Elder brother's garrison

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The old governor lowered his hands and raised his head.

"----well."

The old governor sighed and stared blankly at the ceiling for a long time.

—Duan Shuiliu held the world's tenth spot for seven whole years.

—But the rookie naval base has been the world's number one for ten years.

Ten years.

How long is it?

This is enough to make a commander who is constantly questioned a figure of utmost importance a matter of course.

It's a name that's funny enough, yet it has subtly become a kind of belief.

Is being an admiral really that easy?

The old governor was thinking and thinking, then he crossed his legs and started shaking them on the floor.

"Have one?"

A young hand, holding a cigarette, rested on the old governor's shoulder.

"No thanks, I've given it up." The old governor pouted, looking disgusted.

"Alright, I'll do it."

The young hand withdrew, and the sound of a lighter followed.

A wisp of white smoke reached the old governor's nose.

The old governor frowned, his snow-white eyebrows furrowing.

"You disrespectful brat, how dare you expose me to secondhand smoke."

"We're on the same level, brother. Isn't this how coworkers build relationships?"

"When I built my first ship girl, you were probably still playing in the mud somewhere."

"Hey hey hey."

The young voice carried a hint of smug mockery.

"Go ahead and smoke all you want. The day you die from it, that little girl will have no one to protect her," the old governor grumbled.

The young voice chuckled twice and mumbled "yes, yes" a few times, but still didn't let go of the cigarette in his hand.

Amidst swirling smoke.

A person gently leaned against the back of the old governor's chair.

"..."

"Boy."

"Well?"

"..."

"..."

"Youth is wonderful," the old governor murmured, staring at the ceiling.

"..."

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

This event is significantly more difficult than previous ones. To prevent the Admirals from being unenthusiastic and causing an overabundance of Deepsea Lords to threaten the land, the Admiral Guild has tentatively required all Admirals within the event area to complete a daily minimum task.

The guaranteed mission is not difficult to complete. There is no requirement for the number of kills. You can basically complete it by taking your ship girls out for a stroll on the sea. Surprisingly, the reward is quite good for an ordinary naval base.

At the entrance of the courtyard house, Xiaobai confirmed the guaranteed task on his phone screen before putting the phone back in his pocket.

As we entered the courtyard, Akagi and Bismarck were just coming out of the kitchen carrying stacks of steamers of various sizes.

"Admiral, you're back!"

Fubuki, who was squatting at the door, saw Shiro walking back and quickly opened her arms, pulling Shiro into the yard.

"Admiral, Admiral, is the Admiral's Guild fun?"

"Yeah, it's the same as before, lots of people, not very interesting." Xiaobai replied to Chuixue, then thought for a while, "But I did meet someone... oh well, never mind, let's not talk about that."

"Hmm...hmm! Let's eat then, Admiral!" Fubuki snuggled against Shiro's arm, nimbly kicking her leg behind her to close the open door.

Shiro and Fubuki walked to the dining table.

Missouri had woken up sometime earlier, and at the kitchen doorway, she was helping Akagi carry things from inside to outside.

Missouri saw Little White walk in, and she smiled as she looked at him.

Xiaobai waved silently to Missouri and was pulled to the table by the destroyers.

This time, the destroyers made the first move. Next to Shiro's seat, Fubuki's three younger sisters were sitting in turn. On the other side of the seat, Changchun was also blushing and waving at Shiro and Fubuki with an expectant smile.

"Sister Fubuki, over here!" Shirayuki stretched out her arms with a smile.

"Admiral!" Changchun smiled happily at Xiaobai.

Destroyers are Xiaobai's favorite ship type.

Even inside the naval base, Shiro spent the most time with the destroyer.

Therefore, Xiaobai naturally had no reason to refuse the destroyers' invitation.

Little White couldn't bear to disappoint the smiling faces of these little angels.

Xiao Bai greeted the destroyers and then slowly sat down in his seat.

Xiao Bai had just sat down.

A loud, rough knocking suddenly came from outside the door that had just been closed.

The knocking on the door instantly ruined the pleasant atmosphere of breakfast, causing many of the ship girls to frown.

Akagi, who had just come out of the kitchen, looked at the door with a strange expression, opened her mouth, and called out softly.

"Who?"

The knocking stopped for a moment.

Subsequently.

The sound rang out as Xiaobai's face suddenly turned deathly pale with fright.

"Open the door, military police!!!"

"We've received a tip-off!! There's an admiral here who's married to a destroyer!!!"

Chapter 1080 The First Wife in Order of Rank

Outside the courtyard gate, a series of disorderly footsteps echoed.

When the somewhat rude voice of "Open the door, Military Police!" entered the courtyard, the ship girls who were about to have breakfast were all startled and subconsciously looked towards Xiaobai's location.

