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Prince Eugen stared at the dark sky and chuckled, "In such weather, that small port may not be able to withstand it. Even if she doesn't care, our stepmother of the sea has never been gentle. She always has to consider her little lover. It's better for the Iron Blood ship to stay in the Iron Blood."

Come to think of it, this is really nice weather.

Inside the port area, Belfast frowned. It seemed as if there was an invisible barrier separating the port area. There was a light breeze and drizzle inside the port area. Everything from the buildings to the grass and trees on the ground seemed to provide light, and the brightness was much better than outside the port area.

On the other hand, outside the port area, the rain was pouring down, the wind was howling, the heavy rain was falling densely, and the clouds were as black as ink, as if the end of the world had come.

This was very abnormal, especially after this barrier appeared. The storm outside became more and more violent, like a living thing. There was even a thick layer of sea fog over the sea. It was really strange. There was a storm and fog at the same time. In a blink of an eye, it was so thick that you couldn't see your hand in front of you. The abnormality was almost written on its face.

"Sister Beifa, what should we do?"

Little Zeppelin looked outside without fear. He took out the plane excitedly and was eager to try it out.

"Don't be too careless, little Zeppelin. It's difficult for a single ship to create such a scene. Be prepared for the worst."

The head maid looked solemn. Not long after Wuming left, the changes came, which made her feel uneasy. The little yellow chickens told her on the writing board that such a shield was a new rule written into the port area after Wuming's update. The damage caused by natural disasters would be reduced, and most natural disasters would hardly harm the port area. The energy of the shield was provided by the conversion of physical kinetic energy generated by external disasters, and the internal consumption was very small, which was enough to maintain it for a long time.

"Is it a siren, or a weather weapon from some faction?"

Belfast muttered, and she cast her eyes towards the excited little Zeppelin.

"Little Zeppelin, we know nothing about the current situation. I need your strength. Can you fly the reconnaissance plane now?"

"No problem, there aren't many aircraft carriers stronger than mine in the entire Iron Blood!"

Little Zeppelin turned up his nose in pride.

The head maid was also somewhat relieved by her smile.

After all, there are only a few Iron-Blooded aircraft carriers, and no matter how weak she is, she will not fall out of the top six. To be bold, she can even compete for the top three.

"Well, let's take a closer look at what's going on!"

The planes in the port area took off, ignoring the shield's obstruction. Little Zeppelin closed his eyes quietly and concentrated. The head maid called up the nautical chart and, under her guidance, compared them one by one. The things hidden under the fog and heavy rain will gradually be peeled away over time.

Under the sea, the uninvited guests have surrounded the port area from the outside. Among the several humanoids with silver hair and golden eyes, there is an alien with more lively eyes.

It looks like a human female of fifteen or sixteen years old, with silver hair and golden eyes. Underneath it sits a strange device that looks like a black pillar entangled with an octopus. It stretches out its hand lazily, with delicate tentacles wrapped around its wrist.

"New changes, ah, I can't wait. This kind of technology doesn't seem like something that can be made in this [petri dish]..."

She listened attentively, as if receiving orders from someone.

"Very good, very good, the chess pieces are ready, it's time to lay out a sufficient stage..."

The next moment, the ocean currents on the seabed began to change and converged towards the port area. Under the black clouds wrapped in fog and thunderstorms, illusory reflections like mirrors appeared vaguely. Under the overlapping layers, the lights converged, and the figures of various ship girls turned from virtual to real. In the sea fog, they stood quietly like puppets, waiting for the protagonist of this stage play to appear.

Chapter 15 Initial Exploration %

Above the sea of ​​trees in the alien world, Wuming stared at the mechanical life in the eyes of the enterprises with a strange expression. The more he looked, the more familiar they seemed.

"Enterprise, do you feel that these robots are particularly high-tech?"

Although Wuming was familiar with them, he couldn't tell what was so great about these round things.

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The photos show many rusty robots and the remains of robots that are so old that they have merged with the ground. The small animals have no fear of these immobile iron guys. Some build nests, some dig holes, or even gather in groups to step on them.

There are even more incomplete ones. Perhaps some other insects or birds and animals helped bring tree seeds. The soil accumulated over the years provided a basic living space. Flowers and plants grew from the cracks in the mechanical bodies. Only a little outline could be seen for many robots.

This is a relic of a technological civilization that was once glorious but now has lost its glory.

