Elder brother's garrison

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As Xiaobai shook her head, she walked to the edge of the water and took out a basket from her ship's equipment space.

Xiao Bai hung the basket on his arm, lifted the curtain, and glanced inside—the basket contained sandwiches, cookies, jam, chocolate, walnuts, peanuts, and other snacks. Xiao Bai had asked the cafeteria to prepare this for him that afternoon; in a sense, it was an American-style lunch.

As a ship girl, Montana's condition is not affected by whether she eats or not.

But she's a girl, all alone on the cold sea for so long. I can't do anything else for her, but it would be good to bring her some food.

Maybe after eating my lovingly prepared lunch, she'll be so touched that she'll just come home with me... Just kidding.

With that thought in mind, Xiaobai walked onto the sea with her basket.

Montana was not hard to spot.

Before coming to the 8-2 area, Xiaobai browsed the Admiral Forum. The forum said that after Montana accepted the challenge of the last team of ship girls, she just rested on the spot.

The night was dark, and the sea breeze was cold and strong.

The sea breeze whooshed into Xiaobai's basket, making it rattle loudly, as if it might sweep it away.

Xiao Bai quickly pressed down on the basket.

Following the direction in his memory, Xiaobai headed towards the place where Montana had accepted the challenge. Sure enough, not long after, he saw a familiar figure on the surging sea.

Under the moonlight, a ship girl wearing a high-tech coat stood on the water like a sculpture, her back to Xiaobai. The sea breeze made her coat flutter, and her two beige twin tails swayed in the air as if dancing.

"Montana! I brought you food and a bottle of wine!"

When Xiaobai saw Montana, he quickly raised his hand and called out.

"Well?"

Montana turned around and looked at Little White.

The moment Montana turned around, Little White saw Montana's current appearance and immediately froze on the spot.

"Hey? Montana, you..."

When Montana turned around, she was holding a plate of golden and crispy squirrel-shaped mandarin fish, with two fist-sized rice balls, each with two bites on top, on top of the fish. She seemed to be enjoying it quite a bit.

Eh?

The food in Montana... is that good?

Xiao Bai stood there, stunned, staring blankly at Montana.

“Patchina?” Montana finally recognized Little White’s face. She waved to Little White with the chopsticks in her hands and immediately put on a very friendly smile. “I’ve been waiting for you for a long time. You’ve finally arrived.”

"Uh..." Xiaobai blinked, subconsciously pressing down on the basket in her hand, and slowly walked up to Montana. Looking at the fish in Montana's hand, she swallowed hard. "You... are you having dinner?"

“I guess you could call it a late-night snack.” Montana nodded, raising the plate in her hand and praising, “The food in your time is delicious.”

"...Where did this come from?"

“They were all sent by the admirals here.” Montana put down the food in her hand, then pointed behind her and said with a smile, “These admirals are very kind. Before leaving tonight, they asked their respective ship girls to send me a lot of supplies.”

Xiao Bai looked in the direction Montana pointed.

Good guy.

Not far from Montana, a large yacht was floating.

The yacht was decorated with all sorts of things.

Even from Xiaobai's angle, she could see the yacht's deck laden with a vast array of food, a veritable Manchu Han Imperial Feast. At a glance, there was Chinese food, French food, Italian food, Japanese food, snacks, and all sorts of exotic fruits. Besides food, there were also blankets, tents, various kinds of clothing, computers, tablets, mobile phones, all kinds of comic books, music players, potted plants, and works of art...

Montana's life seems better than most of the ship girls in Chapter 8...

Thinking of this, Xiao Bai suddenly looked down at the basket on his arm.

Compared to these supplies... my homemade lunch seems a little... um... embarrassing...

"Hmm? You brought supplies to see me too?"

As Xiaobai was thinking, Montana's question suddenly rang in his ears.

Xiao Bai turned his head and saw Montana holding half a fragrant squirrel-shaped mandarin fish, bending down and bringing his face close to Xiao Bai's basket.

