Azur Lane: I took the graduation port area through time

Chapter 161 Tyrant Mecha Splits the Clouds

"The energy core is completely damaged beyond repair."

"Splitting Cloud is scanning... non-Olan, non-Natlan, identity query is in progress... query failed."

The Tyrant mecha looked at Lin Lan on the edge of the command ship's deck and made intermittent sounds.

Lin Lan put his hands on the railing and carefully looked at the fatally wounded Tyrant mecha in front of him.

This giant mecha has the logo of the United States of Oran printed on the shoulder armor. The outer shell of the fuselage should originally be neat and bright white.

But now, the fuselage shell is covered with various knife marks and dents, indicating that it has been through war before this war.

The huge white wings on the back of this mecha had also been cut off by the sword light just now, and sparks kept popping up and fell on Egil's dragon, sliding down to the sea.

It's just that this Tyrant mecha, even if its body is cut off, its huge mechanical arm still holds the hilt of the light blade that has lost its energy.

"A warrior who can sing and cry, eh."

Lin Lan couldn't help but feel a sense of sadness as the mecha's azure gaze turned toward him, and the flickering light in its electronic eyes became increasingly dim.

As the commander of so many ship girls in the port area, he has long known the deeds of all ship girls in history.

This mecha that was about to extinguish its energy reminded him of the prototypes of warships that were sunk in history, those warships that were about to sink into the ocean.

Although the Tyrant Mecha was a fully automated combat mecha without human control, it was enough for Lin Lan to see it off with admiration.

On the distant sea, the battlefield where the two fleets fought had already decided the winner.

The steel fleet broke out of the encirclement of the wooden fleet, sailed toward the sea in embarrassment, and disappeared.

The remaining fleet of wooden boats slowly turned around and headed towards the burning ancient city on the shore.

Lin Lan had also guessed that the departing steel fleet was probably the fleet of the United States of Oran.

The ancient wooden ship fleet is the Natlan Empire fleet.

Although I don’t know why the wooden ship can withstand the attack of artillery shells, since the Natlan Empire can even train the extreme people, it seems that it is not so difficult to understand that the wooden ship can withstand the attack of artillery shells.

Just as Lin Lan watched with a solemn expression as the Tyrant Mecha in front of him gradually depleted its energy, he turned around and walked towards the command ship cabin, intending to let the ship girls go with him to the burning ancient city on the shore.

Suddenly, he felt a jolt from the hull of the command ship.

"Liyun, I beg you, Xiba... help, Huaiwucheng, captain... Xiaba..."

The voice of the Tyrant mecha suddenly sounded behind him. Lin Lan suddenly stopped in his steps, turned around and looked at the white Tyrant mecha with surprise.

The blue electronic eyes of this Tyrant mecha suddenly lit up, as if they were about to go out, and shot out two blue beams of light that shone on Lin Lan.

"Splitting Cloud Team... has successfully completed the task of covering the evacuation of Oran citizens, but... Captain Xia... is still... Duanhou Xia..."

"Stranger, help...Captain Dome Eagle...呲呲...retreat...呲呲...go home..."

It was only then that Lin Lan suddenly understood that Liyun was originally the name of this Tyrant mecha.

"Liyun, your captain is also a Tyrant mecha, right? How can I possibly bring such a huge body back to Oran?"

Although this may just be a chess piece created by Siren, Lin Lan still wants to help the Tyrant mecha that is about to die in battle fulfill its last wish.

The words "cover the retreat of Oran citizens" touched a chord in his heart.

But even if he decided to help Liyun, he had to be able to help.

Not to mention that this is the mirror sea area created by Siren, who knows why the original location of Dongyun City became a place name that he had never heard of.

Back then, the war between the United States of Oran and the Natlan Empire almost entirely broke out on the territory of the Natlan Empire, which was separated by an entire ocean from the east and west continents of Oran.

Even if he wanted to help Liyun fulfill his wish, he couldn't let the ship girls keep dragging a heavy mecha as big as a building.

