Azur Lane: The Tragic Admiral’s Azur Life

The WBI matter was calm on Yang Sikang's side due to the strong intervention of the company.

He clearly let his reputation and counterattack take action, but the whole thing suddenly had nothing to do with him.

The construction matter was put aside for a week. Before that, he had to use up the remaining few days of exercise time, and then start taking over the ownership of the QX-306 port area and its surrounding areas.

The Sirens' attack resulted in QX-306 being abandoned, and all surrounding towns being evacuated.

Now there is an entire no-man's land there, and the Azur Lane headquarters generously gave him that large area with a stroke of a pen.

‘They are all abandoned areas anyway, why not just give them all to him. ’

When Yang Sikang heard that Lexington had convinced others for this reason, he almost laughed out loud.

There is no doubt that the larger the port area is, the more beneficial it is to him.

Although it will be followed by a longer reconstruction workload and higher reconstruction investment, the reconstruction has already been taken care of by Azur Lane, and there is no need for him to find ways to raise funds.

Coupled with the fact that he now has more and more resources at hand, things are moving in a good direction.

Yang Sikang still drove out all his documents at night, and early the next morning, several people went to the small island where the exercise was held again.

There is no change here from when they left. Everything is still in place. It seems that the company and the others have not come to this island at all.

After carefully handling the things that were left unfinished last time, Yang Sikang began to collect the exercise data of the ship girls.

From artillery targets to torpedo targets to simulated air defense scenarios.

All the targets they carried were used once and tested in different formations, and finally a wealth of data was obtained.

This project took a full day, and this was just the first pass of data.

"Okay, it's almost time to get ready to go back...well..."

On the observation deck, Yang Sikang suddenly stopped talking in the middle of his words.

The severe headache came without warning, and Yang Sikang fell to his knees on the observation deck in an instant.

Again!

He grabbed the railing with one hand to support his body from falling, and pressed his temple with the other hand.

His temples were beating suddenly, and his heart rate was obviously becoming abnormal, making his breathing become faster and faster.

Holding back the severe pain, he looked around on the observation deck, and finally...

"what is that…?"

Taking a deep breath as much as possible to slow down his breathing rhythm, Yang Sikang tried his best to focus more on the things in front of him instead of the severe pain in his head.

After making a rough estimate, he spoke with difficulty in the communication channel:

"Reputation counterattack, distance 4 kilometers at 8 o'clock, main gun salvo!"

After hearing the order, the two men turned, aimed and fired without thinking at the target they had not seen at all.

Because the line of sight was blocked by the extension of the island in this direction, and there were no objects on the radar of the ship girls, they could only perform blind fire.

A large number of artillery shells flew out of the muzzle, roaring towards the target location.

The position of the first main gun salvo shifted. Yang Sikang took a deep breath and continued almost holding his breath:

"Extend 2 kilometers forward, position 10 kilometers, salvo!"

His vision had begun to blur, and Yang Sikang could only rely on his own vision and experience to barely distinguish and issue orders.

His voice began to tremble, and even the order just now contained a bit of pain.

He could see Belfast and Javelin coming towards him, but in order to facilitate observation, the height of the platform was quite high, and even the ship girl would need some time to climb up through the stairs.

The second salvo of shells flew out, but at this time Yang Sikang could no longer see clearly the impact point.

He clutched the railing with one hand in pain, trying to relieve the crazy murmuring and pain in his head in this way.

After a few seconds, the pain receded as quickly as it had arrived.

Yang Sikang, who was tense, suddenly relaxed, and fell to the ground without any strength in an instant.

Rapid footsteps sounded, and then he was helped up.

"I'm fine..."

After taking a few deep breaths, although his vision was still blurred and the crazy murmurs seemed to be echoing in his ears, he still squeezed out the words:

"Just rest for a few minutes, don't worry."

Keep your breathing rhythm and relax your body as much as possible.

Yang Sikang rested like this for a few minutes before his physical condition gradually returned to normal.

But his body still had no strength at all, and his vision was blurry, as if he was nearsighted.

Rubbing his face, Yang Sikang took a deep breath and smiled:

"I told you, I'm fine."

"Commander, but just now..."

Yang Sikang touched the javelin's head and said with a smile:

"Don't worry, am I fine? It's just a little accident, don't worry."

"But... Commander, you looked in pain just now."

"It's just temporary. Javelin, can you go down and let others pack their things first? We are ready to return."

"OK, all right."

Javelin looked at Belfast and walked off the observation deck.

Belfast looked at Yang Sikang, his eyes full of worry. Even the sassy head maid lost her usual sense of ease at this moment.

"Master, Miss Javelin is not a child anymore, you can't deceive her with such words."

"I know, but some things are better not to know than to know."

Yang Sikang sighed helplessly, looked in the direction he was looking at before with lingering fear and said:

"I saw a high-level siren, but her appearance was very strange, and it was very different from the siren I knew."

