Azur Lane Mobile Front.

Rob woke up in the chair.

Because there wasn't even a clock in the command room, Rob didn't know how long he had slept.

Seeing the butterfly still fluttering indoors, Rob finally felt relieved.

Robo was very concerned about what Shinano had just told him.

"Off-script..."

From this sentence, Rob deciphered two layers of meaning.

First, the ship reminded itself not to follow the script.

Secondly, to escape this mirror-like sea, one must break free from the script.

The only way for an actor to detach themselves from the script is to finish the performance.

"Is the performance over?"

Thinking about this, an extremely bold idea suddenly popped into Rob's mind.

If "oneself" dies here, does that mean the performance is over?

"No, that's too risky. It's not necessary right now, at least not for the time being."

Immediately, Rob shook his head and rejected the idea, saying that it wasn't time to gamble with one's life yet, and it wasn't worth it.

"Let's check on the situation at the company first..."

...

The actors in the script are giving their all, while data streams occasionally pass through the eyes of the testers below the stage.

Even she doesn't understand the significance of the task assigned to her by the host.

However, as a Siren, she fulfilled her duties well and fully completed the tasks assigned to her by the host.

"The test target has been selected as node B. We will begin debugging the subsequent matters."

In a secluded, deserted spot, the test subject recorded every detail of the experimental field while talking to himself.

"Oh my, Antix, what kind of trick are you guys playing this time?"

"How about... I take a look too?"

However, a sudden sound interrupted the tester's work.

Her usually calm face suddenly showed a look of terror.

The reason was simple: she was very familiar with that voice.

A pure white hand pierced through the test subject's body, and the black aura immediately began to corrode her body and ship equipment.

"Hahaha, you guys are still the same as ever, utterly vulnerable!"

The voice behind him was frantic; even without seeing the speaker's face, the tester could imagine what it looked like.

"Data upload host..."

Without the slightest hesitation, the test subject did not turn around to look at the person who attacked her; she had to seize the last moments to finish what she needed to do.

Within seconds, the test subject's body turned into a cloud of black ash and vanished into thin air.

The attacker behind her was now revealed—Richard, the good man.

"Oh dear, what is Antix doing here again?"

With that signature maniacal grin still on his face, Good Man Richard plunged his hand directly into the still-operating Siren device.

As the data stream flowed continuously in her crimson eyes, she had come to know everything in the Mirror Sea.

"Hahaha! This is truly... a great haul!"

When she finished surveying the situation in the Mirror Sea, the sight of Robb, the Enterprise, and Yorktown trapped within it brought a burst of uncontrollable laughter to her face.

"Anticis still hasn't improved. How can such a bland script be worthy of these actors?"

"But don't worry, I've got everything covered... Hahahaha~"

With the intervention of good man Richard, a black mist still spread across the surface of the Mirror Sea.

"This is!"

Beyond the mirror-like sea, Helena Meta was surprised to retract her lines.

That frenzied aura just now felt very familiar to her.

"No way..."

Even she, who was usually calm and composed, now wore an uneasy expression, because that person was too troublesome.

Helena Meta's eyes darted around as she gazed at the entrance to the mirror-like sea that was so close at hand.

Worried about Rob's safety, she just wanted to rush in right now.

But she couldn't.

Because once external assistance is lost, everything may be over.

"Now we can only hope that the commander can pull off a miracle..."

Immediately afterwards, the shimmering blue-purple lines beneath her feet expanded and spread wildly, continuing unabated even as pain was already evident on Helena Meta's face.

"At least... I'm not completely powerless..."

Rob, who was immersed in the "script," was completely unaware that the "director" of the performance had been changed.

He is still patiently waiting for the script to develop and for the company to respond.

Why does it feel like something's not right?

Looking at the lights flashing haphazardly on the dashboard, and the fighter jets outside the window that had lost all order.

A sense of unease rose in Rob's heart.

Immediately afterwards, a flash of white light appeared before his eyes, and he lost consciousness.

"Damn it, so this kind of formality is still unavoidable?"

In the final moments, all that could be left in Rob's mind was this one sarcastic remark.

...