"No, but this is a new world after all. It's a civilization system we have never come into contact with. I dare not take the risk."

She is not like Wuming who only looks at the face. She doesn't care about the appearance design at all. The ship girls themselves look weak and fragile, and they don't seem to be very capable in fighting, but this does not prevent them from being the strongest combat force in the blue world.

Putting herself in other people's shoes, she became more cautious. After all, passing through a dimensional gate with explosive technological power made her feel like she had come from a novice area to an advanced map. If the robots here were all beast-shaped iron rats more than ten meters tall, she might have thought of giving it a try. However, this strange thing that looked like a parenting robot made her unable to act rashly.

In addition, mobility was obviously limited after coming to this world.

Land combat does not reduce the firepower output of the ship girl, but the maneuverability is indeed greatly slowed down. Aircraft carriers such as Enterprise are slightly less affected, but battleships such as Frederick the Great have a significant speed penalty. The speed of the ship girl on the sea is fast enough to surpass that of a bird and catch up with any ship of the old era, but the terrain on the ground is far more complicated than the ocean. The presence of mud makes the ship girl's boots become a decoration, not to mention the forest full of trees here. The speed of Frederick the Great is not even as fast as a car.

The wide-area radar for surface reconnaissance was repeatedly frustrated in this sea of ​​trees, and she almost became half blind and half lame.

Even if the ship girls have some weapons that can be used for close combat, they are essentially artillery batteries and aircraft landing gear. It is common sense to fire from eight hundred miles away. What can they do after losing the wide-area radar and can only rely on their eyes?

Fire at close range and let yourself be hit by the explosion first?

If an accident really happens, such as these rusty Android robots holding spears suddenly shooting lasers from the spears and then taking out adamantium shields to block the attack, telling them that the backward appearance is just a disguise, and in fact this relic is billions of years ahead of the universe's technology, and this is done to maintain the regional characteristics, then they will be really helpless with their restricted movements.

After analyzing the company's situation, Wuming suddenly saw the light. He decided to learn from the valuable experience of the Skeleton Mage Wu Jizi and be cautious. Let alone a bunch of Android robots, even if it was a bunch of pink bunnies, he would have to survive!

Frederick the Great remained noncommittal. Although she was eager to prove her power to Wuming, she had the self-restraint to control herself in the dark.

"So what should we do now? Observe them first?"

Frederick the Great wondered.

The time flow rate of 1:30 does allow for more time to explore the other world, but it is not infinite. Moreover, Wuming's goal is to improve the commander level. In the end, he still has to fight, so there is no point in just hiding.

"No, I want you to continue protecting the commander. I'll give you the map. You take the commander away first. There is a robot ruin nearby. I'll try to capture a robot and see what its capabilities are. If there's a problem, I'll fly away. I'll come and meet you before dark at the latest."

There are several places circled in red on the company's topographic map. These are safe places she has scouted. If an accident occurs, they can choose to retreat.

As he spoke, Enterprise looked at Wuming solemnly, then at Frederick the Great.

When Wuming looked back at her, she would subconsciously look away.

Wuming looked up at the sky. The sun was high in the sky, and the sunlight was a little dazzling. It seemed to be noon, but the unusual performance of the company made him feel upset. Although the sun was scorching, his heart was in a mess.

"I see."

He wanted to say goodbye, but for some reason, he felt inexplicably discouraged.

Let's face it together, let's make a trial attack together, and so on. He hoped to come up with a perfect plan, a good way that no one would have to face danger, but his rationality refuted each and every one of them. In the end, he couldn't think of any good idea and could only shake his head in annoyance.

"No, let's wait a bit. Leave a reconnaissance plane to watch first. Don't leave my side. We'll talk about it tomorrow."

Enterprise pursed his lips and stared at Wuming for a long time. After a moment of silence, he said softly, "Commander, those robots have a very regular life. It will be the same if we wait another day. Only I can go here, not Frederick."

"No, I think things will change in a day, so that's it."

He made the decision. Qiye looked at him with a reproachful look, a subtle arc appeared at the corner of his mouth, and there was a faint smile in his eyes.

"Next, we'll send out the reconnaissance plane. Enterprise, can you share the reconnaissance plane's view?"

Wuming asked.

"No problem, Frederick, can you look through the reconnaissance plane window with me? If the three of us are together, maybe we can see something different."

