Today's tutelary fort remains peaceful.

On the other side, SR and RP, frightened by 16, were running around like headless flies.

Perhaps because they were too shocked, the two sisters did not run towards the sea behind them, but chose the commercial street of the garrison with complicated road conditions.

The two of them kept moving back and forth in the building, not even daring to look back, for fear that if they turned around, they would see that pale face glowing with a faint blue light.

For some reason, the two of them were completely silent as they walked along, with no one on the street. Although it was already 10 o'clock in the evening, it was a bit strange that such a large garrison did not even have a nightlife.

However, the frightened SR and RP did not notice it. When they stopped, they found themselves in an empty park.

There is a castle built in the sand pit next to it, a small yellow cartoon shovel is stuck upside down in the soft sand, and a few wooden benches are placed around it. Under the soft street lights, a row of swings are swaying gently in the night breeze, making a squeaking sound.

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rp is now like a frightened bird. She looks at the swings swaying in the wind and always feels that there is an invisible figure sitting on the swings, swinging casually.

She pulled her sister to the sandpit and saw the exquisite sand castle. She kicked it apart angrily, then sat on the bench, wiped the sweat from her forehead, and let out a long breath.

"I'm saved! That guy didn't chase me." rp's expression was full of relief. She had been a little scared when n came and disappeared strangely during the day.

Fortunately, she could still comfort herself by saying that “ghosts cannot appear in the daytime”, but the pale face she just saw completely detonated the seeds of fear that had been planted in her heart.

I have to admit, if I think about it carefully, that face still looks very delicate and cute, but under the contrast of the faint blue light just now, even the most beautiful face looks extremely weird.

"As expected of that wicked admiral's tutelary fort."

RP gently stroked his towering chest, trying to calm himself, muttering to himself, "To think something this terrifying even existed, it must be really hard for the shipgirls living here."

"It's so pitiful to think that they have to live with such a horrible thing." SR also sighed, feeling that it was a wise decision not to visit rashly before.

"Sister..." RP looked at his sister, hesitated and said, "Are you still going to ask them for information?"

Still asking for information? SR shook her head rapidly. After seeing that thing that was most likely a ghost, she no longer wanted to cooperate with the ghost admiral, no matter how much benefit she could gain.

Yes, that's right. Even if I starve to death, die on a deserted island, or get beaten to pieces by a deep-sea monster, I will definitely not have any connection with that devilish admiral.

absolute!

Thinking of this, SR said: "Let's take a break first, recover some strength, and then go back. As for what happens next..."

As SR was speaking, a man's slightly teasing voice came from the park entrance, interrupting her: "Don't rush into the future. Let's talk first. What's your purpose in coming to our garrison so late at night?"

sr's face changed. She didn't even hear what the other party said. The moment the voice rang out, she pulled her sister and ran towards the bushes behind her, intending to use the same trick again and escape under the cover of the trees.

Then she froze.

In the dark corners where streetlights couldn't reach, figures kept coming out: Montana, Richelieu, Washington, North Carolina...

Looking around, Missouri, Jean Bart, Changchun, Jinan, Anshan, Grozny, St. George, Lion, Iowa, Wisconsin...

One by one, powerful ship girls who would be the backbone of other naval bases walked out casually, just like passers-by on the street. However, the huge pressure coming from them clearly reminded the two deep-sea flagships of their strength.

From the direction of the park entrance, a man heavily protected by Bismarck, Tirpitz, Prinz Eugen, Black-backed Jackal, and Counterattack, wearing a snow-white admiral uniform, walked over with a smile on his face.

There were figures everywhere on all sides. Powerful ship girls unfolded their ship suits, and the black muzzles that emitted the smell of gunpowder were aimed at the two sisters in the middle, who were as confused and helpless as white rabbits.

"He, he was discovered? When was it?" SR muttered to himself.

"Of course it's at the beginning." A girl's lazy voice came from the lamppost:

"I've been monitoring you guys since you landed on the north beach. But when you accidentally bumped into 16 just now, it really gave me a scare. I really hope there are fewer accidents like this."

