>>1807657
>Try to connect with Anna again. She needs to shut down her comm links

>>1807657
>>Try to connect with Anna again. She needs to shut down her comm links.

She would do it for us.

Also, prayers for any of you stuck on the Texas coast. Prayers for the Texas herself, that old dread may not make it through this storm.

>>1807657
>>>Try to connect with Anna again. She needs to shut down her comm links.

>>1807657
>>Other
Grab antennae on rigging, break off, throw headphones in the drink.

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>>1807660
I hope we save her before she gets her mind sent to her dreamworld. Who knows what'll happen.

>Anna's dreamworld is essentially her rendition of the nuclear family in the 50s along with appropriate music in the background . House in the suburbs with a white picket fence, cute dog, handsome son, beautiful daughter, and Housewife Hoel to come back to at the end of everyday for Anna the breadwinner. And on some nights, Hoel's wearing ONLY an apron.

>>1807657
>>Try to connect with Anna again. She needs to shut down her comm links.
TIME FOR BOTES!

The Abyssals must have developed some form of EW Princess to counter Anna.

>>1807728
Good thing we found that out before trying to use her as a beacon to see if the North and South Dark Zones are connected. This would be a 1000x worse if it happened while in the Dark Zone.

>>1807734
Holy fuck, didn't think of that. On a level of 1 to 'completely boned' that's somewhere around 'BOHICA.'

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>>1807728
Also for those folks playing that "Slavic bote game", Graf Zeppelin is the new Chrysler GF, WG is booting CCs over their less than kind reviews.

>>1807754
CC's?

>>1807754
Did you expect anything less than Russian Bias?

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>>1807657
Shit. SHIT. Looks like you didn't have a choice. Trying to two her to safety would just slow you all down. You needed her back up on her feet! Unfortunately, there was only one way you could think of achieving that.

Mentally bracing yourself, you activate your datalink again...

>Roll 1d20

>>1807754
>>1807777
Community contributors, like iChase
>>1807785
I'd love to see how balanced the "sekrit Russian carriers" are, with their Cy-33s and Moskits

Rolled 17 (1d20)

>>1807797

Rolled 16 (1d20)

>>1807797

Rolled 7 (1d20)

>>1807797

Rolled 17 (1d20)

>>1807797

Rolled 19 (1d20)

>>1807797

>>1807803
>>1807804
I hope that does it...

>>1807817
Maybe not, but this:
>>1807812
Should

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>>1807823
Merc takes the first 3 rolls though.

BTW I'm actually surprised at how good a condition the USS Indianapolis' wreck is in seeing how her turrets aren't covered in 7 decades of biomass

>>1807834
Must be some strong currents stopping stuff from building up on her.

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>>1807797
Once again, the electronic static seeps into your head, like rusty nails boiling in your brain. Thankfully though, whatever... WHOEVER was mentally assaulting Anna was keeping its focus on her, giving you enough clarity of mind to force your way through the interference.

In your datalinked eye, you could see Anna, struggling and writhing as a thin blue line was looped around her throat like a hangman's noose, tightening its grip, choking her with her own enhanced perception. On pure instinct, you lung forward through the electronic haze and swing your arm out, severing the line with a single chop.

Everything goes dark as you're forcefully ejected back into reality, where hardly a fraction of a second has passed. In your arms, Anna is gasping for breath, but no longer in excruciating pain. Her antenna is noticeably limp, though.

"Th-thanks, Hoel." Anna wheezes.

"What the hell happened?!" You ask as your radar catches movement and your guns automatically track and fire.

"S-some kind of electronic warfare system." Anna grunts as she wipes some blood running from her nose. "Those Wa-class Abyssals we saw, they're running some kind of network mean to jam my comms!"

"That was more than jamming." You grimace as a heavy shell falls a few dozen meters away, showering you with artificial rain. "Anyways, we need to get out of here!"

"W-wait." Anna finally gets up to her feet. "They caught my surprise, but I think I can counter-jam them, now that I know what their trick is!"

