Azur Lane: The Tragic Admiral’s Azur Life

"Hello, Miss Belfast."

Zhenhai responded politely while recalling it quickly in his mind.

There was no impression of meeting Belfast in her memory, and the royal family had only visited Donghuang a handful of times before.

And in those occasions that tended to be official, it was Yixian who came forward more than her. She was basically certain that she had never come forward to talk to the royal ship girls.

This means that it is indeed the first time for them to meet each other, but this Belfast lady completely knows her.

"Miss Zhenhai, you came at the right time. I am worried that no one seems to be able to help. There is a little too much cargo in the cabin. I wonder if you can ask some ship girls to unload the things? After all, these things are Personal goods.”

"Since it's cargo to be transported, just ask the workers over there to help unload the cargo. Although they have never unloaded cargo from a destroyer, they are still very capable at work. Do you need me to help you find some reliable gentlemen? "

As soon as Belfast came up, he said that he wanted to find a ship girl to carry the goods, but Zhenhai was naturally unwilling. But she didn't expect that Belfast would say next:

"If Miss Zhenhai thinks it's okay, I don't care."

Belfast smiled and said:

"Because you purchased the goods inside."

"Oh? But I don't remember that I have ever bought anything at Baiying."

"Yes, after all, the business negotiations will begin next."

Zhenhai raised his eyebrows, his interest piqued by Belfast's unexpected answer:

"It seems that Miss Belfast is very sure that I will buy this batch of goods?"

Smiling, Zhenhai glanced in the direction of the cabin and shook his head slightly.

"But whether or not to buy this kind of thing, let's wait until we talk about it. But I think, Miss Belfast, you may be disappointed. By the way, do you want to wait for the two people inside to come out together?"

"No, they are going shopping soon."

"Really? Then please come with me."

The offices in Zhenhai are similar to those in other port areas. They are located in a location where the port can be seen, the height is high enough, and the lighting is suitable.

Coincidentally, this is exactly where Belfast was looking.

It's not the highest location in the entire port, but the view is good enough and not that eye-catching.

There are very few furnishings in the office, almost no unnecessary decorations, and even the walls are simply pure white.

A huge bookshelf and a file cabinet bisect an entire wall, and a simple coat rack is placed at the door.

There was no carpet on the floor, but a layer of marble tiles.

The largest object in the room was a huge, thick table in the center.

Although there are still a few small potted plants placed on the table for decoration, Belfast glanced at the ground and understood that the position of the table should have been used to place a sand table or a chart. .

There is a tea table on the inner side, with a complete set of tea sets and some small decorations placed on it.

It was next to the window, and the sunlight fell on half of the table through the window, reflecting the tea pet on it quite interestingly.

The desk is large and faces the door. The piles of documents are divided into neat piles, each occupying one side.

There is an ink bottle and two pens in the center.

But there is a stack of rolled rice paper and a pen holder with several brushes hanging next to it. Next to an inkstone, there is an ink stick with one third of it worn off.

These antique-style four treasures of the study form a strong contrast with the simple but not simple computer display in the center of the desk, creating an inexplicable sense of weirdness.

Gazing across both sides, several thick books and several square boxes on the bookshelf attracted Belfast's attention.

"Is Miss Belfast also interested in chess or something like that?"

Zhenhai walked to the bookshelf, took out a box and opened it. Inside was a chessboard and two black and white round boxes. Judging from the collision sound, there should be chess pieces inside.

“I’ve heard of it, but I’ve never played it myself.

I heard that Miss Zhenhai is good at chess, so I asked the commander to help me catch up on the relevant knowledge before I came out. Unfortunately, I don’t seem to be very talented in this area and I haven’t started yet. "

"Playing chess is about self-cultivation, not about competing for profit. The strength of your talent is not that important. Miss Belfast must have just been unable to see the secret for the time being."

Zhenhai took out the tea leaves as he spoke, came to the tea table and started brewing them slowly.

"I heard that the royal family likes to drink black tea. Unfortunately, I don't have black tea here right now. However, our country's green tea does have some flavor. How about giving it a try, Miss Belfast?"

"Miss Zhenhai invites me, so I have no reason to refuse. And when it comes to black tea, Donghuang's Qihong is also famous. I wonder if I am lucky enough to be able to purchase some for the master to take back?"

"Of course you can. You have come all the way from Baiying, and there is still a certain amount of time before you can return. It will not be a problem to prepare before you return."

Zhenhai responded with a smile, but the movements of his hands did not slow down at all.

The brewing methods of green tea and black tea are inherently different. In addition, Zhenhai is not a simple daily brewing method, but specially uses a more sophisticated tea art method to display, which naturally takes more time and requires more processes.