Yang Sikang looked at the empty sea. The water there was slightly different in color due to the previous shelling.

It seems that many creatures in the sea have been killed, but that would also prove that there was indeed nothing there before.

But he clearly saw a siren appearing there, and his headache disappeared after the second round of main gun salvo.

"Master, do you also know a lot about high-level sirens?"

"I understand part of it, but I can't explain these things yet."

"Then I'll answer it when you can."

Belfast smiled and helped Yang Sikang up, looking directly into his eyes:

"But as your master's maid, I think you should probably talk to Miss Javelin about these things. Miss Javelin is really worried about you. Of course, we are too."

Yang Sikang laughed and turned his head to look at the ship girls who were packing their things below. From time to time, they would turn their heads and look this way. Even without a telescope, you would know that they must be worried.

He took a deep breath and exhaled it slowly. The remaining pain had not completely dissipated, but his smile became lighter:

"That's right. Let's go, it's time to go back."

Before leaving, Yang Sikang glanced in that direction again.

The distance of 10 kilometers is a long distance even if you look there from the observation platform.

But he could clearly see the appearance of the thing. From the appearance, it was clearly the observer, but there was a big problem with the observer's state or her image.

Most of the Observer's iconic tentacles were destroyed, half of his head disappeared, and his eyes were completely devoid of any sparkle.

One leg disappeared from below the knee, leaving behind a hideous laceration, as if something had torn the leg off.

There were a lot of injuries on her body, most of which looked like they were caused by shelling or bombing, but the strange thing was that even so, she still didn't sink.

No, maybe we should put it another way. It’s not that the observer didn’t sink, but that something held her up and prevented her from sinking.

But the thing holding up the broken observer was something he couldn't see clearly.

What worries him even more is the thing that appears and disappears together with that thing, the spherical red translucent spiderweb that surrounds its body and expands outward from its center.

If a siren appears, he won't be too worried even if a builder appears.

But that unknown thing seems to have the combat power to kill observers, and it also has that weird ability.

What made Yang Sikang most uneasy was that the thing appeared at the same time as his headache and gibbering, which meant that the thing was most likely the source of his abnormality.

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The sun sets in the west and the bright moon rises in the east.

When the exchange between day and night is complete, the bright moonlight shines on the sea, making the ocean at night look even more eerie and silent.

Even on busy routes during the day, they are much quieter at night. This is especially true on the sea outside the uninhabited island.

At the place where the battleship's main gun was fired during the day, a transparent 'shell' appeared swayingly out of thin air, and then shattered silently like a soap bubble poked by a dry steel needle.

A spherical dark red spiderweb-like thing covered an area of ​​​​the sea. In the center, a severely damaged body of an observer was sitting on the sea in an extremely awkward posture.

Even at night, the black shadow behind the 'observer' was still vaguely visible.

It was different from the darkness at night, but a complete blackness that seemed to absorb all the surrounding light without reflecting it, like a black hole.

The 'Observer' turned his head stiffly, and the low murmur continued to echo inside the spider web. The 'Observer' staggered and stood up on one foot. A black mist replaced the foot where the other broken leg was. With the effect of his body, he took unfamiliar steps forward, like the first step taken by a patient who has been bedridden for a long time and finally got out of bed.

"no!"

A girl's voice suddenly appeared on the sea at night, and then the sea 'swelled' and then parted.

The girl came up from below the sea level, stood firmly on the sea surface, and glared at the 'observer'.

The moonlight coats the sea surface with a layer of silver, and the girl's long hair flutters in the sea breeze at night.

The girl looks like a child, wearing a blue, white and red outfit that looks like a swimsuit or a sailor suit. The white knee-high socks on her legs have long been stained with dark red and black, and her original long white hair is no longer what it was before.

The girl's body is full of traces left over from the battle. Even the metal parts spread out around the body have a lot of repair marks, and even some front-end parts have small parts missing.

A few symbols, whether they are letters or numbers, can be vaguely seen on the side of the girl's thigh. If you can identify them carefully, you can vaguely distinguish a vertical line in the lower half that seems to be a 1 or a 7, and a small part of the 0 behind it. and 3 are two numbers.

The moment the girl appeared, the gibbering disappeared and the 'observer' stopped.

Unidentifiable voices sounded one by one, but the girl seemed not to be affected in any way and just shook her head.

"No, no! Everyone has clearly agreed that you can't get close to the commander now, no one can! Go back, or I will throw a torpedo!"

The torpedo launchers on both sides of the waist face the sea, ready to go.

The 'Observer' was silent for a long time, and finally slowly sank into the water.

The girl turned her head, a little fluorescence reflected from the corners of her eyes, then shook her head violently, and like the 'observer', she was gradually pulled down by the sea water.