Chapter 378: Responsibility and Aspiration

Not only Zhang Shiping, but all the commanders who saw this scene couldn't help but open their mouths wide.

They had never imagined that after gathering so many aircraft carriers, the carrier aircraft fleet released could achieve such a sky‑covering sight.

In an instant, thousands of carrier aircraft formed into five arrow‑shaped groups in a staggered formation and flew toward five different directions.

Even though these carrier aircraft groups split into five separate formations, each formation still had over a thousand aircraft, their engines roaring continuously as they flew off into the distance.

"Commander, is this the tactic arranged by that instructor at the Commander Academy? Sending over a thousand carrier aircraft to seize air supremacy at once—what a grand move!" Zhang Shiping's communicator suddenly sounded; it was the fleet's internal communications device.

"Heh heh, yes, I never thought that gathering all the aircraft carrier girls together would produce such mighty force. It seems Instructor Qin Ge has taught us all a lesson on what concentrated superior firepower means—this is concentrated superior firepower."

"I believe that a carrier aircraft group of a thousand planes like this can wipe out any medium or large Siren fleet in one sweep." Zhang Shiping watched the direction the carrier aircraft disappeared into the sky and said into the fleet's internal communications device.

"Yeah, I suddenly understood what the commander meant by mutual support earlier." A voice reappeared in the communicator.

"What do you mean? Explain." Zhang Shiping said with a smile.

"I think Qin Ge has indicated our tactical idea: if we can't beat them, we call for reinforcements. While retreating, we call for reinforcements; as long as we outnumber the Siren fleet, we can easily wipe them out." That voice said.

"Exactly, I think the same." At that moment another voice burst from the communicator: "Commander, you're fairly familiar with the commander of the neighboring Grand Fleet, right? How about we form a joint offensive‑defensive alliance between our Grand Fleet and theirs?"

"When their Grand Fleet engages the Sirens, we support them; when we engage the Sirens, they come to support us."

"Moreover, didn't Instructor Qin Ge say before that if we truly can't win, we can still call for carrier fleet support? Just that group that just passed—I estimate only a fifth of it would be enough to outright crush any fleet we encounter."

"Then let's do that—we'll keep in touch as we move, and once we've set up a few offensive‑defensive alliances, we'll share blessings and bear hardships together!" Zhang Shiping nodded and said.

"Good, commander, wise decision!"

Perhaps all this was something Qin Ge hadn't anticipated; if he knew, his deliberately planned mobile warfare tactic would unintentionally make the various Grand Fleets unite more tightly, even forming a continuous common front.

Meanwhile, Aisaikesi watched the endless stream of carrier aircraft flying off into the distance, her heart unable to settle for a long time.

Before, she had always been a main attacker or a support shipgirl for battleships, never having tried what it felt like to lead a group of aircraft carrier shipgirls.

But today she experienced it—the roar of aircraft engines as they soared skyward, creating a sky‑covering spectacle. She believed that before this carrier aircraft group, no Siren fleet could stand in the way.

At that moment she suddenly thought of the man behind her in the command department. Perhaps only he could devise such a unique tactic, or perhaps the path she sought lay right here?

Thinking this, Aisaikesi shook her head. Now is not the time to ponder these things; her primary task is to lead those aircraft carriers behind her to win this battle and find her own distinct self.

"Truly unmatched." Inside the command department, Qinglong watched the distant carrier aircraft gradually flying off, unable to help smiling. "Qin Ge, you always manage to bring surprises—whether it's your luck, your tactics, or your ideas."

"I suddenly feel a bit envious of Guanghui and the others, for before them lies a path no one has ever imagined—perhaps a path every shipgirl yearns for."

Qin Ge came back to himself, smiled, and said, "If Director Qinglong wants to join my fleet, I'll welcome him with open arms."

"Heh heh, you really dare to think that?" Qinglong chuckled, not directly answering Qin Ge's words, but the meaning was already clear.

Qin Ge shrugged, "There's no loss in thinking about it; if I could get Qinglong, it would be a great boost for my fleet, and even if I don't get him, I wouldn't lose out, would I?"

Qinglong smiled, "That's true; perhaps after Commander Qin Ge arrives, he could summon his own Qinglong, and if you have time, please play more flower arrangement with her—I'm sure your feelings will grow quickly."

"Cough cough, Director Qinglong, are you teaching me how to pursue her?" Qin Ge said helplessly.

"No, I just want my counterpart shipgirl to have a good time by your side." Qinglong said.

Qin Ge smiled, "Don't worry, I've remembered; if I have time later, I'll definitely go find my Qinglong to play flower arrangement."

"Mm."

With Qinglong's response, the two exchanged a smile.

Qin Ge knew that everyone has their own pursuits, everyone has their own ideals and responsibilities.

Just like the Prince of Wales, she devoted her shipgirl career to Donghuang's Commander Academy; Qinglong likewise devoted her shipgirl career to Donghuang's Maritime Affairs Bureau.

Do they yearn for a commander? Actually, Guanghui is the answer to that question.

No matter how powerful the shipgirl, they likewise yearn for a commander. However, for the Prince of Wales or the present Qinglong, sometimes responsibility outweighs desire by far, so when they choose, they pick responsibility and abandon desire.

At that moment, the display behind Qin Ge suddenly beeped. Qin Ge and Qinglong immediately looked back and saw on the real‑time sea‑condition screen that large numbers of red dots appeared in all five sea lanes.

"Hiss, it's indeed a Siren Tide—looking ahead, each lane should easily gather over a hundred Siren fleets, right?" Qin Ge sucked in a breath of cold air.

"What? Qin Ge, are you afraid?" Qinglong smiled.

"Afraid? No, I feel excited; if the enemy were too weak, our current lineup would lack challenge." Qin Ge said with a smile.

Immediately he flipped the master switch on the communicator before him and addressed all the fleet commanders.

"The fleet has appeared; everyone, prepare to engage!"

"Yes!"