Azur Lane: The Azure Life of the Tragic Admiral

If the opponent is a determined person, Yang Sikang will kill him with one shot.

If the opponent is a complete wimp, Yang will conduct some gentle questioning.

This man is almost in between the two. He is not a tough guy, but because of his identity he has a certain inexplicable persistence.

But with the right approach, his arrogance can be as fragile as a cookie fresh out of the oven.

Just like now, Yang Sikang knocked his pistol away, and then gently put his own pistol into his hand.

Although it seems like a superfluous act, it is precisely this that can further disrupt his thinking.

So, when the pistol was in hand, the young man collapsed.

In the blink of an eye, time came a week later.

The direct result of this battle was that this young man from the royal family was arrested and thrown into prison.

The pursuit of the clues he provided ended on the first day, but in the following days, almost all the available clues fell on him.

He took the blame.

Cleveland knows this, companies know this, and Yang Sikang also knows it. But no one would say anything more about it, because when he personally led people to attack Villa No. 2, his outcome was already doomed.

For a person who is bound to suffer, his so-called accomplices naturally don't mind putting all the blame on him.

It doesn't matter whether he admits it or not, no one cares about it.

The wreckage of the submarine and the cargo ship were salvaged, and the identities of those who attacked the villa were also found out.

A gray area company was closed down, but everyone knew that this company was just a glove under the real big companies.

The punishment appears to be quite severe, but in reality it is just a lot of noise but little action.

The biggest gain Yang Sikang got was probably the royal family's attitude towards this matter.

Because the ships used by the attackers used the mass-produced appearance of the Dido class, this was a humiliation for the Royal faction, which paid great attention to its external image.

The Royal Navy's ship girls and the government actually reached a consensus on this matter and put direct pressure on the White Eagle.

The shipyards that built those ships are not glove factories, but this production line is inappropriate after all.

After some discussion, Yang Sikang came to the conclusion that this matter might be minimized.

He doesn't understand political matters, and he is too lazy to care about how those people fight.

But he has not been idle these days. He has already made his own judgment about the mastermind behind that young man.

It is unrealistic to seek revenge directly, but there is no problem in causing trouble for the other party.

He hired two salvage teams and obtained the salvage rights through his connections with the port area. He salvaged all the contents from the ships.

As for traditional ships, there are too many things to refer to.

For example, those well-preserved cannons, shells and... control systems.

One ship was forced to land and is now docked at the port.

"Belfast, check the machine over there, too."

On the ship, Yang Sikang looked around with great interest. At this time, he was studying the command system on the ship in the command room.

These ships cannot be expected to carry the latest control systems, but they can serve as a reference for his research direction.

Most of the places on the ship have been inspected by him in the past few days, but it is a pity that deeper things require a lot of time and professional processing to see, and he does not yet have this ability.

"Commander, Commander, look at this!"

Javelin ran over excitedly with something in his hand, and when he reached the bottom of the stairs he jumped straight up.

Yang Sikang quickly caught the javelin and looked at what she was holding.

"what is this?"

The thing inside the harpooneer is a black cube with very low reflectivity. It's not light in the hand, and the surface has a matte-like texture, probably to avoid the problem of reflection.

It doesn't feel cold when you touch it, it looks like the surface is coated.

After looking around, Yang Sikang couldn't find any place like an interface.

Judging from the flower, it does look very similar to the Rubik's Cube. It's a pity that this thing is made of metal. Judging from its weight, there are probably other things inside it, but it is definitely not a special item like the Rubik's Cube.

"Javelin, where did you find this?"

"This is in the ammunition bin. There are ten of them in a box."

"Ten in a box?"

Yang Sikang raised his eyebrows:

“Is this a lot?”

"Quite a lot. When I came here, I had already found four boxes. Counterattack and Sheffield are still looking."

"A lot, and they're still in the ammunition depot?"

Yang Sikang looked at it carefully, but the six sides of this thing were the same and there was nothing special about it.

"interesting."

Yang Sikang looked at Belfast, who smiled slightly:

"I have already notified Counterattack. She will collect these things first. Miss Lin hasn't left Villa No. 72 yet. Maybe we can contact Miss Zhenhai through her."

"No, no need to contact Zhenhai."

Yang Sikang shook his head, his eyes slightly gloomy:

"We can solve this problem by ourselves. Besides, this has nothing to do with Donghuang."

The previous events had left a very bad impression on Yang Sikang from the people of Donghuang. Although they did not have sufficient conditions to do research on their own under the current circumstances, and Donghuang had such conditions because of Zhenhai, Yang Sikang still did not want to hand over the research to Donghuang.

Until the sources of these things are known, no one can tell how much research value they have.

It would be fine if it was credible, but if this thing was extremely valuable, he didn't want Donghuang to repeat what happened before.

Although Lin Shuqin and Zhenhai had repeatedly emphasized that those involved in the leak had been severely punished, and Sun Tong had also been punished, what did the specific circumstances have to do with him?

It was impossible for him to rush from Baiying to Donghuang just to confirm whether those people were punished. How would he know whether the so-called punishment was an actual situation or just verbal talk?

