Azur Lane Mobile Front.

"Wow, that's interesting. It's quite similar to the one in Anshan!"

The New Jersey ship watched with great interest as the Thunder was mounted on the Musashi, and then the solar reactors on its shoulders emitted a large number of GN particles.

The immense thrust propelled New Jersey into the sky almost instantly.

"This is...new ship equipment?!"

Upon seeing this, the members of Sakura Empire immediately realized what was happening.

"Lord Musashi, do not underestimate the enemy. Let us support you!"

Once again, Sakura blocked Musashi's path, and this time, the surrounding Sakura Empire ships joined her.

The opponent has new ship equipment, and even if Musashi is powerful, she can defeat the opponent.

However, if Musashi is injured in any way, my group will probably not have a good life after we go back.

"No need for further words, you may all leave!"

Seeing this, Musashi displayed the authority of a Yamato-class ship, and with just a glance, the Sakura Empire ships had no choice but to obediently retreat.

"Hmph~ It might be a bit impolite, but actually, I don't mind if you all come at me together~"

"Because, the winner will definitely be me!"

Two cannon shots that shook the entire sea rang out, and Musashi's 460mm caliber giant cannon roared.

At this distance, Musashi believed that even if the New Jersey tank had superior performance, it would be impossible for it to dodge his shells.

However, New Jersey immediately gave Musashi a performance of an unscientific maneuver that would shock Newton, like the urn containing ashes.

New Jersey was seen accelerating in the air while swaying from side to side almost horizontally.

Musashi's shells were all dodged by New Jersey in that back-and-forth exchange.

"Next, it's my turn!"

He folded the GN Sword III in his right hand behind him, transforming it into a GN beam rifle, and fired several shots at Musashi from New Jersey.

At such close range, without special sensors to detect it in advance, there's no way to avoid it.

Musashi was well aware that, given his abilities, dodging was impossible.

Two enormous hands extended from her ship rigging on either side, blocking Musashi's body. Musashi was quite confident in her defensive capabilities.

So, her gaze returned to New Jersey.

However, the reality was completely opposite to Musashi's expectations.

Even without Trans-Am activated, the output of New Jersey's weapons is something Musashi cannot easily withstand.

Two explosions rang out, and two molten holes appeared on Musashi's two mechanical arms, a shocking sight.

Chapter 183: Musashi: Can you even be considered a warship like this?!

"Lord Musashi!"

In the first round of combat, Musashi suffered considerable damage, which made the Sakura Empire members watching from the sidelines very nervous.

They looked at each other, their eyes revealing only one thought: to rush forward together and help Musashi fight the enemy.

However, the Yamato-class's orders prevented them from easily stepping forward, and so everyone remained frozen in place.

"Hmph~ It seems that the Yamato-class defenses are nothing special after all!"

A casual strike yielded excellent results, and New Jersey was very satisfied.

Musashi, however, was not so fortunate.

You said it was a Yamato-class versus an Iowa-class, but may I ask, what breed of Iowa-class is this?

Musashi took a breath as he watched the GV particles continuously gushing from New Jersey's shoulders.

A flash of lightning, and she pulled out an extra-long katana, over two meters long, from her proud, deep valley.

Wow~

When New Jersey saw this, his eyes lit up.

"Let's continue!"

Musashi gripped the katana in her hand, believing that given New Jersey's mobility, there was little hope of winning through artillery fire.

Now, the only thing she can rely on is the swordsmanship she has painstakingly honed day and night.

"Hmph~ You actually want to compete with me in close combat?"

With a mechanical turning sound, New Jersey's GN Sword III in his right hand immediately switched to melee mode.

With a burst of speed, New Jersey skimmed the surface of the sea and rapidly approached Musashi.

With a "clang," the weapons of the two sides clashed fiercely.

Despite Musashi's armor being completely unable to withstand New Jersey's fire, his katana could somehow hold its own against New Jersey's GN sword. It's quite mysterious, to say the least.

While Musashi struggled to withstand the increasing force of New Jersey, she also controlled the phantom warrior behind her.

You should know that it's not just about being pretty.

On the phantom of the warrior, a weapon almost as long as the katana in Musashi's hand was clearly in his grasp.

As if sensing something, New Jersey released its grip and immediately flew backward.

The next second, the giant katana in Musashi's back hand slashed down at the spot where New Jersey had just been.

Along with this slash, several bolts of lightning descended from the sky.

The lightning strike created several large splashes on the sea, and the water droplets splashed onto Musashi, adding to her charm.

"Oh? So that thing behind you can be attacked!"

After retreating some distance, the New Jersey troops stopped in mid-air.

"As expected of a Yamato-class destroyer, not bad at all~"

"But are you really considered to be of the Iowa level?"

After their initial exchange, the two began talking again.

