Come and connect with me!

"It's better to get moving. The old-fashioned torpedoes can't keep up with me!"

Thinking of this, Suffolk slowly backed away from Zara, who looked at her without saying a word. It was not until Suffolk had retreated far enough that the red-haired ship girl raised the corners of her mouth and smiled for the first time.

"I won."

"Eh?"

Suffolk blinked and looked at her in confusion, and then the next second, a shield dropped from the sky to protect her. At the same time, a shocking explosion erupted under his feet!

Chapter 882: Go to Sardinia for tea

Torpedoes, artillery fire, bombing.

These are the three things that the Rubik's Cube ships like the most, but as I have said many times before, the damage range of these things is not small. Normal ship-mounted torpedoes are black-tech water bombs that can evaporate everything in a small range with one shot. Even if the artillery fire hits again, the effective damage range will not be less than 300 meters. As for bombing, it is a combat method that can only be used to the fullest when the distance is far enough.

For Zara, torpedoes are not used very often. After all, when facing miscellaneous soldiers, the rapier in her hand is enough to cut the mass-produced warships as easily as a hot knife through butter. Against humanoid enemies, the guidance effect of automatic torpedoes is useless. And as everyone knows, in this world, most of the Sirens are floating.

However, this time, using torpedoes as a tool to assist in combat was unexpectedly useful. She could understand Suffolk's situation very well. After all, the development of shield technology was relatively slow compared to weapon technology. Therefore, the vanguard ships had developed very good dodging and blocking techniques. They would not consume shields if they could avoid it. Shield technology like the Siren's, which could render conventional Rubik's Cube weapons ineffective just by standing still, was not something they could have imagined.

Therefore, facing her and torpedoes at the same time, and having his plane destroyed by anti-aircraft guns, Suffolk was under much more pressure than her, which reduced Suffolk's ability. On the contrary, Zara did not have so much psychological pressure and eliminated Suffolk with a simple move.

"Haha, that guy named Wuming is much more useful than I thought."

After getting rid of an enemy who was similar to herself, Zara's mood became much better. She waved to the confused Suffolk, who was dejected and obediently followed the Skyhawk's plane and retreated voluntarily.

Meanwhile, Wuming had already started chatting. To these experienced Rubik's Cube ships, after freeing up a fighting force like Zara, the outcome was already clear. At least under this circumstance, there was no problem with Wuming's equipment.

Sure enough, after Zara adjusted her state slightly, she found Atago nearby and quickly eliminated Atlanta with her. Then it was like a snowball, and she and Kaohsiung Zhengyi fought three against one and eliminated the unwilling Kinu. Finally, the three of them used radar scanning together to find the remaining three back rows in this small area, and eliminated them one by one. In the end, it was naturally a glorious victory.

When the two teams from the exercise returned, they saw Wuming and the other flagships having a pleasant conversation.

"As expected of you, Lord Wuming, you are truly a master of foresight. It's a pity that you only have one brain. Otherwise, I would really like to equip each member of our royal ship with one."

Sheffield complimented in a seemingly serious manner.

"Well, that's not necessary. Cube ships are more likely to fight in groups. This kind of situation that requires a one-on-one fight is still rare."

Wuming felt his scalp tingling at Sheffield's metaphor and could only smile awkwardly.

"Wow, even if Mr. Wuming has a thousand brains, he probably won't be willing to give advice on a specific ship."

Prince Eugen held his chin with one hand and glanced at Sheffield inadvertently. The latter's face darkened and he glared at Wuming again.

Wuming opened his mouth and was about to protest, but when he turned around, he found that Veneto had silently pulled up his collar, and Richelieu also raised the Bible he carried with him a little higher, just enough to cover his biological armor. When he saw Wuming looking at him, he seemed to move his body inadvertently to protect Jean Bart behind him.

However, not everyone was so wary of Wuming. Littorio looked like he had met a soulmate and silently gave Wuming a thumbs up.

"I will report the process of this exercise back to the Northern Alliance. Perhaps it will give scientists some new ideas for ship equipment development."

Aurora looked at the returning exercise team with a thoughtful look in her eyes.

Maybe the materials piled up are not enough, and we should also consider extreme situations such as single combat.

"Welcome back, everyone. Thank you for providing such a valuable exercise. The entire process of this exercise will be sent back. I think next time, your equipment will be adjusted more specifically."

Bunker Hill exclaimed.

"Thank you also to Mr. Wuming for your ideas and medical assistance."

She paused and looked at Wuming.

"Finally, after a brief run-in, the combined fleet will set out to attack the Siren Fortress. I hope that you, as a [Military Advisor], can continue to play a role, and the combined fleet will resolutely implement your [Suggestions]."

Bunker Hill said finally.

"This exercise ends here."

......

After the exercise, the biggest change Wuming felt was that this artificial island had become friendly.

Some ships that had been avoiding him began to welcome his arrival. Similarly, as the price of having their XP exposed, other ships changed their attitude towards him.