"I think we're better off falling back." Haida warns as she continues to give ground, her back basically touching yours now. "If we stay any longer they'll encircle us!"

"Without comms, our reinforcements will have trouble finding us!" Anna retorts. "Typhoons are inbound in 45 seconds and we won't be able to direct friendly fire support accurately!"

"I'm in no hurry!" Blys cackles as she spears an Abyssal destroyer in the eye, eliciting a pained shriek from the creature.

>You need to fall back.
>Let Anna do her thing.
>Other

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>>1807852
>>Let Anna do her thing.

>>1807840
Lack of oxygen is another factor too I guess.

I suppose Suzuya's wreck would be the same, since she sank in one of the deepest spots on Earth

>>1807852
>>You need to fall back.

We are too few to fight this out on our own in a storm, and we simply need to reverse course towards the islands if we want to find our reinforcements.

>>1807852
>Let Anna do her thing.

>>1807852
>Let Anna do her thing.

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>>1807852
"All right, do your thing then, Anna!" You grunt as you pivot around and begin laying down suppressing fire at the Abyssals lurking just beyond your vision. "But make it fast!"

"Roger!" Anna says as her eyes flash and her antenna shoots straight up.

>Roll 1d20

Rolled 13 (1d20)

>>1807902

Rolled 15 (1d20)

>>1807902

Rolled 3 (1d20)

>>1807902

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>>1807902
"Haha! Can't stop the signal!" Anna whoops.

"You did it?" You turn to face her.

"Yep!" Anna grins. "Well, I sorta only distracted them for a little while. But we got comms!"

"-repeat, this is Orpheus One, requesting fire mission. Does anybody down there read me?" You hear on your radio.

"Yes! Yes!" Anna responds and turns to you. "They're fully loaded for naval strike, but I'm picking up heavy Abyssal units in the rearline! Battleships, carriers, and I think at least a Princess or two!"

>Wipe out the frontline. You need to take the pressure off of yourselves.
>Attack the backline. Cripple their heavy hitters.
>Focus on the Princesses. They're the biggest threats.
>Other

>>1807946
>>Focus on the Princesses. They're the biggest threats.

>>1807946
>Take out the Wa classes so we can get more fire missions

>>1807946
>>Attack the backline. Cripple their heavy hitters.

I doubt they'd be able to handle the Princesses, and we can deal with the small fry, so taking out the heavies seems like the best bet.

>>1807946
supporting >>1807953
>Take out the Wa classes so we can get more fire missions

>>1807946
>>Attack the backline. Cripple their heavy hitters.

>>1807953
Actually, seconding this instead of this:
>>1807957

>>1807953
Fairly sure it won't work like that. The Typhoons probably only have enough ordinance for one good run, then they'll have to rearm.

>>1807946
>Attack the backline. Cripple their heavy hitters.

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>>1807946
"Tell them hit the backline!" You bark to Anna. "Focus on the heavy hitters and the Wa-classes!"

"Roger that!" Anna nods as her antenna twitches rapidly, sending coordinates to the Typhoons above.

And on cue, you could see miniature suns light up in the night sky as missiles launched, streaking through the air before diving down towards the water like predatory birds. Explosions rippled across the horizon as Abyssals were presumably blown to bits and pieces.

"Head back to rearm. Good luck down there!" Orpheus One reports. Up in the sky, you could see four pairs of engines burning under the stars as they made their way back to the Falklands base at top speed.

The shriek of jets was quickly replaced by the buzz of propellers as a wave of... biplanes approached?!

Even the Abyssals seemed to be somewhat confused by this, as the destroyers and light cruisers forming the advance party hesitated at firing on them.

The miniature Fairey Swordfish quickly took the opening and released their torpedoes before lazily turning around and away. More explosions as the torpedoes made their way into the tightly clustered Abyssal formations, tearing holes in their lines.

"W-we're here!" You hear Vicky call out on the radio.

"In the nick of time, it looks like." Ark Royal adds in.

Your radar quickly reports that the rest of the British shipgirls were quickly closing in from behind you. Not quite in weapon range, but just within the range of both carriers' fighters.