Enterprise greeted Frederick the Great in a cheerful tone, and the latter silently snapped his fingers, causing the ship equipment under his feet to continue to deform, and finally turned into a semi-sealed structure similar to a cable car. The three of them sat in a row, with ventilation on all sides, guardrails tied in front of them, and ship equipment baffles on their heads to block the sunlight. There was a sea of ​​trees under their feet, and with air circulation, the temperature could be maintained at the most comfortable level for the human body. Enterprise, Wuming, and Frederick the Great sat in this order, giving the illusion of playing games in an Internet cafe, but based on Wuming's limited military knowledge, the command center of a modern warship seems to be like this as well.

There was a floating window in front of each of the three people, sharing the view of the reconnaissance plane. At Wuming's suggestion, he and Frederick the Great were given operating handles in their hands, and the feeling of a real-life ace air battle was realized.

"Use the arrow keys to move the direction, and the joystick to raise and lower. The closer the border color is to red, the worse the reconnaissance aircraft's condition will be. Push forward with the left ear button to accelerate, and pull back to decelerate. Although it is a reconnaissance aircraft, it also has some necessary combat functions. It carries 48 air-to-ground micro missiles. After emptying them, I can return to my ship to replenish ammunition. Specifically... well, if there is a battle, I will take over."

When Enterprise explained the battle, he thought of the nameless catastrophic manual operation and took over the battle without hesitation.

"So what else can I do besides this?"

Wuming was not discouraged. He had one advantage, which was that he would never try to instruct an expert as an amateur. He played shooting games every day anyway, so this time wouldn't make a difference.

Hearing this, Enterprise coughed lightly and said seriously: "Well, yes, when a lone robot appears in the field of view of the reconnaissance aircraft, a lock icon will appear. You control the aircraft to approach, and then when the icon is 100% locked, press and hold the right ear button, the aircraft will automatically capture it, and then continue to fly hundreds of kilometers with our prey, and start communicating through the weak AI reserved on the aircraft..."

"Wait! Doesn't this robot-grabber require people to be on board? And what the hell is hundreds of kilometers?"

Wuming asked in a strange tone. He always felt that the situation was a little different from what he expected.

"My dear, you have been deceived by this scheming woman. My range is 515 kilometers. The range of an aircraft carrier is calculated based on the range of the aircraft it carries. Even the scrap metal from World War II could fly over 1,500 kilometers. Even if the return trip is included, it would be halved to about 750 kilometers. This woman's range will be even greater!"

Frederick the Great spoke in a low voice with a hint of sourness, and Wuming could not help but misunderstand the look on Qiye's face.

"Okay, maybe I should explain my plan in more detail. Well... First of all, my carrier-based aircraft has the fastest flight speed and carries the least amount of ammunition. It can fly more than 10,000 kilometers in a straight line, and half of that is 5,000 kilometers for a round trip. The delay of photon signal transmission is almost zero in the atmosphere. Although there is no satellite support, there is no problem with communication within about 1,500 kilometers. I just need to stay in a safe corner and operate it."

Enterprise seemed to want to be serious, but Wuming's tongue-tied look made her laugh continuously, so she could only keep a straight face and finish the explanation quickly.

"As for catching the robot, we can simply adjust the aircraft structure and DIY the hook. Our passengers may suffer some minor injuries, but the iron guy should not be afraid of pain."

Wuming's face turned dark.

"Then why do you look unhappy?"

The only question he hadn't figured out was Enterprise's expression at the time was too deceptive, and Wuming, a fake military fan but a real SP, knew nothing about the range of the so-called modern aircraft carriers, and subconsciously thought of the worst outcome.

But are there really any military enthusiasts who play this?

"If you're with the Commander, Frederick won't miss this opportunity. He'll probably get intimate with you in front of me, and I won't be able to concentrate. So I might as well leave and be alone for a while."

Wudan held his forehead with his hand and said weakly: "I always thought that you were an honest man..."

"The commander thinks too much."

Enterprise looked at Wuming, and the smile had never disappeared from her face since then.

"But, I don't hate this kind of commander. Please think of me more like this in the future!"

A charming blush appeared on her face, and a sweet heat emanated from her inside out, just like her burning heart at the moment.

Wuming glanced at Frederick the Great who had already started to take out a handkerchief, apologized in his heart, and still did the most correct thing at the moment.

The gentle breeze blew the sea of ​​trees, but it could not blow away the two people's tightly clasped hands and their tightly pressed hearts.

Frederick the Great bit his handkerchief and with tearful eyes began to think about how to squeeze him that night.

