Azur Lane: The Azure Life of the Tragic Admiral

This answer did not satisfy Yang Sikang, but he was not the kind of fool who would insist on getting to the bottom of the matter.

"But I didn't expect you to be so anxious to meet me this time."

Li Futao's words brought Yang Sikang back to his senses. He sighed and shook his head helplessly:

"I also want to be calmer, but too many things happen, and things never go the way I want them to."

Yang Sikang took this opportunity to talk about what had happened recently and his own plans.

Since the two of them were not even in the same world, he naturally had no worries when talking about his ideas and plans.

Li Futao is an excellent listener, but he is more than just a listener.

After knowing Yang Sikang's plan, he raised his eyebrows:

"Don't you already have a solution to the problem?"

"But even if everything goes well with the arrangements for this trip to Donghuang, it can only solve some of the less important problems. The core issues are still not touched at all."

"It's not good to be too anxious. According to what you said, you should have plenty of time to slowly plan the details later."

At this point, Li Futao placed his ten fingers on both hands together, rhythmically touching his fingertips against each other, and asked thoughtfully:

"By the way, when will you have your own port? Or, have you heard about the appearance of the Purifiers in your home port?"

Yang Sikang frowned, shook his head and replied:

"No. I can't get any information about high-level Sirens here. It will take me more than two years to get my own port."

After a pause, Yang Sikang asked:

"Are you interested in sirens?"

Li Futao shook his head but did not answer the question.

The subsequent communication seemed particularly calm. Unlike the last time they met, when they were very direct, this time Li Futao seemed absent-minded after Siren's question, and Yang Sikang always felt that the answer he gave seemed to make him a little anxious.

Even so, Li Futao still gave a lot of advice. As a person who had nothing to do with Yang Sikang's world, the opinions he put forward always gave Yang Sikang some different perspectives on things.

Yang Sikang suspected that this might be related to Li Futao's ultimate purpose of making a deal with him, and he silently took note of the matter.

In any case, when he woke up, the box containing the two mind cubes that he had held in his hand before going to bed had disappeared, and was replaced by the extremely clear contents of the documents in his mind.

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Time goes back to the present, the same time Belfast and the others arrived in Donghuang.

While washing up in the morning, Yang Sikang organized his thoughts in his mind.

Later, when he came out of the bathroom, the smell of meat was already wafting from the first floor.

The fragrance wafted from the kitchen, and when Yang Sikang walked over, he found Javelin was making breakfast.

The breakfast was quite rich, but not too much trouble. A glass of milk, two slices of bread, an omelette, sausage in the pot, and jam on the side.

Milk and bread were ordered through Herman's introduction, and were delivered to the storage box at the door every morning. The sausages and jams were made by Yang Sikang himself. Although they were not as delicious as those smoked sausages that had been smoked for a long time, they were meaty and the taste was more in line with his and Javelin's preferences.

The jam was made by Javelin, who only provided verbal instructions. The blueberries he happened to buy were used, and the taste was sweet, but it went well with the toasted bread.

As the previous incident has gradually passed, Yang Sikang and Javelin have been going out frequently in recent days.

Javelin was happy that his skills could be put to good use, but Yang Sikang knew that this was just the calm before the storm.

The three-way conflict between Azur Lane, the White Eagle Navy, and politicians had been accumulating for a long time, and the previous incident in which he was shot in the construction room became a fuse.

Although the powder keg has not exploded completely yet, no one can guarantee where the fuse will burn.

However, it is foreseeable that this disturbance will not cause too strong a conflict. Instead, it will soon enter a period of time when both sides will be extremely restrained.

After all, with the threat of the Sirens outside, once the White Eagle government is over, the navy will inevitably choose to restrain itself and retreat.

The possibility of the ship girls doing more pursuit is very low.

This is not just speculation, but something that has happened several times before.

Since the previous results were so highly consistent, this time will definitely be no exception.

Breakfast was processed rather slowly, mainly because neither of them had anything urgent to do, so it was naturally slower to enjoy breakfast while chatting.