Musashi knew very little about Iowa, which was nothing like a battleship. If she could contact Akagi now, perhaps she could get some information.

Unfortunately, Akagi has been missing since last night.

"Hey? New Jersey, how's it going over there? I'm done here, I'll be right there to meet you."

Just as New Jersey was preparing to launch the next offensive, Rob's voice suddenly came through her communicator.

"Hmm? Rob? I'm fine here~"

"I'm telling you, I really encountered a Yamato-class Musashi!"

"Don't worry, it will be over soon. Just wait for Miss Black Dragon's good news!"

Holding a communicator, New Jersey grinned foolishly as he spoke to Robert.

New Jersey, who had just been focusing all his attention on Musashi, immediately put him aside.

Her actions were so outrageous that not only Musashi, but even the Sakura Empire ships watching from the sidelines couldn't stand it anymore.

That's incredibly disrespectful.

"I'm sorry, but I'm afraid this duel will have to end soon."

The corners of New Jersey's mouth still held that confident smile.

"Since you are so confident, why not give it a try?"

After two rounds of combat, Musashi, who knew that New Jersey was not easy to deal with, got into a fighting stance and waited for New Jersey to make a move.

In the blink of an eye, New Jersey was back in front of Musashi.

New Jersey prefers close combat to using guns.

Their weapons clashed again, and sparks flew from Musashi's katana, indicating that the weapon was under considerable pressure.

After a brief standoff, New Jersey loosened his grip and passed right past Musashi.

Although Musashi's spirit tried to intercept New Jersey, New Jersey's speed meant that its strike could only land on the sea.

After spinning in the air, New Jersey turned around and attacked Musashi again from the sky.

This time, she chose to use a beam of light to disrupt Musashi's actions first.

After a round of firing, Musashi's ship rigging sustained several more wounds.

Musashi was powerless to do anything about it; all she could do was wait for an opportunity to strike New Jersey decisively.

On the sea, New Jersey and Musashi exchanged blows for several rounds. Every now and then, the lightning summoned by Musashi would create splashes on the sea.

The Sakura Empire members watching the battle held their breath, not daring to make a sound, for fear of disturbing Musashi.

Musashi took the initiative to meet the New Jersey soldier who was attacking him, raising his katana high above his head, ready to strike at any moment.

On the ship's hull, nine 460mm main guns were also aimed at New Jersey.

The next moment, the main guns fired in unison, and although they did not hit New Jersey, they completely blasted the sea surface.

The giant waves blasted the seawater into the sky, and in an instant, the two figures were completely submerged in these huge splashes.

A sharp flash of light appeared as Musashi made the first move.

Her katana came crashing down from top to bottom, aimed straight at New Jersey's head.

New Jersey sidestepped and dodged the slash.

Then, she pulled out two beam sabers from behind her and stabbed them into Musashi's ship rigging.

With a loud "boom," a massive explosion occurred on one side of Musashi's ship equipment, presumably caused by the New Jersey beam saber piercing the ammunition magazine.

Musashi merely frowned and ignored it.

She turned her wrist, and the katana slashed diagonally upwards from below.

New Jersey had just freed its hands and couldn't do anything else, so it could only use the wing of the elevator on its shoulder as a shield to block the attack.

Then, New Jersey discovered that a huge, blue, phantom katana was slashing down at her from above.

"Heh~ Not bad at all!"

“Trans-am!”

Without warning, New Jersey vanished into a red phantom, and Musashi watched helplessly as it disappeared from his grasp without a trace.

The next second, she suddenly realized that her other ship equipment had been cut in two.

She turned around in surprise, but only saw a few lingering illusions of particles; the figure of New Jersey was still nowhere to be found.

"So fast!"

A red figure descended from the sky, and Musashi instinctively raised his hand to block it.

The katana that had just been going toe-to-toe with New Jersey suddenly broke in two with a "clang".

"Checkmate!"

This time, Musashi finally saw New Jersey's figure clearly. She smiled and used the GN rifle in her hand to hold it against her body.

The next moment, a stream of GN particles pierced through Musashi's body.

Chapter 184: Rob's True Purpose

When Rob arrived at the coordinates sent by New Jersey.

On the sea, a large number of Sakura Empire ships drifted scattered about.

Among them, a tall ship dressed in a purple-gold priestess outfit stood out.

New Jersey stood on the sea, grinning foolishly, waving incessantly toward the white wooden horse.

"RoboRobo, I defeated the Yamato-class Musashi!"

For an Iowa-class battleship, defeating a Yamato-class battleship is a life-or-death goal.

Having just achieved his dream of living on a ship in New Jersey, he couldn't be happier right now.

"Alright, alright, hurry up and clean up the battlefield so we can go home!"

Rob glanced at the large group of Sakura Empire ships floating on the sea and felt a headache coming on.