Five times or ten times?

Forget it, let’s not sleep tonight.

Chapter 31 Frederick the Great

Prince Eugen and Count Zeppelin were still advancing cautiously on the sea. The dark sea was only brightened by the lightning that appeared at intervals.

Count Zeppelin dispatched four bombers, occasionally launching missiles. The bright light and loud noise caused by the explosion could be faintly felt within a radius of dozens of kilometers.

"The horn of destruction has been sounding for half an hour, but no monsters have come rushing over. Prince Eugen, it seems your Lord has not favored you."

Count Zeppelin began to chant again. Five minutes ago it was [The Clock of Doom], ten minutes ago it was [The Call of the Deep Sea], and even earlier it was [The Order to Assemble]. There were new words every few minutes, and the adjective also changed from [The Knight Who Responded to the Appointment] to [The Rushing Monster], perfectly showing her temper.

Prince Eugen on the side had a stern face and clenched her fists without saying a word. She really wanted to punch Frederick the Great who had been silent, and the other punch to Count Zeppelin who had been whispering in her ear for half an hour.

She knew what chuunibyou was like, but it was too torturous. Chatting with her for a while, she would talk about fate and the end of the world, the prophecies of the stars, the prelude to destruction, the revelation of the fallen, and the curse of God. This was the city of Sodom, where there was no turning back...

Basically, she says everything except human language.

When the fake Riddler met the real Riddler, Prince Eugen felt like he was being tortured by both the sea and Count Zeppelin at the same time. He was exhausted both physically and mentally, and in so much pain that he wanted to calculate 1000-7.

"Ah, just as I thought, the bonfire not only attracts companions, but also attracts wolves!"

Count Zeppelin's tone became more serious. Prince Eugen raised his eyelids and saw several blurry figures rushing towards him from several kilometers away. Under the dark sky, even the superhuman eyesight of the Rubik's Cube ship could only vaguely see the approximate figures with the help of radar.

Prince Eugen took a quick glance and, knowing the physical data of almost everyone in the Iron Bloods, she could tell at a glance that they were not Iron Bloods.

"Middle... Ahem, Zeppelin, try dropping bombs first."

Prince Eugen immediately gave the order.

The bombers roared and dropped bombs across the sky. Count Zeppelin looked at Prince Eugen suspiciously, as if she had something else to say.

Several bombs fell, some of them exploded in the air, creating high-temperature shock waves in the air, and some of them fell into the water with the help of fire, acting as torpedoes, quietly cruising in the shallow water, intending to give these newcomers a little surprise.

Fortunately, she was very quiet during the fight.

Prince Eugen found the incessant bombing sounds very pleasant to the ears.

After the fire, the law of "no harm after smoke" does not exist in this world. After a round of cross-bombing, these visitors were blown into mosaics. Prince Eugen frowned, feeling something was wrong.

The normally serving Rubik's Cube ships should not have any problem dealing with Count Zeppelin's attack, they will just be a little embarrassed, especially the strikers who have given up some of their firepower, like Prinz Eugen. They will be equipped with shield systems, and ships with full shields can face bombs directly without losing their hair. The striker ships that have undergone extensive training can deal with some explosives and bullets with the skills of blocking and dodging, and the remaining naval guns can fire, volley torpedoes and missiles, with almost no loss of shields.

Therefore, in today's war against the Sirens, the minimum team configuration is two Rubik's Cube ships. The combination of the vanguard and the main force is enough to cover reconnaissance, output, protection, movement, and complementarity. Even dozens of warships in the old era cannot be compared with them.

But also because of this, the number of magic cube ships is the most intuitive data to measure strength. Multiple ships are bound to be better than a single ship. So just in case, even though the combat power of the Iron Blood is tight, it also sent Prince Eugen and Count Zeppelin to come, just to be on the safe side, because they are worried that the ship that calls itself Frederick the Great will be difficult to deal with, and the ships on the other side are just in shape, but do not have the ability to match...

The two looked at each other and saw the solemnity in each other's eyes.

This is the mirror sea.

There are sirens here!

The two were silent for a while, and Count Zeppelin stopped torturing Prince Eugen. For a moment, this sea area seemed unexpectedly quiet except for the rising and falling sea level and the thunder in the sky.

Suddenly, Count Zeppelin and Prince Eugen turned their heads at the same time, and a cluster of fire appeared at the edge of the sea on the right!