Azur Lane: I took the graduation port area through time

Chapter 126 The Tired Return Extreme and the Tyrant Armor (3000 words)

After knowing the news, Lin Lan smiled slightly.

When the entire Iron-Blooded Fleet arrives, I am afraid that Lin Lan can just walk away across the entire Western Continent.

Just a tomahawk military industry? How many divisions do you have that are strong enough to fight with iron and blood?

After arriving at the pier and getting off the bus, Lin Lan, surrounded by his Iron-Blooded Shipmates, returned to his yacht and began to make his way back upstream.

After the yacht set off, Lin Lan sat back on the sofa.

Both of his arms were held by Eugen and Blücher, and they refused to let go at all.

On the sofa opposite, the three little Z-drivers and the elegant tall black-haired beauty Peter were all looking at him, reluctant to look away.

Only the little profiteer Akashi was on the deck outside, looking at the scenery outside and the cargo ships passing by.

"Commander, hehehe~"

Blücher had been holding his arm since he got off the bus. The girl with long cream-colored hair had a happy smile on her face, like a little sweetheart.

And Prince Eugen stopped acting. Just like he did in the Iron-Blooded Fortress that day, he held his other arm with a faint smile on his face.

The silver-haired girl with red highlights looked at him with brown eyes filled with love.

Lin Lan suddenly felt a sense of absurdity in his heart.

How could he think that his shipgirls were fake when he was here before?

It was obvious that they had been searching for him with their love for him, and now they were by his side in a very real way.

Lin Lan was about to say something sensational, but Eugen suddenly reached over his head and said in a provocative tone in his ear:

"Commander, I heard from my fourth sister that you had a lot of fun in that villa on the beach."

Eugen's words made Lin Lan freeze up immediately.

"Ah? Hahaha, really, why don't I remember?"

Lin Lan quickly felt guilty and wanted to beat him up, but it was obvious that Eugen would not let him go easily.

"Don't remember? Hmm, it looks like you need us to help you recall your memories~"

Eugen, who had a possessive look on his face, had already licked his lips with a smile and looked at him with seductive eyes.

"Why didn't I know that your physical fitness was so good before? You even fooled me by pretending to be in my sister's room."

Seeing that Eugen obviously wanted to kill him here, Lin Lan hurriedly tried to get up and shouted at the same time:

"No, Eugen, this place is still outside. If anything happens, let's go back to the port area and talk about it..."

But his words were interrupted by Peter smiling.

"Commander, I have already asked Zeppelin. There is still a long time before we can return to the port area. There is plenty of time."

Lin Lan panicked even more when she heard what time management masters said.

"But, there are still children here..."

Lin Lan just turned his attention to Z1 and the others, but saw Z1 and Z2, two Z-driven little lolita, who could not wait to come to him, squatting down and looking at him with blushing faces.

"Commander, you still know that we are children."

The speaker was Mrs. Z1 with short silver hair. She hummed twice, as if she was an elder sister who wanted to seek justice for her younger sister.

"We all know clearly what you did to our little sister Leoni Z46 at that time. You can no longer use this as an excuse."

Z2's burgundy eyes stared at him. Although the cute little loli still had an indifferent expression and her tone was as emotionless as usual, a faint blush appeared on her pink face.

"Eh, eh? What's going on? Are you going to push the commander down here? Count me in!"

After being confused at first, Z16 also ran over and joined her two Z-driver sisters.

Lin Lan was completely dumbfounded when he saw this formation.

He could only place all his hopes on Akashi.

But when he looked towards the deck, he found that the little profiteer had already closed the cabin door, and then gave him a bad smile outside...

Thumbs up.

This profiteer actually sold him out when he saw the situation was bad!

"I, can I say that I am not in good health today..."

The few fierce ship girls around him were already approaching with eager eyes, and Lin Lan finally wanted to try to resist.

"Hmm~ Commander, how is your physical condition? Let us check it ourselves~"

Eugen smiled eagerly, laughing.

"Hey, that's fine, let's just come..."

Lin Lan's face was full of despair. Now that the matter had come to this, no matter how much he resisted, it would be useless.

"Ah ho~ Commander! I can finally let you taste the power of my love again!"

With little Lu Bu happily leading the charge, he turned on the self-driving yacht and sailed slowly back to the port area.

…

Dongyun City is the closest city on the Western Continent to the Eastern Continent of the United States of Oran.

Although this place is nominally under the jurisdiction of Tomahawk Military Industry, Tianou Group did not give up here easily due to the city's geographical location closest to the Eastern Continent.

Speaking of Dongyun City, the first impression that comes to every Oran person's mind is the Mecha Exhibition Hall in the southern district of the city.

If shipping was once the lifeline of the United States of Oran, then mechas were undoubtedly the foundation of the United States of Oran.

Unlike Blue Star, the United States of Oran in this world did not develop tanks. Instead, it developed mechas as the main force of the army's armored forces.

