AN: Apologies for the long wait between chapters, I'm kinda hoping to put an end to this fic pretty soon cuz I'm running out of ideas. Especially ones that don't involve Bismarck and I'm pretty certain I've used him a bit too much. So expect this fic to wrap up in the next 2 or 3 chapters mebe. I'm not too good at writing these large scale battles, so if there's cuts a bit too often please leave a review and let me know. Thank you for reading!

~Headcanon of the week~

The older Isokaze and Minekaze classes are in kancolle, and the isokaze class shimakaze sometimes fights with the existing one over the name

The group was brought back to reality by a distant explosion, making all of them flinch.

"I sure hope they're all ok up there…" Bismarck muttered.

"Now that I think about it…" Hyuuga wondered "Why aren't you there helping them?"

"I traded all of my AA guns for more armour during my second remodel, that's why I always need cruiser escort."

Hyuuga nodded, she and Ise had forfeit their AA guns as well as a fifth turret to fit a runway and some seaplanes, which she had already launched.

The A6M2-N floatplane glided towards them trailing smoke, having apparently taken some hits.

"There there, I got you now…" Hyuuga crowed, landing the little plane in her palm.

"Now tell us what you have seen…"

"Akagi-senpai?!" Fubuki called, "Akagi-senpai?!"

She ran past mamiya's café, towards the ocean where she left Yuudachi was the training area where Akagi and Kaga spent the other half of their time blasting the targets with strafing fighter planes.

There was no real reason for Fubuki to be with Akagi, apart from being her escort in her last major battle. Fubuki looked up to Akagi so much-

*WHAM*

She fell backwards onto the floor with a smack. Scratching her head, she sat up to see that she had ran into another ship girl

"Oh I'm so sorry!" Fubuki apologised to the districts resident mechanic, Yuubari. Still clad in her oily, dusty orange coverall. But instead of accepting the apology straight away, she pulled Fubuki to her feet.

"There's time for apologies later!" she panted. Flicking her teal hair over her shoulder

"Come with me! I'm going to get the missiles working!"

"The what…?" Fubuki scratched her head more.

Yuubari just grabbed her hand and dragged her along

"But what about Akagi-senpai!?" she couldn't just leave her behind

"She can wait!" Yuubari called back to Fubuki who followed.

Fubuki didn't learn much about the AA screen they had been given other than that there was one, so she had never heard of the missiles. Although if anyone was gonna operate modern technology in this situation it would be Yuubari, who had been (and still is being) used as a testbed for all kinds of experimental technologies like smoke-routing stacks (funnels) and all kinds of new engines.

They reached the platforms where the weapons had been laid down and ran up the steps to the type-3 Chuu system was aimed at the ground.

"That's strange…" Yuubari tapped the side of the box-like structure

"Usually they're aimed at the sky even when they're not active…"

She ran her hands over the launcher until she came to a hatch and flipped it open to reveal a selection of wires.

"OOOOH boy, like we haven't seen this cliché before…" she commented before breaking out a set of wire cutters while Fubuki just watched in a daze and confusion.

Yamato's head was spinning, the battle was one thing, but another thing on her mind was the spy. Who could it be? Probably a non-combatant, there was no way an abyssal even in disguise would fight themselves just to blend in. mamiya-san? No, she was far too kind to possibly be a spy. Akashi? No, she went out into the field to help ships that were damaged and had taken hits before.

Yamato's thoughts were cut short by an abyssal bomb crashing through the carrier dorm nearby.

"Damnit!" Zuikaku cursed. "I had just had that place redecorated!"

Shokaku placed her hand on Zuikaku's shoulder and attempted to calm her but Yamato was still thinking. No major problems that could've been caused by a spy had happened until Mutsu's death. That must mean the spy had arrived at the district recently.

Yamato shook the thought. There were more import things going on, she could get the spy later.

"Shokuku! Zuikaku!" She called to the carriers who had managed to get it together again.
"Lend me some fighters!"

"Sure thing!" Zuikaku gave her the thumbs up and drew an arrow back on her bow, firing it into the air.

"Escort Yamato!" She commanded, and the four zeroes began to circle around the superbattleship.

"Thank you Zuikaku-san" Yamato raised her anti-aircraft guns… and broke cover straight into the centre of the district.

Yuubari poured over the internal mechanisms of the missile systems.

"Oooh boy…" she sweatdropped. "Looks like the abyssals have installed a jammer in the missiles. I'm gonna have to find which piece it is and take it out."

"And what do I need to do?" Fubuki put her finger up to her chin.

But her question was quickly answered when a wing of fighters attempted a strafing run over the missiles.

"Stop them from doing that!" Yuubari called as she fiddled with the wires inside the block.

Fubuki nodded and raised her double 100mm turret at the attacking aircraft.

A fighter came from the left! And two from the right! She swung her gun around to fire on them, barely stopping the fighters before they began their strafing runs.

Two dive bombers came screaming down from the clouds, someone must've taken notice of their attempts to repair the missiles.

Yuubari fiddled with the wires,

"A blue one there… yellow wire… why the hell are there so many wires in modern technologies?" she wondered.

"Fubuki! How is the actual fight going?" the light cruiser called.

"Badly!" she replied, just in time to blow the dive bombers up before they released their payloads.

Under the panel of the missile truck, there were a selection of red, green and yellow wires. The only thing Yuubari had to do was to find one that didn't belong and remove it, the missiles would instantly lock onto and destroy most of the abyssal aircraft. But all of the wires looked the same! They all looked like they could've been made with the system and if Yuubari cut the wrong wire, the missile system would fail and never fire again until properly fixed.

She settled on one of the yellow wires, it had writing on it that wasn't in kanji so it had to be abyssal jammer.

Yuubari places her wire cutters over the yellow wire, her hands shaking.

Yamato ran out into the courtyard, most larger battleship kanmusu had forfeit their AA guns to save on ammunition costs and gone full Type-3 for their AA. Not Yamato, who still occasionally dreamt of her own fiery death at the hands of over 300 aircraft and wanted every piece of protection against them she could get.

Her vast arrays of 127 and 152mm AA guns turning the air into a thick cloud of lead. At that moment, a phrase flashed into her head from a film she'd watched.

"We have done well, the enemy will now attempt to concentrate all their forces upon us."

Yamato's eyes closed.

"I hope you were right about this Yuubari…"

From the sky screamed a myriad of Abyssal dive bombers, going easily the speed of sound. Just by that it's clear to see that those planes don't expect to make it back to their carrier.

Yamato had virtually consigned herself to the scrapheap when all of the dive bombers exploded mid-air.

"This is Yuudachi poi." The comms sounded. "We have a visitor."

AN: so sorry it took so long for this to get out, I hit the writers wall so badly I had no idea how I would end this battle and whether it was long enough, I think I got it now though.

Who is the newcomer? Next weeks (hopefully) chapter will reveal some more answers and potentially could end this fic