Especially when the next sentence came in, "We received a report that the admiral of the destroyer is married," the ship girl's eyes became even stranger.

In the sight of the ship girls, Xiaobai, who was surrounded by destroyers, looked even more panicked. Her originally rosy face turned pale with fright.

Xiao Bai stared at the tightly closed door.

As the knocking on the door continued, Xiaobai's heart pounded.

—Grandpa Governor…you said the military police wouldn’t come knocking…

—How come the military police have come knocking on my door so soon after I got back and haven't even had a proper meal?

For a moment, even though he was surrounded by destroyers, Xiaobai felt as if he were in an ice cellar, chilled to the bone like never before.

"Please open the door!!"

"The admiral inside must cooperate with our operation!!"

"We represent justice and fairness! We uphold the healthy and positive image of all admirals and swear to protect the legitimate rights and interests of every ship girl! Please open the door!"

After a brief pause following a response from the voice outside the door, the knocking resumed.

"Ah... the military police... so it was them..."

The newborn Akagi sighed and rubbed her forehead, glancing at Shiro.

Beside Xiaobai, the destroyers Fubuki and Changchun were anxiously shaking Xiaobai's unresponsive body, pulling on his arm and calling out to him with concern.

"Admiral? Admiral?"

"Admiral, are you alright? Admiral..."

"Admiral, wake up..."

"Admiral! Say something, Admiral!"

"..."

Surrounded and pulled by numerous destroyers, Xiaobai's body swayed from side to side.

When Akagi saw Shiro, who looked like a cream popsicle, stiff and being pulled left and right by the destroyers, with a blank expression on his face, Akagi, who had been a little worried before, couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Akagi walked up to Shiro and reached out to pat Shiro's head.

"Admiral, you've seen a lot of big scenes, how come you're so scared by a small military police force?" Akagi said to Shiro with a smile.

Akagi's words gave Xiaobai a sense of security.

Xiaobai snapped out of her daze, turned her head to look at Akagi: "Akagi... what... what should I do... I think I'm going to be captured..."

"Admiral, don't worry, everything will be fine." Akagi Shiro smiled. "The military police aren't unreasonable people. Although you did give Fubuki a ring, there's nothing wrong between you two, so they won't arrest you."

"Ah...ah...is that so...?"

“Yes, that’s right.” Akagi smiled at Shiro.

"..." The tension on Xiaobai's face slowly faded. She patted her chest, lowered her head, and took a deep breath.

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

A series of rough knocks outside the courtyard gate attracted the attention of many admirals and ship girls who had just left the Admiral Guild and were heading to the node sea area within a few seconds.

The courtyard of the newbie garrison is located in a relatively bustling residential area in Chapter 6, quite close to the Admiral's Guild. The street is lined with various distinctive villas, and the land prices have been driven up to exorbitant levels for various reasons.

Generally speaking, the admirals who can afford houses here are at least very wealthy, even if their naval bases aren't necessarily very strong.

Hearing such a noisy knocking on the door in the quiet morning, the admirals on the street all frowned and looked towards the courtyard house with some displeasure.

However, the admirals, who were full of displeasure just a moment ago, had their negative emotions replaced by intense astonishment when they saw the line standing at the entrance of the courtyard.

In the admirals' view, a group of ship girls dressed in uniform white uniforms were lined up in a neat row by the roadside at the entrance of the courtyard house.

The ship girls all had a uniformly serious expression. They stood with their chests out and hands behind their backs, lined up from tallest to shortest, and all of them had the same posture.

At the front of the group, a ship girl with pigtails left the group and was standing on tiptoe in front of the courtyard gate, knocking on the door and trying to call out.

"Open the door! Open the door!!"

"We are military police! Please let us in to investigate!"

"Open the door! Please cooperate with our operation!"

Is anyone there?

"Is there anyone?!"

"..."

"Dong-dong-dong-dong!"

"...Huh? Someone just answered..." Under everyone's gaze, the ship girl with long twin tails, after shouting for a while, helplessly withdrew her hand, scratching her head and looking down at the map in her hand, "How strange..."

The twin-tailed ship girl was looking at the map in her hand when she suddenly seemed to sense some gazes. She raised her head and glanced at the admirals around her who were looking at her with surprise and uncertainty.

All the admirals who came into the sight of this ship girl immediately lowered their heads and ran away as fast as they could.

Those who could go home all ran into their respective homes, and those who couldn't go home all left with their ship girls.

Seeing this, the twin-tailed ship girl scratched her head and smiled helplessly. She shrugged, put away the map in her hand, and then looked towards the other side of the courtyard gate.

"Captain, what do we do now?" the ship girl pleaded for instructions.