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"Just a few small deep-sea vessels and a few destroyers, I can handle that all by myself..."
Whoosh whoosh————
Whoosh whoosh————
Whoosh whoosh————
The ship girls hadn't even finished speaking, and their smiles hadn't even faded.
next moment.
Several whooshing sounds whistled past their ears.
Immediately afterwards, a deafening explosion rang out around the ship girls.
The smiles on the ship girls' faces froze and vanished.
A ship girl who hadn't felt herself being attacked instinctively opened her mouth and turned her head to look at her side.
The moment she saw what was around her, the ship girl's eyes widened and her pupils contracted.
The carrier ship girls responsible for launching the carrier-based aircraft were now lying in the flames, unconscious. They didn't even utter a proper word before their ship equipment shattered and exploded, leaving them in a state of severe damage.
Eh?
Were we just attacked?
Isn't that still quite far away...? How did the enemy manage to hit their own teammate?
Main guns? Torpedoes? Carrier-based aircraft?
How did my teammates suddenly...?
The ship girl stared blankly as she continued to gaze at the distant Abyssal Fleet.
Then, they saw a small group of deep-sea amphibious ships in the distance, with some "special ship equipment" that they had never seen before emerging behind them.
At that moment, the ship girls present all gasped, their expressions of shock evident.
"bad!!!"
"They're not destroyers...they're missiles..."
Whoosh whoosh————
The ship girls' screams were eventually drowned out by the flames of the explosion, and they fell silent.
Chapter 3992 One Call, a Hundred Responses
Above the Black Tower Sea, shrouded in black smoke, the ship girl fleet had not completely withdrawn. The remaining ship girls remained on the sea, layer upon layer surrounding the majestic Black Tower, forming a unique and magnificent scene.
The sunlight in the sky was blocked by layers of dark clouds above the deep sea, and only a faint and dim light was projected onto the sea surface.
In a dim and oppressive expanse of water, the shipgirls who remained there passed the time in their own ways—some lay motionless with their eyes closed, awaiting orders from their admirals; some sat on the seashore, chatting with their companions with their arms crossed; and others simply gathered in small groups, huddled together, earnestly discussing potentially useful tactics and strategies. The shipgirls tried their best to keep their voices down so as not to disturb others, but their large numbers still created a buzzing sound that echoed across the sea.
The patrol ship girls responsible for maintaining order kept moving around the Black Tower, pulling up warning lines.
For a long time, the surrounding ship girl fleets did not approach the Black Tower to accept the challenge. It seemed that all the ship girl fleets stationed there had reached a consensus and unanimously chose to wait for the Admiral's Guild's strategy information before deciding on their next course of action.
In this originally harmonious and stable atmosphere, suddenly, a shout pierced the sky like a sharp arrow, coming from afar and breaking the original tranquility.
"Urgent help needed! Is anyone there?! Urgent help needed!"
"anyone there!"
"Urgent distress call—"
Those were three anxious and desperate cries, which rang out from the edge of the Black Tower Sea and reached the vicinity of the Black Tower in an instant.
Most of the ship girls present were in operation, and although the sound alone was difficult to echo directly across the vast sea, many of them noticed the shouts immediately thanks to their excellent hearing.
brush brush --
The ship girls stationed near the Black Tower all stopped what they were doing and turned their heads to look at the source of the sound.
As they looked into the distance, the figures of the three ship girls gradually came into focus—their ship rigging was tattered and broken, they staggered along, and their bodies were covered with traces of explosions and burn marks from oil. Dragging their severely damaged ship rigging, they approached the Black Tower, barely supporting each other as they took each step forward. With each step, the ship rigging behind them hissed and sparks flew everywhere.
"Request for help—Request for help—"
The leading ship girl saw the ship girls near the Black Tower from afar. A look of relief appeared on her pale and panicked face. Then, she mustered her last bit of strength to shout out her words.
Immediately afterwards, the ship girl seemed to have lost all her strength, and knelt down on the sea surface with all her injuries.
"This is--"
The ship girls who remained near the Black Tower stared wide-eyed at the ship girls appearing in the distance, a look of astonishment involuntarily appearing in their eyes.
wow-
Almost instinctively, the surrounding ship girls rushed towards the three ship girls who had fainted on the sea.
