Elder brother's garrison

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Not far away, Iowa listened to the conversation between Wisconsin and Missouri. She moved her finger away from New Jersey's nose and looked at Missouri.

Iowa had a faint smile on her lips.

……

The ship girls from both sides completed their preparations in just a few minutes.

The Iowa-class ship girls stepped onto the water, while the Veneto-class ship girls in the distance changed into their original top-tier equipment and returned to the training ground.

Veneto was somewhat surprised when she saw the Missouri's ship equipment from afar.

"Missouri, don't you use missiles?"

"Missouri prefers to fight like a battleship today," Missouri said with a smile, adjusting her ship's rigging behind her.

“I see.” Veneto nodded from a distance. “Even so, I won’t hold back.”

“I ask that you do your best, Senior Veneto,” Missouri replied politely.

"Hmm." Veneto didn't say anything more.

Compared to the recent exercise with the ship girls from Nia's naval base, perhaps because of the all-out effort, Veneto did not let Rome continue to serve as the main damage dealer this time.

Rome, who had returned to his position on the frigate, felt the pressure on him ease considerably and was moved to tears.

The ship girls from both sides took their positions on the water.

As the ship girls took their positions, the training ground fell silent. The spectators held their breath and watched intently. The Veneto-class ship girls from Nia's family, who had come down from the training ground earlier, sat on the shore with their rapid repair devices, staring at them with wide eyes. No one dared to make a sound at this moment.

The quiet period did not last long.

Just as the invisible pressure on the water's surface reached its peak, a bead of sweat trickled down Rome's face and landed with a thud on the cannon barrel that was leaning over his body.

The crisp sound echoed across the water.

Boom! ! !

Almost instantly, the Iowa-class ship girls moved in unison, and several shells shot out with terrifying speed and power. Their trajectories intersected and they arrived at the surface where the Veneto-class ship girls were almost instantly, completely sealing off their movement space.

The speed at which the cannon fired in that instant, the incredible reaction!

The ship girls watching from a distance covered their mouths when they saw this scene.

The skill level was evident from the opening ceremony; compared to the previous battle, this was nothing short of child's play!

As Roma watched the incoming cannonballs approach, she took a breath in a split second, and her expression instantly turned serious.

The more tense the situation, the calmer Rome remained.

Rome's muscle reaction preceded her brain's; before Veneto could even give the order, she had already found a way to dodge the seemingly restrictive artillery barrage.

With a whoosh, Roma raised its ship-mounted cannons and quickly dodged the first wave of shells, then rapidly fired several more shots at the Iowa-class ship girls who were preparing to add more firepower.

Several shells flew toward the Iowa-class destroyers, thwarting their plan to add firepower.

Immediately afterwards, Roma stowed away his ship's rigging, reached behind him with his left hand, and hugged Littorio tightly. He then sprinted in one direction, dodging a whistling shell overhead with a sliding tackle.

The empire followed in Rome's footsteps immediately.

Boom, boom, boom! ! !

Shells pounded into the water one after another, splashing water dozens of meters high amidst the heavy explosions.

Rome, along with the Empire and Littorio, dodged the first volley of Iowa-class bombs and quickly widened the distance.

After maintaining a safe distance, Rome finally had time to look into the distance.

The water surface where she was originally located had been blown apart by Iowa-class shells, with flames and water jets intertwining and dancing, creating a truly terrifying scene.

"Big Sister—" Rome kept moving, continuing to dodge the Iowa-class cannon fire, while crying out in pain at the exploding waters.

"What are you wailing about here?" Veneto's voice came from behind Rome.

Rome was stunned.

She turned around and saw Veneto standing safely behind them.

"That was just the opening bombardment. Did you really think I would fall to an attack of that magnitude?"

"Ah this..."

“That’s enough of the conversation.” Veneto quickened her pace slightly, moving from the back of the line to the front. She lightly jumped up and casually flicked Roma on the forehead, her expression unchanged. “Keep moving. The real battle is about to begin.”

Rome clutched his head and cried out in pain, his gaze immediately turning towards the center of the battlefield.

Chapter 3490 High-Level Battle

The fierce battle continues on the training field.

