Azur Lane: The Tragic Admiral’s Azur Life

This answer did not satisfy Yang Sikang, but he was not the kind of foolish person who insisted on asking the truth regardless.

"But I didn't expect you to be so anxious about this meeting."

Li Futao's words brought Yang Sikang back to his senses. He sighed and shook his head helplessly:

"I also want to be calm, but there are too many things happening, and things don't always develop in the direction I want."

Yang Sikang used this topic to basically talk about recent events and his arrangements.

Because the two of them were not even in the same world, he naturally had no worries when talking about his thoughts and plans.

Li Futao is an excellent listener, but he is not just a listener.

After learning about Yang Sikang's plan, he raised his eyebrows:

"Don't you already have a solution to the problem?"

"But even if everything goes well with the arrangements for this trip to Donghuang, it will only solve some of the less important problems. The core problem is still not touched at all."

"It's not good to be too anxious. According to your own words, you should still have a lot of time to slowly plan the details later."

Having said this, Li Futao faced each other with the ten fingers of his hands, touching his fingertips rhythmically, and asked thoughtfully:

"By the way, when will you have your own port area? Or, have you heard about the appearance of the Purifier in your home port?"

Yang Sikang frowned, shook his head and replied:

"No. There is absolutely no information about high-level sirens where I am. I am still about two years away from getting my own port area."

After a pause, Yang Sikang asked:

"Are you interested in sirens?"

Li Futao shook his head, but did not answer the question.

The subsequent exchanges seemed particularly calm. Unlike the last meeting, which was to the point, this time Li Futao seemed absent-minded after Siren's question, and Yang Sikang always felt that the answer he gave seemed to make him a little anxious.

Even so, Li Futao still gave a lot of opinions. As a person who had nothing to do with Yang Sikang's world, his opinions could always bring Yang Sikang a different way of looking at things. angle.

Yang Sikang suspected that this might be related to Li Futao's ultimate purpose of approaching him to make a deal, so he silently wrote down the matter.

In any case, when he woke up, the box containing the two mental cubes that he had grabbed before going to bed had disappeared, replaced by the contents of the files in his mind that were extremely clear.

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Back in time, Belfast and the others arrived at Donghuang at the same time.

While washing up in the morning, Yang Sikang organized his thoughts in his mind.

Then when he came out of the bathroom, the smell of meat was already wafting from the first floor.

The aroma wafted from the kitchen, and when Yang Sikang walked over, he found Javelin making breakfast.

The breakfast content is quite rich, but it is not troublesome. A glass of milk, two slices of bread, a fried egg, sausage in the pot and jam on the side.

Milk and bread were ordered through Herman's introduction, and were delivered to the storage box at the door every morning. The sausages and jam are made by Yang Sikang himself. Although they are not as delicious as those smoked sausages that have been smoked for a long time, they are more meaty and the taste is more in line with his and Javelin's preferences.

Jam's words are the work of Javelin, and he is only responsible for providing verbal guidance from the side. I used blueberries that I happened to buy. The taste is a bit sweet, but it goes well with toasted bread slices.

Because the previous incident has gradually passed, Yang Sikang and Javelin have been going out frequently in recent days.

Javelin is happy that his bento skills can come in handy, but Yang Sikang knows that this is just the calm before the storm.

The three-party conflict between Azur Lane, the White Eagle Navy, and politicians has been accumulating for a long time. The previous incident in which he was shot in the construction room became a trigger.

Although the dynamite barrel has not completely exploded yet, no one dares to confirm where the fuse has burned.

However, it is foreseeable that this turmoil will not cause too much conflict. Instead, it should soon enter a period of extra restraint on both sides.

After all, with the threat of the sirens outside, once the White Eagle government ends, the navy will inevitably choose to exercise restraint in order to retreat.

The possibility of the ship girls doing more pursuits is very low.

This is not a wild guess, but has happened several times before.

Since the previous results were so highly consistent, this time there must be no exception.

Breakfast was settled relatively slowly, mainly because neither of them had anything urgent to do, so they naturally had to take their time while chatting.

As usual, after breakfast, the two of them strolled along the road along the shore and came to the area where they often stayed.

But what is surprising is that it is the Stork family waiting here today.

