Elder brother's garrison

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After all... Admiral Shen Yu's world ranking is only in the thirties.

This ranking is indeed excellent on a global scale, but unfortunately, when it comes to salvaging ship girls, there are plenty of admirals who are better than Shen Yu.

Ultimately, only the strongest can obtain salvaged ship girls.

In the minds of most admirals, the person who truly has the potential to defeat the salvaged ship girls should indeed be one of the top ten admirals. As for the other admirals, to put it bluntly, those who challenge the salvaged ship girls are simply there to join in the excitement and create a spectacle, aside from their own belief in their own victory.

After all, the difference in strength between the top ten admirals and other admirals is like an endless chasm.

"Ah...he's gone far away." Admiral Lian sighed and shook her head as she watched Admiral Haoding's retreating figure. "That Haoding is really something...he could have gathered more information about the battle to salvage the ship girls, which would have been more advantageous in the upcoming battle, but he just set off without waiting. It was the same with the last time the top ten admirals went on a group mission. Why is he always so reckless?"

"That's how it is with Admiral Haoding..." Xiaobai said with an awkward smile.

"Little cutie, do you think Admiral Haoding can beat the salvaged ship girl?" Admiral Lian turned to look at Xiaobai.

"Uh... well..." Xiaobai's eyes turned to the side, and she raised her hand to scratch her cheek. "Hmm... Admiral Haoding's ship girl strength is considered very strong even among the top ten admirals, right?"

“Yes, if we only consider the strength on paper, Haoding’s naval base can be said to be the strongest naval base below the newbie naval base.” Admiral Lian sighed helplessly and shrugged his shoulders. “It’s a pity that Haoding is like this… Little cutie, you know him, he never deliberately pursues his naval base’s ranking.”

“Indeed…” Xiaobai nodded.

"So, little cutie, do you think Haoding can beat the salvage ship girl?" Admiral Lian asked again.

"...Well..." Xiaobai hesitated after hearing Admiral Lian's words, then could only smile helplessly towards the sea. "As for me... well, I wish Admiral Haoding a victory..."

Xiaobai did not answer Admiral Lian's question.

But Xiaobai's words are no different from an answer.

Admiral Lian looked at the back of Xiaobai's head, nodded thoughtfully, and gazed at the sea.

……

On the sea.

Montana sat on the ship's rigging, which had transformed into the shape of a cannon, with her hands supporting the metal barrel beneath her buttocks and her legs dangling in the air.

The sea breeze made Montana's trench coat flutter loudly.

"Hmm... It's been nine minutes and thirty-one seconds since I defeated that group of two hundred ship girls." Montana looked around at the water and muttered to himself, "Before, these ship girl teams were afraid that I would rest. As soon as I defeated one team, a second team would immediately jump out to challenge me. Now that it's suddenly quiet, I'm not used to it."

The sea breeze blows.

Montana's beige twin ponytails fluttered in the wind.

Montana's mechanical legs shook violently twice.

"Sigh... Could it be that I just defeated two hundred ship girls in one go, scaring these challengers away?" Montana belatedly realized, muttering to himself as he looked at the nearby sea. "...Hmm...If I had known that was the case, I would have been slower just now."

Montana was talking to himself.

Suddenly, the sea breeze blowing on Montana's face changed direction.

As if drawn by a sudden opportunity, Montana turned her head and looked towards the horizon.

"what……"

Montana looked at the horizon and a smile appeared on his face.

Under Montana's watchful gaze, a squadron of heavily armed ship girls slowly emerged from the waves of the sea, steadily and swiftly approaching his direction. Sunlight shone behind the ship girls, and their ship equipment refracted colorful rainbows like prisms, glittering and sparkling.

"Finally, someone's here..."

Montana's swaying legs finally stopped.

Montana murmured softly, then gently exerted force with the arm supporting her on the ship's cannon, and lightly jumped down from it. She then reached out and beckoned to the ship's cannon behind her. A series of creaking mechanical sounds rang out, and the ship's rigging shrank from its giant cannon form back into two large, symmetrical cuboids, which quickly returned to Montana's back.

Montana smiled as he waited for the ship girls to approach.

