Chapter 494 The Return of the Iron Blood Camp (3100 Words)

On the way back to the villa, Lin Lan found that many rooms in the high-rise building on the mountain were lit up.

This was more popular than when he woke up on the artificial island.

He was not surprised at all. This was how the White Eagle Ship Girls should live on the artificial island.

At that time, Saratoga and New Jersey asked the ship girls to go down the mountain for vacation in order to prevent the cheerful White Eagle Ship Girls from disturbing his recovery.

Now the vacation is over, and most of the White Eagle Ship Girls have returned to the dormitory on the mountain.

After returning to the villa, while the six light cruiser girls were taking a shower in the bathroom, Lin Lan also sat on the sofa in the living room and read the news on his mobile phone.

The current situation in the United States of Orlan is still good, and Jian Qianou also sent him an electronic plan for the giant corporate regime.

Lin Lan did not look at this plan in detail, but just glanced at it.

He was going to go back and discuss with Xiao Jiajia to gather the White Eagle Ship Girls to discuss and agree. Anyway, this plan could not be implemented before the Tianxing Consortium and the Noah Dexin Consortium were resolved, so there was no rush.

But in addition to this, his teacher Ji Chenlin also sent him a summary of the actions of the Siren Fleet by the commanders of the ports of the Navy in recent days.

I don’t know if it’s because the builders were frustrated in Hengyue City, but the number of scattered Siren mass-produced models and executors in the waters around many cities in the East Continent has decreased sharply.

There are even several cities where the Sirens have disappeared on the routes between each other.

This is a situation that has never happened in the United States of Orlan since the outbreak of the Siren disaster.

So much so that Ji Chenlin expressed to him with some concern whether the Siren was preparing for a new round of large-scale attacks.

After thinking for a moment, Lin Lan replied to his teacher’s concerns:

“Require the commanders of the Navy Departments of each city to strengthen the vigilance of the surrounding waters, and send a contact report to the headquarters at a fixed time every day to report the situation of the day. The port commanders of Huanyang City must make two contacts every day.”

“If a commander misses the contact time, please immediately dispatch a fleet to the city in charge of the commander and inform me.”

Lin Lan understood that Ji Chenlin’s concerns were not unreasonable.

There must be something wrong when things are abnormal. Siren suddenly withdrew the mass-produced models and executors deployed at sea to block the shipping routes in various places. It is indeed very likely that they are planning some conspiracy.

In particular, he also knew that Siren was very likely to be entrenched in the headquarters of the Tianxing Consortium in Huanyang City, so he naturally had to strengthen his defense.

After doing all this, Lin Lan looked at the weather forecast of the East Continent again and learned that the second cold wave would also land in the East Continent within a week.

This also made him sigh.

If it weren't for the fact that it was winter now, he really wanted to take the White Eagle Fleet to Huanyang City and take down the headquarters of the Tianxing Consortium.

The main reason was that he had learned on the way back to the artificial island that the Tianxing Consortium had basically completely controlled the Noah Dexin Consortium.

Once the headquarters of the Tianxing Consortium was destroyed, it would likely cause the administrative agencies of more than a dozen cities under it to be directly paralyzed and fall into chaos.

This is why he planned to take the White Eagle Fleet to Huanyang City when it was close to the beginning of spring.

Even so, just in case, Lin Lan sent another message to Jian Qianou, asking the old man to prepare for armed takeover of the dozen cities at any time.

With this arrangement, even if the Siren suddenly attacked, he would not be caught off guard, and he had enough countermeasures.

As soon as he put down his phone, he heard the bathroom door upstairs opened, and Phoenix's happy voice came with the sound of water splashing:

"Commander! Come and take a shower together!"

Although this was an invitation from the Phoenix girl with orange short hair, Lin Lan knew without thinking that Phoenix must have obtained the consent of other sisters since she dared to invite him like this.

He even seriously suspected that this idea was proposed by the old driver Saint Louis.

Lin Lan smiled and stood up from the sofa, put the phone on the coffee table, and smiled a little:

"Okay, I'll come right away!"

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On the sea with light snow, a huge black and red mass-produced fleet was cutting through the waves and heading forward at high speed.

In the night sky covered by snow clouds, from time to time a group of carrier-based aircraft penetrated the clouds and landed on the mass-produced aircraft carrier in this large fleet, and a new carrier-based aircraft group took off from the runway of the mass-produced aircraft carrier in the snow.

The searchlights on the mass-produced warships were like torches in the dark night, dispelling the darkness on the sea in front of the fleet.

Although many mass-produced ships had scars from artillery attacks, they were more full of iron and blood with the heavy black and red style paint.

There was a flagpole standing on the bow of each mass-produced ship, and the black and red iron cross flag indicated the camp they belonged to-

The Iron-Blooded Fleet that set out from the Western Continent and returned to the port area!

