>>1093411
>>Survey the tunnels with radar.

>>1093411
>>Survey the tunnels with radar.

>>1093411
>>Survey the tunnels with radar.

>>1093411
>Survey the tunnels with radar

>>1093411
>>Survey the tunnels with radar.

>>1093411
>Continue on visual only.

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>>1093411
"All right, I'll give it a few pings." You nod as you activate your search radar. Immediately, you start getting returns as the radar waves bounce off the tunnel walls, columns, and any sort of obstacle. Fortunately, it seems like despite the flooding and the battle above, the tunnels were largely intact, and it was practically a straight shot to the Spire from here.

Unfortunately, you also detect movement. LOTS of movement that wasn't there a second ago, all converging on you.

It wasn't just one contact, or a few, or a dozen.

HUNDREDS. Streaming though the main tunnel like a tidal wave of skittering insects. It looks like you've quite literally stirred up the hornet's nest.

"Oh fuck." You pale.

>Get everybody to stand their ground and gunline them!
>You need to lead these bastards away from the main group!
>Other

>>1093529
>>You need to lead these bastards away from the main group!

>>1093529
>You need to lead these bastards away from the main group!
Well. That was a dumb move.

>>1093529
>>You need to lead these bastards away from the main group!

>>1093529
>You need to lead these bastards away from the main group!

Time to go to Skies Unknown?

>>1093529
>>You need to lead these bastards away from the main group!

Resident Evil 7 Spoilers
So what are the odds of Pacifica has imprinted Vahlen being her "Mom"?

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>>1093529
Shit! You needed to lead these bastards away from the main group! There was too many for even their firepower to handle.

"Loads of bad guys incoming!" You warn as you turn to your right. One good thing that came out of your radar sweep was that you were able to map out a bunch of smaller side tunnels and maintenance accesses you could use to lead the Abyssals on a merry chase.

"Wait, I'm comin' with ye!" Kidd barks. "Can't let one of me crew going off on her own!"

>Let Kidd back you up.
>Have Kidd stay with the main group.
>Other

>>1093600
>>Have Kidd stay with the main group

>>1093600
>Have Kidd stay with the main group.

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>>1093600
>Let Kidd back you up.
Eh, why not

>>1093600
>>Let Kidd back you up.
NVER GO ALONE

>>1093600
>Have Kidd stay with the main group.

>>1093593
only a matter of time before Abyssal vomit

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>>1093600
"No, stick with the others! Get them through the tunnel!" You yell at Kidd before you boost into the side tunnel. You figure those damn things were homing in on your radar pings, so you keep sending them out, drawing them ever closer to you.

However, the fuckers were fast, and there were a lot of them. Even if you could keep ahead of the ones immediately behind you, they were so spread out over the subway network that you could already see other groups moving in to cut you off. Like wolves after a deer.

Well, deer didn't have guns, at the very least. You keep moving forward towards a curve in the tunnel. Your radar is already telling you that there's to contacts just around the bend, so your guns are already up and aimed the second you clear it.

And that's when you see what's been chasing you.

There like larger, more vicious versions of the Abyssal mines you had encountered earlier. A central body shaped like an eyeless, grinning skull, with tentacles protruding all around it. However, these ones also had six insect-like legs to allow them to skitter around at high speed. You couldn't discern any kind of optics through the blurred filter of your thermal sights, so you guess that these things were specifically built patrol the unlit tunnels, reacting to sounds and vibrations.

Like your radar.

Well, at least that meant their attention would solely be focused on you, as you casually shoot down both tunnel crawlers, your 5-inch guns popping them like oily balloons.

However, this wasn't solving the metric fuckton more of them bearing down behind you. Already, you could hear the skittering of thousands of legs and the stench of their horrid breath swept down the tunnel like a humid tropical wind. You had to lose these guys somehow.

You consult your radar-imaged map, and you could discern that there was a nearby subway station close enough to the surface that you could probably get a radio signal out, and possibly call in some good old fashioned air support to come down and bury the fuckers.

Your radar was also letting you know there was a section of tunnel near the coast where the walls were already structurally weak. One good cannon shell or depth charge could send in tons of water that would wash the tunnel crawlers out like ants down a drain.

>Lure them to a station and drop some bunker busters on them.
>Lure them to the tunnel breach and flush them out.
>Other

>>1093691
>>Lure them to the tunnel breach and flush them out.

>>1093691
>>Lure them to a station and drop some bunker busters on them.

