Construction of the port area from Anchorage to the north

"Eh?"

"what?"

The two looked at each other for a while, and then Yang Ming said: "The beautiful night has just begun, and tomorrow will be a beautiful weekend. At this time, you want to go to bed early... It turns out that Thor also needs to rest."

"Yes, is that so..."

Lei Dian really took out the paper umbrella in shame but didn't open it, and suddenly walked towards the command center: "In this case, the commander can continue to tell me something about Dao's wife's current situation... After all, whether it is Anke Miss Leitch's appearance, or just now, you just said a little bit of superficiality, right?"

Of course, after all, if you really want to talk about this kind of thing, you have to find the Leeuwenhoek from the Internet. After all, some people even predicted the plot of Heguan Island before Heguan Island came out.

Of course, Missan is not good enough, and the reason why the story structure is too easy to guess is in it.

After pouring a glass of water and bringing some snacks over, Yang Ming began to imitate the storyteller's tone, telling Lei Dianzhen about Dao's wife's current situation outside the main line.

The deeds of Narugami Island, the chaos on other islands, the monsters, friends, and more that were buried by General Raiden's constant swing of the sword,

A story that needs to be found in the document to find the answer...

…………

At 0122 a.m. standard time in the East Eighth District, the Neon Maritime Self-Defense Force was driving at high speed from the direction of Sendai waters to the Tokyo waters in embarrassment. During this period, it continuously sent distress and warning broadcasts to all frequency bands.

(The following is an amateur 0-level neon language translation.)

"Hirata-kun, when will the rescue come?"

"do not know!"

"Baga, then continue to send telegrams! Ask your superiors for instructions!"

"May I ask if the content of the telegram should be changed to say that we are being pursued by a large number of enemies and are in danger, asking for support?"

"Baga! The report says, 'Encounter hundreds of enemies, hit one of them hard, transfer in time, ask about the strategic transfer target!' The face of the Navy is completely lost by you!"

There was chaos on the bridge, God is sorry, this self-defense force ship usually drives away the neighboring countries, and the fishing boats that shamelessly ran to this sea area to catch fish will run away immediately when they encounter other coast guard ships road.

Why was it blocked today by a fleet that came from nowhere, didn't answer no matter how they shouted, and didn't even send out any radio waves?And the surrounding fog is getting bigger and bigger...

There was chaos on the bridge, the radio wave was transmitted, but the part that came back was unexpectedly noisy, as if someone was using high-power interference equipment nearby, and was interfering with the radio.

Suddenly, I had a feeling that the shells outside the ship's side kept falling into the water, as well as the Wuyang Wuyang voice, all pointing to the fact that they were chasing.

Of course, this is not the source of that feeling, the feeling of being full of anxiety, his hands and feet are gradually becoming cold, and even the feeling that there is something choked in his neck, which is constantly rising along with the tingling sensation of the hair on his back.

He kept urging the crew to speed up, and then speed up, trying to get rid of the fog that was constantly filling behind him, as well as those black fleets that were shadowy in the fog, as if they were hallucinations.

Finally, a voice other than noise came from the radio: "Zizizi... What is chasing you?...Details... Ming!"

What a fart, people are going to catch up!

The mobile phone signal was also displayed outside the circle. The captain thought about it and took some photos of those ships.

The ship roared in the water, and even the side of the ship was constantly shaken by several near-miss bombs... The emperor blessed, at least, at least his own ship, was not sunk by the bombardment!

There was a shrill and ear-piercing whistling from above their heads. Although these sailors had never seen war, this kind of sound, which can be said to be engraved in their genes...was a bomb!

In the next second, an aerial bomb precisely hit the middle of the boat, and the explosives in the bomb exploded instantly, releasing its own energy wildly, even before the ship's steel had time to distort and deform, most of it was vaporized, leaving pitch black A bright torch was lit in the night sky.

After the violent roar, denser fog surged towards the sea. This white fog covered the sea area and continued to spread towards the ship's predetermined course.

Like a creep on the sea.

The artillery fire subsided in an instant, and the remaining wreckage quickly entered the water and then sank into the sea... However, not everyone died on the spot.

Hirata, who had been scolded miserably before, went outside the bridge in order to collect evidence. The impact of the explosion directly blew him away, and he fell into the sea, but the life jacket saved his life, or half his life. .

Floating obliquely in the water, Hirata vomited blood from his mouth, and felt dull pains in his body one after another, as if he no longer belonged to him except his brain.

Half-asleep and half-awake, he only felt that there were many ships passing by him quietly nearby, going further away. In the dimness, he seemed to smell the musty smell of the tatami at home, as well as the miso soup placed on the table by his mother. the scent of...

Chapter 78. Keep Your Spirits Up, Game

After talking with Lei Dianzhen about Dao Wife and Tivat for a long time, Yang Ming also told Anchorage a picture book of fairy tales by the way—it seems that she prefers to listen to picture book stories like this.