On the other side of the battlefield.

Businesses have discovered that Yorktown and the Hornets have suddenly become different.

If before these two were emotionless puppets, simply cooperating in a performance, then now they can be considered competent actors.

Aside from lacking the expected memories, these two people gave the company the feeling that they were no different from the real two people.

"What... happened?"

As the two sisters' facial expressions gradually "came back to life," the company began to feel a little worried.

Chapter 272: Yorktown and Harman

"Enterprise, don't just stand there! The enemy's formation is in disarray!"

The bumblebee's shouts pulled the company back to reality from its reverie.

"For businesses, being distracted on the battlefield is a major taboo!"

Even the gentle Yorktown government, with a hint of reproach in its tone, reminded the company.

"I see..."

For companies that are completely unaware of the changes, they can only take it one step at a time.

Struggling to control their carrier-based aircraft, Enterprise and her two sisters launched yet another attack on the Sakura Empire's fleet.

"Company, have you been a bit complacent lately?"

Yorktown turned around, his face full of worry, as he watched the company's somewhat rusty handling of carrier-based aircraft.

"..."

The company really didn't know how to answer this question.

She can't exactly say something like, "I've never used a carrier-based aircraft; I've always flown Gundams."

Fortunately, the silence of the company was considered normal in Yorktown's eyes, so she didn't ask any further questions.

"I'll lead the way later. Enterprise, remember to keep your carrier-based aircraft under control."

The thoughtful Yorktown placed its air squadron at the forefront to cover the Enterprise and the Hornets.

"Honestly, Yorktown, it's always like this. At least let me have my moment in the spotlight!"

Listening to the conversation between her own sisters, the sense of déjà vu in the company's mind grew stronger.

It was as if the two people in front of me were really my sisters.

"Have they... only just woken up now?"

...

Just as recorded in history, the Yorktown-class carrier-based aircraft successfully broke through the blockade of the Sakura Empire fleet's escort fighters and hit the enemy's aircraft carrier.

Amidst the flames and explosions, several of Sakura Empire's aircraft carriers began to take on water and sink.

With no one around to direct the operation, the previously flickering lights returned to normal.

"Our ship is about to sink, but we will fight to the death to deliver this final blow!"

A group of carrier-based aircraft, amidst the smoke of battle, launched from the Hiryu's rigging; this was her last strength.

This group of carrier-based aircraft cleverly followed the returning White Eagle Fleet's carrier-based aircraft and successfully located Yorktown and her group at the last moment.

"York..."

Seeing the enemy's last carrier-based aircraft recklessly charging towards Yorktown, Enterprise couldn't care less about anything else and immediately wanted to provide support to the locked-on Yorktown.

However, at that moment, her consciousness abruptly ceased.

"Haha, your performance here is over, you should head to another theater!"

This is the voice that echoed in the company's ears as it lost consciousness.

...

Yorktown felt like it was dreaming.

In my dream, I had two younger sisters named Enterprise. One of them even had a particularly strange ship outfit.

At the very end of the dream, she and her younger sister were on the sea, enjoying the breeze and whispering secrets to each other.

However, dreams eventually come to an end.

When Yorktown awoke from her "dream," she found herself on the battlefield of the AF campaign.

Yorktown smiled helplessly as it watched the carrier-based aircraft launch a desperate counterattack.

"In the end, was it all just a dream?"

The violent explosion rendered Yorktown numb for a moment.

By the time she came to her senses, her ship's equipment had been completely destroyed.

The raging fire made her realize that her end might be just around the corner.

Looking at his sister's sorrowful face, Yorktown forced himself to stay strong.

"Don't look so sad! We won a great victory!"

With his last bit of strength, Yorktown moved to his sister's side and wiped away their tears.

"Soon, your names will resound throughout the world, becoming legendary warships that will be celebrated by future generations."

"Soon, the war will end, and everyone will understand each other and join hands to reclaim this ocean."

"And we were born to realize their ideals, so it's all worth it."

As if speaking his last words, Yorktown gently uttered his final words to his two proud sisters.

"It's almost time to say goodbye..."

"Cough cough cough~"