The fleet of ship girls that appeared on the other side of the horizon also sailed up in front of Montana at this moment. They all stopped outside the battle warning line, and everyone locked their firm and serious eyes on Montana's figure.

"Are you the next group of ship girls to challenge me?"

Montana asked the ship girls from afar.

"Salvage ship girl, it's an honor to fight you. We are the first assault team of Haoding Garrison!"

Montana responded with a dignified, clear voice that exuded both elegance and heroism.

From the ranks of ship girls, a long-haired ship girl with gray-black hair stepped out and called out to Montana from afar.

Montana stared at the leading ship girl, his gaze lingering on her long yellow dress and the eye-catching ship rigging that resembled a sword and shield.

“Yeah, me too.” Montana said to the ship girls from afar. She turned her gaze back and glanced around the fleet in front of her. “This time it’s back to a normal six-person team. It seems… you’ve finally given up on using your numerical advantage to defeat me? I’m fine with whatever you do. Let’s get started.”

After Montana finished speaking, she silently assumed a battle-ready stance for the ship girl squad.

However, what happened next surprised Montana.

After Montana accepted the challenge, she was surprised that the ship girl team in front of her did not launch an attack immediately. The ship girl who had been standing at the front of the team continued to ask Montana questions.

"Salvage ship girl, you've just finished a battle against two hundred ship girls. Do you need to rest now?"

"Ok?"

"If you need to rest, we can wait until you've recovered your strength before continuing the challenge," the long, gray-black-haired ship girl called out to Montana. "If you need repair supplies or combat resources, we can provide them as well!"

“No need.” Montana shook his head and replied to the ship girls in the distance, “You ship girls are quite strange. The previous teams were all afraid that I would recover my strength and wanted to slowly wear me down through a series of battles, but you all wanted me to rest well and even replenish my ship equipment resources before fighting. Are you confident that you can defeat me and therefore genuinely pity me? It doesn’t matter if you don’t do that. No matter who it is or what the situation is, as long as a ship girl can defeat me, I will go with that ship girl’s admiral.”

"No, you misunderstood."

"?"

"I'm not confident I can defeat you! But I hope you can fight us with all your might!" the long, gray-black-haired ship girl shouted, raising her sword and shield rigging high. "If we defeat you by taking advantage of your weakness, then even if you acknowledge it, this battle will be meaningless to us!"

"What a strange challenger. Won't your admiral be angry about your actions of unilaterally lowering your chances of winning battles?"

"What you just said is what our admiral meant!"

"……oh……"

Montana stared at the ship girl with long gray-black hair, looking into her eyes. After a few seconds, she nodded slightly.

Enjoy the battle with all your might...

It was a one-time chance to fight, and it was used like this.

This is really...

It seems that among the ship girls of this era, there are quite a few passionate people.

Montana thought to himself.

Chapter 2973 The Power of Technology!

Montana's gaze as she watched the ship girl formation changed; she became much more interested.

"What's your name?" Montana asked the ship girl with long gray-black hair from afar.

This was the first time in the entire morning of battle that Montana had become curious about the name of a ship girl.

"Elizabeth." The ship girl with long, gray-black hair pointed her longsword at the sea and replied loudly without changing her expression, "I am HMS Queen Elizabeth, the lead ship of the Elizabeth-class battleships!"

“Good name.” Montana nodded. “Elizabeth, I have a question for you.”

"Excuse me."

"In your naval base, is there a ship girl with damaged ship equipment, but a beautiful high ponytail, a petite figure, and a rather large chest?" Montana asked Elizabeth while gesturing to her chest. "Or, even if she's not from your naval base, do you know this ship girl?"

“…?” Elizabeth thought for a moment.

To be honest, the moment Montana mentioned the snow-white high ponytail and petite figure, Elizabeth inexplicably pictured an admiral.

That was an admiral whom Elizabeth would never forget.

At the same time, she is also someone who has done her naval base a great favor, and is a human friend whom Elizabeth wholeheartedly acknowledges and admires.

but……

Aside from her beautiful white hair and petite figure, which match the description of the ship girl who was just salvaged, the rest of her ship equipment was damaged, and the description of her large size completely contradicted the image of Elizabeth in my mind.

