It is Kokang and Changchun

　Along the way, people walking on the street all looked at Xiang when they saw her. Not only that, some people even took the initiative to greet Xiang, and basically they all looked like they were used to it.

　"Is this the shipgirl the government is talking about? What a beautiful girl."

　Of course, the reason why Xiang attracted so much attention and attracted so many people's attention, besides her unique identity, was also due to her revealing shrine maiden costume...

　A bold young man even came forward and claimed to be a Kanba player, wanting to ask for Xiang's autograph and take a photo.

　Seeing that she had attracted so much attention, Xiang was naturally very happy, and she agreed to the young man's request.

　After Xiang arrived at the library, he looked around to see if there were any red books. After searching for a long time, he finally found several red books that had been covered in dust for a long time from a bookshelf in a corner. They were "Eighteen Years in Prison" and "My Memories" by Tokuda Kyuichi, as well as several books on the introduction to Marxist theory.

　"If you want to become a capable person, you must read the original work. Just reading the introduction is not enough." The teachings of a destroyer that was once the flagship of the Red Navy's Pacific Fleet were vivid in Xiang's mind and kept knocking on his mind.

　(Original fans usually despise the generalization fans - by a certain circle current situation)

　"There aren't any original works on Marx, Engels, and Lenin... I'll just read these first and see if I can buy more later."

　Xiang held the book he had obtained, found a corner with few people, sat down, and began to read carefully.

　She was immersed in the ocean of knowledge, completely unaware of the changes in time in the outside world, until a librarian came to remind her: "Little sister, although I admire your serious spirit,

　It's closing time. You remind me of the heroine in an anime, she's also a bookworm.

　Xiang suddenly looked up and found that the entire library was empty except for herself and the administrator. She glanced at the clock nearest her, then at the sky dyed red by the setting sun outside the window, and finally she returned to reality from the world of books.

　"I'm so sorry, I'll leave now. By the way, can I borrow these books?"

　The librarian smiled and said, "Of course, please come with me to the front desk."

　When Hibiki returned to Mikasa's house, the sky was almost completely dark.

　Mikasa asked Xiang who had just walked in: "Why are you back so late? Did you stay in the library all day?"

　"It's just as you guessed, senior." Xiang answered directly without hiding anything.

　Mikasa patted Xiang's head and said with a smile, "As a senior, I'm very happy to have a junior like you. If everyone loves reading as much as you do, there's hope that Japan will regain its former glory. Keep up the good work. Let's eat first. I made some eel rice. Let's see how it tastes."

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　Hyogo Prefecture, Seto Inland Sea, Japan

　"Get lost! Don't insult me ​​with this!"

　On a light cruiser docked at the pier, a girl with twin ponytails and a purple cheongsam expressed her dissatisfaction with Zuikaku who came to try to recruit her.

　Zuikaku put the bun in his hand on the ground and said, "I'll put the bun here for you first. I hope you can seriously consider what I said before, Gobai Island. Your hometown is here, not China."

　"I'm telling you, Zuikaku, even if you call the Jade Emperor and your Amaterasu over and give them ten baskets of steamed buns, it's useless! No matter what, I'm definitely going back to China!"

　The cheongsam girl was furious, as if she wanted to eat Ruihe alive.

　"Also, don't call me by that name! I repeat, I am the number one Ninghai-class light cruiser—Ninghai!"

　Chapter 30: The stories of Japanese ship girls (3)

　Facing Ning Hai's furious expression, Zuikaku couldn't help but tighten his grip on the katana. Given Zuikaku's personality, if it were a certain Big E, he would have already drawn his sword and charged in to chop.

　But this was Ning Hai, and since a colleague had previously reminded him, Ruihe was suppressing his aggressive personality.

　"Gobashi, please stop being so willful. Look at your ship. The herringbone chimney, the Type 10 120mm naval gun, the Type 96 anti-aircraft gun, and the reconnaissance aircraft on board—these are all typical Japanese designs. Besides, you were designed, built, and launched here. It's really far-fetched for you to insist that you're a Chinese ship. Aren't we of the same race?"

　"Fellow tribe?" Ning Hai sneered, then leaned on the railing of his ship and laughed loudly towards the sky. His laughter contained three parts of ferocity and seven parts of helplessness. He answered Zuikaku:

　"Yes, Zuikaku, you are right. I was born here on a Japanese ship. But when your senior from the First Fleet was bombarding me and Pinghai during the Battle of Jiangyin, why didn't you consider that we were of the same race and show mercy?"

　Zuikaku paused and explained, "You simply strayed into the wrong path. That's why we salvaged you, repaired you, and put you back into service."

　This reason disgusted Ning Hai. She couldn't help but ask, "Wrong path? Can you translate for me? What the hell does wrong path mean?"