"Just now... 16? Could it be that..." After hearing what the girl said, a flash of realization crossed SR's eyes, and then he stomped his feet in hatred.

Although he didn't know how that ship girl made him look as scary as a ghost, if he and his sister had been able to stay calm and take action first, at such a close distance, and with her being an aircraft carrier ship girl, 16 would have had no time to react and would have been severely damaged by him.

With the hostages in hand, escaping or negotiating will be much easier. How could we be as passive as we are now?

Unfortunately, it is too late to regret now. According to the other party, the encounter with 16 was indeed a coincidence and very disadvantageous to them, and this only chance to fight back was actually missed by themselves.

"Damn it..." A hint of blood appeared on SR's originally pale cheeks, and it was unclear whether it was shame or anger. Fortunately, it was not clear in the dim light.

She took a deep breath, her eyes swept across the faces of the ship girls surrounding her, and finally landed on Xue Cheng's face. She gritted her teeth and said angrily:

"Come on, there's only the Deep Sea that dies in battle. My sister and I will never bow to a pervert like you, even if we die!"

Only Shen Hai died in battle? Xue Cheng's eyes were a little subtle. It seemed that he was the first one to seek cooperation with him.

Hey, girl, that is the Deep Sea flagship. Are you sure there is no Deep Sea that has surrendered?

There was also a whisper from the surrounding ship girls. They looked at the passionate SR with strange expressions, their faces were full of painstaking effort, as if they were trying hard to hold back their laughter.

Xue Cheng raised the corner of his mouth, revealing a brilliant smile. He was just about to use words to undermine the other party's confidence and destroy their fighting spirit so that he could capture them more easily, when a voice suddenly rang out.

"Plop." It seemed like something heavy fell to the ground.

Xue Cheng looked in the direction of the voice and was shocked to find that behind the SR, who was gritting his teeth and had a determined look on his face, was a girl who was prostrating herself on the ground.

rp knelt on the ground with her palms pressed on the sand in front of her, her forehead pressed against the ground. Although he couldn't see her expression, Xue Cheng was sure that her face must be full of flattery.

"..." SR's expression was dull, and he looked at his sister beside him, seeming a little at a loss.

Xue Cheng folded his arms, looked at her with a smile, and said, "Well, your sister has surrendered. What about you? Or do you decide to fight to the end?"

sr looked at Xue Cheng blankly, then slowly sat down on the ground in a duck-like position, covering his face with his hands.

"Kill me, goo, kill me!"

……

"Hahahaha..." A burst of unbridled laughter came from a Japanese-style courtyard.

Wearing a lavender kimono, she sat casually on the tatami in the living room.

She supported herself on the ground with one hand and held the wine bowl in the other, looking at SR who was sitting opposite her with a gloomy face and RP who was blinking hard with an innocent look.

"So you were arrested?" She laughed so hard that her body went limp and she almost fell to the ground. Fortunately, Shinano, who was standing next to her, held her shoulders and let her lean on him.

Shinano took the wine bowl from her hand, gave her a reproachful look, and whispered, "Onee-sama, you've drunk enough today. Please don't drink any more."

"Ah, sorry, sister." He waved his hand, and with Shinano's help, he managed to sit up straight, took a breath and said:

"What idiots! They actually tried to infiltrate this important military location. How could there be no surveillance equipment?"

Sitting by the TV, holding a large stack of Japanese confectionery in his hands, he stuffed his mouth full, turned his head, looked at the two SRs, and said vaguely:

"Well, you can't blame them for this. In fact, they were very sensible not to call in directly."

"I'm not that stupid!" RP glared at her. Even the arrogant deep-sea flagship knew how to measure the difference in strength between the two sides.

They were no match for Xue Cheng's ship girls before, and after the deep-sea monsters split out, their attributes dropped drastically, and they could no longer overwhelm Xue Cheng's first-line battleships.

"Stop teasing them." The man sitting by the window drinking and admiring the moon turned around and said seriously, "There's no need to talk about the past. SR, what are your plans for the future?"

