Elder brother's garrison

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She wasn't that she didn't hear what Nelson said; it's just that Nelson's words entered her ears, but her brain hadn't had time to process them.

The feeling was dreamlike, seemingly impossible, yet subtle and not surprising.

It's like a friend who's been living a quiet, honest life with you suddenly telling you one day that she actually possesses a dragon-slaying sword.

“Big, um.” Nelson shook his head. “Just think of it as the Dragon Slayer Sword.”

It really is a dragon-slaying saber.

Instructor No. 7 was in tears.

"Oh, right." Nelson seemed genuinely confident in Rodney. After explaining about the Yamato Cannon, she didn't dwell on the exam any further. She reached into her clothes and handed her phone to Instructor Number Seven. "Take a look."

On Nelson's phone screen was a photo of Rodney making a peace sign at the camera in front of the group of ship girls who were challenging them.

Under the sunlight, Rodney smiled meekly at the camera.

"Uh...Illlingshan'er phosphorus fins...excuse me, what's wrong with Rodney?" Instructor Number Seven asked cautiously.

"Nothing was lost, nothing was injured, and nothing else happened. I just think you should all take a look."

"..."

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

Above the sea.

The ship girls who came to challenge the beach are getting further and further away from it.

The leading ship girl turned around and glanced back. The beach had turned into a faint yellow line, seemingly about to be completely swallowed by the sea in a few seconds as the ship girls left.

It's a pity you can't see our fighting stance.

The leading ship girl smiled faintly.

“Even world-renowned warships can't ultimately fight outnumbered. Ship girls are the same; once both sides reach a certain level of strength, the gap will narrow, and the possibility of outnumbered forces only exists in matches where the enemy is outmatched.” The leading ship girl said to her team members, “Are we that bad? Obviously not, so victory in this battle is ours, it must be ours!”

If you can't beat someone in a one-on-one fight, you call for others to join in. That's just how ship girls are.

The team members were aware of what the captain was saying, and the reason the captain reiterated it was simply to boost morale.

Her explanation was like the resounding drumbeats on a battlefield; just a few words were enough to ignite the team members' confidence and fighting spirit.

"Sprint at full speed!" the captain shouted to his team members, then accelerated again, his entire body seemingly turning into a black shadow as he dashed toward the edge of the combat zone, kicking up long, fiery splashes of water.

The captain's responsibilities include not only giving orders, but also motivating the team members.

Clearly, the remaining five team members were also inspired by their captain's high spirits and rushed forward at top speed.

Then, like six sharp arrows, they broke through the boundaries of the battle zone.

"boom!"

Then they heard the sound of artillery fire that seemed to tear the sky apart.

In an instant, the air seemed to tremble from the sound of the cannon fire, and the loud echoes, with lingering resonance, instantly filled the entire sea area.

For some reason, the ship girls, before they could even stop smiling, started imagining things on their own.

Like a giant dragon coiled in its lair, possessing a mountain of gold, it swished its tail, which resembled a mountain peak, upon sensing the ignorant explorer.

A ball of red flame descended from the sky, arriving late.

"Ah...whoosh!" The fireball, trailing a long flame, struck the last member of the group, pulling her away from the formation and sending her hurtling behind them.

Then came the devastating explosion.

A single shell, as if accompanied by tons of special effects, instantly ignited the hit crew member. The crew member didn't even have time to utter a coherent sentence before the sturdy ship ripping apart inch by inch, turning into a sea of ​​white debris with the faint sound of steel tearing apart.

The shell, still unabated in its momentum, slammed into the ship girl's chest, carrying an irresistible force like a giant's hammer, sending her hurtling out of the battle zone.

With her clothes torn and her body charred black, the ship girl tumbled more than a dozen times on the sea surface before silently floating there, unconscious.

If it weren't for the faint, visible layer of heavily damaged protection still covering the naked, charred body of the team member, these people would have even suspected that she had been blasted into a corpse.

The ship girls stopped in their tracks.

They stared blankly at their teammate, who had become a black dot floating on the sea in the distance.

Wasn't she just shouting excitedly with me a moment ago?

How could it disappear after just one glance?

Eh?

What if that shelling had hit me instead?

The team members reached out and touched their faces, feeling the intense heat that had just swept over them, and couldn't help but think this.

Then they all started trembling simultaneously.

—It's definitely not much better than that teammate.

They then turned their heads and looked toward the source of the shelling.

Rodney, who should have been standing in the very center of the battle zone waiting to be searched, was now standing at the edge, slowly moving towards them.

A faint white smoke was emanating from the ship's rigging behind her.

"What...what is that?!" The team members screamed in horror as they looked at Rodney's back as if they had seen a ghost.

Behind Rodney was her ship's rigging, white, huge, and plainly ordinary.

However, the turrets attached to her ship's rigging were frighteningly large.

Long, large, and thick, the hard steel stretched out wildly like wings, and the dark muzzle seemed to echo with just a glance. Dazzling colored light flowed like water over the silvery barrel.

The ship girls have seen large gun turrets, but they have never seen one this big.

Compared to the imposing and powerful turrets, they even gave the impression that Rodney's ship equipment was merely an accessory.

"No...no...I definitely can't take it, it will hurt so much I'll die!"

The will to fight and the fighting spirit vanished as quickly as water being drained from a blocked drain, while fear and dread swelled up in their wake.

They even forgot that it was just an exam.

My wrists gradually lost strength, my thighs and calves began to tremble, and even my lips felt cold in waves.

"Quick, run!" The ship girls, like rabbits spotting their natural enemy, turned and ran back towards the beach.