"Sisters, what happened to you?"
"Were they attacked by the deep-sea fleet?"
"Sisters, are you a team of six? Where are your teammates?"
"Please tell me the coordinates of the encounter, and we'll go find your teammates right away—"
The ship girls remained remarkably united on the sea. Almost instantly, the three ship girls who had called for help were surrounded by a swarm of ship girls rushing towards them.
However, just as they approached these three ship girls, many of the surrounding ship girls secretly frowned and showed a hint of doubt.
The admirals in Chapter 3993, especially those from node 8-4, are basically the same group of people. Over time, they've all become somewhat familiar with each other.
As the main fleet under the admirals, the ship girls are more or less familiar with each other.
As soon as they approached these three ship girls, many of the surrounding ship girl fleets immediately recognized them—this was the ship girl fleet of the 109th ranked naval base in the world. Although their strength was not among the most outstanding in the 8-4 node, they were still firmly in the upper-middle level.
Perhaps because these ship girls were chosen to challenge the Black Tower, they were naturally the ace ship girls in their respective naval bases.
Logically speaking... a ship girl with this level of strength should be considered well-informed and battle-hardened.
It's just clearing out the Abyssal Fleet at node 8-4... It shouldn't be difficult for ship girls of their strength. Even if they accidentally make a mistake and lose to the Abyssal Fleet, they at least have the ability to safely return to port. They can't possibly lose this badly...
The surrounding ship girls observed the injuries on the three ship girls, and many questions arose in their minds.
And this injury... looks strange. It doesn't look like artillery fire, nor torpedo damage, nor even from a carrier-based aircraft... Instead, it looks like...
Upon realizing this, the ship girls seemed to understand something extremely ominous, and they couldn't help but swallow hard, exchanging glances.
"Please make way, everyone!"
Just then, with a few shouts, the patrol team's ship girls arrived at the scene.
The patrol ship girls parted the crowd and quickly came to the three ship girls who had called for help. They immediately knelt down, took out quick repair devices from their ship equipment, and pressed them onto the three ship girls.
"Comrades, please rest assured, the Admiral's Guild will ensure your safety!"
"Please calm down and leave the rest to us! Where was your squad attacked? What is the situation? Were any of your teammates left behind by the Abyssal Fleet? Please answer us one by one in order!"
The patrol ship girls helped the three ship girls up one by one and asked them about their well-being.
Of the three ship girls, the leader had completely lost consciousness, but the other two were still struggling to stay conscious. With pale faces, they immediately reached out and grabbed the wrists of the patrol team ship girls.
"We...we've encountered the Deep Sea Fleet...the Deep Sea Fleet has introduced a completely new type of ship!"
"It's a missile ship... We've encountered a deep-sea missile ship!"
"Our three teammates have been left behind over there. We've come back to deliver a message. Please... please save our teammates..."
"The battle took place just outside the edge of the Black Tower Sea, at the coordinates..."
The two ship girls spoke breathlessly, almost using their last bit of strength to deliver the message to the patrol ship girls.
Finally, after giving all the information, they grabbed the arms of the patrol ship girl and, with hopeful and expectant eyes, uttered their last words, "Please, you must save our teammates." Then, as if they had finally exhausted all their strength, they followed the ship girl from before and fainted.
At this point, the three ship girls who had called for help all fainted on the water's surface, and the rapid repair device slowly restored their injuries in full view of everyone.
"Did you hear that?"
"They just said... a completely new type of deep-sea amphibious ship has appeared?"
"A completely new type of ship... a missile ship?"
"No...it can't be..."
The surrounding ship girls were in an uproar, looking at each other in disbelief.
Missile ship...
Putting aside strength, even among ship girls, missile ships are an extremely rare and special type of ship. This type of ship is not even common among ship girls yet, so how did it appear in the Deep Sea Fleet?
Currently, among the naval bases that possess missile ships... it seems only the world's number one naval base...
Next, let's talk about intensity...
missile……
Absolutely long range, absolute accuracy, and extremely high armor penetration and lethality...