"It's that giant x maniac!"

"He seems to be looking over here..."

"It's so unbearable!"

When Wuming heard this, a cross popped up on his forehead. He glared over fiercely and saw the three familiar-looking Rubik's Cube ships running away in a hurry with their heads down.

"Hey, Mr. Wuming, why are you so rude to these flowery girls? This is not like the you I know."

Littorio walked over slowly, plucking a few wild flowers from the bushes on the roadside. After her skillful decoration, it soon became a natural bouquet.

"Give it to you as a gift for successfully completing the exercise."

The green-haired ship girl bowed slightly, acting like a prince. With her cool temperament, she was also a rare and generous beauty.

"Thank you. I would be more touched if you could pick the flowers where I can't see."

Wuming took the bouquet and held it in his hand, feeling a little bit fresh for a moment.

It is said that the only flowers most men will receive in their lifetime are those at their graves, so he is one of the few men who can receive flowers from women.

"That's difficult, because I prefer to use local materials, and there is no gift shop on this island, so, next time if there is a chance, I will make it up to you, Mr. Wuming."

Littorio shrugged in vain, his eyes fixed on Wuming.

"I'm very curious, Mr. Wuming, or rather, everyone wants to know whether your equipment combination is universal. Because in a battlefield with dense barrages of bullets, it is difficult to create a separate duel environment like before."

"I think this combination is more pleasing to the eye, and I also hope that the ships in the front row can play a greater role, rather than simply acting as shields and buffer zones. They can intercept aircraft and use slow torpedoes to create a favorable battlefield. All of these can be left to them."

Wuming thought for a while before giving this reply. He realized belatedly at this moment that in all his battles, or in other words, in the battles so far, there were very few highlight moments for the front row. Frederick the Great, Enterprise, and even Shinano and Yorktown were all back row ships with close combat capabilities. In other words, the legendary ships seemed to blur the concept of the front row and the back row, and were closer to the all-round type like Siren.

"Well, I personally agree with your point of view, but unfortunately the results of one exercise are not enough... Well, sorry, I don't doubt you, but this concept is somewhat contrary to the mainstream..."

Littorio pondered for a moment, spoke vaguely, and then when she saw Wuming waiting for her, she scratched her hair with some regret.

"I'm sorry to make you laugh. How about this, come to the Sardinian base and have a cup of tea together?"

Wuming looked at Littorio's armor, then thought of Zara, and immediately said with a serious face.

"Just a drink!"

Chapter 883: The Avengers and Reddy's Failure

"Hey, isn't this Mr. Wuming?"

Wuming and Littorio, both with righteous looks on their faces, came to the Sardinian base. As soon as they entered the door, they had the urge to turn around and leave. However, when he turned around, he saw Littorio smiling and taking a few steps back to make way, as if she had already prepared to let Wuming escape. However, her doing so made Wuming turn around hesitantly and greeted the Rubik's Cube ships on the grass of the Sardinian base.

"Hi."

Atlanta supported his chin with one hand, leaned back in a chair under a large parasol, and spoke quietly.

"Welcome to the Avengers."

Counterattack was also added later.

“We are the failed Reddy.”

Wuming scratched the back of his head with a dry laugh, looking at the six-man team that he had secretly defeated not long ago, and asked in a low voice.

"How come you are here?"

"Is it hard to understand? If you lose a fight, it's very embarrassing. If you go back, you will be punished!"

Atlanta sighed in distress, casually picked up the red teacup in front of him, took a small sip, and then let out a sigh mixed with satisfaction and guilt.

"I thought I was the only one who couldn't stand this, but I met Abercrombie on the road. She said she would stay outside for a while and go back after the storm died down. But this artificial island is so small that we can't hide for long. So I took her with me and planned to find a place to stay and get some food and drinks."

"It just so happens that I have the weakest feelings towards stray kittens, so I took them in, well, until their parents come to claim them."

Littorio rolled up her sleeves, revealing her white arms. She tilted the teapot on the dining table and poured out the boiling hot black tea.

"Well, Mr. Wuming, I think as a commander, you wouldn't be so afraid of your defeated general, right?"

Having said that, the green-haired Sardinian ship girl handed over a cup of black tea.

"Hey, hey, are you from that side?"

Like all extroverts, Littorio was popular, so Counterattack and Atlanta got furious almost instantly, staring at her as if they had seen a big traitor.

"I don't stand on that side either. The purpose of inviting Mr. Wuming here is to meet the future commander of the combined fleet. You don't need to attach too much importance to the outcome of an exercise. There are not so many restrictions on the real battlefield. Outside the Siren area, everyone has their own satellite navigation and precise guidance. The frigates in the front row have no way to deal with those aircraft that bypass them. If they rise to the stratosphere and then dive, Mr. Wuming's little tricks will be useless. But with this kind of reaction speed, I am still very sure that he has the ability to deal with a changing battlefield, and I am happy for it."

