Around the resource collector, a large group of Wandering Ship Ladies broke open the ice and picked up the resource residue born in the sea.
Unlike Brother Chennan who was burning, the girls on the wanderer ship chose another way to keep out the cold. They equipped themselves with several layers or even more than ten layers of large additional armor, which was reflected in a dozen layers of thick quilts.
Brother Chennan took a closer look and realized that they were all destroyer or cruiser ladies. They had a displacement of two to three thousand tons, and the weight of the additional armor was heavier than themselves…
Who knew why the additional armor would turn into a quilt to protect them from the cold, but from the looks of it, the cold resistance effect was not bad.
The additional armor that was heavier than them would drag down their mobility. These ship ladies, who could originally run 30 to 40 knots, were now walking slower than turtles.
The bigger problem lay in the hull structure. With thousands of tons of armor on their bodies, these weak destroyer…The hull of the ship was distorted or even cracked, and the dragon bones would be irreparably damaged. In the end, the ship's body would be severely hunched.
"You'll die sooner or later if you do this.”Brother Nan's heart ached a little.
"But if you don't do this, you will die immediately.”A female wanderer whose face could not be seen replied.
Brother Chennan was not a saint. He had no obligation or ability to save these wandering ship girls. Her greatest kindness was not to snatch the trash from them and let them pick up the scraps in this resource area.
The hull of the ship could still burn for a short period of time. He couldn't return empty-handed after a trip. He had to do something.
Brother Chennan took out a big fishing net, and the fish just happened to come under the broken ice to breathe in the fresh air. The net was full of harvest…
"Why do you have a fishing net?" There's a girl on a fishing boat?"
"This is my innate skill. Look, I still have a taser.”Brother Nan took out tools such as fried fish, electric fish, and poisonous fish.
Every female warship of the Republic Fleet had an additional sub-profession in addition to combat ability. The Type 055 destroyer was nicknamed the Oceanic 10,000-ton Trawler, so Brother Nan's sub-profession was fishing…
If it was the LV16 Liaoxing Star Dun, it would be nicknamed the flat-top fish boat and the urban management sister Pomegranate. Therefore, Liaoxing Star Dun had the ability to dry fish and the ability to demolish.
If it was the 056 frigate, Small Goods City, she would have a portable store system that could generate all kinds of small goods from resources to sell…
The Wandering Ship Girl: ”
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Brother Chennan dragged a net full of fish and returned to his Guardian's Residence. The long-term burning of the ship did not cause her any fatal injuries. It was only slightly damaged and a little dusty.
"Sister Nan, you're... Did he get into a fight with someone and get hit by a high-explosive bomb?”Funa asked as she grilled the fish.
Because the high-explosive bomb had hit the upper building, the result was that she was covered in dust. Funa was still thinking about who Brother Nan had fought with on such a cold day.
"Eat your fish and don't ask." Brother Nan wiped the dust off his face and took out steel and aluminum to repair it.
The damaged warship needed to be repaired by the dock. The damage control team could only patch it temporarily. The Guardian's Residence's repair canal could not be used, so there was nothing they could do now.
These fish could only satisfy the appetite of the ship ladies and could not replenish any resources. Therefore, the dilemma was still not resolved. Brother Nan had to think of other ways to obtain resources.
[North Pole Radio: This is Guardian's Residence No. 105. There has been a mutation in the Deep Sea Winter Activity this year. We have encountered a large number of Level 3 Deep Sea attacks. Requesting backup!] Requesting backup!
The two of them suddenly stopped eating the grilled fish. In the broadcast, other than the anxious cry for help, there was also a rumbling explosion in the background…
Level 3 Deep-Sea was also known as Gold-skinned Deep-Sea, which corresponded to the five-star gold color of the ship lady. With the distance of the battleships, Level 3 Deep-Sea Battleships could run up to 31 knots and were equipped with nine 406mm main cannons.
Brother Chennan quickly opened the map and looked for the location of Guardian's Residence No. 105. Unfortunately, he could only watch helplessly.
"The rescue location is 700 nautical miles away from us. Even missiles and helicopters can't fly over.”Brother Nan said.
Funa continued to eat her grilled fish." Only the Guardian's Residence at the edge of the Arctic Circle, which has an ice-free port, can participate in the winter activities. The sea surface here is frozen. It has nothing to do with us.”
Yes, Guardian's Residence No. 233 was located closer to the North Pole. The entire sea was covered by an ice sheet. Other than icebreakers, no other ship ladies or deep sea activities were allowed. The dangerous and rewarding winter activities would not include this place.
"You can't even do winter activities, and you missed the autumn activities, ah! It's so annoying." Brother Chennan was furious.
This year's deep-sea winter activity seemed to be particularly fierce. In the past, there would be a large group of Level 2 Purple Skin. This time, the deep-sea people had all leveled up. Although the rewards were several times more generous, not every Guardian's Residence could defeat the powerful Level 3 deep-sea warship.
Destruction was inevitable, and so was sacrifice…
Now, Brother Chennan roughly understood why the ship ladies who were once stationed in Guardian's Residence 233 wanted to leave.
Due to the lack of resources, half of the time every year, the sea would be frozen. The former ship ladies might have developed for a long time and formed a huge fleet before leaving the North Pole to find a new base.
Funa was already full. She lay lazily by the fire and was ready to sleep. The wood had been burned out. Now, it was fuel mixed with fish oil…
"Sister Nan, hibernate. It can save fuel.”Funa advised.
"No, I have to participate in the winter work. If we don't earn enough resources, we won't be able to survive the winter.”Brother Chennan stubbornly walked to the window but was quickly frozen back by the cold…
When the garrison at the periphery of the Arctic Circle was engaged in a life-and-death battle with the Deep Sea Fleet, more of the ladies who were frozen in the harbor were sleeping lazily in the greenhouses. They did not lack resources, and they would not go far to help.
Guardian's Residence No. 233 was different. Before it could develop, it was already in the middle of winter. Brother Chennan had to go out and earn money to support his family. He had to fight against the deep sea and the weather at the same time.
There was a prerequisite for going to the edge of the Arctic Circle. They needed a more powerful heating system and an icebreaker bow. These two things could be developed and modified, but the related machines were damaged…
"Looks like…I can only ask Bismarck for help."
Perhaps he could swindle some repair tools and resources from the rich ladies in the Guardian's Residence next door.
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