Azur Lane Mobile Front.

First of all, thank you to the readers who are still reading this book.

The idea for this book actually came to me during an after-dinner walk. Since I had nothing else to do lately, I decided to write it down.

It was a complete flop, quite predictably. If it weren't for the editor's generosity, it probably would have been finished.

Before, when I read books, I always thought other authors' works were rubbish, but when I got my hands on them, I realized that I was no longer rubbish (laughs).

Anyway, as this is my first book, I don't really care about the results. As long as people are still reading it, I'll keep writing.

I won't say more, I'll try to write a few chapters today.

Chapter Thirty-Three: New Jersey's Grand Rebirth

This urgent telegram shattered Rob's peaceful life as the Eastern Commander.

Rob, who had just made a fortune thanks to the observer's "generosity," was planning to renovate his port. The telegram immediately enraged him.

"New Jersey ship to be decommissioned soon? The hull to be scrapped?!"

He slammed the telegram onto the table, causing the already old desk to creak and sway before barely managing to stay upright.

Enterprise, who was on duty as the secretary ship for the first time today, took the telegram from Rob and frowned.

There is no doubt that New Jersey's retirement is closely related to what everyone experienced in the "Sanctuary".

However, for a ship to face decommissioning and dismantling before even entering service is an extremely heavy blow.

Thinking back to that vibrant face that had left a deep impression on him, even though they had only met a few times, the company couldn't help but feel a pang of heartache.

"Commander, please help her!" Enterprise looked at her commander with a glimmer of hope in her eyes.

"New Jersey's ship was damaged because of our actions. Can't we think of a solution?"

"Enterprise, please contact Major General Jenkins at Pearl Harbor."

After calming his anger, Rob immediately took action. He had to finish changing her clothes before she retired from the military in New Jersey.

"Yes, sir!" Enterprise's eyes lit up with joy as she saw her commander begin to act. She immediately set off to arrange a call with Major General Jenkins at Pearl Harbor.

Before long, the old man's voice, still strong and resonant, came through. However, this time, there was a hint of fatigue in his voice.

"Kid, we tried our best with the New Jersey situation, but I'm sorry, we couldn't succeed."

Major General Jenkins was aware of the timing and why Rob had contacted him, so he didn't ask any questions and went straight to the point.

“I’m not here to hear your apology. What’s the point of you apologizing to me? New Jersey is still with you, right? Make arrangements for her to come here immediately.” Rob didn’t mince words and asked for her right away.

"Kid, do you have a plan?" Major General Jenkins, far away in Pearl Harbor, couldn't help but feel a chill when he heard Rob's request.

"Are you kidding me? Who do you take me for? Of course I have a way. Go talk to Iowa for me and tell her that I've secured her sister, but New Jersey is mine now."

"Don't worry, as long as you keep your word, that won't be a problem."

After putting down their communicators, both Rob and Major General Jenkins began making intensive preparations for their trip from New Jersey to Donghuang.

Iowa, far away in the White Hawks, was already ashen-faced because his failure at the meeting had led to New Jersey facing dismantling and retirement.

An urgent telegram from Jenkins was like a drowning person seeing a straw on the shore, instantly igniting her hope.

She didn't even reply to confirm the authenticity of the message; she simply got up to prepare for the follow-up arrangements.

That evening, the New Jersey plane carrying the passengers landed at Donghuang Airport.

Rob personally led a group to pick them up at the airport.

As soon as they got off the plane, New Jersey hugged Rob tightly, crying and pouring out her grievances.

He patted New Jersey on the back, wiped away her tears, and then took her back to his port.

Without saying much, she went straight into her secret base.

The Enterprise's Freedom Gundam and Yatsen's Soul Reaper both stand here, reflecting patches of light under the illumination.

“New Jersey, do you remember what you told me before?” Rob looked at the two machines in front of him and opened the system panel.

"What?" Although Robo had comforted her on the way and calmed her down a bit, it was clear that the silly bunny was still crying as she spoke.

