Chapter 12

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12. I heard there are ancient weapons here?

Although it is called a warehouse, it is also used as an equipment factory.

The abandoned base cannot compare to other bases in terms of size and variety. Other bases are like small cities, complete with entertainment facilities, electricity, and even luxury items. They have exquisite food and a good environment.

But here, there is nothing.

Even the generator that provides power to the island was estimated using the data from the 001 engineering ship and manually manufactured by the logistics shipgirls.

In half a year, they managed to produce fifteen generator units. Although they were very crude models, after improvements by the shipgirls, they could勉强 use fuel to generate electricity, maintaining normal base operations. They even had enough power to build a small communication station to contact the outside world.

However, that was the limit. Due to the tight power supply, everything that used electricity had time restrictions. Even in this important place where the factory and warehouse were combined, there wasn't much lighting. The sealed space was illuminated only by a few rays of light seeping through the cracks in the walls, making the Haihuo in the shadows barely visible.

"The 540mm triple-barreled gun has been developed and is stored in the third workshop. If the new arrivals want to use it, they can take it. After all, it's just a prototype."

"The ammunition consumption, range, and power have been tested by No. 691 this morning. The effective range for large ships is not satisfactory, but if you use high-explosive shells, it can have a devastating effect on medium and small deep-sea ships within twenty kilometers, with a fifty-meter radius around the impact point."

The logistics fleet is not only responsible for exploring mineral and fuel resources at sea but also for testing new weapons, providing the development department with first-hand information and improvement suggestions. After all, combat ships cannot use new weapons. So, under the admiral's whims, it's usually the logistics fleet that gets the short end of the stick. They are the ones who test the new weapons.

Although they can't dismantle and reassemble equipment as freely as combat ships, other shipgirls can still modify and equip combat parts. Testing the data for cannons or aircraft is not a big problem.

"To be honest, the power of that thing is quite significant."

Haihuo, walking in the shadows, took a drag on her cigarette, the dark red ember flickering in the darkness.

Although she initially showed a bad attitude, Haihuo did not mistreat them or exert any invisible pressure during the journey. Instead, she diligently fulfilled her duties as a logistics ship.

"If I had to describe it, it's like creating a vortex in the ocean for a moment. Large ships can be pulled by the current, and medium and small deep-sea ships will lose balance and be swept away from the battlefield."

"The specific parameters and usage methods will be explained by No. 001. Also, the recoil is very strong. You can't fire all barrels at once, or you'll be launched into the air. For large ships, it's not a concern, but even if you're confident, never fire more than four triple-barreled guns simultaneously."

Even No. 691 almost got flipped over.

Haihuo, walking ahead, spoke calmly, took out a key, and opened a sea-blue iron door. The other shipgirls followed her in obediently.

Once inside, the environment was no longer dark. However, it wasn't due to an ample power supply but because the ceiling had been removed. The slightly salty sea breeze immediately rushed in, filling the chests of the newcomers with a sour taste.

But compared to the salty sea breeze, the room with the removed ceiling had a stronger smell of rust and engine oil.

Numerous rusted pieces of equipment were haphazardly piled in the room. Everything scattered on the ground, in heaps, was equipment from warships. Cannons of various calibers, aircraft of different models, intact, broken, shiny, and rusted, all kinds of weapons were haphazardly piled in the open air.

At a glance, one could see the old moss growing inside the gun barrels. Even a few birds poked their heads out of a large gun barrel, their black eyes curiously staring at the unusual visitors. Tenacious vines grew vigorously in this neglected ruin, adding a touch of green to the graveyard of equipment. In the warehouse, a silver-gray steel path wound its way into the distance.

Looking at the dusty and vine-covered ruins around her and the towering, unknown gun barrels, No. 111 felt a wave of melancholy.

This was the legacy left behind after humanity's struggle.

The most advanced weapons of the past were abandoned in this warehouse, serving as relics and antiques to witness the passage of time. The top layer, which was shiny and new, was clearly the admiral's latest creations, but the layers below were genuine ancient weapons.

The complex patterns and endless serial numbers hidden under the thick moss and broken steel plates were enough to prove how powerful humanity once was. But a small miscalculation led to the collapse of the entire powerful human civilization. The tragic feeling from history made No. 111 pause.

"…The second warehouse of the abandoned base. We don't know what it was called before, but we call it this now. The name is meaningless."

"Although they are all scrap and recycled items, there might be something the new arrivals like. Do you want me to introduce them? There are quite a few failed products and ancient items stored here, and we have a good understanding of them." Haihuo turned around and said indifferently.

"…Thank you for your trouble."

No. 111, as a new arrival, nodded respectfully at the indifferent Haihuo.

"There's no need to be so formal. I'm only doing this because of the admiral's orders. Although I dislike it, you are the admiral's blades. That's all."

"Besides, I don't have a good impression of any ships except Chinese ones."

But the respect only earned a businesslike, indifferent expression from Haihuo. The alluring shipgirl had no desire to engage in unnecessary conversation with these shipgirls from other countries. She turned around and walked down the winding steel path, beginning to introduce the equipment around her.

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