Come and connect with me!

A very bad signal.

When White Eagle Enterprise heard Wuming's words, they looked at him with a strange expression.

"Mr. Wuming, Mr. Wuming, White Eagle once saw an image of an intelligent Siren. She did look like a somewhat non-mainstream human girl. However, the similarity in appearance does not mean that they are the same. At least as far as I know, no human girl can exert such terrible destructive power."

Seeing that Wuming still looked as if he couldn't bear to look back, White Eagle Enterprise continued.

"You can't think that this action was just a whim of a Siren who wanted to try out a new toy and deployed the mirror sea over a cola company just to see how humans would react?"

"Ah this..."

"Anyway, the Sirens won't do such childish things, Mr. Wuming, no one understands the Sirens better than me!"

White Eagle Enterprises made the final decision.

"I have been dealing with them for quite some time. They are just aliens with humanoid appearance. They are not like ordinary human girls who are greedy and have no resistance to snacks. They are not lazy and throw everything away to play by themselves. They are not so bored that they pour Pepsi Cola in the headquarters of Coca-Cola in the middle of the night!"

After saying this in one breath, White Eagle Enterprise couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. She looked around and saw Wuming, along with the two foxes behind him, all of them looked as if they had seen a ghost.

"I, what did I say is wrong?"

Wuming shook his head slowly.

"No, you are absolutely right."

Wuming said with all his might.

"So, I probably need some time to think about your proposal."

"Well, that makes sense. However, I still hope that you can do it as soon as possible. I don't mean to rush you, but the actions of the Siren have made everyone very uneasy. We need any power we can get to protect the world."

After White Eagle Enterprise finished speaking, he waved his hand casually and walked away with brisk steps. It seemed that after such a talk, the pressure in the heart of the White Eagle flagship must have been relieved a lot.

She walked briskly, but Wuming felt unwell all over.

"She, she really does understand."

Wuming stood there for a long while before he managed to utter these words.

Akagi also said with a bad expression.

"It's just a blind guess, mainly because the stupid Siren is so easy to understand!"

"Indeed, there is a reason for this, but my lord, this kind of coincidence does make people worry about what will happen. Does our port district need to join this world as a new force?"

Tiancheng looked at Wuming's conflicted expression and asked softly.

"I have to think about it. After all, my identity is a bit special."

Wuming felt a headache coming on from what he said.

He has a good relationship with the Sirens and the Ship Girls. Although from a player's perspective, there is nothing wrong with doing this, as long as he dares to say that the Sirens are cute in public, the White Eagle Enterprise, which had a good talk with him a few minutes ago, will most likely rush over with knives and fight him to the death!

This is a real world. Even if Wuming tries his best to make it simple, no matter how simple the world is, it is still a perfect world with its own self-operating logic. The Sirens are bad and hostile. There is no need to even shout slogans, because these seafood monsters are the real villains.

Wuming was thinking in the drizzle, with all kinds of inspirations colliding in his mind, some selfless and bright, some dark and evil, making it difficult for him to find any special reason to convince himself.

After a while, familiar footsteps were coming towards him.

"Master, what's wrong?"

The head maid Belfast tilted her head slightly and came in front of him with a faint fragrance.

"Ah, Befa, my head hurts so much now."

Wuming hugged the head maid and leaned his head against the biological armor, feeling the sense of security of being embraced.

"It seems that the master is really distressed. Then, Belfa will let Enterprise go to the port."

The head maid said this with gentle eyes, allowing Wuming to lean on her more at ease.

"Commander, why do you have to get so close to this woman? Even Akagi can do this!"

The black fox muttered to himself and came closer. Under the half-smile of the head maid, he stretched out his hand and gently stroked Wuming's cheek, trying to smooth his frown.

"Yeah, yeah, next time we'll get rid of Akagi."

Wuming replied subconsciously, then reacted.

"What happened at the port?"

The head maid smiled slightly, looked at the gloomy sky, and spoke softly.

"My Lord, it's almost time now."

Wuming then remembered that his previous conversation with White Eagle Enterprise had made his sense of the passage of time even more confused.