“You said you wanted me to make you a machine like the Enterprise.” Rob looked at New Jersey, a confident smile on his face.

"Huh?"

"I promised you, I'll get you one."

"System, exchange for the OO-series VII-class mobile suit—Exia!"

Unlike the previous flash of light, this time, the warehouse was filled with green GN particles.

The machine, with its blue-painted chest and shoulder armor and mostly white legs, and light purple conveyor belts on its limbs, and a cone-shaped thruster on its back, was completely different from all the previous machines. It was gradually being constructed from GN particles in the warehouse.

"GN-001, EXIA. So, are you satisfied with this mobile suit?"

New Jersey was stunned by what he saw and didn't hear Rob's introduction at all.

She had previously seen Robb "remodel" a company at AF, although her intuition told her that it wasn't a remodel in the traditional sense.

But when Rob actually "hand-crafted a Gundam" right in front of her, she was still stunned and stood there dumbfounded.

"Rob...Rob, this...this is really for me?"

The sadness from before has vanished. Although the tears in her eyes haven't completely dried, it's clear that Miss Black Dragon is in a good mood now.

"Let me be clear from the start, this thing is very difficult to operate. Moreover, this machine is designed for close combat; sinking an enemy with a single shot is out of the question."

As he spoke, Rob pointed to the GN Sword that was folded up on Exusiai's right hand.

"If you insist on using long-range weapons, look, there's only this little pistol left. And there's a Vulcan cannon inside each of the arms, that's all."

"It's okay, it's okay. How do I use this?"

Before Rob could answer, New Jersey reached out and touched it himself.

"See, you're even answering first yourself," Rob shrugged. As usual, it should now be Miss New Jersey's turn to watch the movie.

After waiting in place for a long time without any response, Rob couldn't help but start to wonder, "Which season has this idiot been watching? He can't have watched all the way to the movies, can he? Why is there still no reaction?"

After a while, green GN particles began to cover New Jersey's entire body. Meanwhile, the ship at Pearl Harbor began to lose contact with her.

After the GN particles dissipated, what appeared before Rob was a completely new New Jersey.

First, the "antennae" on its head have changed to the style of Exia, opening wider to the sides compared to before. The word "Gandam" can be faintly seen in the red part in the middle.

Her signature all-black stockings have been replaced with the standard Celestial Being uniform. The chest area, similar to Enterprise's, features a breastplate that is almost identical to the mecha's design.

It seems that the Gundam series, after synchronizing with the ship designs, has a similar overall structure.

"But why is it the uniform style from season two?" Rob couldn't help but think to himself.

Because Exusiai's skirt armor wasn't particularly prominent to begin with, it ended up looking like a pair of shorts with very little coverage on New Jersey. This design gave Rob a real treat for his eyes.

The limbs still feature the traditional mecha style with gloves and boots, but Robo took a look from behind.

Looking at this cone-shaped thruster suspended in mid-air, one can only sigh that the Rubik's Cube always manages to pull off some amazing feats.

The outer sea area of ​​Donghuang.

The heavy cruiser Prinz Eugen, after a long journey, finally arrived in this ancient country from Europe.

"Hmm~ I really did get a good job."

Looking at the distant Donghuang Port area, Eugen unconsciously put the tip of his index finger into his mouth.

"The owner of the new ship equipment that appeared before is in this port area. So, how can I obtain more information?"

Chapter 34: Side Effects of GN Particles

The seaside not far from the port area.

Rob is currently appreciating the new mecha with his newly refitted New Jersey suit.

"First of all, the most distinctive feature of your machine is that it is powered by GN particles."

Seeing the impatient New Jersey in front of him, Rob had no choice but to hold her down while speeding up his narration.

"This thing has one unique feature: it can change its own weight."

"So this thing feels different when it flies compared to other machines."

"Then, GN particles can form a shield; you'll have to research the exact strength yourself."