>>1093691
>>Lure them to a station and drop some bunker busters on them.

>>1093691
>>Lure them to a station and drop some bunker busters on them.

>>1093691
>Lure them to a station and drop some bunker busters on them.

>>1093691
>Lure them to the tunnel breach and flush them out.

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>>1093691
You veer towards the nearest subway station, all the while trying to raise anybody on the radio.

"Hey! Anybody out there! Can anyone hear me?!" You yell.

"Hoel?" Anna's voice crackles, distorted heavily by interference but still audible.

"ANNA!" You sigh with relief. "Anna, I need you to get the biggest fucking bombers you can and tell them to drop everything they got on the subway station I'm headed for!"

"W-w-whaaaat?!" Anna yelps.

"Just do it! No time to explain!" You yell. Your radar starts pinging like crazy as the tunnel crawlers begin closing in on you.

"A-all right! I'm rerouting a flight of B-2s! They're armed with MOPs so you have to be REALLY-"

"Okay thanks, I'll call back later!" You shut off the radio and blitz past the subway station and continue down the tunnel. Just a few dozen meters down was a little alcove leading to a maintenance shaft that you could take cover in. You finally shut off your radar so the tunnel crawlers couldn't pinpoint your location anymore and hunker down under a table.

Hopefully you'd be clear enough to avoid the blast...

>Roll 1d20

Rolled 5 (1d20)

>>1093785

Rolled 19 (1d20)

>>1093785
Cool botes don't look at explosions

Rolled 7 (1d20)

>>1093785

Rolled 4 (1d20)

>>1093785

>>1093793
Well that'll do

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>>1093785
You can't see what's happening, but you can definitely feel it when the the entire maintenance shaft rocks and rumbles like a goddamn earthquake. Thick concrete walls crack dangerously from the sheer shock, and you swear you can feel the heat of the blast leaking through those cracks. Fortunately though, the maintenance tunnel holds, and everything goes deathly quiet.

Carefully, you venture back into the main tunnel, and wince in agony as sunlight blinds your thermal sight. You tear it off your face and you can see the sun, somewhat obscured by the smoky sky. The entire tunnel ceiling was just completely gone.

Another thing that was completely gone was the entire damn subway station too. Of the tunnel crawlers, you couldn't see any sign of them. Completely vaporized, you assume?

That's when you're interrupted by the screech of a pair of Singaporean F-15s as they fly overhead launching missiles at the Spire. Indeed, the Spire was now being bombarded by long range artillery and missiles as the Allied forces closed in.

"Hoel? Can you hear me? Hoel!" Anna cries.

"I'm okay, Anna." You assure her. "Those flyboys did a hell of a job."

"Oh thank goodness!" Anna sighs in relief. "You really scared me when you didn't answer back!"

"Sorry about that." You apologize.

"A-anyways, the rest of your group has made it to the surface and they're advancing to the base of the Spire!" Anna updates you. "But the Abyssal units are falling back and trying to surround them!"

"Yeah, well, I'm not far." You note as you measure your distance to the Spire. Already you could see flashes of gunfire, the evidence of a major battle. "I'll think of something."

"G-good luck!"

>Continue through tunnels to link up with the others.
>Continue on the surface and hit the Abyssals from behind.
>Other

>>1093867
>>Continue through tunnels to link up with the others.

>>1093867
>>Continue through tunnels to link up with the others.

>>1093867
>>Continue through tunnels to link up with the others.

>>1093867
>>Continue through tunnels to link up with the others.

>>1093867
>Continue on the surface and hit the Abyssals from behind.

>>1093867
>>Continue through tunnels to link up with the others.

>>1093867
>>Continue on the surface and hit the Abyssals from behind.
Flank 'em!

>>1093867
>>Continue on the surface and hit the Abyssals from behind.
A data linked Hoel never fights alone

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>>1093867
You hop back into the tunnel entrance, which thankfully was still relatively intact and not completely caved in. Considering that most of the tunnel crawlers had been obliterated by the airstrike, you can afford to blaze through at full speed without attracting any attention. You head for the designated exit point and emerge to find a scene of chaos.

Yamato was at the head of a sort of triangle formation pointing towards the Abyssal force, the the spire at her back. Portland, San Fran, Graf Spee, and Dorsetshire held the sides, while White Plains and Kidd were in the center to avoid the worst of the Abyssal fire.

Meanwhile, it appeared that STRIKE-1 was planting charges at the base of the spire, no doubt to try and breach the outer skin so they could get inside. The Marines were up on the line with the other ships, providing what fire support they could.