"I understand. If it's not necessary, I'll go on time."

The return of the ship girls in the port area has become just a daily occurrence for him. It is true that if something happens too often, the experiencer will no longer feel the same freshness as before. However, for the ship girls in the port area, every day that Wuming is accustomed to is the most unforgettable day in the eyes of the returnees.

Wuming took his three wives and headed towards the port. The dark sky did not stop the dock for even a second. The head maid's tight time calculation allowed Wuming to always appear at the best time.

On the dock door, the camp's logo flipped over and at this moment froze on a lion head wearing a crown!

Chapter 807: Jiabelin!

royal.

Wuming walked towards the door without stopping. It was drizzling at the moment, and the air was filled with a faint smell of grass. Not far away, the little yellow chickens had already set up umbrellas, and scattered ship girls were gathered under the umbrellas, looking at the glowing dock door.

Wuming took a rough look and found a few familiar faces among them.

Harman was very obsessed with Yorktown. She was muttering something towards the door with her eyes closed. Around her neck hung the amulet from the harbor shrine. She was repeating the name of Yorktown softly, which made Wuming feel embarrassed to tell her that unless Yorktown changed its nationality, it would definitely not be able to get out.

In addition to Haman, several small boats were also peeking out from under the umbrella, as if they also wanted to increase the number of their companions. Two sisters from the collapsed world also came over with expressions of watching the fun. Seven or eight command cats were being held tightly in the arms of a pair of hands with a bored look on their faces, and cat slave Bianca was enthusiastically squeezing and flattening the kittens.

"laugh......"

There was a slight sound of mist puffing out, and the door of the dock suddenly opened. In the thick mist, the outline of a petite figure became increasingly clear, and several things similar to ship equipment fell beside her.

As the dusk-like mist spread, the sound of light conversations like those of a young school could be vaguely heard in the clear sound of steam. Then the figure looked around and fixed his eyes on Wuming.

"Hey."

Mumbling quietly to himself, the figure adjusted the backpack behind him, picked up the things on the ground, and then trotted out of the mist.

"commander!"

With a loud and energetic shout, Wuming saw a purple-haired girl who was carrying a suitcase with a gun barrel sticking out of one side. The other hand was tightly holding the backpack strap. Her long ponytail was casually scattered. Under her lake green eyes was a rosy face. The beige JK school uniform made her look more energetic. Under the student skirt with a grid pattern was a pair of long and slender thighs. She was wearing round-toed leather shoes. She looked like a junior high school girl you would meet on the way to school.

"Welcome back, Javelin."

"Well, the javelin is back."

The javelin opened its eyes wide and looked around curiously.

"It's a little different from the port area in Javelin's memory. Commander, what's going on with the people around you? Why are they watching?"

The javelin with its own energy buff needs no introduction from Wuming at all. The first second she landed here, she naturally blended in and started to complain about the onlookers.

"Who's that yellow-haired guy over there? Is it a new ship? Why do you have so many command cats? Wouldn't one per team be enough?"

"Well, she just likes cats."

"What is Harman doing? Praying?"

"She hopes to get out of Yorktown, but anyone who appears in the dock is random, so it seems useless for her to do so."

"Hey, Akagi-senpai is here too, she's glaring at me, Commander!"

"Well, don't take it to heart. She glares at anyone who's next to me..."

Javelin threw a series of questions at Wuming, which was a bit overwhelming. When he thought about it carefully, there didn't seem to be many such energetic beauties in the port area at present.

"By the way, Commander, how many people have returned to the port area now?"

Javelin asked quietly.

"Well, less than fifty, which is less than before."

As Wuming spoke, he reached out and touched the Javelin's head. Although the Javelin was considered very powerful in the field of destroyers and some aircraft carriers, in Wuming's opinion, it was still at the level of a small fry.

"Well, in that case, doesn't that mean that the javelin can also be used to great effect?"

Javelin said excitedly.

"The Javelin has completed its transformation and breakthrough, becoming a level 120 big man. The golden torpedo is also at the maximum level. Before the commander's first fleet returns, let the Javelin protect the port area!"

Although the power of the port area has been greatly reduced now, it is also a good time for Javelin to be active!