Xiao Bai immediately covered the basket and took two steps back.

“Patchina?” Montana was stunned and looked at Little White with curiosity.

"Uh...this...this is...I...I ate it myself...no, no, no...it wasn't for you..."

Xiao Bai stammered, his head covered in sweat.

What should I do...?

I'm a complete novice when it comes to gift-giving.

Little White Roll is no match for the other admirals.

Chapter 2984 Montana's Gift

makes sense.

If even Xiaobai thought of sending Montana some food to win her favor, then among all the admirals in Chapter 8, who wouldn't have thought of that?

These people are all very shrewd.

Too curly.

It's so curly.

I seriously lack common sense in the field of gift-giving, and I'm not competitive at all compared to other admirals in the same field.

Thinking of this, Xiaobai hugged her basket, feeling the cold wind blowing on her face, and tears welled up in her eyes.

“Pachina, you’re really something. Everyone else comes ashore to bring me things, but you’re different. You brought food all the way to sea just to eat it for me to see.” Montana smiled after hearing Xiaobai’s explanation. She didn’t have any doubts or complaints. She just found it amusing and said this to Xiaobai.

"This...uh..."

Xiao Bai, holding the basket, could only give an awkward smile.

Montana picked up the half-eaten squirrel-shaped mandarin fish and took another bite.

The crisp, crunching sound is accompanied by a sweet, sour, and savory aroma.

The aroma of the food was so clear, even on the cold sea surface.

Although the idea of ​​sending lunch to Montana ultimately failed, from another perspective, with so many admirals providing material support to Montana, even giving away a yacht, Xiaobai at least no longer has to worry about how hard Montana's life on the sea will be.

Think of this.

Xiao Bai convinced himself to relax, and the arm holding the basket felt a little lighter.

“Speaking of which, Montana,” Xiaobai said, gazing at the yacht in the distance.

"Ok?"

"Wasn't the place where you were born the deepest part of the 8-4 sea area?"

"Yes."

"I remember you used that place as a temporary base before?"

"Yes."

"If that's the case, why did you suddenly run out from there?"

Xiao Bai asked Montana the question that had always been on his mind.

Montana smiled slightly at Xiaobai's question.

"That's because... I'm very free."

"...Very free?"

"Yes."

"Uh... in the depths of sea area 8-4, doesn't a group of sea bosses spawn every few hours?" Xiaobai asked doubtfully. "Even if you clear out the deep-sea fleets at a fast pace, shouldn't you be very busy?"

“That’s true.” Montana grabbed a rice ball, took a bite, puffed out his cheeks, and said with a smile, “But as I defeated those deep-sea bosses time and time again, the respawn time of the sea bosses gradually increased. In the end, I stayed for a whole night, and they didn’t reappear until dawn.”

Montana's speech was exceptionally clear; even with her mouth full of rice, it did not affect the clarity of her words.

"Uh." Xiaobai.

“Perhaps the deep-sea energy used for resurrection has been depleted too much, so it needs some time to recover.” Montana swallowed his rice and continued to smile at Little White. “So I wanted to give the deep-sea energy some time to recover, and then take advantage of this time to come out and take a look.”

"Ah... I see." Xiaobai nodded in understanding. "So you came to the admirals to find something to do, right?"

“That’s right.” Montana nodded with a smile. “It’s all your fault, Patchina.”

"Huh? It's my fault?"

"Who told you to give me such a huge shock from the ship girls last night?"

Montana licked her fingers, which were stained with sweet and sour sauce. She slightly raised her chin and stared intently at Little White's cheek, her beige pupils filled with a mixture of light and shadow.

"I... fought with the Abyssal Fleet all night, and I was already a bit tired of it. I thought all the ship girls of this era were as amazing as you, so I wanted to try fighting with the ship girls other than you. But after fighting with these ship girls all day, I finally realized one thing—that is, even the ship girls of this era fight in a way that is more or less the same as what I knew about ship girls before. On the contrary, you, Patchouli, who gave me such a big surprise, should be the special one here, right?"