That was simply a divine ship configuration that transcended time!
Because before this, the ship girls had never seen the true strength of a missile ship, they could only use the novice naval bases that had previously demonstrated the strength of missile ships as templates for missile ships.
As for the missile ships in the newbie naval base...
Is it referring to those overpowered ship girls who can fire a swarm of missiles from 800 miles away, killing you before you even see their shadows...? Even a ship girl as strong as Montana, when facing a newbie naval base's missile ships, can only suffer a frustrating defeat, being worn down to nothing...
The ship girls present shuddered at the thought of the terrifying strength of the missile ships in the newbie naval base, and swallowed hard in fear.
If deep-sea battleships also had this terrifying type of vessel, wouldn't the future be...?
Compared to the horror and fear displayed by the surrounding ship girls, the patrol team's ship girls were simply much calmer.
"Captain, is the missile ship real...?" a patrol member asked his captain in a low voice.
"Quickly relay the message back to the Admiral's Guild." After a moment of contemplation, the patrol captain stood up abruptly and addressed the patrol members around her, "All patrols, listen to my orders! We are about to carry out our first search and rescue operation. This operation may encounter deep-sea missile ships, so please prepare for intense combat!"
"Yes!"
The patrol team members present immediately stood at attention.
"What should we do with these three?" the surrounding ship girls asked.
"They dragged their heavily injured bodies all the way back here, their spirits must have been under immense strain. They've already delivered the important message, so let them rest now." The patrol's ship girls summoned their ship equipment, looked in the direction of the coordinates previously reported by the other ship girls, and then shouted loudly, "Let's go! Let's rescue the three captured ship girls first!"
hum-
The patrol team of ship girls rushed towards the coordinates.
The ship girls who had originally stayed in the Black Tower Sea looked at each other, and many of them calmly walked out of the crowd.
"If missile ships do appear in the deep sea in the future, then the battles will not be easy... This may be a good opportunity. We also need to participate in this battle to eliminate missile ships and accumulate experience in fighting them!"
"Makes sense!"
"Elbow! Let's go save them!"
The call was immediately met with overwhelming response at sea.
Chapter 3994 Deep-Sea Missile Gathering Point
News of a suspected deep-sea missile ship appearing in the 8-4 node area, and the loss of a fleet of ship girls, has been relayed back to the Admiral's Guild on shore immediately.
While the message was being relayed, the patrol team and most of the ship girls in the Black Tower Sea responded quickly and headed for support at full speed according to the coordinates provided by the three ship girls who had previously requested help.
Rumbling--
A large army passed through.
The patrol team's ship girls sped away from the Black Tower area and arrived at the coordinates in the shortest possible time.
When the fleet arrived at the coordinates, they saw that the sea was filled with the lingering smell of gunpowder, and rising heat swept up the deep-sea air currents, swirling in the air, with a strange "hollow" echo reverberating in the air.
The patrol team's ship girls moved to the front and began patrolling the sea area.
Fragments of ship equipment occasionally tumbled out of the sea surface. Most of these fragments did not emit any deep-sea aura and likely originated from the ship girls themselves.
"This should be the location where those three... no, the six ship girls were fighting the deep-sea missile ship." The patrol captain bent down and picked up a palm-sized piece of ship equipment. She carefully sensed the ship girl aura that had not yet dissipated on it. "Hmm... that's right, it's the three ship girls we just encountered."
"After defeating a ship girl, the Abyssal Fleet usually doesn't stay in one place for long. They'll drag the ship girl's body towards their Abyssal gathering point," a patrol ship girl immediately said. "Captain, we should immediately check all the Abyssal aura gathering points in this area!"
"Hmm." The patrol captain nodded silently. "Who brought the sea map?"
"Me!" A ship girl took out her electronic ping board, tapped it a couple of times on the screen, and immediately brought up a map of the sea area within the 8-4 sea area.
The patrol team's captain, a ship girl, looked at the sea map. The map used simple lines and vivid color blocks to outline safe shipping routes and various deep-sea gathering points. The captain skillfully zoomed in and dragged her finger on the map, quickly adjusting its location to the coordinates of her group.