Azur Lane: I Crossed the Graduation Port Area

Chapter 29 What is Powerful Momentum ([-]rd update today!)
That's right, the workers who operate the equipment and carry the ammunition are the official incarnation of the game, the cute mascot, Man Jiu.

"Commander, are you so surprised to see Manjiu?"

Lin Lan's sudden exclamation made several iron-blooded ship girls in the same company look at him suspiciously, and Shane couldn't help asking.

Even though Lin Lan imagined in every possible way that he would see some strange things after time travel, he never expected to see a living Manjiu here.

He took a deep breath and walked towards the workshop.

Bismarck and the others looked at each other suspiciously and followed.

After striding forward to the entrance of the workshop, the transparent door opened automatically.

Lin Lan didn't care too much, walked in directly, and came to a manjiu who was seriously operating the facility.

The hair on the top of the head, the yellow hair like a doll is only as high as Lin Lan's knees, Lin Lan picked it up, held it in his hand, and looked at it carefully with his eyes wide open.

"Chirp chirp? Chirp chirp chirp?"

Being suddenly attacked by Lin Lan, the chubby Manjiu kicked his legs in a panic in mid-air, flapping his short wings.

After looking carefully for a long time, Lin Lan finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, it's not a real person.

Mainly when he watched the official live broadcast of the game before, the host was very impressed with speaking in a Manjiu leather case.

Putting this poor Manjiu back on the podium, when the other party turned around and saw him, they made a surprised Chirp Chirp sound.

When the other Manjiu who were carrying the ammunition heard the sound, they all stopped what they were doing and surrounded them.

At a glance, Lin Lan saw that there were more than a dozen chubby Manjiu.

"Chirp chirp chirp! chirp chirp!"

"Hey, what do you want to do?"

Lin Lan suddenly panicked when he saw the Manjiu group, who were pressing forward and full of oppression.

But in the next second, he was hugged by the Manjiu group, and they rubbed each other layer upon layer of intimacy.

"?"

These pretty chirps, at this moment hugging him tightly like a cat seeing catnip, Lin Lan felt that his brain was a little overloaded.

"My child, what's the matter with you, why did you come in without saying a word?"

Bismarck, Frederick the Great and others also came over, looking at Lin Lan surrounded by the barbarians, Frederick asked in a concerned tone.

Lin Lan thought for a long time, and finally thought of an excuse to explain.

"I think there are too few Manjiu here, there should be more."

Shane sneered and said:

"These Manjiu were brought directly from the port area. We have so many iron bloods, and most of them are still in the hands of the royal family."

Bismarck also looked at Lin Lan who was in a hurry to deal with it and said:
"Manchus generally ignore us. It seems that only the commander can make them interested."

Surrounded by Man Chiu, he was unsteady, and sat down on the ground. In an instant, he was covered in chubby Man Chiu, and even two Man Chiu stood on top of his head.

"Stop talking so much, save me quickly!"

Seeing that he was about to be overwhelmed by Manjiu, Lin Lan suddenly felt bad and called for help.

The four Iron-Blooded Ship Ladies held back their smiles, and dragged Lin Lan, who had been completely overwhelmed by Man Jiu, out of the workshop.

Lin Lan, who was dressed in chicken feathers, stood outside the workshop door in embarrassment. Seeing his appearance, Shane asked him with an uncontrollable smile:
"Commander, do you still feel quite chirp?"

Sensing Lin Lan's murderous eyes, Shane finally burst out laughing.

In front of Lin Lan, the object of the oath, Shane has no sense of restraint.

The Great Emperor's mother walked to Lin Lan's side, and gently arranged his clothes and cleaned up the yellow chicken feathers.

"So, these Manjiu are responsible for the production of ammunition here, and the goods parked at the fortress dock are also transported here by them, right?"

Lin Lan recalled the mass-produced transport ships docked at the pier when he arrived at the fortress yesterday, and guessed who was unloading.

"That's right, my child, these jobs are all done by Manjiu, hasn't it always been like this."

Hearing the words of Emperor Frederick the Great, Lin Lan's previous doubts about where the iron-blooded ammunition came from was finally solved.

With such a large assembly line military factory under the fortress, and the existence of this group of pure laborers, it would be no wonder that the Iron Blood Fleet was short of ammunition.

"Let's go check out the equipment... By the way, remember to send the manjiu I picked up just now to my dormitory, and dare to gather a crowd to beat me up, heh."

Lin Lan has been wanting a pillow of the same style as Manjiu for a long time.

Because of work reasons, he bought it and had no place to store it, but now his dream can be fulfilled.

Who can say no to rua, who is so cute and cute?

That poor Manjiu didn't realize at the moment that it was already being watched by someone.

After leaving the military workshop, Lin Lan finally came to the equipment warehouse that he had been thinking about all along.

Through the transparent wall, Lin Lan saw at a glance the brand-new light green single-wing propeller carrier-based aircraft placed on the front shelf.

This seemingly exquisite and compact carrier-based aircraft has the name engraved in the soul of every Besan player:

Trial ship-borne mine.

Lin Lan stared intently at the bomber that was installed in the scientific research of the fourth phase of the game, his body trembled slightly, and his thoughts were full of thoughts.

He once smashed a large amount of materials and various equipment parts in the scientific research system, just to get a blueprint of Tianlei.

Not for anything else, it is precisely because Tianlei is the most powerful bomber in the game—no one.

There is a saying that goes well: the sky does not produce thunder, and the blue bomber is like a long night.

A total of [-] pieces of Tianlei blueprints were consumed to make a finished product. Even Lin Lan, an old player with a good heart and a kryptonite, only made a few of them before he crossed over.

Whenever he posted screenshots of Tianlei in his warehouse to the group, it always aroused the anger of the group friends who wanted to steal Tianlei from him.

How strong is Tianlei?For example.

The second most powerful bomber in the game is the experimental XSB2C-3 upgraded from the White Eagle bomber SB1C Helldiver.

They are ranked third and second in terms of game bomber power, respectively.

As for Tianlei, its damage is about 3% higher than that of the second-ranked SB30.00C.

What is strong power?That's called power!

Because of this, when Lin Lan saw that Tianlei, which was placed in the C position, was right in front of his eyes, he would be so emotional.

"The commander can only touch these carrier-based aircraft, but don't try to pick them up. They can only be controlled by the aircraft carrier's ship."

Seeing that Lin Lan seemed to want to touch Tianlei directly, Bismarck reminded him.

"I know, I just saw it and thought of my lost youth."

Lin Lan said haha, but impatiently walked up to Tianlei, reaching out to touch the model-like bombing artifact.

"Hey hey, Tian Lei, my Tian Lei."

Seeing Lin Lan smirking, Bismarck helplessly supported his forehead, then took a file from the wall next to him, and handed it to Lin Lan.

"Commander, this is the current statistics of all the equipment of the Iron Blood Fleet, please check it out."

Feeling the cold touch from touching Tianlei's unknown metal shell, Lin Lan reluctantly let go of Tianlei, and took the file from Bismarck.

“恩，我看看。飞龙、JU-87D-4T0、试作舰载型BF-109GT0……”

"457 big slippers, champagne cannons, 460 big roots..."

As his eyes flicked across the familiar equipment names, he suddenly burst into tears.

In the college before, what kind of rotten fish and shrimp were those equipment?
How to use those things to make gestures with sirens?
With these, the waist is hard enough.

(End of this chapter)