Construction of the port area from Anchorage to the north

Then, when they reached the predetermined position of these ice floes, that is, when Aurora noticed that the nearby sea area was a bit too cold, solid ice rose from the water!

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Seawater, which breeds life, is infinitely changing, and in most cases, no ice floes will be produced.

But under the control of the siren organ, whether it is sea water or even the air, it is possible to conjure flowers for you-now is exactly that time.

Anchorage calmly faces the ice blocks rising from the sea... No, the ice walls, they are thick and tall, like a blue city wall that has been built underwater, solidified into ice sculptures like rolling waves that are about to be photographed, Rising from the turmoil of the sea.

Not only a wall, but high walls raised around him, in every direction, and even on the side of the siren ships, blocking their progress.

Kewei shook his head regretfully after his neck hurt: "Commander, the height of these walls is not worth risking for carrier-based aircraft, but..."

Before the words were finished, there was a sudden burst of roaring artillery fire on the sea, which could be heard even if it was blocked by an ice wall, which was enough to illustrate its firepower...

Probably the Emperor or Nagato's bombardment?

It seems that this 'record' is the same as the setting when playing mobile games before.

The fortress of the Siren here is very important, but it has been silent for a long time. There are not many fleets coming in the game, so after approaching the fortress, it...or, the 'Siren' here will build a sufficient amount of ice wall , used to block the interaction between fleets.

But in this way, the super-long-distance, single-target attack cannon on the fortress also lost its range of fire, and it was unclear whether it wanted to destroy the fleet or was doing something else.

"The teacher said... the plan is very useful...?"

Mercury commemorated subconsciously: "What's the use of it! Now we are surrounded by complete and physical divisions! What should we do if we encounter a large number of sirens next!"

How to deal with it... Isn't it very simple?

Anchorage rolled up his sleeves with a smile: "

The teacher said... hand it over, Anchorage handles...? "

"Awesome...carrier-based aircraft, move forward...!"

When her name was called, Ke Wei brushed her long hair, and the carrier-based planes took off amidst the roar, moving forward against the ice wall, searching for siren signals, and sending back messages to her.

It's a pity that there are now two ships that are not from our own fleet, otherwise... we can perform awesome hand-operated three-group aircraft.

Next door, the roar of the steel monster was deafening, and even a pile of icicles fell from the solid ice on the wall, almost hitting Mercury Memorial.

When the siren ship appeared and the two sides entered the battle instantly, Anchorage held the torpedo, but did not throw it out for a long time-not because she had any new ideas.

Instead, while she was holding the torpedo, in the virtual UI interface in front of her, the small bright black Rubik's Cube icon lit up.

The meta mode has been cooled down, so she can just sleep right away, or does she have a chance to get this transformation every time she enters the battle?

Thinking about it, Anchorage took the lead, raised her hand and sent two densely packed siren ships away, turned her head, and said in a serious tone (she thought it was):

"The teacher asked... Next, don't see anything... Surprised...?"

I don't know how attractive this contrasting cuteness is to Anchorage's appearance.

Chapter 317. My abilities are all earned by my own hard work!

To be honest, Aurora, a veteran of the battlefield and well-informed, will naturally not panic, but Mercury Memorial is looking forward to it, and wants to see what kind of magic Anchorage plans to conjure for them.

We all know that an unfamiliar ship must have some kind of magical means, which is a common practice.

Click the button of the black Rubik's Cube, and Anchorage's ship outfit changes immediately. The luxurious and even unscientific suspended metal ring tightens, twists, and then becomes pitch black, scattered with sparks.

The originally elegant and white ship outfit, which looked like angel wings, was burning like a flame. Although it was not distorted, it became sharp and hideous. Even the navy coat unique to the White Eagle ship became tattered. .

When the embers from the ship's outfit blew onto Mercury Memorial's face, she said, "Wow?" ! ' with a strange cry, and hid behind Aurora.

"You you you you... No, you can't be called a ship at all with your appearance. What are you... what are you?!"

Anchorage tilted her head. The change of ship outfit changed her whole temperament, but her cute and ignorant face would not be dimmed by it.

On the contrary, it is even more pity-of course, the premise is to know that it is not the commander.

After the conversion, the meta-shaped Anchorage raised his hand casually, his broken sleeves fluttered in the wind, and those main guns, which also looked dilapidated, fired a volley in an instant!

Accompanied by the main gun flying out, there were also some dark red sharp crystals. Under the surprised gaze of the two Northern Union ships, they shattered instantly when they hit the hull of the Siren. Each fragment seemed to be burst by high-strength TNT , instantly blasting a piece of enemies that had just assembled into pieces.

The rumbling sound made the thick ice wall tremble, and Anchorage was not very satisfied with this record... But, to be honest, she didn't care either.

Because this is just the beginning, the warm-up bombardment!