Littorio shrugged and looked toward a corner.

"What I mean is, if the two of you over there don't come, the snacks will be gone. The victory or defeat at the moment is not important. We must always look forward."

Wuming saw these two people as soon as he came in. One was the samurai girl Kinu with short silver hair, and the other was Suffolk who was defeated by the same color. Compared with the spirits when they first met, they did not look well now.

"Wow, it's already so late, who is still in the mood for snacks!"

Suffolk was about to cry as he said this, causing Abercrombie, who was chewing on mango mousse, to wipe the fruit crumbs from the corner of his mouth with a guilty look on his face.

"Sheffield is going to kill me. She will definitely deduct all my maid allowance. Woohoo! Without your Majesty's help, the island in the middle of the lake that I wanted to buy this year will have to be postponed until next year!"

Suffolk's words made the Kinu who was with her raise his eyebrows and stare at her in disbelief.

"Well, that's probably true, but Sheffield can't control me. I'm very familiar with the Vanguard, so they won't deduct my allowance for such a small matter. How about this, I happen to have some left over, so if you want that island, I'll help you out a little bit."

"And me, and me. Let Abercrombie come and help. I have all my money with Aunt Hood. She said the stock market seems to be rising somewhere. Anyway, I have no shortage of money!"

Abercrombie said vaguely, chewing the mousse in small bites. His nonchalant look made everyone look at him in surprise.

"Everyone......."

Suffolk burst into laughter immediately and looked at his two friends with a touched face.

"Damn it, you are so rich? If I had known, I would have asked for a higher price for the cake..."

Littorio clicked his tongue, bit his thumb subconsciously, and glanced at the rich loli with ill intent. He originally thought she was a stray cat, but who knew she was actually a wealthy young lady.

"No, you actually still charge money?"

Counterattack widened his eyes and quickly drank the tea in one gulp.

"Don't even think about getting a penny from us!"

"Tsk... Um, I, I was just kidding."

"If you're really joking, then just look at me and don't act like your conspiracy has been discovered!"

He counterattacked with an unhappy look on his face.

"Ahem, anyway, please enjoy the free, authentic, Sardinian-style afternoon tea."

Littorio looked at the three rich women unwillingly, and his words were intermittent as if they were being squeezed out of his throat.

"Oh, by the way, Guinu, look, Suffolk is happy now, don't be so stern."

Littorio was much calmer towards Kinu. After all, the ship girls of the Sakura Empire all depended on Nagato for their livelihood and lived a comfortable life. However, they were still far less generous than Her Majesty the Queen, who gave away a lot of things without any preparation, unlike Veneto, who was extremely poor.

"Huh, I have nothing to say about losing to Kaohsiung, but losing to a torpedo..."

Guinu glanced at Wuming and continued to be in seclusion.

"You should stay calm no matter who you lose to, Kiku. I am one of the few people in this world who has experience in commanding a combined fleet. I have a general understanding of your abilities. Your failure is not difficult to understand. Moreover, you didn't lose in a one-on-one duel, even in a 6-to-5 or 3-to-2 situation. If you can't accept such a failure, then what kind of failure can you accept?"

Wuming was watching when he felt a finger poking his arm gently. He moved his eyes and saw that Littorio was winking at him secretly.

"No, I, I just find it a little hard to understand..."

Guinu's attitude has loosened a little, but it is clear that he still needs to make more efforts.

"You always try your best to face everything, don't you? Since you have done your best, you should have no regrets. You can win again next time. I usually stay in my port area and don't go anywhere. You fought Kaohsiung in a dignified manner. The others, including Zara, also defeated their opponents in a dignified manner to come to support Kaohsiung and Atago. I don't think there is any need to question such a victory. Similarly, if you lose in this situation, no one can do anything about it. Don't put too much pressure on yourself."

As Wuming spoke, he recalled Guinu's voice, and bit by bit he pieced together a vivid image of her from these fragmented words.

Hearing this, Guinu looked at Wuming with a complicated expression, but finally nodded and stood up. He picked up a cup of black tea and drank it in one breath. Then, in everyone's surprised eyes, his face turned red little by little, and then he shouted.

"So hot!"

Borg's eyes widened as she stared. She touched the wall of the cup with her fingertips and said with admiration.

"You actually drank it all in one breath. Well, I've already been called a stubborn person, how come you're even more reckless than me!"

"Sorry, I want to be more generous..."

Guinu shrank her neck a little shyly, with a blush on her fair cheeks and her eyes wandering around aimlessly. She was obviously a rough woman who was not good at tasting tea.

"I am still very angry about that nameless guy, but since you have a way to deal with my carrier-based aircraft, you should be able to deal with the Siren's stuff as well. Next time on the battlefield, don't forget to use me well. Lord Borg also wants to show off!"

Borg straightened his baseball cap and said to Wuming.