Azur Lane: Commander's Code of Conduct

"Another airstrike so soon?"

The Purifier frowned slightly. This frequency was a bit wrong.

And the opponent was so confident that he didn't need the cover of other firepower and directly launched a surprise attack.

This was a bit wrong no matter how you looked at it.

It wasn't that the Purifier looked down on the combat power of Azur Lane. She could naturally see that the foundation of the aviation formation on the Azur Lane side was quite good, but it was precisely because of this that she developed this set of extreme anti-air formations.

It was used to restrain the aviation fleet of Azur Lane. If the opponent wanted to fight with her on the periphery, the air defense formation she had specially made to deal with Azur Lane would indeed be just a decoration.

But if the opponent wanted to force his way in to expand his advantage and gain air superiority, that would be a joke.

Extreme anti-air.

Extreme!

Do you understand extreme?

It was the kind of person who could die and the ship could be destroyed, but air superiority could not be lost.

The Purifiers didn't believe it at all. The opponent's carrier-based aircraft could barely rush in, which was their limit. They still wanted to expand their advantage and seize air superiority?

Don't be ridiculous. Even in the book, they dare not draw it like this.

The carrier-based aircraft swooped down again like a falcon, madly invading the Siren's airspace and entangled with those Siren's carrier-based aircraft.

It was like a group of tigers rushing into a wolf pack, fighting each other madly.

The carrier-based aircraft of both sides kept falling and exploding from the sky, but it also allowed all the carrier-based aircraft of Azur Lane to enter the Siren's airspace.

This wave, give everything, without any reservation!

Then, the carrier-based aircraft that finally rushed into the Siren's defense line, not ignoring the shells from the Siren carrier-based aircraft above their heads, began to lower their altitude and began to dive madly towards the ground ships.

Enterprise's carrier-based aircraft were protected in the middle, and other carrier-based aircraft from the headquarters surrounded Enterprise's carrier-based aircraft, using their bodies to help Enterprise block the shooting from the Siren carrier-based aircraft.

Enterprise only needed to operate the carrier-based aircraft and be careful of the anti-aircraft firepower of the ships below.

When the anti-aircraft firepower of those ships could reach Enterprise's carrier-based aircraft, they were already in the claws of the god of death.

Enterprise shook his arms slightly, and the god of death on his shoulders spread his wings and flew up.

.............

The heart seemed to never beat again, and everything in the field of vision flowed into Gascogne's mind like data.

Gascogne watched indifferently as he efficiently processed the information one by one.

The information hidden in a long string of numbers was far more than the feedback seen in the field of vision.

The world came alive in front of her eyes, but Gascogne felt that she was dying bit by bit.

It was not until the last Siren outside the target range was blown up by a cannon that Gascogne felt his heart beat slightly.

A faint light flashed in his cold and dead eyes, but it soon disappeared.

"Command confirmed, target confirmed, Gascogne is on standby."

The ship behind him began to emit a series of overwhelmed roars, and the crude oil in the power furnace began to burn crazily.

Gascogne stood in place, and shells passed by her side, and the broken shrapnel scratched her cheek, leaving a deep blood mark on her face.

The bright red blood and light blue fragments fell together, landing on the white, spotless skirt.

The cross spear in his hand pointed quietly to the ground, and the surging power in the ship was condensing bit by bit.

"The dodge module is turned off."

"The sensor module is turned off."

"The communication module is turned off."

"The power module is turned off."

"The information component is turned off."

One after another, the body functions that are useless at the moment are turned off.

For the first time, Gascoigne felt a sense of fatigue from his body, and the information of the shutdown of body function modules echoed in his mind.

In the cross-star pupils that had been shining, there was no longer any light.

She raised her head slightly, and her gray, empty eyes looked at the gray fog in front of her that could never be penetrated.

The huge ship behind her stretched out bit by bit, and the scarlet light flowed in the hideous muzzle.

The roar in the huge ship was endless, as if it was boiling water in a high-pressure boiler. To open the top cover of the ship, the power of the ship was called to the limit, as if it would explode at any time.

The girl slowly raised her other stiff arm, spread her palm, and pointed forward.

Without oneThe voice with a hint of emotion came out of his mouth intermittently:

"Gascogne, the firing restriction is lifted!"