A fleet of only four people used the cover provided by the siren, the ice wall, to move forward. All the sirens encountered during the period, even if there were two... well, the presence of the two agents was also devastated, as if rushing to get off work It seems to be sinking!

Mercury Memorial kept her mouth wide open the whole time, and didn't even care that she was taking the wind. She followed behind Anchorage, subconsciously tugging at Aurora's clothes.

"I-I feel like I'm dreaming, don't I?"

"Well... Unfortunately, you are not dreaming now, we are on a mission-Miss Anchorage, the whole body is full of mysterious ships."

Aurora shook her head lightly, and followed her forward.

In just a few minutes, the small fleet had already passed through the distance that had been bombarded before, and the cannons of the fortress did not respond at all.

Anchorage was determined, and after confirming that her memory was correct, she rushed forward even more quickly, and even the two who were advancing with her felt that their speed had inexplicably increased.

They don't know at all that this is Anchorage's skills taking effect... It's all trivial.

Pushing forward all the way, smashing the enemy ships blocking the way into rubbish, Anchorage keenly heard the unstable sound of the nearby ice wall, which meant that they were still active.

The sea water was squeezed by the ice wall, and these huge, unnatural walls kept shifting, sending more siren ships into the battlefield.

It seems that they intend to use this method to press the fleet to death in the pit.

All I can say is, it's naive.

But there is also something that is not naive - the ice wall directly in front, amidst the spectacular rumbling sound, a large piece suddenly collapsed, revealing the fortress that can be said to be close at hand.

At the top of the fortress, the tense and even terrifying cannon lit up again. This time, the person who locked it was still Anchorage!

The dazzling light flashed suddenly, and Anchorage also spun and projected the two torpedoes in his hand, smashing them into the sunken siren scrap iron pile in front.

sudden electricity

Mercury was taken aback by the smoke screen, stretched out his hand and tugged at his frizzy hair due to static electricity, and was surprised to find that the enemy on his radar disappeared in an instant.

No, it's not disappearing, but... being shielded. The shielding effect is so strong that even Aurora's radio contact with her, which is close at hand, becomes extremely unclear.

What kind of technology is this, so powerful? !

Before she could ask anything, the cannon had already fired.

Fierce artillery fire spewed out, accurately pierced into the electronic smoke screen, setting off huge waves, and even the sea water evaporated a lot but didn't hit anyone.

Anchorage, who was pulling smoke, had already led the fleet around two ice walls at this time, which was completely worthy of this locked bombardment.

Aurora followed her as much as possible: "This is really surprising, you still have this kind of equipment...White Eagle, has the recent research on ship equipment accelerated to this point?"

"The teacher said...it has nothing to do with the White Eagle...it's Anchorage, your own power...?"

Anchorage led the way seriously, and the artillery fire of the ship has not stopped since just now, using the heavy cruiser's main gun as a light cruiser, and even to some extent compared to some destroyer guns to bombard.

This kind of berserk output even made the two behind worry that she would not be able to hold on, and the main gun was killed or something...

Reasonably speaking, whether it is Istar Undead or Beyana's God of War mode, there is only a time limit for output, and there will be no problems caused by too high output... It's over, it's over again.

Anchorage did not explain. When she bombarded a group of sirens and cleared a safe corridor, she only heard a solid ice wall near her side burst, and slowly appeared in the crackling ice. It was not The expected Frederick the Great.

What poured in from the gap was a steel battleship completely different from the siren, wrapped in the frost and snow of the extreme north.

These battleships entered one after another, bringing the howling wind and snow into it. The relatively petite figures in the middle of them were like white flowers protruding from the rocks on the seabed...but don't underestimate them.

Frost and icicles hung on the ship's outfit, which seemed to be made directly from rocks lifted from the bottom of the sea.No matter who they are, they don't care when facing the sirens whose number is twice as many as theirs. Even after a simple exchange, they build a formation and charge toward the sirens...!

The torrent of black steel was like the extremely cold air from Siberia, but the blazing flames roaring from the muzzle ignited the battlefield like a torch held high, illuminating the world.

Anchorage stopped firing, and after watching the new recruits strangling the remaining sirens to death, they heard Aurora exhale in relief.

"Huh... let me introduce to you, the main fleet of our Northern Alliance is over there. Comrades who have been cruising the sea to clear the way for this battle."

During the introduction, Aurora sent a signal to confirm that the instructions of the two parties were consistent. The moment the two sides merged, everyone's eyes turned to Anchorage.

Or strictly speaking, she looked at her ship suit that seemed to have been forged in lava and was still flowing with embers.

Chapter 318. Some people know when they move!

Beilian's ship outfits are very distinctive. Rather, each faction's ship outfits have their own characteristics.For example, the iron-blooded ship suit, which is like some kind of bionic siren, such as the white eagle's ship suit, has a strong sense of technology, and the Vichy Holy See...

