Abandoned Pit Admiral Unveiled Coffin

At this moment, Huaixia is receiving a young commander who looks to be in his twenties with a slightly delicate hairline.

"Yes. This exercise was originally prepared by the brigadier generals to demonstrate high-end combat power to the commanders of Beethoven City. As long as they are commanders, they can enter the venue to observe."

"I see."

Touching his chin, An Lun handed Huai Xia his license.

"Sergeant? And the date of issuance, or how many months?"

Glancing at An Lun's commander's license, Huai Xia immediately widened his eyes, sizing up An Lun and the girls around him as if looking at a fairy.

According to common sense, a commander who debuted for less than a year should only have some destroyers around him to open up wasteland.

After all, the fuel consumption of the big sisters is too high, which is not something a rookie commander can afford.

For a rookie commander, having a light cruiser and being able to afford her expenses is already very good.

As for battleships and aircraft carriers...

If there is no mine at home, you should honestly wait until you have enough funds on hand before calling their attention.

The above is the most basic ecological situation of the commander world at present.

However, Huaixia knew that the young man in front of him was obviously not a member of this ordinary ecological circle.

It's been less than half a year since his debut, and he's surrounded by girls who seem to consume terrible gas.

This is no longer a question of whether there is a mine in the family, but a question of how big his family's mine is.

Of course, money alone is not enough to become a good commander.

Being able to have an excellent ship girl by his side already shows the talent of a commander.

Huai Xia has never seen many young people with both mines and talents like this one in her life.

"Well, is there any problem with the rank of non-commissioned officer?"

An Lun scratched his hair in embarrassment. This was not the first time someone complained about his military rank.

If there is an opportunity in the future, I still have to find a way to rise a little bit.You don't need to be promoted too high, just about the average level of a young commander in his twenties.

"No, there is no problem. As long as you are the commander, you can enter."

After returning the license to An Lun and remembering the appearance of this talented young man, Huai Xia let him go.

Looking at the back of the group of people going away, the old commander Huai Xia sighed with a wry smile:

"Should I say that it is indeed the golden generation? Over the past few years, more and more talents have gradually emerged."

"Ten years later, I'm afraid it will be a brand new era."

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"I said, why on earth did you suddenly change into the clothes you only wear in battle?"

Accompanying the girls on the way to the training ground, An Lun felt that it was really false.

He is not afraid of any injuries to his girls. After coming to this world for so long, An Lun has some understanding of the overall training of this world.

What he's really worried about now is that his girls will make trouble on the training ground.

It's okay if you don't make trouble, but if you accidentally hurt someone else's girl, it will be a crime.

Thinking about it differently, if An Lun's own wife was beaten up for no reason, he would never swallow it no matter what.

"Commander, don't be nervous."

Patting An Lun on the shoulder, South Dakota turned his gaze to the calm sea: "We just smelled some sirens this morning."

"Sirens?"

Frowning, An Lun suddenly realized that this matter seemed to be much more complicated than he imagined.

To be honest, after coming to this world, the number of times An Lun and the Sirens have fought can be counted on the fingers of the fingers.

When the beautiful boat is running around on the sea, most of the things it encounters are actually polluting beasts.

Even if you encounter sirens by chance, most of them are ordinary mass-produced types.

The mass-produced sirens are only slightly stronger than ordinary pollution beasts, and the girls in their own fleet should have no problem dealing with them.

To put it simply, it is a mass-produced siren, and it is not enough for girls to change into combat uniforms and take it seriously.

In this way, the problem becomes obvious.

"Is it a humanoid siren?"

"Commander, don't worry." Covering most of An Lun's body with his fluffy tail, Akagi smiled and took An Lun's arm: "No matter what happens, Akagi will protect the commander."

"Compared to myself, I'm more worried about the people in Beethoven City."

His eyes swept over the commander and ship girls who came to the exercise ground to observe, just like himself.

An Lun didn't know how strong the humanoid sirens were, but if they were ordinary commanders who could fight back and forth with the pollution beasts, it would be difficult to become their opponents.