With their command and control down and this sudden counterattack, it looked like the Abyssals on the frontline were beginning to falter, with a number of them starting to fall back. Right behind them, you could see a pair of confused Wo-class carriers, completely exposed.

Or you could take the chance to hunt that Princess...

>Press the counterattack.
>Hunt the Princess.
>Hold and wait for the reinforcements to catch up.
>Other

>>1807946
>>Attack the backline. Cripple their heavy hitters.

>>1808055
>>Other
Have Anne and Haida hold back till the reinforcements arrive, while Hoel and Blys push to keep them off balance.

>>1808055
>>Hold and wait for the reinforcements to catch up.


Prefer to wait to keep Anna shielded behind the Royal Navy before attacking.

>>1808055
>Press the counterattack.

Hit 'em now before they regroup.

>>1808055
>>Press the counterattack.

>>1808055
>>Press the counterattack.

>>1808055
>>Press the counterattack.

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>>1808055
"C'mon! They're getting away!" You call out to Haida and Blys as you speed forward. "Anna! Fall back and link up with the others!"

"Roger!" Anna nods. "Be careful!"

You give Anna confident wink as Haida and Blys fall in on your sides.

"In and out. We don't want to get bogged down." Haida advises.

"Hit them fast and hard! Just my style!" Blys laughs as she twirls her lance playfully.

>Roll 1d20

Rolled 17 (1d20)

>>1808112

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Rolled 10, 13, 15, 19 = 57 (4d20)

>>1808112
...

>>1808055
>>Press the counterattack.
Hit 'em again, hit 'em again! Harder, harder!

We might even lure the Princess out to face us.

Rolled 1 (1d20)

>>1808112
Looks like one did great, one did poorly. My money's on Blys being the klutz.

>>1808128
FFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF-

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Rolled 6 (1d20)

>>1808112

>>1808128
And you did really bad. Glad we have 3 fate points.

>>1808128
Damn you dice gods!

>>1808128
Bend over, here it comes again...

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>>1808128
Uh oh! It looks like you've got a 1!

Would you like to use a FATE POINT to negate it? It will certainly help in mitigating the Abyssal roll! You currently have 3 points!

>Y
>N

>>1808143
>>Y
fuck it
can't beat 'em, join em

>>1808143
>>Y

>>1808143
>>Y

>>1808143
>Y

>>1808143
>>Y

>>1808143
>>Y

>>1808143
>>Y

>>1808143
>Y

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>>1808143
>FATE POINT USED!
>2 points remain.

Oddly enough, it's Haida that draws first blood. With a measure of steering control that you're honestly pretty envious of, the Canadian shipgirl manages to weave her way effortlessly through the Abyssal carcasses littering the water, blasting whichever ones she gets close to as she bears down on the pair of Wo-class. The first one attempts to defend herself, but Haida if much faster. A flash of steel, and the first Wo crumples to the water's surface, gurgling as oil blood spurts from the knife slash in her neck.

Without any other word or fanfare, Haida continues on to the other Wo, who manages to block her knife strike with her cane, more out of luck and desperation rather than any sort of close combat skill.

You and Blys move in to catch up, but suddenly your radar spikes to your left and you slide to a halt.

"Blys! Watch ou-"

"Gah!" Blys grunts as the Re-class blitzes through, shoulder checking her Polish opponent and pushing her off into the darkness. However, the string of Polish curses you were hearing at least let you know Blys was still alive.

At the same time, the DD Princess makes her appearance, bursting out of the gloom, a mixture of rage and anticipation distorting her face.

Damnit, you couldn't go after Blys with the DD Princess on your ass...!

>Tell Haida to go back up Blys.
>Tell Haida to back you up against the DD Princess.
>Other

>>1808225
>>Tell Haida to go back up Blys.

>>1808225
>>>Tell Haida to go back up Blys.

>>1808225
>>Tell Haida to go back up Blys.

>>1808225
>Tell Haida to go back up Blys.