　"You are just deceived by the Chinese side and stand against the lofty goal of establishing the Greater East Asia Co-Prosperity Sphere..." Zuikaku had not finished speaking when he was abruptly interrupted by Ninghai.

　"Wait a minute, Zuikaku, I have something to say. There was a student whose family was in financial difficulty and discord, unable to resolve their problems on their own, who then went to rob the money of a teacher who was even poorer than him, and even killed the teacher's family members.

　It is worth mentioning that this gentleman had provided great help to that student, promoting his great progress; what kind of student is this? And now, this student's accomplice is standing before me.

　Ning Hai continued angrily, "You shameless idiot! You're the only ones who would euphemize such disgusting garbage as common prosperity! Before you realize this so-called lofty goal of yours, ask the 300,000 innocent souls under the city of Nanjing if they agree. Do they agree? Do the comfort women who were forced into slavery to satisfy the soldiers' vulgar desires agree?"

　Zuikaku's head was sweating, and the corners of her mouth trembled. She said, "Gobashima, you misunderstood. Those were done by the army idiots. They have nothing to do with our navy!"

　Ning Hai: "Haha, Zuikaku, you might not know this, but there's a Chinese idiom called 'birds of a feather'. Whether it's the navy or the army, I think they're all essentially engaged in aggression. Aren't they all working for the same master? That master is Emperor Showa, right? And he truly lives up to his name, and he did indeed attract a nuclear bomb."

　Someone was throwing feces at the Emperor's head. This was of course very irritating and difficult for the Japanese shipgirls who had once been pawns of that unjust army. Zuikaku could no longer bear it. She drew the gleaming katana from her waist, gripped the hilt with both hands, pointed the blade at Pinghai, and said:

　"You are truly quite uneducated, Gohyakushima. Daring to insult the Emperor is unbecoming of a citizen. Since I can't persuade you, I can only apologize!"

　Before he finished speaking, Zuikaku suddenly rushed towards Pinghai with his knife in an offensive posture. Ninghai frowned, quickly saw the opportunity, dodged the knife tip, and then

　He used a Luo Xi Ao Bu move to knock Zuikaku's arms that were holding the sword away, and then used a pushing hand to push Zuikaku down and fall onto the deck.

　Ning Hai finished his kung fu, leaned his hands on his back and stared at Ruihe's every move, and said: "The evil wolf has finally shown its fangs... What, do you want to fight with me and see the power of my kung fu? If you want to fight, let's go to the shore, I will accompany you to the end!" After Ning Hai said this, he jumped lightly onto the shore.

　"Hmph, your skills are good, but your strength is not. It doesn't hurt you. A mere light cruiser dares to challenge an aircraft carrier? It's a fight like a trapped beast, and your courage is commendable." Zuikaku said, and quickly stood up from the state of being fallen, and jumped onto the shore before Ninghai retracted his body.

　In the end, a light cruiser and an aircraft carrier fought on the shore, with both sides winning and losing, and it was difficult to determine the winner. Because of the difference in physique and strength, even though Ning Hai used Tai Chi, Wing Chun, Hung Gar and even Japanese Karate, and his skills were also good, he was still outmatched overall. After all, as the saying goes, one force can defeat ten skills.

　It was not until they were discovered that Kongo and Atago rushed over to mediate and pull the two apart.

　That night, Ning Hai rubbed her sore spot in her living room. She took off the purple cheongsam with the Ruihe shoe prints on it and threw it into the washbasin. Then she took out a blue cheongsam with the word "Ning" written on the lower left corner from the locker and put it on.

　Ning Hai also complained about how this cheongsam only had one sleeve and came with a kimono belt.

　After taking a shower, Ning Hai lay quietly on the bed, thinking about the shameless words Ruihe said to her today. The old hatred mixed with new grudges in her heart made her toss and turn. The only thing that made her feel a little balanced was that in the evening, someone from the Embassy of the People's Republic of China in Japan came to tell her the good news - the deal had been made and she would be able to return home in the next two days.

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　Hibiki was reading a book she had borrowed from the library in the room Mikasa had prepared for her.

　"Sooai [sugei] (Wow!) That makes so much sense!" Hibiki exclaimed with gusto as he read a book introducing the basic principles of Marxism. "Especially the views on social history—they really hit the nail on the head!"

　At this time, a call came from Changchun on Xiang's communication channel. Xiang answered the call and said, "Moshimoshi, it's Comrade Kokang. You called at the right time. I just wanted to say something to you. This Marxism is really great..."