"Herman, Emma, ​​will you take the children out to play today?"

Seeing Yang Sikang and Javelin, the two children took the lead in saying hello happily.

The siblings had already put on their swimsuits and were holding toy shovels and buckets for building sandcastles, and it seemed that there were other things in them.

Javelin also responded politely, but today Yang Sikang was uncharacteristically not letting her go over to play with the two children.

Herman also noticed this, and what he was about to say suddenly changed:

"I just got a nice bottle of red wine from someone. Are you interested in having dinner at our house later? You know, children don't want to waste their lunch time at home during their vacation."

"Of course, Herman. Then I have to prepare some snacks to go with the wine. See you tonight?"

"See you tonight, Yang."

Yang Sikang turned and walked towards the other side with the javelin. Emma pulled the two children and turned to look at her husband in confusion.

Herman shook his head slightly, turned around and motioned for the siblings to follow Mr. Burton to the beach first, and then said to Emma:

"We need to prepare more for dinner. Do you have any good ideas?"

The conversation of the couple naturally shifted to the dishes for dinner, and while talking about these two people, they walked towards the children.

After they left, several people who had been on the roadside answering the phone or reading the announcements posted on the wall looked at the direction of the Stoker family, and then quickly chased in the direction where Yang Sikang and Javelin left. passed.

A few minutes later, a metal baseball bat suddenly swung out from a street corner and hit the leader of the car so hard that his head was tilted. Then the body was grabbed by someone, and then dense, large-caliber bullets brutally tore apart the rest. Those people.

Yang Sikang threw the corpse aside and carefully inspected every thing that could be called a corpse.

These men had nothing on their bodies to identify themselves, and each of them only carried a pistol with a silencer.

The pistol and silencer were both crudely made products, but the bullets inside were of very high quality - RIP, commonly known as blooming bullets.

There was nothing noteworthy about these people, after removing all the surviving bullets from the gun chamber and magazine.

Yang Sikang casually threw it into a bag that originally contained melon seeds, and then handed it to Javelin.

After 10 minutes, law enforcement officials finally arrived at the scene.

But what is ridiculous is that people from the port area actually come faster than people from the police station just a few hundred meters away.

The leader of the port area frowned when he saw Yang Sikang. When the people from the police station came, they ignored the corpse on the ground and walked straight towards Yang Sikang.

The people here in the port area all come from the defense force, and the people among them are basically professionals who are responsible for the peripheral security tasks of the port area.

The person in the lead stopped directly in front of the police, took out his ID and stuffed it into the other party's hand without any explanation, and then started negotiations.

Yang Sikang checked the scene to see if there was anything missing, and the Javelin's naval gun muzzle calmed down the police who tried to draw their guns.

"Commander Yang, I'm afraid you have to go back now. If you need anything to buy, please contact the person in charge to help with the purchase, please..."

"Don't worry, I found something interesting. Javelin, show the bullet to this gentleman."

Javelin took out the bag from his pocket and handed it to the man. The latter opened the bag in confusion, his eyes widening in an instant.

"Sir, I think even if you haven't seen it with your own eyes, you at least know this special bullet, right?

There's nothing of value left on these corpses, so my advice is don't waste your time. But these bullets, I think I should be entitled to an explanation. "

After speaking, Yang Sikang glanced at the ugly-faced policemen and walked away with the javelin.

When his back was turned to everyone, Yang Sikang's eyes were filled with murderous intent.

If he hadn't already become familiar with the people who often move around and keenly noticed the unusual people when he was active nearby, a bullet like RIP hitting him would be quite terrifying.

This special bullet has 8 triangular pieces of shrapnel on the top. Not only does it have good penetrating power, it will explode like a flower after entering the human body, creating a huge and complex cavity in the body.

A direct hit without protection can basically declare death directly.

Fortunately, he was decisive enough. After realizing that these people did not have normal equipment at all, he realized that there was something wrong with their ammunition and let the javelin fire directly.

The 12.7mm anti-aircraft machine gun shoots flatly. This thing is not something ordinary humans can resist! With the Javelin's ship-mounted capabilities, the barrage it fired didn't even take a second to completely cover them.

resistance? If anyone has the ability, feel free to resist and give it a try!