In the center of this huge Iron-Blooded mass-produced fleet, in the largest mass-produced battleship, Bismarck, wearing Iron-Blooded military uniforms, and Frederick the Great were standing in a command room that looked like a study.

They were looking at a large map hanging on the wall.

On this map, the route of their Iron Blood Camp from the Western Continent to the present has been outlined with a pen.

However, this route, which should have been a straight line, has many crosses drawn with a red pen, and the route also deviates from these crosses.

"I really didn't expect that the Sirens have penetrated this world so deeply and have built so many strongholds and fortresses in the depths of the ocean."

Bismarck, who wore a military hat and had blond hair, held his chin, looked at the map on the wall, frowned and said softly.

On the way back to the port area from the western continent, they had already encountered more than a dozen attacks by the Siren fleet.

There are even many Siren fleets with Type III Executors as the main force.

Moreover, when they set out to the Western Continent, they clearly did not find the large fortress built by the Siren. When they returned to the port area this time, they had discovered no less than five of them on the original route.

Although these strongholds have all been captured and destroyed by their iron-blooded camp, any ship girl in the port area knows that the speed at which the Sirens build strongholds or fortresses is absolutely abnormal.

It may not even take a month for these large fortresses to be rebuilt by the sirens.

Bismarck sighed bitterly. It seemed that their idea of ​​establishing a safe oil transportation route between the port area and the Western Continent would most likely fail.

And Frederick the Great, who was standing side by side with her in front of the map, although he still had a calm smile on his face, his black and golden eyes also shone with an uncertain luster.

"Bismarck, these are not the most important things."

Frederick the Great spoke slowly, taking out a black baton that looked like a conductor of an orchestra, and pointed at a red cross on the map in front of them:

"Do you still remember what we found in this fortress..."

"You are right, Frederick, this is the information we most need to return to the port area and report to the commander."

Bismarck understood what Frederick the Great was referring to and responded directly.

Their iron-blooded camp discovered the agent of the Arbitration Organization in this Siren Fortress stronghold.

Although they had learned of the existence of Strenkus through their previous contact with the White Eagle camp, the agent they found in the Siren Fortress was not the agent of Strenkus VIII "Determination".

It is the agent of XIV "Equilibrium (Balance)", the agent of Arbiter Templarus XIV.

Although they have already known through Helena's meta information that there is more than one arbiter in the arbitration organization in this world.

However, as the representative of the Arbitration Agency, Tempalance is acting together with the experimental agency fleet. This is undoubtedly a situation that requires great attention.

They must return to the port area as soon as possible and report this situation to the commander and the White Eagle camp, so as to prevent the commander from suffering a big loss due to insufficient intelligence.

"By the way, Bismarck, how is the new kid doing now?"

Seeing that Bismarck had realized the importance of this matter, Frederick the Great showed a satisfied look, and then asked Bismarck.

She was quite fond of the child named Broken Qiong, but he seemed to have some health problems not long ago and had been resting alone on the mass-produced battleship.

Moreover, Bismarck specifically ordered all the Iron-Blooded Ship Girls not to get close to the mass-produced ship, and only asked Ron, Mainz, Egil and other project ship girls to take turns taking care of Shattered Qiong.

As for the reason, due to the continuous battles during this period and the arrangement of shift vigilance and logistics work for the Predator girls, she did not bother to ask Bismarck.

Now, if nothing happens, they will arrive at the port area early the next morning, and Frederick the Great finally has the leisure to mention this matter.

"Shattered Sky..."

When Bismarck was asked this question by Frederick the Great, a bit of worry flashed in his blue eyes.

"I told you before that she is a 'mecha' made from the Yuan Rubik's Cube, and is fundamentally different from our 'ship'."

"With the Commander by her side, her metamorphosis is still in a suppressable state, but now that she is separated from the Commander, the Metacube in her body can no longer suppress the metamorphosis even if she uses meta crystals."

Frederick the Great nodded slightly, his smile remained unchanged, and he seemed not too worried about this matter:

"No wonder you only arranged for the children from the plan ship to take care of Broken Qiong. With the Yuan Magic Cube and Meta, it is really not suitable for other children to come into contact with her."

Bismarck sighed, seeming to notice something, and moved his gaze to the sea under the night outside the window.

"This strong child reminds me of my former self. Tomorrow I will ask Geryon to help her contain the meta energy in her body."

"But at the moment, it seems that the Siren does not want us to return to the port area so smoothly."

Frederick the Great also turned his head slightly and looked out the window. The smile on his face faded and was replaced by a gloomy coldness.

The next second, the faint sound of gunfire and flames came from the dark night outside the window.

"A large-scale siren interception fleet was discovered on the right front of the fleet! The members of the escort tonight will join me in bringing despair deeper than death to the enemies who block the iron-blooded march!"

Count Zeppelin's murderous attack order came from the communicator on the table in the command room.