"We have them. All of them." A sailor whispered to another.
"Get them on the pad, now. If those Sirens figure out what we're doing, Boston, and Massachusetts as a whole will be razed to the ground." The sailor replied.
"Understood. Are the Nimitz's here?" The first sailor asked.
"They are. I put them in the warehouse. When the ships are in the water, I will send out the message to the surrounding area. We're getting as many civilians out of here as we can." The second sailor said.
"We need to be careful. Did we set the range to only the first 10 miles out of port?" A third sailor asked.
"I did. And we will have to bring whatever personnel is here in port to maintain order until we reach friendly water." A fourth sailor said.
"Do we have any friendly water?" The first sailor asked as he placed 10 cubes in 7 piles on a large pad next to the docks of Boston Naval yard.
"Intel from our friends across the pond suggests that Azur Lane controls Bermuda, and they have been using the strange storm surrounding the island to their advantage, only using one way through that only man-made warships can get through." The second Sailor said.
"How the hell did they manage that?" The third sailor asked.
"Look, I don't know. These girls and these ships are beyond my pay grade. But the fact is, Azur Lane controls Bermuda. Sources are saying that Tirpitz, Admiral Graf Spee, Prinz Eugen, IJN Azuma, IJN Mutsuki, and IJN Akashi currently hold the island in the interest of Azur Lane." The Fourth Sailor said as he threw the switch on the massive Wisdom Matrix Relay.
"That's just the Axis!" The First sailor exclaimed.
"Look! This intel comes from the Queen's intelligence service. Remember all the stuff she was saying about a colored man waging war in the Pacific? Well, I just confirmed it. Admiral Nimitz is in the Pacific, FOLLOWING this man. Lieutenant Perkins is holding down New Guinea in the Iowa with several Sakura ships, including IJN Kaga! The one that bombed Pearl! This colored man, has amassed a fleet unlike any other, and is using it to save the world, one step at a time. We can't let him be the only one doing all he can." The Second sailor said.
"Alright..." The First sailor said as the four of them looked out to the docks, seeing the hulls of a fleet taking shape.
"Alright. Send the message. We have sailors and Marines spread throughout the area that can deal with those blue eyed freaks. Get the civilians to this port. It looks like construction will be done in an hour. Thank god for whatever that little module was that Smith put into this thing." The fourth sailor said.
"Admiral. We've returned." Kashino whispered as her ship towed the stricken submarine into the port.
"Good. I have to hand it to Admiral Garner... I didn't think he'd pull it off so smoothly." Nimitz said.
"I have learned to not have expectations for my Kommandant. He always exceeds them anyway." Odin said as they watched the Kashino tow K-9 past the Missouri.
Their attention was diverted again as the sound of tires screeching filled the port.
"Vestal, Vengeance, Arizona, on the docks now!" Isaac's voice came over the general radio frequency.
The three girls were on the deck of the Norfolk within minutes as Nimitz watched Isaac ascend the gangway, carrying a smaller girl covered in bandages.
"Is that her?" Nimitz asked.
"I believe so. Patty had said something about the RAN allowing K-9 to rust and rot away somewhere, but i didn't think it would be to that extent." Odin said as she turned to run towards the Norfolk.
"Let him handle it. We still have the job of ensuring that we can get this sub repaired and hidden below the fleet. If we can just straight up lie about her being here, we can keep them off our backs until we can get out of here." Nimitz said.
"I didn't even think of that. We can avoid the bartering with the RAN by just hiding her under one of our vessels, hiding her signature entirely." Odin said.
"Probably one of the carriers, since they're out in deeper water, aside from Eagle." Nimitz said.
"I'll divert one of the bulins." Odin said as she ran off to find a bulin.
"The things I've seen here... Thank God I'm retiring when this is over. I'd be court marshaled for sure." Nimitz said as he shook his head.
"Admiral." A blushing Norfolk said as she walked onto the stern of the Missouri.
"Miss Norfolk. It's nice to see you. Are you feeling alright?" Nimitz asked.
"Y-yeah! I'm fine. Just got done visiting with Nimi. She likes it really warm in her room so the cool air out here feels really nice on my skin." Norfolk lied.
"Well, alright. What can I do for you?" Nimitz asked.
"Nothing actually. I just had a report come in. An energy reading if you will." Norfolk said.
"Oh? What does that entail?" Nimitz asked.
"Anything Siren or of Siren origin, such as wisdom cube awakenings or revivals, is picked up by me. The sensors I have cover the world entirely, so I can track anything and everything Siren made." Norfolk said.
"So why are you telling me this?" Nimitz asked.
"Your family lives in the area around Boston, right?" Norfolk asked.