　"Of course, the truth of Marxism is invincible and unstoppable... Uh, no, no, I'm not talking to you about this this time. We can talk about this later. I'm looking for you this time because I want you to have a heart-to-heart talk with Ninghai and do some ideological work on her." Changchun was very happy to hear Xiang praising her beliefs like this, but she did not forget things because of her happiness.

　Xiang scratched his head, thinking he'd heard the name before. He said, "Ninghai? I think I've heard it somewhere before. But the style of the name sounds Chinese."

　"She has another name. But she herself hates being called that name - Five Hundred Islands," Changchun said.

　Xiang suddenly realized and said, "Oh! I remember! It's her, I've heard of her... I understand. So, what exactly is her situation now?"

　"This morning, Ruihe met with Senior Ning Hai to discuss some unpleasant and sensitive topics, and then she came to me crying. I can feel her helplessness and anger between the lines of her speech. At the same time, her thoughts in some aspects are also quite extreme, and she lacks a dialectical materialist view of history and a class perspective to look at this period of history. So I would like to ask you to enlighten her." Changchun recounted Ning Hai's situation.

　Xiangwen was a little worried and asked, "I think it would be better to let Comrade Kokang handle this matter. I have just started my theoretical study, but Comrade Flagship is already familiar with it. Besides, I am a Japanese ship. It would be bad if I caused a strong reaction from Ninghai, right?"

　Changchun patted his chest, and the two big soft lumps on his chest rose and fell regularly. He assured Xiang with confidence: "Don't worry, I have already drawn up all the possible scenarios and her questions and corresponding plans. When the time comes, you just need to deal with them one by one.

　As for why we chose you, it's because you're a Japanese ship. We want to let Mr. Ning Hai know that the Chinese people and the Japanese people are united, and their common enemy is Japanese imperialism and the scum of the Chinese nation!

　Xiang Zhengsheng said, "I understand. I will definitely not let Comrade Flagship down."

　In fact, in addition to this, Changchun asked Xiang to do ideological work in Ninghai for another personal reason - playing games.

　Changchun had just hung up on He Xiang and immediately grabbed his phone, opened QQ, and typed with his friends in the Red Orchestra 2 game group, "Tomorrow at noon, both leagues, please be alert. We'll be the Soviet army, actively cooperate, and follow my command. Then we'll show the other side what a Red Navy landing is!"

　Chapter 31: Navy Day Extra

　One day in mid-April, Lin Susu was doing her job as usual.

　During the lunch break, a private message suddenly caught Lin Susu's attention. The content was about the Navy Day approaching, and he wanted to make a fan song video of the combination of Changchun and Liaoning as a tribute to the Navy Day, so he wanted to ask the voice actor of Changchun——Lin

　SUSU is performing a concert, but this is a non-commercial video, so please consider it carefully.

　Out of sentiment, Lin Susu readily agreed.

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　"So, this is why you called me, Dad?" Changchun said after listening to Lin Susu's explanation on the phone.

　Lin Susu said, "Of course. Wouldn't it be more appropriate for the singer to sing this kind of thing?"

　"That makes sense, but you asked me to continue Changchun's diary some time ago, and I'm still editing it. Besides, they came to you after all, and they're using your name. If I were to sing it... it wouldn't be appropriate." Changchun seemed to be worried about something in his heart, and replied gently.

　Lin Susu tried to dispel Changchun's doubts, saying, "Don't worry about this kind of thing. Your existence is already public, isn't it? I'll explain it to you when the time comes. By the way, if you sing well, I'll treat you to a potato feast."

　"Deal! Don't go back on your word~" Potatoes seemed to be to Changchun like catnip to cats, and she agreed without hesitation.

　"Also, Dad, just talk to me in your natural voice. This call feels like I'm talking to myself..."

　On the morning of April 23rd, a video titled "[Navy Day Tribute] Gongguang [Changchun & Liaoning Fan Song Suite] (Original PV attached)" was approved on Bilibili and forwarded by many KaneR players.

　"I bet on my roommate's love life in the next ten years. This is definitely sung by Changchun himself!" A bug group member forwarded and said in the QQ group.

　On Navy Day, Changchun and the captain enjoyed the night view of Qingdao from the bridge. The neon lights of the high-rise buildings in the distance were brilliant and beautiful.

　Looking out at the city skyline from afar, Changchun couldn't help but sigh, "I vaguely remember when I first arrived in Qingdao in 1955, the tallest buildings in the city were only a few dozen meters high, and there were very few of them. Even the docks along the shore were pre-World War II style. Back then, everyone in the navy treated my sister, me, and Taiyuan like treasures."

　Now, I'm afraid even the Coast Guard looks down on us. Speaking of which, if I have the chance, I really want to meet the younger generation who inherited my name."

　"Yes, the world has changed so much," Captain Kong agreed. "There's a saying, 'It takes ten years to build an army, a hundred years to build a navy.' Building a world-class navy is impossible without strong national power. And now, we finally have a world-class strength."