Then I went to bed because it was too late, let Lei Dianzhen take care of it before going to bed, and don't let Anchorage run out to paint pictures on a whim.

Then I fiddled with the weird-shaped glasses that had been delivered before, and lay down to sleep. I checked the group before going to bed, and found that everyone seemed to be discussing this year's military exercise in full swing——

Forget it, it has nothing to do with me who can only play games.

Then, after sleeping until dawn, someone knocked on the door and called me to eat breakfast, and then opened the door with a displeased face: "Did you knock on your horse during the holiday?"

"Do you have a reservation for today?"

"No, stay put, don't disturb me to sleep!"

"Tsk tsk, let me inform you, remember to go to the school medical office every month and beep on the machine with your hand to confirm if you are, ah, suddenly turned into a mutant!"

The roommate is quite well-dressed, it looks like she is going out to pick up girls.

"Why mutants, Hulk and Hulk?"

"Brother, you are insane. When you mention mutants, you will reunite. Is your game still connected to the Internet?"

"Can't connect, goodbye."

Closing the door with a bang, Yang Ming wiped his face. After being woken up, it was difficult to fall asleep again. If he fell asleep, he would not know when he would wake up. For himself who has a good schedule (referring to going to bed at three o'clock in the evening), this is a Seriously Disordered Behavior!

Poured a cup of Coke from the refrigerator, went to brush his teeth and wash his face for personal hygiene, and when he came out again, Yang Ming stroked the beard on his chin, and after thinking about it, he decided to shave it off.

Now I have the commander of two ships, my personal image, ah,

Be sure to be more energetic.

Then I sat in front of the computer in my pajamas, turned on the phone by the way, and entered the game skillfully, and saw Lei Dianzhen standing outside that simple small shrine again, facing the shrine and meditating—in other words, is this thing really enshrining something? ?

Even if there is, it is the belief of Shige Sakura, and it is really compatible with Inazuma... Although they are all, ah, it is enough to make the prototype from Neon.

As the picture zoomed in, Lei Dian really turned around in good time: "Good morning, Commander. Are you going to decide to carry out the...exploration you mentioned today?"

"Well, after I have lunch, I will study the glasses and prepare them. Where is An Bao now?"

"Anbao...Miss Anchorage should be in the dining room now. Why don't you come over for breakfast together?"

Raiden is always quite organized when speaking, and she quickly accepted the concept that she is a 'ship'. She even got up early in the morning. In the place where the square is planned to be built, it may not be useful for sea battles. The long knife, practiced a lot.

Although she is not good at martial arts, compared to those powerful enemies during the Demon God War, she still has some experience in the ordinary wielding of knives and guns...

Yang Ming opened his mouth, thought for a while before sighing, "I...have a problem."

"In short, I can't get in. No matter how I think about it, I can't get in. Don't worry too much about it. Let's talk about it when we may have a chance to meet in the future.

... Cough, if you are bored in the port area, you can also go out to sea for a stroll, just to get some experience or something, the oil is still abundant, so use it as you like. "

When Yang Ming opened the webpage, he saw the headlines on the front page. The matter of the beautiful country's aircraft carrier being provocative (provocative here means serious) is not over yet. There have been more and more incidents of this kind of innocence on the five oceans. Events of the owning ship.

Its targets are also very scattered, with a hammer in the east and a mallet in the west, it appears like a ghost, and when it disappears, it either sinks or goes away with the fog, which is really a headache.

The ones used are still old, probably from the time of World War II, which is really backward for modern warships.You can even strike beyond visual range at will, but...it can't stand it frequently.

Just like the beautiful country this morning (local time), it has encountered three rounds of attacks in the Indian Ocean, and it is even more solid than the last one.

From the expulsion that might have been pulled out by the neon World War II, to the American War and the British War, and even the most outrageous time, a fucking Zeppelin was found on the radar.

In this regard, all countries are frantically denying that they are too idle to build these things, and they have no reason to build such outdated ships that are no different from scrap iron due to the advent of the aircraft carrier era.

But the beautiful country itself is not clean, maybe it finally changed its mind and planned to sell some serious toys to those third world or conflict zones?

Internationally, it is almost equal to a pile of bad debts, all of them are expressing nonsense opinions, and domestic forums are even more complicated because they are caught in the middle, and at least a dozen kinds of speculations soon appeared.

The most reliable one is that aliens descended from the sky. To infiltrate the earth's culture, they must start from the ocean.

Maybe when you get up tomorrow morning, the cannon is already aimed at the city-and then this person will be sprayed as an idiot.

Aliens really want to come over and need such painstaking efforts to make scrap iron?Throwing an absolutely regular geometric column suspension directly above each city to show contempt is not enough.