When the war broke out between Oran and the Natlan Empire, if it hadn't been for the torrent of indestructible mechas, Oran would have been defeated by the Natlan Empire, which had developed transcendent physical strength.

Although the martial Natlan people look no different from the Oran people in appearance, they can develop unnaturally powerful strength in the land of the Natlan Empire.

In particular, the royal family of the Natlan Empire possesses unique training skills.

Even through this unique training, it is possible to cultivate peak experts who can physically carry cannonballs and float in the air for a short period of time.

This kind of strong person who has tempered his personal strength to the peak is respected by the Natlan people as the ultimate person.

In the initial period of the war, the Oran army that landed on the territory of the Natlan Empire was overwhelming.

But after the Natland Empire's Extremes took action, Oran's army was beaten to a pulp.

There are even records of the humiliating record of an armored unit being destroyed by an Ultraman.

In order to prevent the Natlan Empire from crossing the sea to attack the mainland of Oran, the United States of Oran mobilized the whole country and finally developed weapons that could compete with the Extremes.

In the entire Oran, it is the only heavy-duty war mecha model with the ability to fly.

Tyrant.

After the extremely powerful Tyrant Armor entered the war, the invincible performance of the Natlan Extremes was finally effectively contained.

During the century-long war, the two countries continued to clash. In the constant brutal fighting between the Extremers and the Tyrant Armor, neither country could completely defeat the other.

In the end, the century-long war brought the economies of the two countries to near collapse, and they had to sign an armistice treaty.

As for the Tyrant Armor that shone brightly during the war, after the armistice, only a few units that were too damaged to operate were transported back to Oran.

Due to the huge manpower and material resources required to manufacture the Tyrant Armor, after the war, in order to quickly revive the collapsed economy, Oran also gave up the manufacture of new Tyrant Armor.

After the Siren Disaster broke out, a large number of factories and cities in Oran were destroyed, and large-scale navigation between the two continents was no longer possible as before.

Therefore, the United States of Oran's focus has shifted to cultivating the navy and manufacturing ordinary mechas.

The Tyrant Armor can only be made by gathering the strength of the whole country. Oran, who has experienced the Siren Disaster, can no longer afford it.

Nowadays, only in the mecha exhibition hall in Dongyun City's southern district can one see the once huge and majestic broken armor standing here.

The ruthless knife of time has left irreparable scars on the outer shell of this Oran-respecting war god who protects the country.

A few days ago, the news that the wreckage of a Tyrant armor disappeared from the Dongyun City Exhibition Hall appeared on a corner of the Oran News website.

But this did not attract anyone’s attention, and the news was quickly deleted without leaving any trace.

"Boss, there is something I don't know whether to say or not. Do we really need to bring this armor here to repair it with all our strength?"

Dongyun City, Tomahawk Military Industry, underground mecha laboratory.

Tian Ming, a tall and thin man wearing a white coat and round-rimmed glasses, was carefully asking Zhu Mobo, the general agent of Tomahawk Military Industry in Dongyun City beside him.

In the empty underground workshop in front of them, a huge broken mecha tens of meters high was half-kneeling on the ground.

Around its huge body, countless Tomahawk military repair equipment are repairing the wounds left by previous wars.

However, Oran did not repair it in the past. Now it is not easy to repair this Tyrant Armor with only an underground laboratory of Tomahawk Military Industry?

Tian Ming, the person in charge of Dongyun City's underground mecha laboratory, even though he has been frantically flipping through the sketches and designs sent by Zhu Mobo in the past two days, he still has no confidence that he can make this Tyrant armor move.

Zhu Mobo clasped his hands behind his back and looked up at the magnificent Tyrant Armor that was being repaired. He did not glance at Tian Ming, but said coldly:

"Don't worry so much, just try your best and the cultivation will be over."

"But, but..."

"But? I haven't settled the accounts with you about the disappearance of three α mechas you secretly used. How dare you tell me that?"

Tian Ming closed his mouth knowingly and shrank his neck.

That incident was a lifelong pain for him. All his savings in the past few years were lost, and he still owed Uncle Zhu Mo in front of him a lot of money.

If Zhu Mobo hadn't saved him, he might have been sent to the Tomahawk Military Industrial Headquarters for liquidation.

After Zhu Mobo rolled his eyes at Tian Ming, he snorted coldly, turned around and left the large underground workshop without looking back.

After taking the elevator a few floors up, he arrived at his underground office here.

Zhu Mobo sat on the chair behind his desk, covering his head and thinking for a moment, then suddenly hit the table hard and cursed in a low voice.

"Damn it, I don't have much time left, I have to hurry up!"

While cursing angrily, he took out a silver metal suitcase from the small cabinet under the table.

He carefully opened the delicate suitcase.

A small black-red cube containing extremely terrifying raging energy was placed squarely in the center of the suitcase.

It’s a big chapter of 3000 words, I hope you all enjoy reading it!