"...Ah...haha..."

Little White didn't dare to meet Pachina's gaze directly, so he could only smile awkwardly and turn his head to look at the nearby surging water.

But just as Xiaobai turned his head to the side, Montana suddenly took a step forward, leaned close to Xiaobai's neck, and gently sniffed it.

Montana's approach gently touched the long hair near Xiaobai's ear.

The aroma of sweet and sour sauce in the air became much more pronounced as we approached Montana.

Xiaobai was taken aback. She looked at Montana's face, which was so close to hers, and subconsciously took a step back.

"Meng...Dana?" Xiaobai covered her neck, looking somewhat bewildered, and asked, "What...what are you doing all of a sudden?"

Montana didn't reply immediately; she simply remained bent over, peering into the distance, her eyes closed, savoring the moment.

"...The salty smell of the sea breeze, the aroma of bread, the salty scent of bacon...and your basket is filled with sandwiches and canned goods? Shower gel, shampoo, soap, milk, and the scent of a young girl...The shower gel you're using today is probably vanilla. Besides that, there are many other scents mixed in with you, the most obvious being a faint, mature osmanthus fragrance. This person seems to have an unusual relationship with you. Could it be your admiral?"

Montana opened his eyes and gave Little White a knowing smile.

"Huh? You...you..." Xiaobai blushed instantly at Montana's words. "How could you..."

"I apologize for being a bit offensive just now. I was just trying to confirm that you're not a deep-sea creature living in the ocean," Montana said, straightening up and speaking to Little White in a friendly manner.

"This... I, I'm definitely not from the Deep Sea..." Xiaobai looked at Montana's friendly smile, not knowing what to say for a moment. She could only touch her neck, turn her head to the other side, her face turning red uncontrollably. "...On another note, isn't it an instinct for ship girls to detect deep-sea creatures? You should have been able to tell at a glance..."

“Since you can manipulate the aura of the deep sea, it shouldn’t be impossible for you to hide your own deep sea fluctuations, right?” Montana smiled apologetically and explained to Xiaobai, “Besides, you can’t blame me for this. After all, although you don’t have the aura of the deep sea, you also don’t have the aura of a ship girl, so I wanted to try another way.”

"Okay... so did you get the answer you wanted?"

“Hmm, you bear the marks of having lived with ship girls. At least from that perspective, you’re not an enemy of humanity,” Montana said with a smile. “That’s great, I can be your friend now.”

"..." Xiaobai touched his neck and looked helplessly at Montana.

"Would you like something to eat?" Montana handed over the squirrel-shaped mandarin fish he was holding.

"No need, I have a sandwich." Xiaobai touched the basket.

“It’s a pity.” Montana shook his head.

"Ah...right, Montana." Little White touched the basket, looking at Montana, and suddenly became curious again, "Montana, how did you get here from the 8-4 sea area?"

"The oceans are interconnected, so is it strange to move on the surface of the sea?"

"So... you fought your way from the end point in the 8-4 sea area all the way to the starting point in the 8-2 sea area?"

“Yes,” Montana said with complete ease, as if he were talking about something trivial.

"...As expected of you." Xiaobai smiled wryly.

"What's so admirable about this? You could do it too, right?" Montana smiled kindly. After thinking for a moment, she said to Xiaobai, "Hmm... you asked me so many questions as soon as you came in tonight, now it's my turn to ask you one, isn't it?"

"Eh? Please, may I ask you something?"

"A ship girl who can control the aura of the deep sea... she seems to be a unique existence in this era." Montana asked curiously, "Is this your ability? Or something else?"

"Uh... I guess it's a skill...?" Xiaobai scratched his cheek and stammered in reply.

"Where is that sword that can pierce through heavily damaged protection?"

"It's my equipment."

"Oh...it's the same as my tactical jacket."

"Ha ha……"

As Xiaobai and Montana chatted on the sea, Montana cleaned the fish in his hand, leaving only a snow-white skeleton, while the sea breeze blew.