So, if you are not sure, don’t make a choice. This is his decision.

"Javelin, how did you find these things?"

"It's hidden right below the gunner's position. Move the gun away and you'll see a hole in the deck. These things are inside."

Yang Sikang smiled relaxedly:

"Take out one third and give it to the companies."

It is impossible to completely conceal this matter. All the living people on the ship have fallen into White Eagle's hands and are now being interrogated in the port.

It is only a matter of time before they reveal the existence of these things, and sooner or later the companies will come looking for him.

In this case, it would be better to hand it over and wait for the company to let someone do research on it. Besides, he thought that maybe this thing didn't need to be researched at all.

After handing over a part of it, the rest can be used as his bargaining chip.

If this thing is extremely valuable and is unlikely to be used on that kind of ship for this kind of mission, then the possibility of a company coming to Yang Sikang because of the value of this thing is relatively low.

But this thing must have some special function, so that he can make a deal with the royal family.

More importantly, this thing could serve as a stepping stone for him to contact other camps.

Belfast suddenly stopped and frowned slightly.

Yang Sikang looked over, and Belfast said:

"Master, a reporter came to the port and said he wanted to ask you a few questions."

"reporter?"

Yang Sikang felt something was a little strange, but then he thought that this might not be a bad thing.

He now needs a lot of things and a lot of things to do. Under this premise, he still has a lot of things to do, so he has a certain demand for fame.

And the royal family attaches great importance to these.

"Then let's meet."

When Yang Sikang got off the boat and came to the port reception room, the reporter there really surprised him.

To describe it in one simple sentence, it's probably like this: a blond doll.

"Well, what a beautiful person."

Javelin was a little dumbfounded, and Yang Sikang also came back to his senses because of her words.

Yeah, what a beautiful person.

He recited these words silently in his mind, smiled politely, and then stepped forward.

"Hello, I am Yang Sikang."

Chapter 112 Reporter Andy (2)

"Hello, Mr. Yang Sikang. My name is Andy. Thank you very much for accepting my interview."

Ms. Andy is indeed a very beautiful person, with fair skin, slightly wavy blonde hair, tall and curvy figure. Although not as eye-catching as Sirius and Mavis, her figure is very well proportioned.

It's not that one aspect is particularly outstanding, but her whole person looks very good from head to toe.

Maybe one single part of her isn't outstanding, but when you put them all together, she has the kind of beauty that even the ship girls would envy.

Her clothing strikes a perfect balance between being decent and seductive. It is pleasing to the eye, but not vulgar. It complements her own relaxed and confident feeling.

"Ms. Andi, you don't have to be so polite. I'm just an ordinary commander. I'm very surprised to have the opportunity to be interviewed."

"Haha, Commander Yang, you are really polite. Even a reporter like me has heard of your name, and I'm sure my colleagues have come to visit you many times. It seems that I am lucky enough to meet you."

The two exchanged a few brief words and the topic quickly got to the point.

Andy's questions were very ordinary. There were no difficult questions, nor any sensitive issues involved.

All the troubles that Yang Sikang had caused before, as well as things that he was suspected of being involved in, were not involved at all, which surprised Yang Sikang.

For journalists, those things should be pretty good topics.

"Then the next question is, Commander Yang, how did you achieve a construction success rate that far exceeds that of others? As far as I know, in the various ports of White Eagle today, the average construction success rate is less than 10%, and within a year, the number of ship girls around you has exceeded that of most people."

"Learn about the prototype ships of the ships you want to build, learn about their own deeds, and then strengthen your will and determine your own goals."

Andy's eyes flashed slightly, and the pen in his hand paused for a moment before he started writing quickly again.

"So, what do you think of the Sirens?"

Yang Sikang raised his eyebrows:

"From now on, the Sirens are the enemy of all our commanders and shipgirls. They are powerful and have a technology level that exceeds ours, and so far we don't even know their origins."

"I see. So you also think that we should..."

"After all, I haven't communicated with them yet, right?"

Andy stopped writing, she looked up at Yang Sikang in confusion, and closed her notebook.

"You mean to say that you wish to communicate with the Sirens, right?"

"If it is possible to communicate, however, any communication is based on the premise that both parties are willing to communicate. Moreover, I think the use of force is also part of the premise."

Andy laughed:

"You are right. Military strength is also part of the premise. So I can understand that you will focus on building ships to improve your military strength next, right?"

"There are more ways to improve military strength than just building new ships, and it would be too unfair to the shipgirls if they built ships based on improving military strength."

Yang Sikang shook his head. This answer aroused Andy's interest. She reopened her notebook and heard Yang Sikang say:

"For example, upgrading ship equipment is also a way to increase military strength."

Andy looked up again.

The topic then returned to the previous rhythm. After some communication, Andy stood up with satisfaction, saluted and said goodbye to Yang Sikang.

After seeing off the reporter, Yang Sikang did not leave in a hurry. Instead, he sat in his previous position, silently looking at the chair where Andy had just sat.

"Master, is there something wrong with that lady?"