Azur Lane: Commander's Code of Conduct

Wang Yu was awakened by the sun.

He rubbed his eyes in confusion, turned his face to the side, and slightly avoided the dazzling sunlight outside the window.

The memories of last night emerged bit by bit, and he couldn't help but smile bitterly.

The secretary ship lady was still one step ahead. He, the commander, really had no chance of winning. Or was it really the same as York said, that the commander was too easy to understand.

Ignoring the chaotic thoughts in his mind, he uncovered the snow-white velvet blanket covering his body.

Guanghui was gone a long time ago. It seemed that every time, the other party left early, but this time it was in Guanghui's room. The other party didn't know when he got up, and it was the same as always-

Good morning!

Wang Yu's dressing action stopped. He looked out the window. White seabirds passed by the window, and the leaves rustled in the wind, bringing a wisp of warm breath unique to the sea-it was a slightly salty sea breeze, but it was not unpleasant, but made people feel inexplicably refreshed.

But the problem is not here. He can hear the chaotic sounds coming from the window. They are the patrol team and construction team of the port area.

The barbarians work hard day after day to maintain the operation of the port area. Their daily work involves all aspects of the port area. They are the unswerving executors of the port area's will.

Of course, he will not forget the contributions of the little yellow chickens, although the hardworking little yellow chickens are indeed easy to be ignored and will be remembered when needed.

But at this moment, he really remembered these people who are part of the port area.

He put on his half-worn clothes and lay down in front of the window.

There was a busy scene outside the window. The little yellow chickens were mowing the lawn and carrying goods. He also saw many barbarians wearing helmets driving cranes and disappearing in the distance. The new trainee commander will soon come to his port area. The port area is located outside the port area. Unfortunately, it has been in disrepair for many years. When this port area was handed over to him, only the important places in the port area were repaired. Of course, those places did not include the reception area outside the port area. In fact, other ports built in cities also have to consider the situation of receiving disaster victims. Such a situation will basically not happen in his offshore port area. But this is not the crux of the problem. Wang Yu had a headache with the bustling scene outside the window. When is it? He rarely had these irregular work and rest situations. Gascogne was like a sophisticated instrument, always monitoring his work and rest status. That was called part of the secretary ship's duties. As for whether it was the other party's personal hobby, he didn't want to go into it. But now, he looked at the round sun hanging high in the sky, and was forced to look away after just one glance. It's already past noon!

"Why was I so careful last night?"

Wang Yu muttered to himself. Could it be that everyone in the port area knew that he stayed at Guanghui's place last night?

And he had bumped into Gascoigne last night. Thinking of what he said to him last night, Wang Yu wanted to bang his head against the wall.

What would Jiajia think of him as a commander now?

What should be faced must be faced. Wang Yu tidied up his clothes and walked out of the door.

Guanghui always disliked that the room he cleaned was no different from the one he didn't clean. Even now, Guanghui helped to clean his room. It was natural for the royal lady to act as a maid when the maid group was not around. There were many ladies who regarded the maid work as a hobby, so of course he would not go to the trouble of cleaning Guanghui's room. If he messed around, he would be scolded...

Thinking like this, he was really miserable as a commander.

There was no one else in the corridor.

Wang Yu breathed a sigh of relief when he didn't see the familiar blue-haired figure.

If Gascogne really guarded his door as usual, and finally found him coming out of Guanghui's room, how embarrassing would that scene be? Even if Gascogne was slow to react and didn't notice anything, he would definitely not be able to face it.

After all, he had just arranged the other party with a lame excuse last night. What would he do if he was directly exposed?

Gascogne was not here, maybe Guanghui had already helped him deal with the other party. Wang Yu tried to think positively.

He opened his door and took a long time to officially deal with it. He picked up the navy hat on the hanger and put it on, then walked to the table and picked up his mobile phone.

Speaking of which, mobile phones in this era do have few functions. The serious disconnection between military technology and civilian technology is particularly obvious in this small machine. It is estimated that ordinary people in this world will find it difficult to find any electronic entertainment, right?

Of course, he can't find any electronic entertainment. Even if he wants to play games, there must be a manufacturer to make games, right? And there are local area networks everywhere, althoughThe signals between the ports can be linked, but do you really think that there will be no punishment for occupying the precious battle channel to play online games in Azur Lane?

Even if the punishment is not severe, it is definitely embarrassing. Commanders of this era are still semi-military in the final analysis. Even if they are very different from those real soldiers, they share the same values ​​of defending the country and protecting the sea.

In the final analysis, if you want to significantly improve the living standards, you must first end the war, but the Sirens are like a mountain that cannot be crossed, and you can't bypass them anyway.

It can only be said that the future is promising. These thoughts flashed through his mind. It's not that he didn't have other ideas. As a modern person who grew up in an information-rich environment, he naturally has many ideas. But in the end, all the ideas were suppressed by him. The top priority is to develop his own port area first.

Shangri-La once said that commanders like him are rare. He didn't know what the other party was talking about, but he didn't deny that it was true.

He is different, not only because his port area and his shipgirl are different, but also because he has the marks of another world for thousands of years——

These have been deeply engraved in his life of more than 20 years, like a meaningful poem engraved in his bones.

Indelible.

Only enough power can make others feel at ease and obedient.

History has told him the importance of power and strength more than once, and now he is trying to hold on to both.

The world will eventually change——but not now.

Swiping his finger across the screen, he was surprised to find that he had received a message.

Originally, there was only the command center in his contact list, and then there was a navigator lady, and now there are three more beautiful names.

It seems that the communication card number——that is, the phone number has finally been determined. It took a long time to apply for it, and the headquarters finally got it done.

Gascogne has gone to handle daily work, and is much more conscientious than him as a commander.

He swiped his finger across the screen and replied to Gascogne with a message that would arrive soon.

The secretary ship lady replied in seconds.

Looking at the smiling face on the screen, Wang Yu shook his head and said, "You can only smile on the screen."