>>1808225
>>Tell Haida to go back up Blys.
Well, I guess the theory about the Dark Zones being linked is correct, seeing how Re and DD Princess are here too.

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>>1808225
"Haida, go help Blys!" You bark as you keep your attention on the DD Princess.

"Got it!" Haida nods as she finishes off the second Wo and dashes of after Blys and the Re-class.

That just left you with the DD Princess, who likewise stares you down, as if daring you to make the first move.

>Try to take her down in one overwhelming strike.
>Try to distract her until the others can get here.
>Other

>>1808269
>>Try to distract her until the others can get here.

We have back up close by, and our record against this bitch isn't great. We don't want to have to spend a week in Anne's rigging again.

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>>1808269
>>Try to take her down in one overwhelming strike.
FIRE FUCKING EVERYTHING!

>>1808269
>>Try to take her down in one overwhelming strike.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=epQtg5koxTo

>>1808269
>>Try to distract her until the others can get here.

>>1808269
>>Try to distract her until the others can get here.

>>1808269
>Try to distract her until the others can get here.

>>1808269
>>Try to take her down in one overwhelming strike.

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Rolled 12, 1, 13, 9 = 35 (4d20)

>>1808269
Fuck, you learned from the last time that it wasn't a good idea to go all in on the DD Princess. She was fast and slippery. Best to try and hold her attention until the big guns can arrive. You begin to sail in a wide circle around her as you fired your guns.

And the DD Princess responds in kind.

>Roll 1d20+1

Rolled 13 (1d20)

>>1808309

Rolled 12 + 1 (1d20 + 1)

>>1808309

Rolled 2 + 1 (1d20 + 1)

>>1808309

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>>1808309
And the DD Princess falls for the bait. She turns and blasts forward directly at you, guns blazing. However, you're no slouch in speed either, and you manage to dodge her shells as much as she dodges yours, the both of you ducking and weaving and swirling through the water, the rest of the battle around you seemingly completely forgotten.

And that's when friendly help arrives...

>From the skies.
>From two very excitable battlecruisers.
>From two experienced heavy cruisers.
>Other

>>1808337
>>From the skies.

>>1808337
>From the skies.

I prefer Vicky get some agency, it would boost her self esteem if she save us.

>>1808337
>From two very excitable battlecruisers.

>>1808337
>>From two very excitable battlecruisers.

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>>1808337
>>From the skies.
Box in the DD Princess so that she can't dodge everything

>>1808337
>>From the skies.

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Rolled 1, 8, 3, 15, 2, 10 = 39 (6d20)

>>1808337
And then you both heard it. A familiar buzzing sound as two carriers' worth of Fairey Swordfish bore down on the DD Princess. Thanks to your distraction, even the horribly slow biplanes were able to get into attack position.

The DD Princess looks around in surprise and fury, realizing that she's been had.

>Roll 1d20

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Rolled 18, 12, 16, 17 = 63 (4d20)

>>1808377
...

Rolled 9 (1d20)

>>1808380
well fuck

Rolled 12 (1d20)

>>1808377
>carrier gets a 1, DD princess has 18
Stupid high luck boss.

Rolled 15 (1d20)

>>1808377

>>1808388
Good thing we stocked up on fate points

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>>1808377
Hmmm, it looks like your rolls just weren't quite high enough to beat the DD Princess. Would you like to spend a FATE POINT to reroll? You currently have 2 points!

>Y
>N

>>1808429
>>Y

We can afford to lose our limited air cover if at all possible.

>>1808429
>>Y

>>1808437
*meant can't, damn phone

>>1808429
>>Y

>>1808429
Y

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>>1808429
>FATE POINT SPENT
>1 point remains!

>Roll 1d20

Rolled 8 (1d20)

>>1808477

Rolled 15 (1d20)

>>1808477

Rolled 14 (1d20)

>>1808477
Here goes nothing!

Rolled 19 (1d20)

>>1808477
Looking a bit better at least.

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>>1808477
Unfortunately, despite your best efforts and the almost literal torpedo soup the Swordfish were dropping, the DD Princess somehow managed to weave and dodge through the entire mess, infuriatingly getting out without a single scratch.