As usual, after breakfast, the two of them strolled slowly along the road along the shore and came to the area where they often stayed.

But what was surprising was that the people waiting here today were the Stock family.

"Herman, Emma, ​​are you taking the kids out to play today?"

Seeing Yang Sikang and Javelin, the two children were the first to greet them happily.

The brother and sister had already changed into their swimsuits and were holding toy shovels and buckets for building sand castles, and there seemed to be other things inside.

Javelin also responded politely, but today Yang Sikang, contrary to his usual behavior, did not let her go over and play with the two children.

Herman also noticed this, and the words he was about to say suddenly changed:

"I just got a nice bottle of red wine from someone. Would you like to come to our house for dinner later? You know, kids won't want to waste their lunch time at home during their vacation."

"Of course, Hermann. I'll have to prepare some snacks. See you tonight?"

"See you tonight, Yang."

Yang Sikang turned around with the javelin and walked to the other side. Emma turned around and looked at her husband with her two children in confusion.

Herman shook his head slightly, turned his head and motioned for the siblings to follow Mr. Burton to the beach first, and then said to Emma:

"We need to prepare something richer for dinner. Do you have any good ideas?"

The couple's topic naturally turned to dinner dishes, and while talking about these, they walked towards the children.

After they left, several people who had been making phone calls on the side of the road or reading the notices posted on the wall looked in the direction of the Stock family, and then quickly chased in the direction Yang Sikang and Javelin left.

A few minutes later, a metal baseball bat suddenly swung out from a street corner and hit the leader's head, causing his head to tilt. Then the body was grabbed by someone, and then dense, large-caliber bullets brutally tore the remaining people to pieces.

Yang Sikang threw the corpse in his hand aside and carefully examined every thing that could still be called a corpse.

These people did not have anything on them to prove their identity, and each of them only carried a pistol with a silencer.

The pistol and silencer are both crudely made homemade products, but the bullets inside are of very high quality - RIP, commonly known as shrapnel bullets.

There was nothing worthy of much attention about these people after all the surviving bullets were removed from the gun chamber and magazine.

Yang Sikang casually threw it into a bag that originally contained melon seeds, and then handed it to Javelin.

Ten minutes later, law enforcement officers finally arrived at the scene.

But what was ridiculous was that the people from the port area arrived faster than the people from the police station just a few hundred meters away.

The leader of the port area frowned when he saw Yang Sikang. When the police came over, they ignored the corpse on the ground and walked straight towards Yang Sikang.

The people here in the port area are from the defense forces, and most of them are professionals who are responsible for the port area’s outer security tasks.

The leader walked straight in front of the police, took out his ID and stuffed it into the other party's hand without saying a word, and then started negotiations.

Yang Sikang checked the scene as if no one was around to see if there was anything missing, and the muzzle of the Javelin's naval gun kept those policemen who were trying to draw their guns in check.

"Commander Yang, I'm afraid you have to go back now. If there is anything you need to buy, please contact the person in charge for help with the purchase. Please..."

"No hurry, I found something interesting. Javelin, show this gentleman the bullet."

Javelin took the bag out of his pocket and handed it to the man. The latter opened the bag in confusion and his eyes widened instantly.

“Sir, I think even if you haven’t seen it with your own eyes, you at least recognize this special bullet, right?

There's nothing of value on these bodies, so my advice is don't waste your time. But these bullets, I think I deserve an explanation."

After saying that, Yang Sikang glanced at the policemen with ugly faces, then walked away with his javelin.

When he turned his back to the crowd, Yang Sikang's eyes were full of murderous intent.

If he had not been familiar with the people who frequented the area and had not been keenly aware of those who were unusual, a bullet like RIP would have been quite terrifying when it hit him.

This special bullet has 8 triangular shrapnel on the top. It not only has excellent penetrating power, but also explodes like a flower after entering the human body, creating a huge and complex cavity in the body.

A direct hit without protection can basically result in immediate death.