"Ah! Hoel! You made it!" Yamato says casually as an incoming shell deflects off her 'frontal armor.'

"About time!" Portland grunts as her 8-inch guns fire off of volley, scattering a cluster of Abyssal crawlers. "We need you put that datalink to work! We're going to be overwhelmed at this rate!"

"What do you need me to hit?" You ask, your optics darting around.

"Anything!" San Fran yells back as a battleship shell lands a handful of meters from her, causing her to flinch from the shrapnel being flung into her face.

You quickly get the measure of the conflict. There were AA guns on the rooftops of the surrounding buildings preventing air support from assisting. However, you could also determine that there was a unit of Abyssal battleships bombarding your position with indirect fire. It was too accurate right now, but you knew they'd correct after every volley. Finally, the Spire itself loomed above you. You were getting a strange, cold feeling emanating at the very top...

>Hit the AA positions.
>Hit the Abyssal battleships.
>Hit the top of the Spire.
>Other

>>1093978
>>Hit the Abyssal battleships.

Launch Missiles!

>>1093978
>>Hit the AA positions.
Need to make it safe for next waves of air support.

>>1093978
>>Hit the Abyssal battleships.

>>1093978
>Hit the AA positions.

>>1093978
>>Hit the AA positions.

>>1093978
>Hit the AA positions.

>>1093978
>>Hit the AA positions.
Opening the way for air support is the American Way. We can hit the Spire after that.

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Started one day early, so Merc are you going to run two days in a row?

Also Happy Chinese New Year to those who care...

>>1094009
He said he was gonna skip Friday because he got stuff to do. It's on his twitter.

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>>1093978
"On it!" You nod as you activate your datalink.

Instantly, your view leaps up to a UAV loitering above the city, high above the effective gun range of the Abyssal AA net. Immediately, you pinpoint the largest clusters of AA guns, each one glowing a bright red. With your targets designated, you immediately begin the hunt for any assets that could eliminate them.

"H-here, Hoel!" Anna says helpfully and you see two bright lights flare up, catching your attention. One was over one of those newfangled, angular ships, erm, the Zumwalt, was it? And another was hovering over a big ass submarine tagged as Ohio. As your gaze falls over them, you're instantly updated with their capabilities. The Zumwalt was armed with a pair of 155mm guns. While they didn't have the punch of a good old 16-incher, they were apparently precise as fuck, which would work for you. The Ohio, meanwhile, was loaded down with Tomahawk missiles, each one eager and waiting to see action.

It only takes a single thought to relay the target information to both ships. There's a brief few seconds of delay as both ships verify your request, which feels like an eternity in datalink time, but finally you're rewarded with seeing a dozen Tomahawks blasting out of the water while the Zumwalt started traversing its cannons...

>Roll 1d20

Rolled 17 (1d20)

>>1094053

Rolled 3 (1d20)

>>1094053

Rolled 6 (1d20)

>>1094053

Rolled 9 (1d20)

>>1094053

Rolled 3 (1d20)

>>1094053

>>1094062
>>1094065
>>1094066
>>1094068
Whats up with all these multiples of 3?

>>1094061
Close

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>>1094053
And you watch as every Tomahawk dives down on their targets, wiping out clusters of AA guns and clearing out the rooftops. The Zumwalt also begins opening up with its long range cannons, raining shells down on other AA batteries with equal precision, spraying explosive shrapnel into them and effectively knocking them out.

And that's the moment the Marines were waiting for. Once the guns are down, a fleet of Chinooks, Hueys, and Cobras rush in, spitting rockets and gunfire in all directions as they bypass the Abyssal defensive lines. All along the way, they're closely escorted by squadrons of Hellcats and the occasional Crusader to ward away what was left of the Abyssal air power. Almost immediately, the Abyssals begin to disperse or reposition in light of this new threat, and the artillery bombardment on your position immediately ceases.

"You did it!" Yamato snatches you up in an iron gripped hug.

"That was some rather precise shelling." Dorsetshire nods, impressed.

"You yellowbellies finished yet?" Kidd yells at Section.

"Last thermite charge set." Section nods. "Hit it."

Red hits the trigger, and there's a bright flare of orange light as thermite charges begin cutting through the wall of the Spire with pure heat, melting straight through the thick carapace.

And that's when an earthquake strikes. Everybody is knocked on their ass as the ground rumbles and shakes. You look up to see the Spire breaking apart-

No, the spire was coming to life.