　Changchun said: "In the past, we were always oppressed by the United States and suffered so much injustice... When I was still in the Soviet Union, I could also feel the oppression. If our navy was not so inferior, the red flag would definitely be raised on the Japanese archipelago..."

　"Changchun, do you miss home?" The captain did not respond to Changchun's previous question, but asked another question.

　Changchun closed his eyes, then raised his head, his mind racing. "Home? Are you referring to my hometown? Every ethnic group has its own nostalgia for their homeland. It would be a lie to say I don't miss it. Actually, whether it's my former hometown or my current place of residence, I love them both deeply and treat them equally. This is my second homeland."

　"Second motherland? Then the first motherland is Russia?"

　"No, she's long since vanished into history..." Changchun wasn't entirely convinced of the captain's answer. "To be precise, it should be Soviet Russia. Her full name is the Russian Soviet Federative Socialist Republic. Not the current Russian Federation..."

　(Some might ask why it's not the Soviet Union, because the Soviet Union is a union. The full name of the Soviet Union is the Union of Soviet Socialist Republics, a highly integrated union of states. In Lenin's words, it is an alliance "among sovereign states." So Xiao Changchun's homeland is Soviet Russia, not the Soviet Union.)

　Changchun turned to look at the captain and said with a forced smile, "Captain, let's not talk about this anymore. Today is our Navy Day, it should be a festive day, so let's not talk about sad things. People always have to look forward~"

　The captain felt a little guilty for accidentally stepping on the mine of his own destroyer. He didn't know how to comfort his opponent for a moment, so he changed the topic to a happy one.

　Accompanied by Changchun, Captain Kong spent a few minutes touring the entire ship.

　Captain Kong nodded with a nostalgic look in his eyes: "Everything is still the same as before retirement. Familiar, so familiar."

　"Hey~, Captain, if you like it, just take your time to look at it, anywhere is fine." Changchun said happily, as if he had forgotten the sadness just now.

　At this time, Changchun played a piece of music on the ship's radio. The music was long, winding, majestic, magnificent, yet also contained vicissitudes of life and was moving and inspiring.

　Captain Kong was very pleased with the music and asked, "Changchun, the music you played is good. What's its name?"

　"The background music from the port of "Warship Girls" 6th anniversary." Changchun replied.

　Captain Kong nodded and commented, "Not bad. The whole piece is like the final victory after all the hardships, and finally returning to peace and tranquility amidst the heavy historical memories. Oh, by the way, Changchun, I want to ask you something..."

　Captain Kong pulled out his phone, opened the photo album, and pulled out a few photos. He said to Changchun, "When I was cleaning your room today, I found some things. I wanted to ask you what these are? Hmm?"

　As he spoke, the captain brought his phone closer to Changchun.

　"This...this...Captain, how could you break into a girl's room without permission?!" Changchun saw the photo.

　Then she turned red in the face and looked like a steamy girl.

　The pictures on the phone were all things that could only be understood but not described, such as vibrators, vibrators, beads, porn books, etc.

　"I'm your guardian. Is helping you clean up out of kindness considered trespassing? Don't change the subject. As a veteran of the Republic Navy, you're so immoral. Tell me how I should punish you."

　Changchun was extremely panicked at the moment, and felt like the oil valve was about to become incontinent. Her mind was working rapidly to think of a countermeasure.

　After a while, Changchun thought of something and smiled mysteriously, ready to turn the tide. He said, "Is satisfying one's own physiological needs considered immoral? I suddenly remembered, Captain, that you once did some handiwork in the toilet on my body! I didn't understand it at the time, but I finally understood it after I became a human being. In July 1988, you..."

　"Hey! You girl! Don't say anything indecent!"

　Captain Kong had to shut Changchun's mouth quickly for the sake of face, and had to turn a blind eye to Changchun's secret hoarding.

　"Of course you can, but be moderate, be moderate!" This was Captain Kong's earnest advice to Changchun.

　Finally, on this Navy Day, Captain Kong accompanied Changchun to relive the life on the ship back then - sleeping in the small living cabin for a night.

　Chapter 32: Ghosts and Gods of War

　In the sky, a maritime reconnaissance aircraft with the Royal Australian Air Force logo is carrying out today's reconnaissance mission in the Solomon Sea to investigate possible ship girls appearing in Iron Bottom Bay.

　Halfway through the mission, two reflection points suddenly appeared out of nowhere on the radar screen, and the radar monitor immediately reported the situation to the captain.

　"Well, in this situation, the only ones who could be responsible are those lovely ladies." The captain ordered the communicator to contact the patrol ship closest to that sea area.

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