you?!"

Looking at the girl in front of him, Kronstadt felt that her figure was constantly changing.

One moment she's a cute girl with long hair and blue eyes, the next she's a crazy girl with short hair and red eyes.

"Oh dear, big sister, you're so familiar with me, how come you still don't recognize me?"

"Long hair and blue eyes, short hair and red eyes, which one is your true appearance!"

"The person you see is the real me~"

As if she had found a toy she liked, the girl answered Kronstadt's questions with great interest.

Anyway, she has plenty of time.

"Oh right, the photos!"

Kronstadt reached into the inner lining of his coat and found a photograph.

In the photo, surrounded by smiling Northern Union ships, is a short-haired girl with red eyes.

She grinned, revealing a sinister smile that sent chills down one's spine.

"Alright, big sister, let's get back to our previous topic."

Why did you defeat me?

Good man Richard clapped his hands, pulling Kronstadt out of his shock.

"I told you, defeat you and complete the mission."

Why must we complete the mission?

"Only by completing the mission can we return to our motherland and bring our comrades back with us!"

Richard, the good man, burst into a maniacal laugh, instantly filling the deathly silent sea with a terrifying atmosphere.

"Motherland, comrades?"

Aren't they the very culprits who abandoned you?

Aren't they the things that only stand by your side when they need you?

"Aren't they exactly the kind of beings that become nothing once they no longer need you?"

"Nonsense!"

Kronstadt's hands trembled with anger at Richard's words. She suppressed the urge to fire.

Because she needed to know more from the other party.

"Hmph~ Still unwilling to admit it?"

"Alright then, let's look at it from another angle."

Good Richard stretched, seemingly unconcerned that the furious Kronstadt posed no threat to her.

"Defeating me means you possess immense power, which will inspire fear~"