Azur Lane: The Tragic Admiral’s Azur Life

Time goes back to the present.

The white light gradually took shape, but the true identity of the ship girl within it was not revealed for a long time.

Until the moment when the pure white hand took over the blue rose in Yang Sikang's hand, the white light covering his figure suddenly shattered like a layer of fragile glass.

Her long silver hair fluttered in the sudden sea breeze, and her long white skirt swayed regularly.

York City's figure was revealed, with a blue collar on her neck. The inside of her white skirt was made of black silk fabric. Her legs were also wrapped in black stockings, and her thighs were restrained by leg rings.

She held the blue rose in her hand, and her lake-blue eyes were like sapphires, which seemed to reflect the color of the blue rose.

The huge flight deck is separated on both sides of the body, and there seems to be a pair of wings behind it about to spread its wings and fly high.

She just floated in mid-air, like a goddess, but also like... an eagle that broke free from the shackles and regained freedom.

Blue petals fell around her, and the murderous aura on the battlefield seemed to be blown away with her appearance. Even the Purifiers stopped attacking for a while and distanced themselves a little.

York City's eyes finally focused on Yang Sikang. She landed on the deck, smiled and said:

"The No. 2 Essex-class ship, fighting-lady York City, comes to you with this gesture. It is a wonderful experience that there is a day of light after darkness. Commander, let us join hands. Let’s move into the future.”

York City seemed to notice something and turned his head to look into the distance.

A bald eagle was circling in the sky. She smiled slightly, waved to someone, and then looked towards Yang Sikang again.

In that direction, although Enterprise's face remained calm, her body was trembling slightly.

Pressing the brim of his hat, the Reaper, who was serving as a reconnaissance aircraft in the sky, flapped his wings and flew towards the Santiago.

"This, this doesn't make sense! How could such a thing happen!"

The Purifier muttered quietly, the wavering in his eyes already very clear.

She was completely unable to understand the rationale for the situation in front of her, just as she did not understand why the calculation of the natural calculation system suddenly changed so much before setting off.

The York City in front of her was both familiar and unfamiliar, and she was keenly aware of the difference in the York City in front of her at this moment.

"Your instincts are right."

Yang Sikang's voice fell into her ears, and the Purifier realized that Yang Sikang was communicating on the channel she invaded last time, that is, talking to her.

"I can't perfectly reproduce that blue rose, but even if it's the same ship girl, not every individual is the same, right?"

"You... who the hell are you?!"

"He's just a commander who doesn't want to give up."

Yang Sikang cut off communications, and at the same time, the newly arrived York City had already had a huge impact on the battlefield.

The sudden appearance of this ship girl on the battlefield and her conspicuous flight deck were certainly shocking, but what excited others even more was her brief self-introduction.

Yorktown is the first ship of the Yorktown class and the sister of the Gray Ghost ‘Enterprise’.

This ship girl has not appeared in this world for many years. Since the sinking of her home ship, no commander has been able to build the Yorktown.

But now, York City not only reappears in the world, but also descends on the battlefield in a more powerful and beautiful posture.

This is a huge psychological confidence boost for both the fighting ship girl and the commander.

The carrier-based aircraft flew out from the flight deck of York City and integrated into the joint attack with others extremely smoothly.

Yang Sikang's fleet, which was originally struggling, was suddenly under great pressure, and the offensive of others seemed to become more fierce.

But the biggest change occurred in the relatively rear area. An aircraft carrier that was supposed to be in charge of the command rushed over without any surprise, and continued to use carrier-based aircraft to shoot down the Siren's carrier-based aircraft and sink those human-shaped plugs. the ninth of the ten Heavenly Stems.

"No matter which one it is, the company is so full of fighting spirit. Haha, I finally got help from the commander, but I can't lose to the company."

As if echoing the indomitable enterprise, York City's offensive became more fierce again.

Yang Sikang leaned against the construction machine, holding his stomach with one hand and grinning, looking at the battlefield where the situation was rapidly changing.

York City did not leave the deck, and the Purifier did not give up its attack on Yang Sikang.

Although she didn't know what was going on, she still knew very well that the culprit was Yang Sikang.

This situation, which even exceeded the prediction of the natural calculation system, made her lose her composure, and her attacks were particularly serious.

It's a pity that York City is between the Purifier and Yang Sikang. The carrier-based aircraft can always block the attack just right, and can also interfere with the accuracy of the Purifier's attack.

When the situation on the battlefield changes, the Purifier will naturally know about it.

But she had no other choice. Now Yang Sikang was full of momentum. The ship girls and commanders seemed to be going crazy, which made it difficult for her to resist.

Although there are many humanoid sirens, they cannot be nearly endless like ordinary mass-produced types.

The losses soon became too great, and although the Purifier gritted his teeth, he could only escape in embarrassment.

The Purifiers were repelled again, but the attention of the people involved in this battle was not at all on repelling the Purifiers.

York City put away his ship's uniform gracefully, turned around and looked at Yang Sikang, with a smile on his face.

"The commander who gave me light and saved me. Haha, I will ask for your advice from now on. It may cause you trouble, please forgive me~"

Yang Sikang smiled and propped himself up, responding as politely as possible:

"Welcome back to the battlefield, Yorktown."

Yang Sikang's ship ladies returned to the command ship one after another, and everyone gathered around them enthusiastically, greeting York City one after another.

Yang Sikang made an excuse and returned to the bridge, but as soon as he entered, he jumped forward and almost fell to the ground.

A pair of hands gently supported him, Yang Sikang turned his head and smiled:

"Thanks, Javelin."

"Commander, your body..."

"It doesn't matter, I'm just shaken by the aftermath of the attack and feel a little nauseous. Just rest for a while and you'll be fine."

With the help of Javelin, Yang Sikang turned around and sat on his seat. Only then did Yang Sikang see Belfast, who was full of worry behind Javelin.

"Why are you looking at me like this? Our plan was very successful, you should be happy now, right?"

"Master, no matter what, this is too dangerous. The attack just now..."

"The danger is worth it."

Yang Sikang shook his head, looked through the bridge to the deck, and grinned:

“Look, the business is coming.”