While the two were talking, she was brewing the tea in her hand, and Belfast was completely focused on the tea in front of her.

Things about the transaction and the cargo on the ship seemed to be forgotten by both of them at this moment. It was not until nearly half an hour later that Zhenhai realized that the time was almost up and took the lead to bring the topic back.

"I wonder what Miss Belfast wants to sell me in the transaction she mentioned before?"

Seeing Zhenhai take the initiative to bring up this topic, Belfast calmly took out a metal box from the ship's installation space and placed it next to it.

The metal box made a muffled sound when it was placed on the ground, and the contents inside were obviously heavy. Because the two of them were sitting opposite each other at the tea table, Zhenhai had no choice but to pick it up from the ground and put it in front of him, then carefully opened it.

The top layer inside the metal box is a file bag, and below it is a piece of metal wrapped in sponge filling.

It looked like a part of some kind of metal object. One edge showed signs of melting, and the other edge showed an irregular fracture shape.

The entire piece of metal is about the size of the fingers of two hands spread out and joined together. The surface is flat but not completely smooth, and the weight is surprisingly heavy for this size.

"This... seems to be some kind of wreckage?"

Zhenhai had already made some assumptions, but still chose a more euphemistic approach.

However, Belfast had no intention of hiding anything and said bluntly:

"You should be able to tell that these are the remains of the mass-produced version of the Siren."

After closing the box and pushing it back to its previous position, Zhenhai looked at Belfast with a little more confusion.

"In that case, Miss Belfast, you should also know that this kind of thing is not uncommon. After all, sirens are everywhere now, and Donghuang is no exception."

"So, has Donghuang seen the mass-produced Type II Siren?"

Belfast took out a terminal as he spoke, opened a video file briskly, and then turned the terminal towards Zhenhai.

In the video, mass-produced sirens with the same appearance but completely different colors from ordinary sirens were clearly recorded. It also recorded the scene of other ship girls attacking those sirens and the scene after the attack was completed.

Zhenhai watched the video carefully and quickly discovered the violation.

"These sirens seem to be stronger?"

"Yes, Miss Zhenhai."

Belfast took back the terminal and said calmly:

"These sirens appeared in White Eagle's waters earlier. They somehow bypassed the front line, bypassed the defense zones of multiple ports, appeared near a home port, and attacked Azur Lane. The shipgirls from White Eagle headquarters laid an ambush.”

"I have heard about this matter. But judging from the situation in the relevant reports, the battle at that time ended faster than before without the presence of the commander, and the siren's ambush also failed, right?"

In fact, what Zhenhai said was very conservative. Although Donghuang was secretive to the outside world, he never failed to provide the necessary information.

What's more, White Eagle directly informed other camps within Azur Lane after the incident. How could Zhenhai, as a manager here, not be aware of the relevant situation?

“Yes, but that’s because there was a commander present who took over the command temporarily.

But according to my investigation of many ship girls who participated in the war at that time, although the combat effectiveness of these sirens is not much different from ordinary sirens, they are compared with the previous Type I in terms of flexibility, armor strength, etc. There are clear signs of improvement.

And during the battle, the combat power of those mass-produced sirens fluctuated abnormally. "

"But that was not included in the intelligence reported at the time."

Zhenhai's expression became a little more serious. Baiying's report did not pay much attention to these previously unrecorded Type II sirens. Judging from the content of the report, these Type II sirens were not as strong as Belfast said.

"Because not many people noticed this situation, and the situation was urgent at the time, it is of course easy to forget it afterwards."

Zhenhai frowned slightly, looked at Belfast, and asked:

"Then where did these things come from?"

"There are many salvage boats among the people in Baiying. As long as you give them enough money, they can salvage anything."

"Even if it's to retrieve the remains of the Siren in the battle area?"

"of course."

Zhenhai's eyes became strange.

Although what she said before was simple, both the mass-produced version of the Siren and their mass-produced version are basically constructed by combining the mind cube with materials.

Normal industrial methods simply cannot support the huge consumption they consume in fighting the sirens, not to mention the cost issue.

On the one hand, there are very few mass-produced wrecks of Sirens, but on the other hand, they can be used by the ship mother to build her own new mass-produced ships.

Basically, it belongs to the ranks of strategic materials, and the priority of recycling is quite high.

After the battle, the mass-produced ships damaged in the battle will basically be salvaged, dismantled and then used to build new mass-produced ships. In Donghuang, these things are never wasted.

But Belfast actually calmly talked about paying people to fish out the wreckage, which Zhenhai found unbelievable.

Doesn't Bai Ying care about this? !