Azur Lane: The Tragic Admiral’s Azur Life

After leaving the hospital, we had breakfast nearby.

Yang Sikang only felt nostalgic, but for Shangri-La and Constellation, Donghuang's breakfast format was obviously a very novel experience.

Because the same dish is cooked differently in different places.

Even in the same place, different people's homes have different smells.

Therefore, although the food in the cafeteria of the Hong Kong District Hospital is not unusual to them, it tastes very novel and different from the food made by Yang Sikang.

The hospital cafeteria in the military port area doesn't have any gimmicks like phantom duck necks. The materials used are solid and the portions provided are quite good.

The person serving food in the cafeteria was not an aunt, but a handsome young man who looked like he was a soldier. The guy didn't know whether he knew him or saw the constellations around him and misunderstood Shangri-La. A hill was built.

What a passionate guy, Yang Sikang secretly decided to talk to Lin Shuqin later.

He is a very good painter. He will draw that buddy's appearance later and ask Lin Shuqin to find his superior and train him well.

Presumably he will be very happy when he carries out cross-country training with heavy weights, right?

When Yang Sikang and the others left, they happened to pass by the window, and the young man waved to him enthusiastically.

Well, he is indeed a very enthusiastic guy.

The two ship girls listened to Yang Sikang telling some interesting stories about Donghuang cuisine, such as how some famous dishes were invented and the historical events involved. Then they continued to talk about other places. of cuisine.

During the chat, the three of them returned to the hospital, and then... Yang Sikang was kicked out.

Yang Sikang fell into deep thought.

"That's not right. I am the commander, but I was kicked out by my own ship girls?"

He originally wanted to stay with the girls in the hospital for a while, but he didn't have much to do these days anyway.

Unexpectedly, everyone, including Dafeng, reached a consensus and kicked him out directly, not allowing him to stay in the ward.

Although he was a little depressed, Yang Sikang was still ready to go back.

After all, what bad intentions can ship girls have?

This is not White Eagle, there is no safety problem if you just wander around the port area, and he also has a gun and a mind cube on him.

But when he returned to the guest house, he saw a familiar figure standing at the door of his house.

"Zhenhai? Well, it's another Zhenhai, right?"

Yang Sikang figured it out immediately.

Zhenhai, which is far away from Baiying, cannot fly directly from Baiying because of this incident in Donghuang. And Donghuang is such a big place. Although there are very few local ship girls, it is unlikely that there is only one Zhenhai. .

Sure enough, that Zhenhai turned his head and greeted him with a smile.

"Hello, Commander Yang. I am Zhenhai, but I am not the Zhenhai who is in Baiying right now."

Yang Sikang nodded with a smile and came over to open the door.

"Please come in."

The two of them entered the house, and Yang Sikang simply made two cups of tea.

"What's wrong with Miss Zhenhai? Are you still waiting at the door?"

"I have some questions. I will leave here tomorrow, so I have some questions and I would like to ask Commander Yang if he can answer them for me."

"But it doesn't matter."

Yang Sikang put down his tea cup.

Zhenhai smiled slightly and asked directly:

"The missiles Commander Yang used during the battle seem to be..."

"Isn't it on the prototype ship modified by Anshan? Are you familiar with that stuff?"

Yang Sikang readily admitted it and said with a smile:

"There's nothing to hide about this. Those missile launchers are the ones your Anshan has modified. The missiles currently used are the upstream series, but they were made by me."

Yang Sikang's frankness made Zhenhai speechless for a moment. Of course she knew that something could be understood at a glance, but generally speaking, it was normal behavior to pretend to be confused about this kind of thing, and to fool around a few words first.

"Miss Zhenhai, you don't have to be so surprised. Not only do I have those missile launchers, I also have the ship-mounted Upstream-1.

Zhenhai smiled:

"Commander Yang is really... young and promising."

Yang Sikang looked at her strangely, young and promising?

Which of these four words can be related to him?

"Miss Zhenhai, I am a time traveler, and my actual age is much older than my physical age."

Zhenhai was speechless again.

However, she quickly adjusted and continued to ask:

"I saw the command ship you parked in the dock before I came here. I wonder what the name of that ship is?"

"Gu Diaohao."

Yang Sikang smiled and said:

"The Classic of Mountains and Seas, Gu Diao in the Classic of Nanshan."

"The name of a strange beast."

Zhenhai sighed lightly and then smiled again:

"But with its firepower and defense, it is indeed a strange beast."

"Firepower comes at a cost. I had a lot of mental cubes stuffed into my ship, but that round of missile burst almost emptied all the mental cubes."

Yang Sikang shook his head and said regretfully:

"It's a pity that I haven't developed a vertically launched chocolate bar yet..."

Zhenhai’s eyes twitched slightly and he smiled:

"You are being humble. The firepower in your hands has completely subverted the common sense of commanders."

"Then Miss Zhenhai should have reported it, right? I wonder what you think?"

Zhenhai raised his eyebrows and suddenly felt uneasy when he saw Yang Sikang's strange expression.

"what do you mean?"

Yang Sikang took out his personal terminal, called up the feedback page of Gu Diao, placed it in front of Zhenhai, and said with a smile:

"From last night to now, thirteen attempted intrusions have occurred, two-thirds of which occurred between midnight and early morning. Miss Zhenhai, why don't you answer this for me? There are people checking after dawn and before dark. It’s all normal, but what about these thirteen times?”

The smile on Zhenhai's face froze.

"But Miss Zhenhai, don't worry. Except for me and my ship girl, no one else can get on my ship without permission. But if there are too many break-ins, it will be bad if the Gu Diao's defense system is triggered. Yeah, the close-range defense cannon up there is a 10,000-round cannon with a huge range of fire.”

Zhenhai nodded with a slightly stiff expression:

"Don't worry, this won't happen again."

"I'm not asking for anything, but if I get into trouble, I won't look good on my face. Miss Zhenhai, please come over. It's best to handle this matter privately."

Yang Sikang took another sip of tea, suddenly remembered something, and put down the tea cup.

"Please wait a moment, something suddenly occurred to me."

There are many rooms in this guest house, and there is no one else in the whole guest house, so some of Yang Sikang's things are placed in other rooms.

He found the things he had prepared before leaving White Eagle, and then took them back with him.

"Before I came to Donghuang, I thought that since I was already here, I brought some gifts. Unexpectedly, in such a sudden situation, I can't leave now, so I asked Miss Zhenhai to hand over these gifts."

Yang Sikang said as he carefully placed a large bag of things at his feet, then picked up a long bag and placed it on the table.

"This is?"

Zhenhai looked at the long bag curiously, while Yang Sikang smiled and opened it directly.

Inside is a combined fishing rod!

"I heard that Huanchang likes fishing, so I specially prepared a fishing rod for her."

Yang Sikang picked up the bottom section of the fishing rod. This fishing rod is light in weight but has good strength and toughness. It uses alloy made by Yang Sikang's own machine, which is very suitable for making fishing rods.

The decoration was also very beautiful, with symmetrical patterns, and Zhenhai could see at a glance that there were words engraved on the fishing rod.

Yang Sikang showed it with a smile.

The pattern on the left side of the fishing rod reads: Krypton does not change your fate.

The pattern on the right side of the fishing rod reads: Xuanbu saves Fei.

Below the joint at the top of the fishing rod: fortune telling cannot save a fisherman.

Zhenhai took a deep breath.

This fishing rod... If Huanchang takes it away, is he afraid that he will use it to kill him with a ghost face and a knife?