Yang Ming cheerfully followed him to eat snacks in the cafeteria. When he came over, the two of them talked about what was going on. After starting a new column, he had a whim and went to the novel website next door to start a new column under a pseudonym that had been abandoned for a while. book.

I just wrote a title and uploaded it. I wanted to test it out and see if this hosting could, ah, help me write a novel, get a side job or something.

Resources are meant to be maximized.

I found a reasonable explanation for my behavior, and after spending a pleasant morning, I put on the pair of glasses that were delivered earlier—this thing turned out to be similar to the hard MR augmented reality glasses, so strong, too Strong (great read).

AR graphics appeared in front of my eyes, and then turned into text glowing blue.

[Iris is detected and is being adjusted personally.Neural connection... The adjustment is complete, test player 1, thank you for using it. 】

Yang Ming only felt a dim light flash in front of his eyes, and then his heart rate, breathing, blood pressure, pulse and other information appeared in the lower left corner of his field of vision.

Wow, so grounded.

[Protocol 1: Neural connection, identity verification... Verification completed, test player [-]. 】

[Protocol [-]: Test mission, the mission needs your assistance, our game is still in the development stage, and many contents still need to be adjusted. 】

[Agreement [-]: Guarantee...]

Before the text in front of him was fully displayed, Yang Ming felt dizzy for a while, and fell into endless darkness.

Then, Yang Ming blinked, sat up straight on the chair, quietly took off his glasses, and tapped on them, so that the fancy sci-fi appearance got rid of them, and he put them on again after turning into ordinary square glasses.

Putting away the phone and entrusting Yang Ming to look at the open document on the screen, after a little thought, he straightened his back and began to type on the keyboard seriously, finishing the unfinished column writing, while thinking about the outline of the novel, thinking about what to do. how it is done.

Everything is orderly and almost silent, only the sound of keyboard tapping, in the room

reverberate.

Testimonials

Going around and around, it's another day of shelves.

To be honest, I have already put several books on the shelves, but every time I put them on the shelves, ah, I feel a little panic, a little flustered.

There are all kinds of hopes, such as better grades, longer writing, hope that the outline will not collapse...etc.

But to be honest, the most important thing, ah, is to be able to update stably!

Let’s talk about the update plan first, starting from the early morning of Friday, ah, until 24:[-] on Sunday!

Every 1W tip adds one update, every 100 blades adds one update, the specifics are up to me to update...

2 chapters are updated every day, and the most is to add more, ah, add more, add when you consider your fingers, no problem!

Finally, I thought about a lot of words that should be very touching, so why not condense them

Hungry, hungry, order!

Chapter 79. At this time, I should do my best as a landlord and take you on a tour

The darkness in front of me is occupied by a plate of baked muffins, and the feeling of body lightness is cumbersome, mainly because the baked muffins are so delicious!

A few fluffy and steaming baked muffins (also translated as pound cakes) are still piled up with cream and slowly melting butter. On the napkin, there are two exquisite Tall, round-handled metal mug filled with...

maple syrup, and honey.

Just thinking about it makes me want to die from the sweetness.However, Anchorage just poured them evenly on the baked muffins after a little thought, letting the two blend and heat up.

Then I picked up the knife and fork to cut and fork a piece.At the same time, lean forward as far as possible to ensure that the sticky honey syrup does not fall on you.

Desserts such as baked muffins have not been eaten in cake shops before, but their rough taste is difficult to make up for even if they are complemented by modern technology.

The one in front of me is completely different!

Just right soft, after cutting, the slightly crisp outer skin has been soaked with honey syrup, and the soft inside tastes delicately like some hot pudding, dense and full.

As a ship, the biggest advantage is that although it will be painful because it is too spicy, it will never suffer subsequent damage. In the same way, although the sweetness makes most people worry about getting fat, Anchorage is not afraid at all. You can even eat a few more bites!

In a happy mood, she put the baked muffins covered in syrup into her mouth one by one, chewed them fully, and used the taste buds on her tongue to enjoy the ultimate but not fresh sweetness, the full taste and the continuous feeling of fullness, It made her close her eyes happily.

Even subconsciously let out a satisfying sound of "um~" in his throat, which really stunned Lei Dian who walked into the restaurant.

Her happy feeling... is a bit different from the commander who was able to analyze the rice wife's problem in detail yesterday. Perhaps... this is also a typical example of appearance affecting cognition.

Standing quietly by the side, after she finished eating all the muffins, Lei Dianzhen said hello, and saw Anchorage suddenly turned his head, but there was no shock on his face.

Then quickly wiped his mouth: "Morning... good. Today, we are going to explore... Come on?"

"Yeah, it's time to work hard. The commander's arrangement today is to go to Daozuma to explore... Is there anything else that I can help with?"

What can I do to help?Speaking of which, there is indeed a place that can help.