Commander doesn't want to be exposed

Several warships began to sink during the attack.

"May Day! May Day!"

The communication channel is full of distress signals and screams.

In this battle, the US aircraft carrier battle group failed.

And it was annihilated to a fiasco.

The combat power of the enemy is beyond imagination.

Although it also sank some enemies, the United States only has a dozen aircraft carrier battle groups, and not every aircraft carrier battle group is equipped with cutting-edge Ford-class nuclear-powered aircraft carriers.

But this time there were hundreds of enemies.

Most of the enemies are like dolls, fearless of death, like expendable cannon fodder.

More importantly, there is a huge difference in maneuverability between the bulky warship and the agile and petite humanoid.

The target of the anti-ship missile is a large warship, not a small human figure.

The hull of the aircraft carrier began to shake, and explosions sounded from time to time.

"Oh, God……"

The colonel knew that the game was doomed, and he even knew that he could not survive.

Enemies appear from behind, which means their retreat is cut off.

My side didn't even notice it.

Communications were disconnected, reinforcements from the military base could not be obtained, and intelligence could not be reported.

This is a perfect ambush, enough to be included in the textbook.

The communication was disconnected, the back road was blocked, the enemy's submarine directly broke into the fleet to attack face-to-face, while the long-range fireship was projecting firepower safely under the cover of dense anti-aircraft firepower.

The number of fighter jets in the aircraft carrier battle group simply cannot simultaneously intercept the enemy's endless bomber fleet and break through the enemy's air defense firepower network to severely damage the enemy fleet.

It's a pity that the one who was ambushed was the Seventh Fleet of the United States, an aircraft carrier battle group floating in the Pacific Ocean.

The colonel had a presentiment.

The era of human domination of the ocean is coming to an end.

Now these enemies only appear near Antarctica, but who knows if they will appear in seas all over the world?

How should human beings fight against these terrible enemies?

I should not be able to see it.

A missile pierced directly into the command room.

Then it exploded in the desperate eyes of everyone.

The flames engulfed everything.

One human warship after another was sunk.

There are still survivors floating on the surface of the sea.

However nothing works.

Those infantile enemies also attack humans.

The survivors have no power to fight back, and can only be killed one after another.

"Nautilus, you are late."

Piranhas sit on top of their own suits.

she said so.

"..."

The heavy submarine lady was silent.

She didn't fire a single torpedo herself, and the battle was pretty much over.

Hornet drone swarms and Trident battleships, as well as Akula missile submarines dominate the battlefield.

Excessive long-range firepower projection directly broke through the human fleet's anti-aircraft firepower threshold.

To be honest, this scene was beyond Nautilus' expectations.

The combat effectiveness of the Allied warships and the Soviet warships working together is so terrifying.

If the Allied forces had cooperated with the Soviet Union, I am afraid that Epsilon would not have been able to rise at all.

Mainly because the Epsilon's long-range firepower projection submarine - the Plague hadn't been born yet.

"Okay, leave the finishing touches to me."

The bloodthirsty young girl swayed her white and tender feet and said so.

The battle is over.

The Salamander has already begun to retreat.

The human fleet was not without results. A large number of Aegis cruisers and a few Trident battleships were sunk.

The piranha submarine group responsible for the face-up also lost a large number of units.

But it doesn't matter.

The dead ones are daughters that can be produced quickly, which means there is no loss.

"It's really frustrating."

Nautilus sighed.

I thought I could reap some victories, but all the victories were taken away by the Akula missile submarine that I led.

The lead Nautilus and Typhoon attack class submarines did not participate in the battle at all.

She herself did not fire a single torpedo.

This made Nautilus, who considered himself a regular soldier, feel very aggrieved, as if it was useless at all.

"Then I leave the finishing touches to you, piranha."

After paying a military salute, the Nautilus submerged under the sea again, preparing to return with its troops.

"It was a comfortable battle."

Sitting horizontally on top of the ship suit, the little girl hummed a song, watching the puppet she manipulated eliminate survivors one after another.

Wait a while, Lord Irkala will use the catastrophic weather to completely erase all traces.

"Huh? What is that?"

The piranha saw that the environment seemed to have changed.

She felt the breath of pagan power.

Purple psychic energy suddenly emerged from all over the battlefield.

Then, a Rubik's cube-like object was condensed.

However, it's not over yet.

Slowly, the Rubik's Cube turned into a human form.

"This is……"

The young girl was a little puzzled.

The light dissipated, and finally a figure came into her eyes.

It was a silver-haired girl wearing a navy cap.

Holding a longbow, a bald eagle stands on his shoulder.

A ship girl who looks sassy and handsome at a glance.

The other party slowly opened his eyes.

"..."

The young girl and the girl recalled looking at each other.

This is not Epsilon's ship girl.

Piranhas instinctively sensed this fact.

She secretly ordered her descendants to prepare for battle.

"who are you?"

Then, the submarine girl asked.

"I……"

At first, the silver-haired girl's eyes were a little confused, as if she had just been born.

But soon, she woke up.

"I am the second ship of the Yorktown class, Enterprise."

The silver-haired ship lady gave her name.

"enterprise……"

The piranha muttered the name silently.

The Soviet Union never developed an aircraft carrier.

Obviously, the opponent is from the Allied camp.

Just the Yorktown-class aircraft carrier, which she had never heard of.

The inheritance memory of the warship only told her that all the Allied aircraft carriers were all enterprise-class.

"Piranha, grab her."

Suddenly, the command of the general flagship came from the ear.

With the help of the spiritual network between the Epsilon girls, she saw this new strange girl with the eyes of her soul.

The opponent does not belong to the Epsilon camp.

But it doesn't matter, as long as the opponent is caught, the Epsilon camp will have an aircraft carrier loyal to paganism.

Because Ilkala has the ability to mind control the ship's mother.

It's just that she didn't expect it to come in handy like this.

It seems that not only Epsilon's ship girls will be born, but also ship girls from unknown camps will be born.

"..."

Enterprise clenched the longbow in its hand.

She felt hostility from the young girl opposite.

And somewhere far away, there is an aura that is close to her, just like her creator.

At the same time, there was an additional order in my mind that seemed to be engraved into instinct——

"Find and rescue the Commander."

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Chapter 98 Ship girls know how to fight, no one can stop them

The silver-haired ship lady drew the longbow in her hand.

Some human figures who were also ship girls appeared on the surrounding water.

However, these human figures look almost exactly the same, and there is no emotion in their eyes.

It's like a mass-produced cannon fodder model.

"..."