Let's put aside the question of whether it's big or not.

That admiral... is human, she doesn't have ship equipment.

Thinking of this, Elizabeth shook her head.

“Our naval base does not have any ship girls that match your description, and I do not know any ship girls with these characteristics,” Elizabeth replied.

“Oh, that’s a pity,” Montana said.

Since the naval base in front of me is not with the ship girl named Patchina from last night, then no matter how interested I am in them, they can only be passersby in my life.

Regrettably.

But at the same time, I am also very much looking forward to seeing what kind of place the naval base that can cultivate such ship girls will be.

"I don't need any rest, nor do I need to replenish resources for the time being." With this thought, Montana interrupted her thoughts and said loudly to Elizabeth and the fleet behind her, "The initiative in the battle is yours. Let the battle begin."

"Roger that!"

Elizabeth received Montana's message, but instead of making any pretentious demands, she returned to the ship girls' ranks, still holding her ship equipment.

Among the ship girls, they all assumed fighting stances towards Montana.

The sea breeze is still howling.

But for some reason, the wind pressure around us gradually became somewhat low.

Montana raised his hand and gently pressed on the headdress by his ear. Instantly, a dark green chip popped out from the headdress and stood horizontally in front of Montana's right eye.

"Level 3 environmental analysis activated, automatic aerial patrol and detection system activated, environmental interference eliminated, combat evaluation system activated, remote target acquisition mode deactivated, combat jacket life thermostat temporarily deactivated, semi-automatic combat mode activated, attack trajectory prediction system activated, overclocking mode 150%..." Montana muttered to herself, her blue trench coat gradually radiating a technologically advanced light, and the exoskeleton covering her legs hissing out steam.

A wave, carried by the sea breeze, gently lapped against Montana's legs.

Then, in the midst of the ship girl formation before her, Elizabeth raised her ship equipment high and waved it at Montana from a distance.

boom! ! !

Fierce fireballs, like a series of meteors, were launched one after another, heading towards the sea where Montana was located.

Montana bent down rapidly.

Her legs made a hissing sound, followed by a powerful burst of air gushing out from them.

"Artillery trajectory prediction, shell quantity x12, evasion routes summarized, optimal route selected, fully automatic evasion success rate 98.7%, semi-automatic evasion probability 100%"

A string of information flashed through Montana's combat lenses.

In an instant, Montana moved with lightning speed, dodging the first few shells fired.

Boom!

The shells splashed up sprays of water on the sea behind Montana.

Montana had just emerged from the sea bombardment, and before she could even stop her rapid pace, a string of data flashed across her combat glasses once again.

"Main target has detected carrier-based aircraft. Bomb navigation has been automatically activated. Evasion routes have been compiled and the optimal route has been selected. Fully automatic evasion probability is 100%. It will automatically evade for you!"

Montana raised his gaze and glanced at the sky.

Sure enough, amidst the recent roar, several carrier-based aircraft had already secretly taken to the sky and, amidst the booming of artillery fire, occupied the top of Montana.

Several shells fell from the sky.

Montana smiled.

These ship girls... they may be passionate, but their fighting style isn't exactly stupid...

Montana's figure continued to flash, easily dodging the overhead artillery fire.

However, just as Montana twisted the bomb and sped away from the spot, before he could even hear the bomb's sound behind him, a figure appeared in front of him at lightning speed.

Montana looked in surprise.

The figure that appeared before Montana wielded a dazzling sword and shield, the greatsword swirling with a heavy wind in Montana's eyes before slashing towards Montana's face.

"I knew you'd dodge this way!"

Elizabeth unleashed a massive sword sweep, aiming a blow at Montana's face.

"It even has melee combat capabilities... This ship equipment."

Montana felt a fleeting surge of emotion as he watched the giant sword swing towards him.

For some reason, she suddenly remembered the military knife that had almost pierced her throat and taken her life last night under the moonlight.

Although he wasn't sure of the difference in power between this melee weapon and that military knife... in any case, Montana really didn't want to get entangled with a melee weapon whose capabilities he didn't know any better.