Commander is not normal today

Commander is not normal today Author: Midori Sakura

Introduction:

On the first day after time travel, Zhou Yang heard a mechanical voice with no emotion:

"A suitable host has been detected, may I ask if you want to bind the ship girl strategy system, pay attention, if you refuse, it will be wiped out immediately!"

"reject."

"?"

It seems to be an auditory hallucination, Zhou Yang thought to himself, and his head hurts too, it may be because he is not acclimatized.

He knew he wasn't quite right, it was true.

Plus the fact that he's strong, very, very very strong.

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[Easy to the point, with a bit of plot, the attacking ship girl is the main line] [There are no other commanders except the protagonist]

[No ship with the same name] [Siren Ye Raiders] [Pure love God of War, non-toxic and non-ox, please rest assured to eat]

Wedge: After the Rain and Smoke

The battle was over, and the smell of gunpowder smoke had dissipated a bit.

Zhou Yang took a puff of his cigarette, scratched his hair, and his tense muscles relaxed slightly.

He wanted to take advantage of the situation and press the cigarette butt on the siren girl's hand, or on the ship, but after thinking about it, it seemed that he was too unfriendly, so he died in the sea.

"Where is the target of your attack this time? Don't pretend to be dead, you haven't sunk yet."

Pacia's ship was shattered 1 minute ago.

But the enemy fighting her is not a ship girl, but a human being.

He fought with bare hands at first, and after dismantling her ship suit, he took out a pistol with an abnormally large caliber from his pocket, and pressed it against her forehead.

She was floating on the sea, staring at the sky in a daze, a little absent-minded.

The direct sunlight made Pacia feel dizzy, not only that, but also panicked.

A thin layer of black oil stains floated on the surface of the sea, and some pieces of armor floated around her body in pieces. Zhou Yang squatted in front of her, and endless blue waves were rippling under the two of them.

"Hurry up, I can't stand on the sea for a long time, I'm very tired."

Zhou Yang has already started to light a cigarette, the name of the cigarette is "never knows best", he will never know what is the best.

This sentence is very realistic.But all he knew at the moment was that he was anxious.

It is very anxious not to get any information, very anxious when the cigarettes are about to run out, and the chattering ship girls in the port area will chatter when they see him smoking, clamoring to ban him from smoking, so they are even more anxious.

Never knows best's cigarette packs are ten packs, and there are not many left. The more anxious he is, the faster he smokes.

"I won't tell you," Pacia murmured, "You are very strange, so I have uploaded information about you, you can kill me and sink me."

Zhou Yang ignored her, obviously because he had dealt with the Sirens before, and knew that they were either mass-produced bodies with empty appearance and no emotion, or all of them were blunt and outrageous.

"Has the sea valve installed on your ship been opened?" Zhou Yang asked.

"It's open." Pacia replied, there's no need to hide this information from the person in front of you.

"Be so hard on yourself."

"You go, don't waste bullets. My fleet has sunk, and I have completed my mission."

The two looked at each other for a while, Zhou Yang finished his seventh cigarette of the day, and his agitated mood calmed down slightly.

"Alright." He rubbed the muzzle of the gun against his forehead, as if he was thinking about something.

My forehead is a little itchy.

Pacia's pupils shrank. This was an excellent opportunity. As long as he raised his hand and grabbed the gun, or didn't need to take it, he only needed to pull the trigger, and the human's head would explode immediately.

She had no doubts about the power of this large-caliber pistol.

But Pacia didn't choose to do that. She was a little inexplicably afraid. Although she was already a dead person—well, perhaps it would be more appropriate to describe herself as "a siren about to sink"—but she didn't take this risk at all. Necessary, impossible to succeed anyway.

In short, I feel that I can't succeed.

The thinking was completed, and after a few seconds, Zhou Yang came to his own conclusion.

"Forget it, I'll take you with me, Siren, how much do you weigh?"