The two ship girls were like two lightning bolts speeding across the water, maneuvering and exchanging blows. Shells were fired from countless almost impossible angles and at countless times, blasting at each other with tricky and rapid angles.

Amidst the deafening roar of artillery fire, fireballs, moving as swiftly as meteors, exploded frequently on both sides of the water in the training ground, creating water curtains several stories high.

The ship girls from Nia's Naval Base who were watching covered their mouths, their eyes wide open, not daring to breathe.

So intense!

So nervous!

So anxious!

Is this the "internal strife" among the world's number one naval base ship girls?

Such a high level...

These two groups of ship girls maintained an extremely fast-paced battle, giving not only their opponents but also themselves no chance to catch their breath!

Not a single shell was fired randomly, nor was any movement wasted. All the battlefield maneuvers were like layers of a pancake, one after another, and everything happened in the blink of an eye. The spectating ship girls felt that not only their brains, but even their eyes could not keep up with the battle rhythm of these two teams of ship girls.

The ship girls of Nia Naval Base who were watching the battle put themselves in the other's shoes. They put themselves in the situation of the battlefield and then realized with some despair that if they were fighting against either of the two teams in the training ground, they would probably be completely unable to react to the enemy's offensive within ten seconds of the start of the battle and would be instantly defeated by the enemy's continuous barrage of shells like an avalanche!

"Wow, that's amazing, really amazing..." The onlookers kept praising her in their hearts.

Such a rapid and intense battle... what are the ship girls on the field thinking right now?

……

Meanwhile, on the water's surface.

Veneto led the ship girls as they darted through several artillery fire routes, leaving behind a trail of booming sounds as shells crashed into the water.

"Big Sister, we can't hold on any longer..."

With tears in their eyes, Rome barely managed to respond to the enemy's offensive with its ship-mounted cannons while desperately calling out to Veneto.

"Is this not enough?" Veneto turned and looked at Rome.

"No, no, there are four people on the other side!" Roma looked pained and exasperated. "There are only the two of us on our side, and on the other side is a big sister like Iowa. We can't fight against four people, boss!"

Rome cried out, but her hands didn't stop. She fired three shots in succession at the direction of the Iowa-class ship girls, slightly disrupting the enemy's offensive rhythm.

The Iowa-class ship girls briefly separated their formation, followed by several more shells hurtling towards them.

"Ouch—" Roma, seeing the cannonball hurtling straight towards her, quickly ducked. With a whoosh, the shell whizzed past her head. "Why is it always them hitting me—"

The shouts from Rome reached the water's surface, but were quickly drowned out by the roar of cannon fire.

Veneto continued to lead the team in an evasive maneuver, glancing at Rome behind her, then at the Empire and Littorio behind Rome.

Although this battle appears to be a fight between four sisters, it actually presents some rule disadvantages for Veneto's side.

After all, in Veneto's team, Littorio's ship equipment level was only level one... oh, no, it's level seven now.

However, regardless of the circumstances, it's clear that Littorio's current ship equipment level is insufficient to support her in such high-precision, high-frequency combat.

The Iowa-class ship girls were well aware that Littorio was the weak point on Veneto's side. If they had relentlessly attacked Littorio, even with the cover of Veneto and Roma, she would definitely have been sunk. The reason she had remained unscathed from the start of the battle was not only due to her own talent and perseverance, as well as the protection of others, but more importantly, because the Iowa-class ships had not relentlessly pursued her position. They had shown some respect to this new comrade who had joined the naval base.

After all, the Iowa-class battleships still have some dignity. It wouldn't look good if word got out that they were relentlessly bullying a Tier 7 battleship.

However, even if the Iowa-class ships didn't target Littorio too much, the aftershocks of their attacks on others were enough to threaten him.

With that thought in mind, Veneto's gaze focused on Littorio.

Littorio was still holding the cat plush toy, like a mascot surrounded by the team, running around. Despite the intensity of the battle, Littorio maintained a relatively calm and nonchalant expression.

Hmm... You have a great mindset.

For a battleship that is only at level seven, achieving this level of performance in this battle is already quite commendable.

