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

Abandoned garrison houses are not as big as other garrison houses, and they have everything. Other garrison houses are like a small city, even those entertainment facilities, electricity, and even luxury goods are all available. Exquisite food and good environments are available.

But there is nothing here.

Even the generators provided to the island's electricity are estimated using the data graphs on the No. 001 worker ship, and then hand-made by the logistics ship girls bit by bit.

Fifteen generator sets were built in half a year. Although they were all very rough models, after improvement, the ship girl could barely use oil to generate electricity and maintain a normal life in the guard office. She even had the time to build a small sending station to contact the outside world.

But that's all. Because of the excessive power shortage, all places where electricity are used have time limits. Even in such an important occasion where factories and warehouses are merged, there are not many lights. In the sealed space, only a few rays of light penetrated from the holes in the walls illuminate, making the Sea Tiger in front loom in the shadows.

"The 540-caliber triple gun has been developed and is placed in the third workshop. If you want to use it, use it. That thing is just a trial model."

"The estimation of ammunition consumption and specific range and power, No. 691, who went out in the morning, has helped to test it. The killing distance of large ships is very disappointing, but if you replace it with grenades, it will be a devastating effect for small and medium-sized deep seas with a radius of fifty meters within 20 kilometers."

The logistics fleet is not only responsible for the exploration of minerals and oils on the ocean, but also for the testing of new weapons, allowing the development department to obtain first-hand information and improvement opinions. After all, combat ships cannot use new weapons. So with the admiral's mind, the unlucky ones are basically the logistics fleets who go out to explore every day. The new weapons are basically tested by them.

Although it is not as easy to disassemble and rectify equipment as combat ships, other ship girls can also modify and carry them in the warheads. Testing the data of some artillery or aircraft is not a big problem.

"That thing is very powerful to be honest."

The Sea Tiger, walking in the shadow, raised his hand and took a breath of smoke, and the dark red Mars appeared and disappeared in the dark.

Although he expressed that bad attitude at the beginning, the Sea Tiger did not exert any invisible pressure on them during the next journey. Instead, he did what he should do as a logistics ship.

"If you have to describe it, it might be like creating a whirlpool in the ocean for a moment. Large ships will also be pulled by sea currents, and small and medium-sized deep seas will lose balance at the first time and be taken away from the battlefield by ocean currents."

"The specific parameters and usage methods, No. 001 will tell you. Also, the recoil force of this thing is very strong, and you cannot fire volleys when launching, otherwise you will take it away. If it is a large ship, you naturally don't have to worry about it, but no matter how confident you are, you must not turn on more than four triple artillery volleys at the same time."

At that time, even No. 691 was almost lifted up.

The Sea Tiger, who was walking in front, said calmly, took out the key and opened a sea-blue iron door in front. The other ship girls also followed her in honestly.

When the door is opened, it is no longer a dark environment. But it is not that the power supply is sufficient, but that the simple ceiling is lifted open. The slightly fishy sea breeze suddenly blew into the chests of several people who came in, bringing a sourness.

But compared to the fishy smell of the sea breeze, in this room with the ceiling, there is more of a smell of rust and motor oil.

Countless rusty equipment piled up in this room in a mess. The things scattered on the ground and spread out into a pile are all equipment on warships. Artillery of various calibers and aircraft of various types, complete, broken, bright, rusty, and various weapons piled up in the open air in this room.

At first glance, you can see the old moss appearing in the cannon barrels. There are even a few birds poking their heads out of a huge cannon mouth, staring at the great guests below with their dark eyeballs. The tenacious vines thrived in this unmanaged ruin, adding a touch of green to the equipment grave. In this warehouse, there is only a small path paved with silver-gray steel plates winding towards the distance.

Looking at the broken scenery covered with dust and vines around him, and looking at the unknown gun barrel that soared into the sky, No. 111 suddenly felt a sad feeling in his heart.

This is the remains left after the human struggle.

Countless of the most cutting-edge weapons of that year were abandoned in this warehouse as ruins and ancient relics to witness the changes of the times. The glamorous layer at the top was obviously the latest manufacture of the Admiral, but the piles below were all serious ancient weapons.

In the broken steel plate, under the deep moss, the complex patterns and endless numbers were vaguely mixed with were enough to prove how powerful humans were back then. However, a small calculation error led to the collapse of the entire powerful human civilization. This sense of desolation from history made No. 111 stunned.

"...I don't know what the second warehouse of the abandoned garrison was called before, but now we just call it that way. The name is meaningless."

"Although they are all waste and recycled items, maybe there are things that newcomers like. Do I need to introduce them? There are quite a lot of failed products and ancient products stored here, and I have basically figured them out." The Sea Tiger, who was walking in front, turned around and said lightly.

“…then I’ll trouble you.”

Looking at the Sea Tiger with a look of indifference in front of him, No. 111, as a newcomer, nodded respectfully.

"Don't be so respectful to me, I just did this because of the admiral's orders. Although I hate it, you are the admiral's swords after all. That's all."

"I don't have any good feelings except Chinese ships."
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