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After all, I'm just a novice commander. Isn't it normal to gain experience in safe places first?

But how long have I been here? The Long Island defense line, which was said to be invincible, is just... gone?

"Commander, watch out!"

As Garcia's initial ship, Nevada is always mindful of her commander's safety.

Although she was inferior to the newer warships in terms of performance, admitting defeat was not in her nature.

Through her own efforts, she is now a well-known ship in her generation.

However, some things are simply impossible to do.

Even though she had just risked her life to steer the mass-produced ship Garcia was on around, the beam of destruction still grazed the hull.

At this moment, the ship, like Garcia, is battered and bruised.

"Cough cough... Nevada, it seems that I've used up all my luck to build you."

The seriously injured Garcia knew that under these circumstances, there was little chance of him being saved.

"Sigh~ I was just a little short..."

Garcia smiled wryly as he recalled his relentless attacks on his own starting ships.

So what if I'm not that physically strong? I'm already working out harder. Seriously, saying things like "Don't even think about marrying me if you don't have eight-pack abs."

"Are you an idiot?!"

Surprisingly, Nevada cursed Garcia.

"Ahem...I had no other choice, did I? Nevada, my dear, ahem...how about marrying me?"

"Okay! I..."

Before Nevada could finish speaking, her gaze was drawn to the enormous warship that had suddenly appeared in the sky.

"Sorry, Commander. It looks like you'll have to try again next time. Our reinforcements have arrived!"

Chapter 105: Purification Never Fails

Escorting the evacuees from Newport Harbor along the way caused Rob and his crew to travel at an incredibly slow speed.

It took quite some time for the group to reach the Long Island defense line.

However, what they saw next shocked everyone once again.

"Long Island Defense Line..."

"This...how is this possible?"

Long Island's defenses have always been perceived as impregnable.

However, at this moment, the fortress, burning like a torch in the night sky, was demonstrating to the world that the defenses had already fallen.

Upon seeing this, Rob suddenly felt dizzy and stood there dumbfounded.

...

"Damn it, let's get out of here, this place is about to fall too!"

I couldn't see who it was, but the voice sounded familiar.

"Damn it, Anjie, what are you still doing here? Are you out of your mind?"

Anjie? Who is Anjie?

"Oh, I'm sorry, I might not be able to leave. If possible, could you please take care of them?"

A woman's voice came through. Damn it, where did this familiar feeling come from?

I've never heard of this before.

...

"commander?"

"commander!"

The increasingly loud shouts pulled Rob out of his daze.

He stared blankly at Zhenhai and the others, whose faces were full of worry, and clutched his head in anguish.

"Damn, my head hurts so much... What was that just now?"

The scene that just flashed before my eyes is still vivid in my mind, and I feel that it is so similar to the burning Long Island defense line in front of me.

"Commander, what's wrong?"

"Ah, it's nothing, I just suddenly have a bit of a headache. I'll leave the command to you from now on, Sister Zhenhai."

With a splitting headache, Rob felt he wouldn't be able to command the next battle for the time being.

Left with no other choice, he temporarily handed over command to Zhenhai.

"Commander, shall I take you to rest for a bit?"

Yi Xian then stepped forward and, with Luo Bo's consent, helped him to his room to rest.

"I now have command."

"All personnel, attack immediately! There must be a high-level Siren on the battlefield. Find her!"

“Miss Baltimore, could you please go and assist Richelieu and the others? There are probably quite a few wounded here as well.”

Zhenhai issued orders methodically, assigning tasks to everyone.

...

On the sea, Garcia watched the ships descending from the sky, forgetting the pain of his wounds.

Is this the legendary new ship equipment?

He had always taken it as an urban legend, never expecting it to be true.

Wait, before, he remembered... that kid Robo, he built a giant robot.

Could it be...

"Here! Here! There are wounded here!"

Nevada waved her hands frantically towards the sky. She shouted loudly, hoping someone would come to save her commander.

"Ok?"

As if hearing a sound, the company turned around and looked at the sea behind it.

Finally, she spotted Nevada standing on the sea, waving at her.

Beside her was a command ship that was about to sink.

Turn around, accelerate, and rush straight ahead.

In the blink of an eye, the company arrived next to Nevada.

"Long time no see, Nevada."

Strictly speaking, Nevada is also a classmate of the company.

However, those who know about Rob's company's courses understand.

Therefore, the company had only met Nevada a few times and didn't have much of a relationship with it.

"You are...a company!"

However, Nevada is quite familiar with the company.

After all, there's only one typical student in the class who skips class and sleeps during class, so it's impossible not to know about him.

"The commander is injured and needs immediate treatment. Please help me!"

But now is not the time for reminiscing; Nevada desperately needs help, and the company is her lifeline.

"I see..."

"This is a company. We've found a wounded person. They're probably one of the commander's classmates. They need help."

“Understood. There is a doctor in Richelieu's area; I will inform Joan of her immediately.”

Upon receiving the message from the company, Zhenhai did not dare to neglect it.

After all, he's the commander's classmate, so giving him some special treatment isn't a big deal.

"Someone will come to pick you up soon."

The company turned off the communication, nodded to Nevada, and then turned and left.

She has more important things to do now.

"Hmph hmph hmph~"

The Purifiers were leisurely strolling on the sea, occasionally spitting out deadly beams of light to "warm" the garrison troops who were still putting up a stubborn resistance.

Sure enough, that's more like it!

As long as I put in the effort, ships and such are no match for me at all, that's how it should be!

Those things that can fly over and sink you in an instant are all heretical!

For a company, finding such a large target really doesn't take much effort.

However, when she stood in front of the Purifier, the expression on her face was somewhat helpless.

"It's you again..."

Honestly, it's pretty boring to always beat the same noob.

"Huh? Huh?! It's you again!"

But it's a different story for the Purifiers. They had barely started to gloat when they were slapped in the face.

"Ready? Let's return to the seabed..."

Despite their familiarity with the business, companies haven't lightened their grip at all; in fact, they've become even more ruthless than before.

"Who wants to be sunk by you!"

The Purifier roared, its main cannon bracing itself, about to unleash the beam that had just destroyed Long Island Fortress.

The companies didn't shy away; they just stood there, with an expression that said, "Please begin your performance."

"Ah!!! How dare you underestimate me!!!"

The Purifier roared and fired a beam of light, heading straight for the stationary company.

At the enterprise's arm, a shield made of beams of light instantly unfolded, colliding with the beams emitted by the Purifier and flashing with dazzling light.

After the light faded, the company's beam shield remained, but the Purifier's large laser had no follow-up.

The unscathed company tilted its head, and although it didn't say anything, the words "that's all" were clearly written on its face.

"Huh?"

The Purifier was a little confused. Was this ship... even more outrageous than the last one?

"My turn, Purifier!"

Eight dragon riders flew out and surrounded the Purifier. The two beam rifles in Enterprise's hands were also spliced ​​together to become a long spear.

Nine beams of light shot toward the Purifier from different angles.

In a panic, the Purifiers abandoned their ship equipment and plunged headfirst into the sea, barely escaping the Enterprise's attack.

Seeing this, the company had to admit that this Siren was a real talent.

"Wait, what was that just now?! It wasn't here last time!"

The purifier, emerging from the seawater, pointed at the company. She couldn't understand it; wasn't this thing upgrading at a bit too fast?

She applied to change to the new model of ship equipment, but it hasn't been approved yet. Why should she be allowed to do so?

Chapter 106: The Burning New York Harbor, the Mysterious Shadow

Inside the white wooden horse.

Rob sat on the bed, his hands covering his head.

The scene he had just vaguely seen was extremely bothering him.