Looking at the confident javelin, Wuming felt a little embarrassed.

"As for the protection of the port, I'll leave it to the Javelin, but we don't really need the First Fleet right now."

The so-called First Fleet is the first vacant position that can be pre-organized in the game, and there can be a maximum of six. Wuming usually reserves this position for the best-equipped team. As a top-level fleet, it naturally consumes a lot of resources. He doesn't care about the consumption like a dead fish. When the randomly mixed leveling team can't beat them, he will simply and rudely send the First Fleet to the battle, and it will be invincible.

As for the Gabelin in front of us, it is natural that she rarely has the opportunity to stay with the First Fleet. That is, when there was nothing at the beginning, this energetic girl would team up with Prince Eugen or the Portland sisters to act as the front row, and then the back row would be Enterprise or the Fox sisters. At that time, they would stumble over and still be a little scared. It is far from being like this now, with cross-team barrage, back-row nurses, and front-row shields fully prepared. Even a Brie can charge into the battlefield at will with sufficient protection.

"Hey, why is that?"

Javelin scratched his hair and said a little frustrated.

“Isn’t peace good?”

Wuming saw her pouting and couldn't help but reach out and touch her head. The girl rubbed her palm unconsciously.

"It's not bad, but if this happens, the commander won't be able to see the performance of the javelin, right?"

Javelin said sullenly.

"I thought it would open the commander's eyes. The commander spent so much time picking out equipment for me that time..."

Wuming was a little stunned when he heard this, but at this moment he was not the urban youth who was in sub-health state all year round. He recalled for a while and remembered that one time when he was bored, he clicked on the dock and accidentally saw the configuration of the Javelin. He found that this ship girl who had been with him for a long time was only level 98, with a mix of gold and purple equipment, making the red flashing heart seem to be mocking his conscience.

So, he spent some time reading the guide, synthesized the golden Tashkent gun, upgraded it to +13, upgraded the magnetic torpedoes to the maximum, replaced the anti-aircraft gun with the relatively better golden 113mm, and after filling up the equipment to make a lunch box, he saw some extra colored torpedoes and installed them on them, and then filled up the experience book. When everything was completed, what appeared in front of him was a lv120 javelin.

Perhaps, this period of time, which did not leave much impression on him, was the reason why Javelin was valued in his eyes.

However, even so, the era of destroyers has passed. Large ships in various senses have occupied the attention of players, and output capacity is no longer a value standard for a front row. The Javelin, the initial ship that Wuming spent a lot of effort on, appeared less and less in his eyes afterwards, just like those ship girls who had given him great help in the past, all disappeared from his memory with full-level equipment.

There was no longer even a single strike.

Chapter 808: Breaking Defense and the Female Pope

Wuming lowered his eyes with some guilt, and hugged the javelin, feeling a little confused.

"Sorry, Javelin, it's the commander's fault."

"Eh hey hey hey? Commander, what's wrong with you?"

His impulsive action made the angry Javelin embarrassed.

"Does the commander want to take the colorful torpedoes? Javelin doesn't care. Good equipment should be given to the best people!"

As he said this, Javelin felt Wuming hugging him even tighter.

"Difficult, could it be that, Commander, the equipment in the port area is so poor now?"

She scratched her cheek and said seriously.

"Well, take them all, there is still a javelin and a weapon that can be used!"

Wuming's heart was broken by what she said, and he was speechless.

"Hey, then..."

"You'd better say less."

Qiye walked over with a complicated expression and sighed in a subtle tone.

"If you keep talking, Wuming will be defeated."

Not only Wuming, she was worried that if Javelin said this, half of the port area would not be able to laugh.

"Eh? Did Javelin say anything excessive?"

Javelin looked so confused that it made Enterprise feel a little embarrassed.

"First of all, the warehouse in the port is still there, and everyone's equipment is generally sufficient. There is really no need to use your equipment. Besides, Wuming just suddenly felt guilty. Don't worry about him. He will feel warm in the sun."

Enterprise poked Wuming's arm with his finger, asking him to let go, and let Enterprise take the javelin of unknown origin.