Veneto withdrew his gaze and looked toward the Empire.

"Imperial Empire, is it ready yet?"

"Alright—" Empire said slowly, raising her slender, snow-white arm and waving it towards the sky.

Buzz buzz————

A large number of carrier-based aircraft finally found gaps in the battlefield and were able to take to the skies.

The Iowa-class ships don't have any aircraft carrier girls, which means they have no way to deal with the pressure from the sky. This is the only chance that Veneto's side can turn the tide, given that they are at a disadvantage with Littorio.

Boom——

As the Empire's carrier-based aircraft took to the skies, the entire training ground was instantly shrouded in shadow. Under the cover of dark clouds, a barrage of bombs began to bombard the Iowa-class ship girls.

Previously, the ship girls at Nia's naval base experienced a dramatic reversal of the battle situation the moment they lost air superiority.

However, the Iowa-class ship girls were different from the ship girls of the previous Nia Naval Base. Even as bombs rained down from the sky, they dodged them with great ease.

Countless sparks exploded and splashed on the water's surface, while the Iowa-class ship girls moved freely across the water.

Seeing this, the ship girls of Nia's Naval Base who were watching couldn't help but applaud and cheer on the spot.

Is this the strength of the rookie naval ship girls? They can dodge bombs falling from the sky so easily even without air superiority!

On the water, Veneto was not too surprised by the Iowa-class's evasive reaction.

New ship girls in naval bases, especially front-line ship girls, can easily evade air attacks from small groups of carrier ship girls. This is a required course for battleships in new naval bases, so it's not surprising.

However... on the other hand, even if the Iowa-class destroyers can withstand the Empire's carrier-based aircraft attacks, it doesn't mean they are completely without pressure.

At least, the barrage of bullets that had been almost suffocating was starting to thin out.

This is a counter-attacking rhythm befitting a Veneto player!

Veneto finally slowed down her rapid evasive maneuvering. She coldly raised her massive ship cannon and fired at Iowa, who was dodging bombs from the carrier-based aircraft.

boom! ! !

The sound of Veneto's shells was deafening, and for a moment it seemed as if even the surface of the water in the training field trembled.

A fiery red meteor shot out from the ship's massive cannons and hurtled toward Iowa in the distance.

At this moment, Iowa was in a state of dodge and stiffness. She turned her head and quickly noticed the shell flying towards her. She looked at the approaching shell without any fear on her face.

"Boom!"

Just a second before Veneto's shell was about to hit Iowa, Iowa smiled slightly. She lightly tapped the gun barrel behind her, and flames flowed through the barrel. A shell, as if it had been prepared, was fired and flew straight towards Veneto's shell.

Boom!

The two shells collided in front of Iowa, producing a loud bang.

Immediately afterwards, metal fragments scattered everywhere, and the flames momentarily obscured Iowa's figure.

"She actually used a cannonball to stop another cannonball!!!"

"My God, what kind of sci-fi artillery is this?!"

The ship girls of Nia's Naval Base who were watching this scene were all shocked and exclaimed.

On the Veneto-class surface of the sea, Rome was also shocked by Iowa's reaction, its eyes widening in disbelief.

"my God!"

Rome gasped briefly, but then frowned as she watched the fleeting flash of light in front of Iowa.

"Wait, watch out!!"

Rome roared in celebration.

Sure enough, the moment Rome finished speaking, another shell almost teleported to the front of the Veneto-class ship girls and flew straight toward the Empire, who was piloting the carrier-based aircraft.

The timing of this shell's appearance was extremely bizarre. The Veneto-class ship girls clearly hadn't seen the other three Iowa-class ship girls fire their cannons, yet the shell was already right in front of them.

Although Rome had some warnings about this kind of emergency, it could only ensure its own safety, never expecting that the cannonball would hit the empire.

As an aircraft carrier ship girl, Empire's evasion and emergency response capabilities were already somewhat reduced when controlling carrier-based aircraft. Faced with the sudden shell, Empire's body stiffened. All she could do was maintain her previous trajectory, turn her head to look at the shell, and watch helplessly as the shell broke through the warning line and got closer and closer to her body.