Nimitz began to sweat.
"Yes. Yes they do, why?" Nimitz asked.
"I have recorded the revival of 8 ships coming directly from Boston Naval Yard. Now normally i wouldn't say anything about it, but knowing that there are cells around the world working just as hard as we are, these ships are probably being brought back by Sailors of the Union. And if that is the case, there is a very high possibility that HVT's such as your family and possibly local leaders are going to be evacuated to Bermuda with a sizable chunk of the Boston Population." Norfolk said.
"Really?!" Nimitz asked, now holding Norfolk by her shoulders.
"Yes sir. The recording was gathered no less than twenty minutes ago. Siren power readings have not changed, meaning that thus far, this development has gone unnoticed." Norfolk said.
"How can you be sure?" Nimitz asked.
"Sirens output power readings whenever they do something other than standing completely still and not moving an inch. Empress has not moved from her area of control in the Union Midwest. The explorers also emit some energy, but it is harder to detect and would take me longer to record." Norfolk said.
"Hmm. So my family is being evacuated?" Nimitz asked.
"I cannot say for certain, but there is an 88% chance of that occurring. When I get word of this fleet reaching Bermuda, I will inquire on your behalf." Norfolk said.
"Thank you. Thank you so very much." Nimitz said as he wiped his tears and stood straight, giving Norfolk a salute.
She returned it with a smile.
"The Commander has yet to know, so I must be off to inform him of this development." Norfolk said.
"Yes. Yes. Don't let me hold you up." Nimitz said as he watched her run back towards the docks.
"Mrs. Nimitz. Grab your children and please come with us." The Fourth Sailor said as he led them, under full 360 guard, towards the hull of a Destroyer that sat completed in the docks. As they approached, a petite blonde girl wearing a red white and blue themed short dress, black stockings and bunny ears stepped into view.
"Hey-ho! Benson, at your service." Benson said cheerfully.
"Benson, are the others ready to receive passengers?" The First sailor asked as the sounds of gunfire began in the distance.
"Yup! All of us are ready to help. Ranger is already getting her fighters in the air to provide cover. Cruiser Division 10 is prepping their AA for an anticipated enemy retaliatory attack. Washington is also ready and raring to go should any ships attempt to block our path." Benson said as a long red haired woman wearing a cap came over to them.
"My fighters are seeing mass fighting on the ground. The enemy is grouping up on the outskirts of your effective radio range and preparing an assault. I would recommend getting any and all passengers here, quickly." The woman said.
"Ranger... you look different from the last time I saw you." Benson said.
"I feel different too. Like I'm more powerful that I used to be." Ranger said.
"Then fate favors us. Here's the first five. These are the family of Admiral Nimitz, keep them as safe as possible. We're going to conduct everyone coming in and get them loaded as quickly as we can." The Second soldier said.
"We'll hold them off with you." A tall silver haired woman said as she stood proudly before them. Her all black outfit clashed harshly with her officers jacket that billowed behind her, but her air was nothing if not powerful.
"I must assume you're Washington?" The first sailor asked.
"How perceptive. It is I, Washington, second ship of the North Carolina class, ready and able to serve once more." Washington said as the sounds of people running entered the harbor.
"Prepare for boarding. We need to get them all below decks. They can't fight, but you won't be alone." The sailors all said as they ran to help the Marines in the port conduct the loading of civilians.
"Looks like our first mission is going to be an escort job." Benson said happily.
"If it is of service to our home, I couldn't be happier." Ranger said softly.
"I'm just ready to go. My blood's boiling and I'm itching for the sirens to come and get some." Washington said abrasively.
"Looks like your time asleep only made you more of a bitch than usual, Washington." Another long red haired woman said. However, unlike Ranger, she was wearing a white sailor girl's uniform that exposed her midriff and thighs.
"Wichita... you want to fight again?" Washington sneered.
"Gladly, but for now, we have a job to do. We can settle the score when we reach Bermuda." Wichita said as the two stood off against one another.
"Girls... please. We're supposed to be acting like professionals here." A tanned white haired beauty said as she strolled over to the slowly growing group of Kansen.
"Brooklyn!" Benson said happily as the bunny girl went and hugged the light cruiser.
"It's nice to see you as well, Benson." Brooklyn said happily.
"Girls, siren aircraft inbound. Get that flak in the air!" Ranger said as the ships behind them all turned their AA guns to the skies inland before opening up with an initial burst of flak that covered the harbor.
"ALRIGHT CIVVIES! GET THE LEAD OUT YOUR ASS AND DOUBLE TIME IT!" Washington's voice sounded out over the AA fire and the screams of those escaping the quickly escalating battlefield known as Boston.