Fortunately, he was decisive enough. After discovering that these people had no normal equipment, he realized that there was a problem with their ammunition and directly fired the javelin.

12.7mm anti-aircraft machine gun flat shooting, this thing is not something that ordinary humans can resist! With the ship-mounted capabilities of the Javelin, the barrage of bullets fired can completely cover them in less than a second.

Resist? If anyone has the ability, just try to resist!

Chapter 56 Good doctor, no problem doctor.

Similar things have happened several times in the more than a month since they left Belfast. At this point, this little episode has not even affected Yang Sikang's established plan.

After leaving the bloody scene, he calmly took his javelin to the supermarket, bought a lot of things, and then slowly returned home.

Apart from the first attack in the construction room, no one succeeded afterwards, but this was also due to the means Yang Sikang prepared for the javelin.

Let the Javelin replace the original anti-aircraft gun with a 12.7mm anti-aircraft machine gun, and then use this thing to shoot directly at the ground.

This thing is incredibly effective, and there's no enemy that can't be dealt with with just one volley of fire.

If there is, then shoot him with a 76mm cannon.

Although the 76mm cannon caused considerable damage to the buildings and resulted in high compensation, this had nothing to do with Yang Sikang.

As for what happened between Azur Lane and the White Eagle Navy, that was not something he could interfere with.

In the evening, Yang Sikang arrived at the gate of the Stock family's house as promised and was warmly received.

"I heard about what happened this morning, Yang. Are you sure you only need Miss Javelin's escort? You know, I can arrange for a few security personnel for you."

"Don't worry so much, Herman."

Yang Sikang smiled nonchalantly:

“Those who are coming now are desperate criminals who value money over their lives, and they don’t even have any decent weapons.

These people can do nothing but die. The police should feel the pressure. Sooner or later, they will help us to lodge a protest with the Navy."

"Oh, for God's sake."

Herman shook his hands helplessly and said with a wry smile:

"I never thought I'd be involved in something so...dangerous, Yang."

"There's always a first time for everything, Hermann. Like I said, you're not in any danger."

"But it won't be okay if something happens to you, Yang!"

"Well, Herman. Believe me, this matter won't bother us for long. Compared with this little thing, how is our plan going?"

Speaking of the plan, Hermann raised his eyebrows and smiled happily.

"Great, Yang! I think I have to admit that the workers from Donghuang are always more reliable than others when it comes to construction!"

Hermann came over excitedly and said in a low voice:

"When I went to inspect the project, I couldn't believe my eyes. It was a three-story underground building, and they only took one and a half months to complete it, without even any overtime!"

"That's what I'm saying, Herman. With the same salary, Donghuang's construction company can always do things that those guys with only alcohol and drugs in their blood can't do.

But because of this, Donghuang's construction company is not doing very well here. You know what I mean, Herman."

"Of course, Yang! No businessman can refuse such a reliable construction company. I should really give them a banner! Donghuang often does this, right?"

"No, it means nothing to them. We just need to follow the plan now. When the fleet returns, you will be satisfied with our first harvest. Besides, this is just the beginning, Hermann."

The next morning, the drunk Yang Sikang rarely got up until noon. After a simple lunch, he went to the hospital in the port area again with Javelin.

When he arrived at Mavis' office as familiarly as usual, Ms. Mavis, who seemed to be in a good mood, immediately frowned.

For her, who normally didn't even use perfume, the remaining smell of alcohol from Yang Sikang obviously made her very unhappy.

"You were attacked yesterday morning, and you were still drunk at night. Are you used to being attacked?"

"I'm sorry, Miss Mavis. But I can't help it. I talked to a friend about something. So, will the examination go on as usual?"

"Of course, make your own preparations. That's the old rule."

"Good good."

He had to come to the hospital for regular check-ups every few days. This was the rule Mavis set for him.

On the surface, this was to prevent his previous wounds from not fully recovering and leaving hidden injuries, but in fact, Mavis simply wanted to collect changes in his physical data.

Until now, the person who knows most of Yang Sikang’s secrets is Mavis in front of him.