Pacia didn't answer, instead of being confused, she was more surprised, and then she heard her own exclamation, the man in front of her put the gun back into her pocket, and then lifted herself up effortlessly.

His shoulders are very broad, and in the battle just now, his hand bled some blood when it collided with his own ship, which proved that he was at least a human being, not some other species.

Pacia smelled the smell of rust, which was fishy and sweet.

Finally, she felt that the man was slowly walking towards the shore, being carried a little bumpy, and finally she couldn't help screaming:

"Put me down!"

"Don't struggle, be considerate of each other. You are broken, and I was hurt too."

"I said, let me down!"

"No more."

"You stinky bastard!"

Pacia finally couldn't bear it anymore, and blurted out a vocabulary learned from humans. It is said that in the human world, this word is a very vicious curse.

Zhou Yang stopped in his tracks, looked at Pacia who was being carried on his shoulders, and for a long time, he stretched out his hand and flicked Pacia's forehead.

It was as if the warhead with the tungsten steel core hit directly, and Pacia almost cried out in pain.

This is not right, Pacia thought, as a biological and mechanical structure, the siren does not have tear glands like humans.

"Don't make trouble," Zhou Yang said, "If I had just choked out the cigarette in your hand, or pulled your hair, it wouldn't be too late for you to scold me like that, but I just tore down your ship's outfit and didn't do anything. As for other things, do you say that you are spreading rumors about me?"

"Where are you taking me?" Pacia asked in despair.

"What type of siren do you have? Builder? Or observer? Is it a mass-produced individual, or..."

The two people you ask you, and I ask mine, are not on the same channel at all, but they have reached a strange harmony.

Pacia was still struggling non-stop, only regretting that the valve to the sea was opened too late, before it could sink completely and let this man succeed.

How can there be a siren captured by human beings in the world, it is simply... It is a great shame.

Zhou Yang was finally annoyed by her yelling.

Although I am a little different from ordinary people, I can stand on the sea with some skills, but I am not completely different from ordinary people, at least I am very tired now.

What's more, if she asked a question, she would choke, and kept waving her arms and legs indiscriminately.

"Snapped--!"

A crisp sound.

Zhou Yang firmly slapped Pacia's upturned buttocks.

Just like the cold-faced middle-aged female teacher in the kindergarten, no matter how pitiful the child is after making a mistake, the slap that should be slapped is still necessary, and what is indispensable is always indispensable.

"You're a bit heavy, to be honest. Don't move."

Pasia was almost so ashamed and angry that he fainted, his body swayed uncontrollably, obviously he didn't have tear ducts, but he felt that the water mist was already dense in front of his eyes.

Want to die, literally.

From the moment he woke up, Pacia never thought that one day, he would be so humiliated by humans. Not only was he dismantled from the ship, he was carried on his shoulder like a sandbag, and he was slapped on the hip.

So Pacia stopped struggling and closed her eyes, weeping silently.

Her full name is The Purifier, Pasia the Purifier, a unique individual, a siren with her own emotions and thoughts.It's just that such information, absolutely absolutely, will not be mentioned to the man in front of him.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, Pacia felt the jolting stop, and she felt a familiar smell, a familiar yet disgusting smell.As an old opponent all along, Pacia knew who this breath came from.

"Ayan, you actually caught a siren... that's amazing. Ah, are you injured?"

"Just a small injury."

"Commander, you can't do this, let me bandage you up."

"I don't mind."

He didn't open his eyes, but Pacia was a little angry. He was a siren and not a fish, so how could he use a quantifier like "only".

But her emotions were more replaced by doubts. Ship girls have never interacted with humans, so how can they listen to the tone of their voices and seem so intimate with this man.

So she secretly narrowed a small gap, and saw that a large group of people stepped on the waves and surrounded them.Black-haired blonde-haired silver-haired tall delicate--

All around him are ship girls.

【Preface · End】

Chapter 1 Z23

The artillery battle was still going on, and the gun barrel of the ship had already shown signs of overheating. The Z23 glides calmly to the side of the sea level, and the ship's feet stirred up waves of pale waves on the sea.

