Azur Lane Mobile Front.

This battle was much harder than I had anticipated.

The number of sirens does not appear to have decreased.

At the same time, the shortcomings in the configuration of his own fleet also became apparent.

The entire fleet, apart from itself, consisted entirely of destroyers and cruisers.

However, as a light aircraft carrier, it is far inferior to its Tejas-class predecessors in terms of carrying carrier-based aircraft.

In other words, this fleet lacks a unit capable of effectively eliminating enemy units.

"Hmm~ At this time, we can't be reckless."

"So, should we send a distress signal back to the mainland?"

Just as Albion was hesitating about whether to send a player signal, another distress signal suddenly appeared on her communication channel.

"Huh? A distress signal on the public channel?"

Albion looked puzzled, but still chose to respond to the signal.

However, the signal she sent was not to tell the other party to move closer to her.

Instead, the signal she sent clearly told the unknown sender: Sirens are in this direction, do not approach.

"That's all I can do."

After sending the message, Albion sighed.

When the recipient receives the reply, their hope will likely plummet to despair in an instant.

However, the other party's next reaction really surprised Albion.

"Our side is moving closer to your side, and at the same time, I request to join the battle."

"Huh?"

After repeating the message the other party had just sent, Albion's first reaction was to ask the female generals for help.

She had never encountered this situation before.

"Also, the signature is..."

"Vittorio Veneto?!"

Albion couldn't possibly be unaware of this name.

Whether it's because she represents the flagship of the Sardinian Empire, or the Sardinian Empire's wavering attitude.

"Senior female general..."

After a moment's thought, Albion immediately relayed the message to the most experienced member of the team.

"Ok?"

"Javelin, how many times have I told you, don't deploy smoke emplacements in this situation!"

The female general hesitated slightly upon suddenly receiving Albion's message.

Even so, she still took the time to teach the javelin thrower who had just been smoking to add to the fun.

"Hehehe~"

After being scolded a few times, Javelin, under the cover of smoke, turned around and gave the female general a silly, energetic smile.

Immediately, the woman felt her blood pressure rise.

However, because she still had to deal with Albion's problems, she decided to wait until this battle was over before giving this "not-so-good student" a good lesson.

...

"Okay, I can go now!"

Veneto, who had been lingering in the surrounding waters for quite some time, finally received a reply from the other party.

Normally, at this distance, she would have been easily detected if the other side had air power.

However, as a light aircraft carrier, the Albion did not have enough carrier-based aircraft to expand its reconnaissance range at this time.

"Don't worry, we won't be too far away from you."

Soviet Russia gave Veneto his final instructions.

Although, in terms of status, Veneto was clearly of a higher rank than Soviet Russia.

However, even without spending this time together, she could tell from Kronstadt's intelligence alone that this flagship of the Sardinian Empire possessed a kind of innocent beauty untouched by the harsh realities of society.

"As for the rest, as long as they don't expose our existence immediately, it's not a big problem."

From the very beginning, Soviet Russia had no intention of hiding the truth that it came from another world.

The reason Veneto was needed to handle the communication was simply to ensure that there wouldn't be too many unexpected issues in the initial stages of the exchange between the two parties.

...

A volley of attacks from the outside landed in the Sirens' territory.

Several shells rained down from the sky, piercing directly through the hull of a Siren and leaving a few small holes in it.

"Heh~ This penetrating power, it really is that one from the Sardinian Empire."

This incredibly familiar "1200" scene made the female general, who was not far from where the shells landed, raise her eyebrows.

"Dear seniors, please proceed in this direction!"

"Let's go and meet her!"

Although Veneto's shelling was a bit too much and a bit too scattered.

However, a battleship is a battleship.

She can still effectively alleviate the team's lack of "output".

...

Because of their previous escort mission, the Royal Fleet's breakout operation was not very successful.

On the contrary, Veneto's side is making great strides.

Before long, the two sides were able to see each other's appearance.

"Greetings to the royals can wait."

"Now, let's eliminate the enemy first!"

Having said that, she raised her accessories high, and the main gun roared at that moment.

With each shell fired and torpedoes from the Royal Fleet, a path was forcibly torn open.

"Wow! What powerful firepower!"

Javelin looked surprised as he watched the sirens fall one by one.

"Let's get out of this area first."

Something's not right.

The experienced female general was not overjoyed at the addition of a fresh member to the fleet.

She observed her surroundings.

There are more sirens than before.

Knowing that they were only escorting regular supplies, the Sirens still dispatched such a large fleet to encircle and annihilate them. Something is likely to happen in this sea area soon.

The best course of action right now is to run away as quickly as possible.

...

Meanwhile, the Soviet Rossiyas and their group were not just standing there dumbfounded, watching Veneto from behind.

She left Algeria to monitor Veneto's situation while she herself began exploring the surrounding waters.

The sudden and large-scale appearance of the sirens gave her a sense of déjà vu.

And things turned out exactly as she had predicted.

A crack appeared on the sea not far from the Royal Fleet.

A steady stream of sirens was pouring out of it, heading in all directions.

"Veneto, the plans have changed."

"You must find a way to bring these Royal Fleets to the vicinity of this coordinate."

"We must let them witness the existence of this thing with their own eyes."

...

Veneto, who was fighting alongside the Royal Fleet, suddenly paused for a moment.

News from Soviet Russia caused her subsequent shelling to deviate slightly.

The direction she was aiming at was several body lengths away from the location she had planned to visit.

"Wow! That's amazing, Your Excellency Veneto!"

However, this misaimed shelling accurately hit the core of a battleship-type Siren, instantly blowing it in two.

Upon seeing this scene, even the female general couldn't help but exclaim in admiration.

Chapter 813: Veneto's Reinforcements

"Eh...thank you...thank you!"

Veneto's expression was somewhat complicated; she was too embarrassed to admit that she had just guessed correctly in that round.

In situations like, "You're good at twisting, but I'm bad at walking!", it's really not easy for the person involved to say this openly to others.

Fortunately, no one paid any attention to this little incident.

With the addition of Veneto, the gunner, the Royal Fleet quickly broke through the Sirens' encirclement.

"Phew~ We're finally safe here."

Javelin wiped the sweat from his brow and looked back with lingering fear.

The Sirens were no longer visible in that direction.

After rushing a distance, the sirens seemed to lose interest in chasing them.

Otherwise, even if the fleet were larger, it wouldn't have been able to break through so easily.

"Alright, Your Excellency Veneto."

"Could you tell us why you're here?"

After looking around and confirming that it was safe, the woman approached Veneto.

"Hmm, I really should inform you about this."

Recalling the news that Soviet Russia had just told him, Veneto quickly came up with a reason that seemed plausible in the short term.

"My companion and I came to this area to investigate the unusual gathering of sirens."

"Then, not far from here, we found the root of the incident."

"But unfortunately, we were scattered by the sirens."

"Therefore, if possible, please inform His Majesty about the situation here."

"We need the royal family's help."

After recounting all this, Veneto secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

She is not a ship that lies.

This level of lying was already her limit.

Is that so?

The female general frowned as she looked at Veneto.

There were many suspicious points in what the other party just said.

At the very least, why would a simple reconnaissance mission require the flagship of an entire faction to personally take charge?

Following this line of thought, the female general felt more and more that the timing of Veneto's appearance was perhaps too coincidental.