"Commander, what are you planning to do at the President Hill Fortress? Do you need assistance?" The repaired South Dakota and her lover, Ji Washington, stood on the top of President Hill and had a breath of wind with Mishan.

"Actually, it's OK to have a landmark, but it's still good to have a landmark." Mi Shan, who was a little troubled by the wind, said.

And even if it is blown by the wind, it cannot move.

Because the scientists in the next world are blown in the same location, and it is also radiating wind.

It is clear that the nuclear war equivalents of this land in the two worlds are not much different.

As a result, this hodgepodge world is still as windy and dense as the forests are dense, and it took two hundred years to radiate the world to still be ruins of doomsday.

And since the only coordinate that can be determined is Misugi himself, such tasks cannot be left to others.

Fortunately it didn't rain...

Mi Shan just thought of this sentence, but the cloudy sky faded in just five minutes.

"Don't you hide from the rain? Commander?" South Dakota felt silly as if he was silly with his new commander to get in the rain.

"No need, the calibration has not been completed yet." Mi Shan sighed and said, then he felt a drop of rain falling on his forehead.

Fortunately, Vayne reacted quickly enough and immediately held up an umbrella, otherwise the rain that followed would pour rice into a chicken.

The two ship girls in South Dakota and Washington remained motionless in the sudden heavy rain. The prototype was the ship girl of the ship, and she would never be afraid of rain.

However, the sniper rifle girl who had just installed a special module ran away in the heavy rain.

"Wow, it's going to rust!!"

"...As a tactical human figure, are still afraid of rusting?" Mi Shan asked curiously to the sniper rifle girl wearing a raincoat that she took out from somewhere.

"... Actually, I have anti-rust function. The problem is that I don't know if these newly installed modules are available." Ailee Barrett, wearing a raincoat, also wrapped his chest tightly with his hands.

Some of South Dakota, who couldn't stand it, said: "The service module installed for you is a general module, and the materials are more advanced than most of your current body."

"Yes...is it true?" Ailey said with an embarrassment.

"This kind of module is generally not supplied to you guys, guns, humanoids," South Dakota added.

"...Yes, what qualifications do we have to use these valuables for cheap?" The sniper rifle girl said in disappointment.

"It's nothing, after all, you were originally made as consumables." South Dakota said with an attitude of not caring about Alei.

"...Wow... I can't get rid of it!" Ailee Barrett entered a state of squatting with his head in his head, as if this would make him feel better.

"Don't the gun should be difficult to remove?" Mi Shan complained.

Washington, the prototype ship girl who held her carrying axe on her shoulder, saw this scene and said, "It's not just them, who are not consumables on the battlefield at the beginning?"

South Dakota, who heard Washington's words, directly elbowed over. Washington, who was not prepared for this move, was almost out of breath.

"What are you doing?" Washington raised the axe in his hand and was about to cut it.

"I said, don't say it," said South Dakota.

"I didn't say anything!" Although he was still stubborn, Washington still put the axe back on his shoulder awkwardly.

It seems that something did happen during the deep-sea war in this world.

So I still have to find an opportunity to feed South Dakota blood... Why do I sound like a Burning Legion demon?

Inexplicably, Nandakota, who was frightened by chill, had a puzzled target at Mi Shantou.

As the intuition trained by the ship girl in life and death, South Dakota could feel that the chill just now came from Mi Shan.

Does the other party want to do something bad to him?

(Does anyone really like the Nanda style ship girl?) Washington, who noticed the delicate atmosphere, glanced at Nandakota from the corner of his eyes.

If you have to have a chest butt butt, it is still a prototype ship that can only be seen but not used.

If you go out for a day, you can change the grade of potatoes. Will anyone really like it?

The result was that South Dakota felt the second malice.

Fortunately, a "Didi" sound made the subtle embarrassment disappear. It was not science fiction for this world, but it also had an advanced three-dimensional projection in the air in front of Mi Shan.

The communication just started, and Greenhill, who noticed that Lord Mishan was in the rain, quickly apologized:

"I'm very sorry, I don't know that it's raining on your side by this world."

"It doesn't matter, after all, you can't control the weather in this world." Mi Shan waved her hand and said she didn't have to mind.

When the three-dimensional image of Greenhill appeared in front of him, the two prototype ships, South Dakota and Washington, looked at each other at the same time.

Perhaps it was intuition that both ships had a very powerful feeling that each other was very powerful, just like facing Vayne who was inseparable from Mishan.

What kind of existence is Vayne, the "suspected Deep Sea Qi Ji" has been a mystery until now.

While Mishan and Greenhill were discussing the construction precautions for the trial version of the Dark Gate, the two prototype ships "chatted" face-to-face with encrypted channels that have not been enabled for a long time since their retirement.

"I looked into the information you provided to me. No human country currently uses similar technologies," Washington said.

"Including those secret bases? Especially from that country?" South Dakota asked back.

"I have investigated it all, and I have also paid a request for this." Washington replied: "Not only does there not have similar technologies, but also there are no similar research directions."

"Since tactical man became the mainstream of war, research on technologies such as power armor and exoskeletons has long been stopped."

"Yes, who would waste energy in places without value?" South Dakota agreed with Washington's words.

If before the deep-sea war, humans would still think about how to develop power armor and exoskeletons, but when the deep-sea brings ship girl and tactical humanoid technology to the world.

Power armor and exoskeleton technology have no research value. No matter how it is, humans are just flesh and blood. It is better to focus on improving the combat effectiveness of tactical humanoids than to have this mind.

...As a result, in just over a decade, humans fell into a state where they could not fight without tactical human forms.

Perhaps it was because of the realization that if this continued, humans would be replaced by tactical humanoids...As a saying is AI robot, it has actually been replaced by many "new species" created by technologies that humans cannot understand at this stage.

That's why the "Everyone Party" extremist organizations appear.

As the second generation of ship girl, what South Dakota miss most is the time when he fought with humans for the future in times of crisis.

Unfortunately, with the decline of the deep sea, it has never returned.

Leave the battlefield and honor to the third-generation ship girls who use special methods to create... those warship humanoids that are closer to self-disciplined humanoids.

It is also a sacrifice made by South Dakota's prototype ships that are unwilling to arouse suspicion from humans.

...Although judging from the current results, the significance is not very great.

Seeing the human beings who have recovered from their breath and began to rebuild civilization, they are not only suspicious of the ship girl, but also unable to unite themselves again.
Chapter completed!