Chapter 16

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16. Calm Down First, Go Find a Time Machine!

"Out of oil!!!!!!!"

Looking at the few green oil drums left in the warehouse, the ship girl who opened the door immediately let out a piercing scream, causing her companion to instinctively cover her ears.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!! Out of oil!!! What a joke! What a joke! The admiral saved up oil for a whole month! I worked my ass off to get this oil! A bunch of idiots! Idiots!!! Bastards! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!"

Facing the few remaining green oil drums, the black-haired girl with a bun fell to her knees in despair, clutching her head and screaming. Her originally lively black eyes gradually turned hopeless and vacant. After a while of venting, she fell to the ground, propping herself up with her hands, like a mountain collapsing and a pillar falling.

"The admiral, the admiral repeatedly instructed me to take good care of the extra oil. Now those bastards have taken it all... I might as well commit seppuku..."

Come on, no need to be so dramatic, it's not a novel or manga...

Her companion, standing beside her, took a few steps to the side with a subtle expression.

But when the girl glanced at the scene inside the warehouse, her brows furrowed. Even if she wanted to stay calm, it would be very difficult. If the admiral saw this, he would probably be even more agitated. He might even faint from anger.

The oil that was once piled up like a mountain now only had a few drums left in the corner. If explained in numbers, if the original oil was 50,000 barrels, now there might be less than 1,000 left. The oil that was once neatly stacked in the warehouse was now scattered everywhere, leaving the warehouse almost empty.

This is bad, if the admiral sees this, he might jump into the sea! What can we do to cover this up? Lying to the admiral is wrong, but for the admiral, it's okay, right?

Looking at the empty warehouse, the girl fell into deep thought.

"How unfair, how unfair... What do they think the oil in the warehouse is for... It's all for the admiral to increase the resources for the fleet... Why do they always steal resources from here... How unfair... Really unfair... Why can't they just tell us... The admiral is really pitiful..."

The girl with the bun continued to wail on the ground, like Lady Meng Jiang crying over the Great Wall, lamenting over the empty warehouse. Her voice was so genuine and touching that her companion almost started crying too. She barely held back, just staring at the warehouse with red eyes, silent.

From the marks on the ground, it was clear that the people who came had dragged the oil drums away one by one, leaving deep wheel tracks.

And the main suspects were also clear.

The combat group needs approval to take resources, so it must be the logistics group or the execution group. They were said to be testing a new weapon recently, so it seems this oil consumption is the result of their experiments.

"A bunch of idiots, using it all for experiments, how are we supposed to gamble with ships? At this rate, we won't even be able to go out to sea. Do they think we don't need oil to go out? We're not in the capital."

This situation can't be allowed to continue, but more importantly, we need to get through it now.

Looking at the empty warehouse, the girl gritted her teeth.

"Hey, Zhonghai, the situation is like this now, we can't let the admiral see this, right?"

"Why is my life so hard... What? Maser, what did you just say?"

The girl with the bun, who was crying on the ground, was taken aback by her companion's words. She looked up with tear-filled eyes at the girl called her companion. Her face, covered in snot and tears, was filled with despair. She reached out and grabbed her companion's collar, and large tears rolled down her cheeks again.

"There's no way... It's impossible... There are too many gaps to cover... " She turned to look at the warehouse, and the girl called Zhonghai's legs gave out, and she fell to her knees again.

"It's impossible... The gap is over 40,000 barrels, and all the emergency production for the past few months has been used up. Now, except for the emergency warehouse, we can't even come up with one barrel of oil... It's a dead end... There's no hope of winning... How can we possibly gather so much oil in such a short time..."

"We don't need to gather that much, we just need to make it look like we have that much. We don't need to actually gather 40,000 barrels of oil." Maser sighed slightly at her companion's slow thinking and gently removed her hand from her dress.

"Make it look like we have that much?" The girl with the bun sniffled, a bit uneasy. "Wouldn't that be deceiving the admiral..."

"Would you rather the admiral have a heart attack or jump into the sea?"

"..."

What can I do? She makes a lot of sense, I have no words to argue.

The girl with the bun thought about this possibility and finally reluctantly let go of her hand. She nodded to her companion, deciding to save the admiral from the hell of a fatal illness. Even if it means using dirty means, it's for the admiral's protection!

Ah, and also to protect us, because if the admiral has a spasm, our lives will be in constant turmoil. We might even have to go out to sea at night...

No... I really don't like it... Going out to sea at night is super troublesome...

"In short, the admiral hasn't come yet, but according to his habits, he will come to inspect the warehouse in a few hours to check on his supplies. If it were Monday, we would have six days, but it's Sunday now, so we don't have that much time to replenish. So we have to take a risky move and find a more dangerous method."

"That is, surface fraud. We just need to bring out a bunch of empty barrels and stack full barrels in front, with the core being empty barrels. If we expand the area a bit, there will be no problem. The admiral never checks that thoroughly, so this is our chance."

Maser looked at the layout and the wheel tracks, quickly estimating the number of empty and full barrels needed. Although there were still some loopholes, filling the empty barrels with ammunition to make them look full should work.

The admiral never checks that thoroughly. Because there have never been any problems before, this time should be the same.

"Zhonghai."

"Hmm?"

Patted the dust off her body, Zhonghai tilted her head at her companion.

"You go stand at the fork in the road and try to delay the admiral as much as possible. I'll set up the warehouse and see if I can finish before the admiral comes."

"Eh... You want me to lie to the admiral? I can't do that."

"Then will you set up these things?"

"I'll go lie to the admiral."

Looking at the warehouse filled with wheel tracks and iron barrels, Zhonghai stuck out her tongue and stood up, walking out of the warehouse. She started to guard the fork in the road, trying to get the maximum time to deceive the admiral.

"Although I let that idiot go to delay the admiral, but—"

Looking at the vast warehouse that could hold thousands of containers, the girl broke out in a cold sweat.

"This is a really big job..."

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