However, thanks to the sheer number of torpedoes in the water, the DD Princess is forced to move in a course that takes her away from the main battle, critically separating her from the Re-class, who was still tangling with Haida and Blys, though Renown, Repulse, and Dorsetshire had arrived on the scene and were starting to bracket the Abyssal with their heavy shells.

Your stored missiles began to vibrate in their cells, eager to be launched.

>Try and get one last shot in before the DD Princess gets out of range.
>Support the rest of the fleet in suppressing the Re-class.
>Other

>>1808496
>>Try and get one last shot in before the DD Princess gets out of range.

>>1808496
>Support the rest of the fleet in suppressing the Re-class.

The Re-Class is more dangerous than the Princess at this point. We'll just have to try again next time the cunt pops up.

>>1808496
>>Support the rest of the fleet in suppressing the Re-class.

>>1808496
>>Support the rest of the fleet in suppressing the Re-class.

>>1808496
>>Support the rest of the fleet in suppressing the Re-class.
>>1808502
The more the DD Princess gets frustrated by Hoel, the more likely she is to start splitting from the hivemind

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Rolled 13, 9, 19 = 41 (3d20)

>>1808496
You decide to ignore the DD Princess for now. The Re-class was the bigger threat, as evidenced of her firing superheavy battleships shells at the approaching British ships.

"Bloody hell!" Repulse yelps as she ducks her head. "She nearly took my noggin off!"

"Not like you use it much!" Renown cackles as she returns fire.

Freaking Brits. You shake your head as your radar feeds you a solid target lock.

>Roll 1d20

Rolled 13 (1d20)

>>1808534

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Rolled 3, 18, 7, 13, 4 = 45 (5d20)

>>1808534
....

Rolled 2 (1d20)

>>1808534

Damn, she's good.

Rolled 1 (1d20)

>>1808534
Rolling.

Rolled 1 (1d20)

>>1808534
This ain't gonna be fun, that much I'm certain of.

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>>1808541
REEEEEEEE

>>1808541
>>1808538
Strap yourselves in it's gonna be a bumpy ride.

>>1808541
>the Re-class parasite attaches to Hoel

>>1808551
some people think it's a "plug"

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>>1808541
WELP

Do you want to use a FATE POINT to reroll? You currently have 1 point!

>Y
>N

>>1808564
>>N
18 or 19 are both too high, whichever is Re's roll

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>>1808564
>N
Time to bend over, and brace ourselves.

>>1808564
N, we ain't beating a 19

>>1808564
>N
Re will think Hoel is her mother

>>1808564
>N

>>1808564
>>Y

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>>1808564
Your missiles streak out of their cells, zooming towards the Re-class with fire and fury.

However, the Re-class sees your attack coming. Ignoring the shells landing on and around her, she whips out her tail and uses it to bat down your missiles, causing a massive explosion that only seems to succeed in causing minor damage. The tail was now burnt and dented, with most of the gun barrels bent into uselessness.

However, that didn't stop her from launching her planes, which she was still doing at a steady rate, with Dorsetshire barely able to ward them off with her AA guns.

"Kurwaaaaa!" Blys yells as she leaps in, taking revenge on the Re-class by driving her lance into the massive tail, pinning it down and by extension pinning the Re-class in place.

At the same time, the DD Princess has finally extricated herself from all of the torpedoes and was starting to turn around, no doubt to assist her fellow Abyssal.

>Intercept the DD Princess.
>Continue the assault on the Re-class.
>Other

>>1808624
>Intercept the DD Princess.

>>1808624
>>Continue the assault on the Re-class.

She's still the bigger threat, and we will need help to bring down the DD Princess so we need to kill the Re ASAP.

>>1808624
>>Continue the assault on the Re-class.

>>1808624
>>Continue the assault on the Re-class.
Only time we can bully a fake Paz.

>>1808624
>Intercept the DD Princess.

>>1808624
>Intercept the DD Princess.

