8204. Just because we can now summon shipgirls that were never built, doesn't mean you should summon them en mass, especially if you don't have enough shipgirls to train them.

When Admiral Hartmann had learned about Vanguard's experiment, he'd taken the first flight to Scapa Flow to interrogate Collingwood and Vanguard, once she'd woken up, in how the hell she'd done it; it had taken some well-placed threats and a lot of whisky, but they'd eventually given him what he had wanted, after which all that remained was to order Gneisenau to immediately begin construction of the necessary machines, giving her a blank check with which to do so. The man had demanded not just the H-class battleships, but the three O-class battlecruisers as well. Bismarck had at first loved the idea of more heavy units, only having 4 battleships meant they got very little downtime, so any more hands was a tantalising prospect, that was until they realised that they didn't know the first thing about combat, or gunnery, or for that matter being ships, which meant that they had to be taught pretty much everything.

"Ok, so what did we learn this time?" Bismarck growled as she glared at the shipgirls before her, of the operational 4 battleships in Germany, only herself and Scharnhorst were either qualified or not worn out from a week of constant construction and chemistry, Hartmann had really pushed Gneisenau to complete the process, to the point that she was currently in a 3-day long coma, with no end in sight in the short term. Hutten, the lead ship of the H-class, raised her hand.

"That we should make sure the line of fire is clear?" she offered giving Bismarck an innocent look.

"THAT WOULD BE A START!" Snarled Scharnhorst, covered entirely in paint, Bismarck meanwhile looked down the line of ships, next to Hutten stood her sisters Berlichingen, Hindenburg, Hannover, Friedrich der Große and Thuringen all looking rather sorry for themselves, and next to them the O-class Battlecruisers, Mackensen, Derfflinger and Von der Tann.

"That we should make sure that all our guns are pointed the right way before we fire?" Von der Tann pleaded under the death stare Derfflinger was fiving her, a large blob of paint in the centre of her chest, Bismarck's view however settled on Thuringen the youngest of the H-class, who looked as guilty as possible.

"That we should make sure that we load the correct type of ammunition" she whimpered, receiving confused looks from everyone present.

"What do you mean the correct type..." Bismarck began only to be cut off by a large explosion behind her.

"Ooh, how about that we shouldn't practice gunnery near the base" Mackensen deadpanned as another one of the supply buildings detonated in a cloud of smoke, "especially near the munitions stockpiles" she added.

A week after having most of the port of Wilhelmshaven burned to the ground, Admiral Hartmann found himself on a video call with every other senior shipgirl commander, most of whom glaring at the German Admiral, who was trying not to look at them, but finally, he had to speak to them.

"Ok, so I went a bit overboard" Hartmann offered, trying not to make eye contact.

"Overboard, Erich you tried to summon the entirety of plan fucking Z, hell when Bismarck found you, you were more focused on finding out how to get the carrier Europa than the fact your base was burning to the ground" Goto barked, not the slightest bit happy that Hartmann's antics had nearly torpedoed his own plans to summon the Ibuki class and the B-65 super cruisers.

"Yeah that stunt meant Congress only allowed us to summon Montana on a trial basis, at this rate, It's going to take months to get the rest of them, and don't start me on the other three Alaska's" Holloway growled, each word filled with venom.

"Hey don't blame me, Collingwood should have told us that they needed to be trained entirely" Hartmann snapped back, drawing attention to the British Admiral, who was the only one in the call not glaring at Hartmann, However as soon as Hartmann tried to draw the blame off of himself, his face morphed into a smile that would have made the Cheshire cat jealous.

"The reason Erich is that A) You were too busy trying to get information on the process out of me, that you missed me telling you that they needed full training in pretty much everything, and B) I didn't summon more ships than I could handle, You have 4 battleships at most, one of which was in a coma because you made her work 24/7 to get you what you wanted, and another which spent most of her time stuck in a fjord, never seeing combat, and you know how hard training a battleship is, since you had to train said battleship after she was summoned" Collingwood explained, pauding to catch his breath, "Where as I've got George training Lion and Temeraire, Conqueror and Thunderer are bein trained by Duke of York, and Hood and Belfast are training Monarch and Princess Royal" he continued.

"Wait why is Belfast training Monarch and Princess Royal?, Hood I get, But Belfast is a cruiser, is it because of North Cape? Graham asked, the last point catching his attention.

"No actually, well yes but Monarch and Princess Royal seem to adore her, hell they act like she's their mother sometimes, probably because she named them" Collingwood replied, causing Hartmann to give him a confused look.

"They haven't acted like that to me and I named them, what makes me different?" Hartmann Demanded.

"Maybe because she didn't hand them their names on pieces of paper, before ordering Bismarck and Scharnhorst to start training them" Masson mused, as she leafed through the report Gneisenau had compiled after she'd regained consciousness.