"The origin of our sea fog" Sometimes there are always surprising similarities in history, but at this moment, two different people who are separated from each other by an ocean actually said it at the same time. Same thing. On the west coast of the North American continent, huge warships are brazenly lying in the offshore waters of New York. On the front deck of the battleship, a wisp of green smoke was slowly rising from the red-burning cigarette butt. The person holding the cigarette was not some decadent uncle, but a girl wearing a white windbreaker. The girl who smokes is full of rebellious atmosphere. But this girl's temperament is different from that of a young man who simply falls into the streets or a walking dead. The long golden hair reaching her waist gives the girl a luxurious feeling, and the slightly frowned eyebrows are There is a slight sense of oppression. If blond hair is a natural aptitude, then the sense of oppression is something only those in high positions can possess. The girl in the white trench coat sat on top of the ferocious turret, her eyes staring at the sea level directly in front of her, with only the lit cigarette butts flickering brightly and dimly. "And on the deck below the turret, stood a woman wearing a navy blue dress and holding a blue parasol in her hand. The woman was raising her head slightly, looking at the girl in white trench coat sitting on the turret. "Iowa, it's easy to know the origin of sea fog. Area 51 of the United States of America is right behind us. If you plan to go ashore to find the answer you want, I won't stop your interest." The girl in the white trench coat blew out a puff of smoke and said as if talking to herself. "Montana, do you know everything?" The woman holding the parasol, Iowa, frowned at the words of the girl in the white trench coat. "I don't know, it's just what humans said to me when they approached me. They wanted to use this in exchange for our cooperation, but I refused." The girl in the white trench coat, Montana's voice seemed to have no emotional ups and downs. Like a pronunciation machine. But seeing that Iowa had no intention of leaving, Montana spat out unhappily, put the cigarette butt on the military boots under his feet, extinguished it, threw it away, and jumped off the turret, landing firmly. On the deck. "I said, can you stop your thirst for knowledge? An origin, this kind of thing that is too far away from us, is better to put aside for the time being than the current war situation. Besides, can't you smell it? Is there any shady secret in it? ¡± ¡°We are a reactivated weapon. Don¡¯t forget this.¡± Montana couldn¡¯t help but snorted when he saw Iowa¡¯s surprise. "So what? Doesn't this mean that we have appeared in the past, so humans have grasped clues about our origins, doesn't it also explain the past?" Iowa obviously did not understand what Montana meant, and couldn't help but shout loudly He asked. "It was not the Admiralty code that started us. But it was the Admiralty code that gave orders in the first place. We were saddled with an inexplicable mission, and then we started to become hostile to humans, but humans have information about "Our clues." "Humanity knows what we don't know, and yet, we want to be enemies of human beings. If you still can't see anything, don't continue to serve as the flagship in the future. Stay with me, the flagship, as a thug." After Montana finished speaking, he stopped talking and seemed to have no interest in continuing. He just lit a cigarette again, and then the battleship under him restarted. The bow of the ship began to deflect, and the place it turned was the British island on the other side of the ocean. "That Yamato-class ship from the Eastern Ocean. Recently I heard that a fleet with a name like the Admiralty Code Guards will be publicly established. We are here to slap you in the face." As Montana finished speaking, he was originally calm. In an instant, "big guys" rushed out of the sea, quickly forming a formation, following behind the Montana battleship, heading towards the British island. In this turbulent year, Europe is about to be hit by a storm again, but they are embarrassed to find that the humans of Europa no longer have the right to speak. Europe, a land that has experienced the industrial revolution that squeezed out vitality, no longer has the ability to resist. "Side-chord propulsion, the hull rotates, confusing the enemy. Iori, what is the situation of the power system now?" The flames of resistance are still burning in the Pacific Ocean far away from Europa. "No problem, it's enough for you, Captain, to keep struggling for a while." The girl on the communicator screen shook the wrench in her hand and gestured to the Chihaya group portrait. "Very well, everyone, get ready. Since the enemy ship has decided to show up in person, we will rush directly towards the original minefield. Their mines are constantly falling, and the mines in front should have sunk deeper now. "Shimakaze's actions are extremely simple, and even Tianjinfeng's actions have become simple and rough because of being tied up by Shimakaze. After 401 and the two ships had been dealing with each other for a while, Chihaya also realized that the two destroyers were just here to make trouble unreasonably. It can be said that the attacks of Shimakaze and Tianjinfeng have no other value other than allowing 401 to determine that the two destroyers are equipped with special detection tools for submarines. Chihaya Gunzhao immediately understood the other party¡¯s intention of sending these two destroyers. There was no doubt that it was to disrupt his understanding. This kind of disorganized attack seemed to be full of traps at first, but as time went by, it became easy to see the truth. From this point of view, the owner of the sneak attack fleet must be nearby and has not left. As a result, Chihaya Gunzo had an adventurous idea in her mind, that is, to use the fastest speed and rush directly towards the direction of the destroyer as fast as possible. This is not the fight to escape capture of the past. But a genuine pursuit. Thinking of this, Chihaya smiled slightly. No one likes to live on the run, and young people like Chihaya who have blue dreams are no exception. "Shimakaze, 401 started to turn, is she trying to escape?" Tianjinfeng saw 401's behavior, and to her, this turning behavior that exposed herself was an embarrassing and desperate escape behavior. But she ignored the fact that 401 had never escaped their detection. But for those who have noticed this, I am afraid that the views on this behavior are similar. Such a risky turn will only make people feel like a desperate retreat. "Since we are about to run away, let's stop." Tianjin Feng breathed a sigh of relief and said to Shimakaze. "Oh~ 401 suddenly became faster~" "What? Wow! It turned back in an instant! Wait no! She passed towards Kitakami Oi-sama! Intercept!" Just like that, 401 is here By chance, she launched a sprint towards her goal ================================== ======================== Hey, do you want to form a book club? By the way, regarding ship arrangements, some battleships are involved in the plot. 92 will never tell you which one will have such a situation~~