"Finally, all of this machine's weapon energy protection is driven by GN particles. Don't get carried away and deplete its particle reserves so you can't fly anymore!"

"I understand!"

Looking at New Jersey, who was so confident that he understood, Rob was really worried about how much of what this simpleton would actually listen to.

"Practice hard, and once you're proficient at flying it, I'll tell you the biggest secret of this machine."

"Hmm? What secret? The Trans-Am system?"

Rob slapped his forehead, forgetting that this girl had just watched a "movie" and knew everything about it. What was the point of his explanation all that time?

"Alright, alright, you can fly there by yourself."

Feeling utterly exhausted, Rob waved his hand and decided to let the silly rabbit out of its cage.

Then, with a "whoosh," the silly guy disappeared.

With another matter settled, Robert decided to send a message to the old man, asking him to let the "patient's family" know that everything was alright.

After all, judging from the state of New Jersey now, she must have forgotten about it.

"Hello? Grandpa, I've taken care of everything. Can you let me know I'm safe?" The call was connected shortly after.

"Hmm? Little... sizzle..., what... did you... sizzle... me... sizzle... like?"

"Huh? This thing has only been around for a short time, and it's already reached the end of its service life?" Hearing the static in his ear, Rob looked speechlessly at the military communication device in his hand. Suspecting that the device was malfunctioning, Rob even slapped it twice.

The result was still just static.

Logically speaking, this thing should have a long lifespan! This one is a newly released limited edition.

Meanwhile, Major General Jenkins stared blankly at his communicator. He had only caught three words from Rob's words; the rest was just static.

"What's this kid up to? The signal shouldn't be bad over in Donghuang, right? It was working fine before!"

Just as Major General Jenkins was staring at the communicator at a loss, Rob looked at the green particles falling around him and finally found the answer.

"Damn it, my own mech destroyed my communication system!"

Now things are really messed up. New Jersey has long since disappeared, and the communicator is unusable, so there's no way to call her back. Now we can only wait for her to "finish her fun" and come back on her own before making any plans.

"System, is there a solution to this? I can always stop taking her out in the future, right?"

The thought of going to the battlefield and having his new system dismantled by New Jersey without a word made Rob feel dizzy. This matter had to be resolved.

Left with no other choice, he had to turn to his unreliable system for help once again.

Special communication upgrade device, 300 million silver coins each. Special radar upgrade device, 300 million silver coins each.

The system doesn't hide anything; it directly lists the prices.

"It's the price of a size 6 socket, right? I can say thank goodness it's not the price of a legendary socket, can I?"

He muttered a complaint that this thing was ridiculously expensive, then Rob counted carefully and realized, wow, he would need at least twenty or thirty of them, and there was no upper limit.

After all, if we ever need to conduct joint operations with friendly forces in the future, even if it's just a temporary loan, you still have to provide one for everyone, right?

This expenditure of tens of millions left Rob completely dumbfounded.

"Mikasa Senbei, where are you? I miss you. When will my payment arrive?!"

Rob couldn't help but think of Mikasa, who was extremely senior in the naval industry, and the commission money that she had not yet received.

Completely helpless, Rob could only find a place to sit and wait until he had his fill of flying to New Jersey before coming back.

He can't even go back to the port area first. After all, if he flies back from New Jersey and doesn't see anyone, he'll be in big trouble just flying around looking for them. The whole city will be paralyzed on the spot.

Fortunately, it didn't take long for New Jersey to fly back on its own.

"Robo, Robo, this feels amazing!"

As soon as he flew back from New Jersey, he grabbed Rob and shook him vigorously, his eyes shining, as if trying to convey his excitement to him. The more he shook him, the more energetic he became.

"Alright, alright, stop shaking!"

Rob, who was already nearly shaken to pieces by the New Jersey ship, stopped the other party's rocking behavior in time. His mortal body couldn't withstand the ship's torment.

"Uh-huh!"