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Rolled 2 (1d2)

>>1808624
Looks like we gotta roll a tiebreaker!

1. DD Princess
2. Re-class

>>1808656
Ah, first Poiboat of the night.

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Rolled 10, 2, 7, 17, 15 = 51 (5d20)

>>1808656
You had one more chance to knock out the Re-class before the DD Princess could get here!

>Roll 1d20

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Rolled 8, 8, 4 = 20 (3d20)

>>1808664
...

Rolled (1d0)

>>1808664
Looks like the Re's luck may have run out with those rolls.

Rolled 13 (1d20)

>>1808664

>>1808674
Anon pls

Rolled 10 (1d20)

>>1808674
Oh ffs, stupid tiny phone keys.

Rolled 15 (1d20)

>>1808664

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>>1808664
While Blys managed to hold down the tail for a few seconds, she's quickly thrown off as the tail flicks, the thick and dense muscles within proving more than enough to toss Blys away like a plastic toy. However, she held for long enough.

Haida swoops in, sliding under the Re-class' tail whip as she brings out her knife and slashes at the Re-class' leg, effectively hamstringing her. The Re-class drops to a knee, leaving her open to your, Repulse, and Renown's guns.

"Eat lead, wanker!" Renown cackles as her guns open up.

The Re-class shrieks as cannon shells both heavy and light riddle her hull. Carapace fragments and oilblood are sent gushing everywhere as the Re-class collapses.

There's an enraged shriek from the DD Princess, but she doesn't advance. Instead, a pair of Abyssal battleships emerge from the darkness and begin dragging the DD Princess away. The battle was over.

"Whoa, she's still kicking!" Repulse gasps and she kneels down to check the bloodied and savaged Re-class.

"We can solve that." Haida says coldly.

>Destroy the Re-class.
>Wait, you still need it for... reasons.
>Other

>>1808700
>>Destroy the Re-class.

We have our orders, and we can't risk it getting loose inside a base, no matter how much Vahlen might want it.

>>1808700
>>Wait, you still need it for... reasons.
Maybe Paz can speak with it, or at least recognize her as something similar?

>>1808700
>Wait, you still need it for... reasons.

>>1808700
>>Wait, you still need it for... reasons.

>>1808700
>>Wait, you still need it for... reasons.
We can trade this thing in for a question

By the way, are we eligible for prize money?

>>1808700
>>>Wait, you still need it for... reasons.

>>1808700
>>Wait, you still need it for... reasons.

Well what's the worst that can happen besides it attempt to self destruct via exploding?

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>>1808700
"Whoa, hold up!" You say to them. "Just restrain her! We need that Re-class!"

The British shipgirls pause to look at you and then to the disabled Re-class.

"I suppose we can give it a shot." Dorsie sighs as she bends down to make sure the Re-class is properly restrained.

"So, I guess we'll be taking her back to Japan?" Anna wonders as she pulls up.

>Yeah, we're heading back right now.
>I don't see why we can't stay around here a little longer.
>Other

>>1808721
>>I don't see why we can't stay around here a little longer.

>>1808721
>>Yeah, we're heading back right now.

No time to piss about, the Falklands aren't secure enough to risk holding it there long.

>>1808721
>>Other
We have to contact the Stranger, which means going into the Dark Zone...

>>1808721
>>Yeah, we're heading back right now.
Gotta tell them that Datalink is being jammed by countermeasures.

>>1808721
>Yeah, we're heading back right now.

>>1808721
>>I don't see why we can't stay around here a little longer.
The person we need to drop this thing off of to get the answer is actually near here, not back home.

>>1808721
Supporting >>1808726

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>>1808721
"Yeah, we gotta get moving so we can take it to the Stranger." You say. "We got a deal to carry out with him."

"Hmmmm, okay." Anna nods. "Though it kinda sucks we couldn't really finish our original mission here..."

"Things change all the time." You assure her. "But hopefully, with this Re-class as our prisoner, we can get more answers..."

>And that's it for tonight! As always, next thread is next week. And don't forget Frontier Knight on Saturday!

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Thanks for running Merc!