"Later..." SR hesitated. She looked at Xue Cheng, who was sitting in the corner and talking to a girl with heterochromic eyes and a long sword on her knees, and said helplessly:

"What else can we do? That guy took all our fuel, ammunition, and steel. There's nothing left. Now we can't even activate our ship armor. What else can we do?"

"As a prisoner." RP shrugged his shoulders and said indifferently:

"Anyway, we can only stay on that island outside, and we have to be careful to avoid passing ships and patrolling ship girls. We can't even get enough food. But here... at least we can eat enough, right?"

"You bastard..." The veins on SR's forehead were throbbing. Although she had already accepted the fact of becoming a prisoner, her sister's nonchalant attitude still made her teeth itch.

It was the same thing just now. The other party didn't say any threats or intimidation, but was the first to kneel down and beg for mercy. He had no moral integrity and integrity at all, and he completely disgraced himself.

How could I have such a sister! sr cried in his heart.

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272. Collecting Habit

"Admiral, you haven't come to see me for a long time!" Omi placed the long sword Onimaru on his knees, pressed his hands on the tatami beside Xue Cheng, and almost stuck to him, his heterochromatic eyes staring at Xue Cheng closely.

"I've skipped a lot of swordsmanship lessons, and as a result, Shikibo has been influenced by the admiral and is refusing to attend swordsmanship lessons lately!"

I think Fu Bo’s reluctance to come was not due to my influence, but because she was not interested from the beginning, right?

By the way, is it really necessary to learn your random wood-chopping swordsmanship?

Xue Cheng secretly complained, but said: "Well, you can see that I've been a bit busy recently."

As he spoke, Xue Cheng moved his body back a little, but Omi followed him like a shadow, leaving him no chance to dodge.

Seeing this, he had no choice but to say, "Not only do I have to take care of the celebration, but I also have to work out, help Yixian with farm work, and help with pest control at Hu De's house... In short, I really didn't mean to ignore Omi."

"Excuses!" Omi said firmly, "They're all excuses. I asked Georgievlov before, and the Admiral hasn't reported to the gym for several days. There's no need for the Admiral to personally take care of Yixian and Hood."

"Admiral, are you just avoiding me?" Omi stared at him with a burning gaze. "Are you tired of our relationship? Or does the Admiral simply not like me?"

"What a mess?" Xue Cheng almost went crazy. He was sure that Omi had such strange thoughts because he must have watched some TV program.

Taking a deep breath, Xue Cheng said helplessly, "Watch less TV... Never mind. We can't throw the baby out with the bathwater. We should just stop taking TV plots seriously."

"But..." Omi said unconvinced, but was interrupted by Xue Cheng.

"For the sake of ratings, television programs must undergo some artistic processing and appropriately arrange plot conflicts. That kind of thing is fine if it's just for entertainment, but if Omi wants to learn something from it, he must carefully discern it. Do you understand?"

"I don't understand." Omi said simply, "But Admiral, you seem to understand a lot? Then why don't you teach me?"

"..." Xue Cheng felt like he had dug a hole himself and jumped into it.

"What's wrong?" Omi tilted his head and looked at Xue Cheng. Onimaru, whose right hand seemed to be unintentionally placed on his knee, asked doubtfully, "Is there any problem?"

Xue Cheng hesitated, glanced at the long sword, and shook his head: "No."

Although idiots are easy to deceive, they are also prone to extremes. If Omi is forced by himself to become a yandere and forms a team with Shikiba, the future is terrifying to think about.

"That's good." Omi's hand left Onimaru, she hugged Xue Cheng's arm, and said with a chuckle: "I found some film and television works that are said to be highly acclaimed. Admiral, you can go back and watch them with me later."

"Okay, but let's finish the things here first." Xue Cheng looked at SR and RP.

These are two deep-sea flagships. If he can persuade them to join the Deep-Sea Garrison, although it will not greatly improve his strength, it will greatly satisfy Xue Cheng's collecting habit.

It would be best if I could become my wedding ship like them, then...