Patrolling the dark blue ship girl

Chapter 309 Set Sail
Beautiful and peaceful times are always short-lived. Although the preparation time Chu Zhongxing gave Mo Yan was nine to twelve days, at the evening of the ninth day, a correspondent belonging to the intelligence department of Dongfang Headquarters still rang Mo Yan’s phone. At the gate of the garden, a piece of information was sent.

Although the content of the intelligence was only one sentence, it conveyed quite a lot of information to Mo Yan.

"The preparations for war are all ready!"

"Heh, nine days is nine days. The efficiency is really nothing to say. It really deserves to be a revival plan that has been prepared for hundreds of years."

Mo Yan put down the intelligence document with only one sentence in his hand, and looked up at the 22 ship girls who were sitting quietly in the conference room.

"Information has been sent from the headquarters. The logistics and combat preparations are all ready. The war is about to begin. Tomorrow we will officially set off to the front line. Everyone, take a good rest tonight and recharge your spirits."

"Starting from tomorrow, the world will be different."

"Besides, I'm not very good at speeches such as pre-war mobilization, so I'll keep it simple."

After saying this, Mo Yan stood up and put the navy cap placed on the conference table on his head, his eyes instantly became sharp.

"Everyone, it's time to show the majesty of the Star Patrol fleet. Our goal is the laurel crown called "Victory", so that the deep sea people can once again recall that feeling called trembling."

"What lies ahead of us is unrivaled!"

As soon as Mo Yan finished speaking, the 22 ship girls stood up in unison, clenched their right hands in front of their left chests and bowed slightly.

"Your will! *22"

Early the next morning, a group of military vehicles came outside the Moxiang Garden, and then Mo Yan and his girls filed out of the Moxiang Garden, boarded the military vehicles and left this antique Chinese-style garden .

As the convoy drove away, Mo Yan took a last look at the place that left him with many good memories through the car's reflector, smiled slightly, then sat upright, raised his hand and tidied up the military uniform on his head. cap.

"Admiral, are you a little reluctant to part with this garden?"

Wei Bi, who was sitting next to Mo Yan and driving Mo Yan, saw Mo Yan's actions just now and asked casually.

"What I miss is not the garden itself, but the peace and tranquility we lived in the garden. It is precisely because of this kind of reluctance that we have to rush to the front to fight."

Mo Yan raised his eyes and looked out the window at the street. Residents walked out of their homes and started their busy day full of energy. Their faces were full of expectations for life and the future.

"For more lasting peace and stability!"

"I thought you would say it was for the glory of the Patrol Fleet!" Wu Wu looked straight ahead, with a smile on his lips, "I found that you, Admiral, seem to be very concerned about things like names, and you actually used a few In just a few days, the Royal Navy, which Miss Hood kept talking about, was turned into a patrol fleet, and such disgraceful means were used."

"What is a disgraceful means? Ginger fish cakes don't add much to combat effectiveness. Of course, Jin Huanghuang's MK6 main gun is much better than the two cats, and I didn't say I won't return it to Hood, but Veneto just wants to borrow these two cats to play with."

Mo Yan would never admit that he used ginger fish cakes to threaten Hood to change his catchphrase. The Royal Navy has long since died, so what glory is there?

Hood was built by Mo Yan from the port area after Fengfeng. During these nine days, he built a total of three ships, the Japanese destroyer Fengfeng, the British battlecruiser Hood, and
"Actually, let me correct Hood's catchphrase. Sir, you should lend the ginger and fish cake to Sister Veneto. She will be very happy."

The girl with blue hair and twin tails sitting in the back seat of the same car pouted after listening to Mo Yan's words. She was originally very interested in training the girl with glasses.

It was the No. 3 ship of the Admiral Hipper-class heavy cruiser who was speaking, the Argus Shield in the port area, and the Prinz Eugen, one of the three heavy cruiser icons of the Star Patrol fleet.

"So Eugen, why are you so interested in Hood? You always try to tease her. She is at her critical peak now, and she is a powerful ship girl who may step into the limit at any time. If she really wants to fight If you get up, you shouldn't be able to beat her, right?"

To be honest, Mo Yan doesn't quite understand Eugen's inexplicable attachment to Hood. Even from the perspective of the history of the old generation, Hood, who was sent to his soul by Bismarck, should be a victim, right?But Eugen ignored Rodney, one of the culprits who besieged Bismarck, and preferred to target Hood.

"We are all sisters from the same fleet, how could we possibly get into a fight?"

After weighing the strength of the German ship girls in the fleet, Eugen suddenly felt that what Mo Yan said did make some sense. Several of the German eldest sisters were still in the port area. What if she really was Hu De? If she got angry, no one would support her.

"You just understand."

Mo Yan didn't continue this topic, because he felt that Eugen's teasing of Hood seemed to have some other meanings in it besides being a prank, just like the girl who teased his companion when he was a child. Same as classmates.

Thinking of this, Mo Yan couldn't help but laugh a little, and then shook his head. Eugen and Hood were both wedding ships that he had [-] points of affection for, so he couldn't just think about them randomly.

After driving for more than half an hour, the convoy finally arrived at the wharf of Yingzhou Port where many cargo ships were docked.

As the largest and most prosperous port on the entire eastern front, today's Yingzhou Port wharf is somewhat deserted. Except for some cargo ships carrying military supplies, there are no other ships moored in the port.

Mo Yan traveled all the way by car, and saw several checkpoints set up by naval soldiers on the road near the pier. It should be that the Eastern Headquarters imposed martial law on the pier, requisitioned the entire pier, and prohibited any idlers from entering.

Although the Eastern Headquarters has a dedicated military port, the throughput of that military port is far inferior to that of Yingzhou Port. Although this war against the deep sea does not need to race against time, the sooner the better.

In order to gain the initiative in the war, it was absolutely necessary for Chu Zhongxing to take the deep sea by surprise and requisition the port, and the requisition took more than a day or two.

In order to prepare for the war as soon as possible, this port had been requisitioned by the Eastern Headquarters under martial law half a month ago, and it had been transporting personnel and war supplies to the front line 24 hours a day for fifteen consecutive days. Otherwise, Chu Zhongxing would not have been able to transport personnel and war materials to the front line so quickly. Complete strategic deployment within time.

After Mo Yan got off the bus, the adjutant who had been waiting here for a long time immediately guided him and his shipgirl to board one of the freighters.

Chu Zhongxing did not come here to see him off. Anyway, he had already explained to Mo Yan in the headquarters what he should explain, and he was not the kind of person who would be sensational.

The gas turbine of the freighter had already been warmed up, and when Mo Yan and his party boarded the ship, they sounded the whistle, retracted the anchor, and sailed towards the depths of the sea.

From Mo Yan's departure to boarding and leaving, everything seemed so rushed.

"You really put him on the front line like this, aren't you afraid that he will escape your control?"

On a watchtower on the hill next to the port, Chu Zhongxing and a woman looked at the freighter moving away, without any expression on their faces.

"No, I never wanted to control him."

Chu Zhongxing shook his head, took one last look at the freighter that had begun to become blurry, and then turned around and walked down the stairs.

"He was willing to cooperate with me only because the goals we wanted to achieve did not conflict with each other."

"What will happen to our relationship after the goal is achieved is another matter."

(End of this chapter)