Well, this will not be introduced.

And the ones of the North Union are all kinds of meteorites that seem to be dug out from the bottom of the sea. They are directly forged and then soaked in extremely cold places.

The three ships that opened the way at the front sat on the blue-haired big sister who was sitting on the ship surrounded by ice edges and holding the chain in her hand.

Holding what looked like a guillotine in her hand, she dragged a blond girl in a ship suit that looked like half a surfboard with a chain, and... two heads poked out from behind her in a furry ship suit, ice blue His eyes looked left and right, and the volume and length of his hair was comparable to that of a purple-haired little girl in Anchorage.

Behind them, a silver-haired elder sister who was wrapped in a thick cloak with a long trench coat in military uniform and looked like a "bigger native siren" in her ship outfit, looked towards this side with a serious face.

As for the other woman who was also classified as a battleship, she was a little excited, and even the main gun was turning this way.

Aurora quickly went up to her: "You are finally here, did you encounter any difficulties on the way? Or..."

The silver-haired, tall woman replied calmly: "Many sirens we have never seen before are blocking us, but they have now sunk to the cold bottom of the sea."

"Let's not talk about why the royal ship participated in this operation, this one..."

When any ship sees the current Anchorage, it will feel a sense of being suppressed... or in other words, a sense of oppressive rank.

Even the main battle fleet of the North Union, which has experienced many battles, subconsciously wanted to fight against that feeling when it saw Anchorage, and only Mercury commemorated this nervous old... er, senior It will feel nothing.

"Anchorage...is Baltimore's...sister...?"

Anchorage, on the other hand, restrained his muzzle, paddled over and stretched out his hands, as if wanting candy, and slightly raised his head: "The teacher said...be polite...shake hands, Anchorage...shake hands...!"

Smiling and stretching out her hand, the moment she met, she remembered her name.

The ship with the characters on it couldn't help temporarily putting down its guard, and stretched out a hand wearing a long black glove, which was held by Anchorage with both hands, shaking it up and down a few times.

"I am the Type 23 battleship Soviet Rosia. I have received a combat order and came here with my comrades. However, where is the commander mentioned in the intelligence?"

"Teacher...with Anchorage, together...? Anchorage, acting for the teacher...!"

Holding her hand and not letting go, Anchorage rolled his eyes and looked at the opponent's outfit curiously, especially the one-handed short staff that looked like a magic wand in her hand.

"Agent? In other words, the commander has not arrived?"

"Teacher... is here, with Anchorage... together!"

The dialogue between the two entered into a spiral of contradictions.

At this time, Kewei let out a long sigh: "When you are serious about this kind of thing, the siren will not stop. Moreover, the commander is indeed here, but it is more complicated to say, right, commander? "

"Hmm...! Terrifying, awesome...!"

The group immediately looked at Aurora, and she nodded knowingly: "Indeed, whether the debate is about the commander or not will be decided during the actual battle. The most urgent thing now is that the fortress here has been activated and must be destroyed. otherwise……"

It will lead to various problems, including but not limited to, in the future, Beilian's activities at sea will also be affected by such a close fortress.

Matters were prioritized, and Soviet Rosia was no longer entangled. She nodded slightly: "This reliable comrade is Gangut, and this is Chapayev."

Gangut, who had been aiming at Anchorage with his main gun all the time, was far more interested in her than the siren, and greeted her with a smile.

Chapayev is a light cruiser, the blue-haired one who cleared the way for the main force before, and is still fiddling with the chain in her hand... the big sister who is not afraid of the cold.

It is said that she is not afraid of the cold because compared to Soviet Rosia, her uniform is not zipped up, and her deep career line is squeezed, which can be seen clearly.

"These two are Comrade Majestic who escorted the fleet, and Comrade Tashkent."

Contrary to the serene face and cute plush hat, he nodded to Anchorage with a dignified and silent look like a guillotine.And the little girl with long purple hair, fluffy dress like a small plush bear, and even wearing bear ear decorations rowed in front of Anchorage.

"Sniff... Well, this smell is surprisingly familiar...?"

Take a close look at this furry girl. The furry refers to her coat. Under the protruding ship suit, there are two bear claws bound by chains. It seems to be a unique device for ship suits—I thought it was clothes And the decorations on it!

The furry bear's ears moved, and Tashkent opened his eyes slightly: "We fight together, which means... you are also a comrade, right?"

"Hmm... Anchorage, fight together... Davarish...?"

Although he spoke slowly, at that moment, Anchorage felt that the fleet's vigilance towards him had dropped.

"Let's fight together, comrade sauce."

... I always feel that it is a bit subtle to be called that.

Anchorage waved his hand: "The teacher said... now, it is very close to the fortress...! The siren line of defense is in danger, and will counterattack...!"