Rodney tilted his head in surprise as he watched the ship girls run away without even fighting.

"Huh? Why did they run away?" Rodney muttered to himself as he watched the ship girls fleeing at top speed.

Oh no, this is bad.

I'm getting a little excited.

Rodney's sweet face broke into a spirited smile.

"Yes! I have to do what I promised the instructor!" Rodney grabbed the huge turret and chased after the ship girls as they fled.

Children who do bad things need to be properly disciplined!

Running away is a shameful and useless act!

Historically, the Rodney was a battleship that, if it could catch up with and attack, would ruthlessly kill like a mad dog, leaving no way out.

As a ship girl of such a battleship, even though Rodney has an angelic appearance, her fighting style is one of the fiercest in the naval base.

Use all your strength whenever possible, and leave no room for error!

Those we can catch up with, we must sink them all!

A gun that can fire two shots will never fire more than one!

If it can be torn to pieces, never leave a whole corpse!

Plant your flag on the enemy's corpse and leave your scars in the enemy's heart!

This is Rodney's fighting style.

Rodney's watery blue eyes were filled with fighting spirit. She lifted her slightly slower steps and chased after the ship girls with all her might.

Soon after.

The thunderous roar of cannon fire echoed across the sea.

Five beautiful young women, their eyes wide and faces pale with fear, frantically fled towards the beach for their lives.

As if witnessing the end of the world, they no longer seemed like ship girls or warriors with the world's strongest fighting power, but merely five naive girls helplessly encountering a pack of wolves.

A young girl, while fleeing for her life, glanced back at what was behind her.

That one glance made the girl's pupils shrink.

Rodney was carrying a huge cannon, following closely behind. Even though she wasn't moving fast, and the distance between them was slowly widening as she fled, the unease she felt from the inside out still tore at her heart.

Rodney raised the massive cannon as he chased after them.

"Dale le s!"

Two more loud roars followed.

Chapter 385 Today, Teacher Luo will show you what true fear is.

Rodney's speed was not fast among battleships, and it was even one of the slowest. In battles against Abyssal Fleet ships, this speed disadvantage often became a hindrance, turning what should have been a smooth battle into an extremely difficult one.

Even so, Rodney remains one of the most core battleship ship girls in the naval base.

This is not only because Rodney's abilities, except for speed, are almost all top-tier attributes, nor is it solely due to Rodney's near-maximum training level and combat experience. Rather, it is because Rodney, as one of the seven giants of the Navy Holiday, represents the miracle possessed by ship girls when human history condenses into smoke and fire, transforms into legend, and ultimately becomes the existence of the strongest skill, "Big Seven."

The "Big Seven" skill is quite simple and powerful: a single artillery barrage can fire multiple shells, attacking enemies in two different directions.

Its power and strength can be seen from the fact that the naval base still regards Rodney as its main ship, even despite its disadvantage in speed.

A bright red fireball shot out from Rodney's massive cannon barrel, soaring into the sky before splitting into two, continuing its relentless pursuit of the fleeing ship girl.

The hit rate is different when firing two shots at the same time versus firing one shot at a time.

It's obvious that the former has a much higher hit rate than the latter.

"Ah!" The two ship girls at the back of the group were hit.

The dire consequences of being hit by Rodney were already evident when the first teammate was struck, and the fate of the other two teammates seemed to confirm their memories.

He was blasted away, torn apart, burned, and finally collapsed naked and undignified on the water.

After defeating the two ship girls, Rodney didn't stop. He waved his hand as if it were an easy task and continued chasing after the ship girls.

Even as the distance grew greater and Rodney's figure receded into the distance, the fear lingering in the ship girls' hearts did not dissipate; instead, it slowly began to brew.

How scary, how scary! That older sister is so scary...

The ship girls are now completely preoccupied with Rodney's bombardment and are unable to think about anything else.

The ship girls forgot everything; they didn't even know how they managed to run afterward.

The thunderous roar continued to explode in my ears. Gradually, I could feel nothing except for the involuntary trembling of my body. The icy feeling on my hands and feet spread to my chest, and my brain gradually became dizzy. I didn't even know if I was calling for help.

When the ship girls finally saw the beach, the onlookers on the beach also finally saw the ship girls.

"They're back!" someone shouted to the person next to them, standing on tiptoe.

The instructor, number seven, standing on the beach, clenched his fists and nervously looked out over the sea.

"They're here to challenge us!" Some people spotted the ship girls on the sea first, and they shouted loudly as they pointed at the three ship girls who were rushing towards them at high speed.

Instructor Number Seven felt a pang of anxiety.

"Did Rodney lose?" Instructor Number Seven murmured in despair.

These challenging ship girls are my students. It was they who defeated me, causing so much trouble for the training institution. It was also I who took it upon myself to involve Rodney and Nelson. At the time, Instructor No. 7 didn't think it through; I just subconsciously looked for the most reliable person I could find when I was helpless. But now, looking back, if Rodney had failed, wouldn't I have also harmed her?

A feeling of guilt suddenly welled up inside me.

"What...what should we do..." Instructor Number Seven's eyes turned red with anxiety.

However, Nelson continued to carry her digital camera, diligently filming the seascape. Even though Rodney wasn't the one leading the way back, she didn't put the camera down or show any sign of worry.

Nelson pointed the camera lens at the sea behind the three ship girls, as if he were waiting for something.

—A mysterious smile appeared on Nelson's lips.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone on the beach, the three ship girls finally approached the shore.

They didn't slow down; it was as if they were running away from something. They continued to accelerate as fast as they could.