Admiral in the Azure World

Chapter 132 An admiral who does not want to surrender to the enemy is not a good admiral!

"Sir! Sir! I found this! I found it!"

U505 held on to the iron box and looked so cute that he was asking for credit, which made U156 on the side look at him for a moment.

Archerfish quietly approached U156 and asked softly: "Let me guess, U505 was swept to the bottom of the sea by a sudden undercurrent and unfortunately got stuck on something. When you pulled her out, take this Did you bring the box out?"

"How do you know!" U156 looked surprised.

"Surgeonfish often does this too. Every time I volunteer to save her. Hehehe, how do you think I got the awards several times?" the archer fish said with a smile.

Huang Jiang touched U505's head and praised her well. Although he knew very well that U505's discovery of this box was purely accidental, this was the luckiest experience this unlucky submarine had ever had since it came to this world.

Jensen and his party didn't know what the submarines organized by the Yellow River were salvaging. After the big mackerel sent over a dozen samples of the phantom mother body, they left by boat.He is a scholar and an experienced old man. In order to investigate the mirage, he set foot on many islands, met all kinds of deacons, and even had intersections with many governors, and Governor Sunflower was his Student...even though he didn't want to admit it.

So he knew very well that some deacons would have their own little secrets. Whether they were enriching their own pockets or waiting for opportunities to make money, it was not something he could know, so Yansen naturally took the students away, leaving behind Huang Jiang and a group of ships. mother.

"Is this the box that my sister said may contain information about the Mirage Flight Force?" As one of the only two aircraft carriers in the port area, Huang Jiang asked Saratoga, who was on standby on the island, to rush over.

"Really, I thought there was some urgent information." Jia Jia yelled reluctantly, "I rushed here in a hurry, and the end result is to see this thing. Why don't you take it back to the Deacon's Mansion to see it."

Huang Jiang rolled his eyes at Jia Jia, and while studying the box, he said nonchalantly: "Don't stay on the island every day because you don't have aluminum resources to go out on expeditions. It's better to go out and walk more, otherwise your ship's equipment will rust."

"I hope you will say the same thing when Tirpitz comes," Gaga muttered.

Huang Jiang choked and didn't know how to reply. He could only pretend to look at the box.This is a very small box, no more than the size of an adult's hands. It looks more like it is used to hold jewelry. The outside of the box is wrapped with a layer of iron, and the body is made of a very solid material. wood.

From this perspective, it does not look like a container for jewelry.

However, Huang Jiang didn't care about its previous function. The only thing that concerned him was the contents of the box.

Could it really be information about the Mirage Flying Force?

Huang Jiang heard bits and pieces of words from Gibran and Erich, but neither of them wanted to elaborate too much on these matters, and sometimes they even changed the topic directly.

Gibran, who chatted with Huang Jiang the most, was very tactful. Whenever Huang Jiang asked about the destruction of Edelweiss, he would always explain that he was in Sun Shadow Lanling at the time and did not know what happened here.

In fact, Huang Jiang's concern about Edelweiss Collar is not to restore the name. What he cares about is the mirage of the west wind drifting that appears in this story.

What kind of existence could a mirage be that could destroy a governor-general?

When Huang Jiang saw the diary fragments dug out from Iris Island, he naturally thought of the bombing.

The sky is filled with white birds.

Could it be Mirage's carrier-based aircraft?
"But what will Mirage's aerial power be like..." Although Saratoga was reluctant, she was the most excited when Huang Jiang was about to open the box.

Glancing at Jia Jia's eagerness to try, Huang Jiang teased: "How about you come?"

"No, no, I'm not interested in this."

But your eyes keep looking at my hands.

Huang Jiang was fully aware of Jia Jia's arrogant character, although he wanted to take this opportunity to tease Jia Jia more and appreciate the cute appearance of this ship girl.

But it was too awkward to hold the handle there.

The most important thing is... he paused for too long, and Lexington had already cast a doubtful look.

Huang Jiang blinked and returned his attention to the box.There was a lock hanging on the box, but the metal lock had become rotten due to the corrosion of sea water. Huang Jiang broke it with a gentle squeeze.

He slowly opened the box.

Wow--!Golden legend!

Well, this is just a conjecture in Huang Jiang's mind.

What really happened was that there was a smell of leather coming out of the box.

The withered yellow parchment was well preserved.

After sleeping in the box for 30 years, they finally saw humans again.Huang Jiang picked up the first piece of paper. On it was a portrait of a girl on the sea.

"What is it? What is it?" Jiajia nodded.

"There's more below, take it yourself." Huang Jiang pointed to the box.

"No, no, I'll wait until you finish reading. I'm not in a hurry."

But your feet are higher...
But... Huang Jiang returned his attention to the painting in his hand.

"Is this really a mirage..." Not only Huang Jiang had such doubts, but Lexington, who was holding another painting, also had such doubts.

Because the mirage on the portrait is so clean.

This was a very pure cleanliness. The mirages he had seen before had more or less the characteristics of marine life, but these girls in the painting did not have them at all. If it weren't for the deck-type weapons that appeared on both sides of their waists, Huang Jiang even thought they were girls who ran away from some aristocratic school for an outing.

[They don’t look like mirages]

The painter marked it with words on the side, and the handwriting was very similar to the diary that Huang Jiang saw before.

[But they were the ones who released those white birds]

【These are the guys who destroyed my home】

Huang Jiang flipped through several pages, showing various pictures of girls fighting.

They stood on the sea, unfolding deck-type weapons similar to aircraft carriers, and white bird-like aircraft soared from these weapons.

When the painter reached the fourth painting, he began to give names to these mirages.

Based on the appearance of the aircraft they release.

Those that look like seagulls are called "seagulls" directly.

There are also "frigate birds", "albatrosses" and "guillemots".

Mainly these four categories.The sea spirits that appeared on Iris Island at that time did not seem to be unique sea spirits. Huang Jiang saw four similar "albatross" portraits. They looked similar, but were different in details.

It's almost like the relationship between sea souls of the same sequence.

"But she looks really cute..." After looking at it for a long time, Huang Jiang gradually shifted his attention to the appearance of the girl in the painting. This desperate painter is obviously a guy who understands people's hearts, even though he tried his best to depict What he saw and heard was true, but some details constantly exposed his quirks.

Huang Jiang couldn't help but feel a sympathy for this fellow man whom he had met more than 30 years ago.

"No, it feels like the admiral wants to surrender to the enemy again." The big mackerel muttered in a low voice.

"Why do you say that?" asked U81 on the side.

"He looked like this last time I showed him the photo of the deep sea phoenix." The big mackerel said angrily.

"It's so annoying! We are so cute," U81 said with resentment.

"Yeah, it's really annoying." The big mackerel pouted, "So I used a torpedo to shoot the deep sea phoenix and explode it."

But this was reality after all. Huang Jiang just sighed and then turned his attention back to these mirage "carrier-based aircraft".

But...why does this person have so much time to draw these things...

Huang Jiang thought in confusion until he saw the last sentence:

[I don’t have time, the mirage has discovered me.10 minutes is still too short, I can only draw so much. 】

Huang Jiang stared at this sentence for a long time, then turned to look at the dozen or so high-definition paintings in the box.

He turned to Lexington with an incredulous expression and asked:

"Did printers exist 30 years ago?"

(End of this chapter)