The sea beast encountered this time is very tricky, far from the ordinary ones encountered before, with high-thickness armor and huge artillery caliber.

God knows when this hideous ghost-like creature in heavy armor appeared in the ocean, maybe they appeared when the ship's mother appeared.

Some people say that the ship girl is a blessing from the sea, a battleship in history, and a spirit born from all their hopes and beliefs.

Sea beasts are a collection of all negative emotions in the ocean, and they are boundless malicious and cruel evil spirits.

The appearance of this sea beast is like a tiger shark made of steel. Its body is smaller than the real tiger shark, but it has four pairs of arthropods with distinct bones.

The ferocious main gun rises from its spine in a strange posture. The black muzzle is firmly locked on the Z23, and several secondary guns protrude from its body, adjusting their positions and preparing for the next attack. salvo.

It swam unhurriedly, as if it had anticipated its own victory.Even though it was daytime, the sea beast's eyes were still like bright yellow gas lamps, exuding a bloodthirsty light.

If sea beasts also have the difference between a battleship and a destroyer, then this steel tiger shark must be a battleship.

The so-called caliber is justice, and the range is truth. In the fight on the sea, the gold content of these two maxims is vividly reflected.

The state of Z23 is not good. The frontal armor was hit by the opponent's secondary artillery salvo, and the tattered clothes hung in front of him, revealing a large area of ​​the girl's light cherry-colored skin.

The shattering of the ship's armor was a damage she could accept, but the torpedo tube on the left was also blown to pieces.

It's too bad, the caliber of the 150mm main gun is not enough to cause decisive damage to sea beasts, and you can only rely on torpedoes.But now only the right torpedo tube is still functional.

There is still 1 minute left before the torpedo is reloaded. Z23 patted his face to calm himself down.

The sea beast is not a fool, and has seen this for a long time, so it is not in a hurry to decide the outcome with Z23 immediately, but just shakes its huge body, with its sharp blade-like arms and feet hidden under the sea, and keeps walking by her side, like A shark smelling blood.

No, it was a shark that smelled of blood.

Sometimes Z23 could even hear the other party's low chuckle from a distance of hundreds of meters. The voice came from the steel throat, harsh and sharp, as if mocking her overthinking.

It's normal, it's not that easy to fight a battleship with the body of a destroyer unless experience and training are completely crushed.

"Let's take a gamble." Z23 heard himself say.

The sea beast and the ship's mother have been fighting in this sea for countless years, and they know each other well.

She knows that this sea beast will consciously control the distance between each other, and at the same time keep an eye on everything under the water with the greatest attention. It may be the sound of torpedoes, but this is the only way for Z23 to break the situation.

The next round of shelling came faster than Z23 imagined. She spun with her heels, as if jumping into a ballet on the sea. About to cry.

The smell of waves and tidal winds, heavy breathing, the smell of gunpowder smoke.

The torpedo has been loaded, and Z23 recalls the short years he has experienced, and has the urge to shed tears.

Bismarck was still waiting for her to go back, as well as Tirpitz who always had a straight face.

In the eyes of other sisters, the relationship between Bismarck and Tirpitz is not good, but Z23 saw Bismarck hesitate for a long time at the door of Tirpitz's room before dinner, and seemed to want to open the room door, extended an invitation to her, but finally withdrew his hand.

But these are just memories at the moment.

The only function of memory is to be remembered, and then treasured, or forgotten.

She charged towards the siren without hesitation, and the ship was driven at full power!The voyage was enough to cut the water surface, a silver-white track, Z23 lowered the center of gravity of the body, and calculated the trajectory of the torpedo.

The sea beast swung its tail immediately, pulling away the distance, and at the same time fired shells again, the dense rain of bullets almost drowned Z23.

Before losing consciousness, Z23 launched a torpedo, and she prayed that the torpedo would hit accurately, allowing her to sink into the endless waves with peace of mind.