"Captain...呲呲...happened...呲呲...changes..."

"You can... ba... you can do it..."

"She's talking...right there..."

Lin Lan didn't notice the blue light emitting from Liyun's eyes, which scanned his body from top to bottom.

Listening to the sound of Xianyun getting smaller and smaller, he wanted to continue asking for more information.

But unfortunately, after Lianyun tried his best and raised his arm to point at the burning Huaiwu City, the blue light in his eyes was completely extinguished.

And the final action of this Tyrant Mecha was to keep its finger on the Huaiwucheng.

Lin Lan silently looked at the Tyrant mecha named Split Cloud, then raised his hand slightly and saluted the Tyrant mecha with a military salute from the Oran Navy.

"Commander, its energy is exhausted and it is completely damaged."

After a long time, Egil's voice came from beside Lin Lan, making Lin Lan put down his hand.

He looked to his side, and Egil, who was controlling the dragon suit to continue to support the wreckage of the cracking cloud, had arrived beside him at some point, standing next to him and looking at the wreckage of the Tyrant Mecha.

Egil's face was not pretty. Looking at the Tyrant mecha supported by her dragon suit, she seemed to have thought of something bad.

"Put it to the bottom of the ocean and let it rest."

Lin Lan held Egil's hand and said in a heavy tone.

"I will never let you go through this, I swear."

Although Lin Lan had never experienced a real war, Donghuang, where he was in Blue Star, was already a peaceful country.

But now, Lin Lan has deeply realized one thing.

The word war mentioned in textbooks and history books may mean the loss of thousands of lives.

He must not let his ship girls fall into the abyss of war.

"Hahaha, don't worry, Commander, I, the God of the Wild Sea, am not so fragile on the battlefield."

After staring at Lin Lan for a long time, Egil suddenly let out a heroic laugh.

The girl with silver hair and red highlights and golden eyes straightened her back extremely confidently and snapped her fingers at her dragon ship uniform.

Under her control, the split cloud was slowly sunk to the bottom of the sea by the iron-blooded dragon and disappeared on the sea.

"We go to Huaiwu City, whether it is for the request of this Tyrant mecha, or to find the high-level siren and mirror sea center here, we have to go there to get the answer."

Lin Lan said to Egil after watching the wreckage of the split cloud being completely submerged by the sea water.

"Hehehe, got it."

The super patrol girl gave Lin Lan a sly smile, then returned to her ship on the sea surface, turned around and started sailing.

The entire iron-blooded fleet, under the command of Lin Lan, slowly sailed towards the burning Natlan land, Huaiwu City.

Looking at the burning Donghuang-style ancient city getting closer and closer, Lin Lan began to recall the historical information about the war between Oran and the Natlan Empire that he had learned at the Naval Academy.

In the beginning, when the two countries first came into contact with each other and established diplomatic relations, their diplomatic attitudes towards each other were very friendly.

Even during the honeymoon period, Oran's then Admiral of the Navy was received by Emperor Natlan, and the two countries held a joint military parade in the Imperial Capital of Natland.

With the support and encouragement of the Natlan Empire, Oran carried out a large number of immigrants and factory construction. There was an endless flow of merchant ships between the two countries, which was a prosperous time.

But with the untimely death of the cheerful Emperor Natlan, and after his prince came to power, his attitude towards the United States of Oran suddenly changed drastically.

The various convenient industrial products produced by Oran at that time were very popular in the Natlan Empire.

The new emperor used Oran's malicious interference with the country as an excuse to mobilize the imperial army and carry out a devastating blow to the factories Oran had built throughout the Natlan Empire overnight.

A large number of workers and immigrants from the United States of Oran died inexplicably in just a few days under the sudden butcher knife raised by the Natlan Empire.

Although the president of the United States of Oran asked the new emperor of Natland to give an explanation, the Natland Empire directly cut off all diplomatic channels with Oran and continued to massacre the Oran people in the country.

As a result, the United States of Oran could not bear it anymore, and the Hundred Years War between the two great powers broke out.