>Fall back!
>Charge into the breach!
>Other

"All right! We're good!"

>>1094146
>>Fall back!

>>1094146
>Charge into the breach!

>>1094146
>>Charge into the breach!

>>1094146
>>Other
Everybody, blast the peak of the spire with everything you've goddamn got!

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>>1094146
>>Charge into the breach!
Time to Shadow of the Colossus this monster

>>1094146
>>Charge into the breach!
Summer Harbor Princess she MAD

>>1094146
>Charge into the breach!

>>1094146
>>Charge into the breach!

>>1094146
>Charge into the breach!

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Rolled 18, 4, 13, 12, 12, 6, 15 = 80 (7d20)

>>1094146
"Into to the breach! Go go go!" You yell as you speed toward the still orange hot hole in the Spire's skin.

>roll 1d20

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>>1094174
Inb4 the Spire is actually the Summer Harbor Princess' expanded Rig

Rolled 17 (1d20)

>>1094192

Rolled 18 (1d20)

>>1094192
Nat 20?

Rolled 14 (1d20)

>>1094192
HERE COMES THE DEATH

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>>1094200
What is this, a princess for ants?

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>>1094209
Whoops

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>>1094192
You manage to leap into the breach with your enhanced speed, but unfortunately, not many of your fellows do, either because they were too large and heavy or simply didn't have enough reaction time. You look out the breach in surprise as it starts rising UP in a circular motion. Then you see a massive snake head above and that's when you realize it.

The Spire wasn't a building, it was a CREATURE. A giant snake-like thing coiled around a central structure.

Motherfucking Abyssals.

"It's... gigantic!" You hear Portland gasp.

"Ya made it, Sweet Pea?" You glance at her in surprise, staring out of the breach as well. "Damn, I'm surprised!"

"What's that?" Portland raises an eyebrow.

"Being a heavy cruiser and all- OW!" You wince as Portland flicks your forehead.

"Ya surprised to see me?" Kidd chortles.

"No, not really." You shake your head.

Kidd pouts in response.

So... it looked like just the three of you managed to make it in. You're all jolted as the entire creature vibrates. Weapon impacts from cannons, guns, and missiles were raining down on it. You quickly datalink back to the UAV, and you can see practically every Allied asset concentrating their fire on the massive, skysraper sized snake. However, its armor was THICK, and it appeared to be shrugging off everything being thrown at it.

And that's when the innumerable guns and cannons built into its skin open up, savaging any helicopters and planes that ventured too close, and raining artillery fire down on the city itself in random spreads. Immediately, you could hear panicked screams and shouts over the radio as units panicked and routed.

"Hoel." The Captain's voice cuts into you clear as day. "Are you on the Spire?"

"Um, yeah!" You nod as you struggle to maintain your balance.

"You need to reach the head of that creature and take out the Princess. Mulberry theorizes she's the one controlling that... thing."

Wonderful.

"You guys can't do anything?" You ask.

"We can't get near it. We can provide long range fire support, but we can't penetrate that armor."

"I think I can find some weakness." You say as you power up your radar.

"I don't have to remind you that you're inside the very thing that we'll be shooting at." The Captain reminds you.

>Have the Allied forces back off for now.
>Coordinate strikes on the creature's weak points.
>Other

>>1094242
>>Coordinate strikes on the creature's weak points.

>>1094242
>Other
FIND THE PRINCESS!

Hey Merc have you seen the latest Ace Combat Trailer!?
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Mpgwu-xpG5w

>>1094242
>>Coordinate strikes on the creature's weak points.

If we're desperate, we can always get intentionally swallowed and fight our way out of the guts. We're going to need some heavy duty cutters, or chainsaws.

>>1094242
>>Coordinate strikes on the creature's weak points.

>>1094242
>>Coordinate strikes on the creature's weak points.
so were essentially being the asshole who lights up all those shiny weak spots on collossi, who's going to be the one who climbs the thing and sticks a sword in the shiny spot?

>>1094272
Kidd, of course.

>>1094242
>Coordinate strikes on the creature's weak points.

>>1094242
>>Coordinate strikes on the creature's weak points.
The shipgirls inside can handle the rush to level 99

>>1094242
>Coordinate strikes on the creature's weak points.

>>1094272
Kidd or Portland.

>>1094278
>>Coordinate strikes on the creature's weak points.
While we look for the princess maybe?

>>1094285
I hope that the princess IS in this damn castle!!!

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>>1094242
"All right, let's climb!" You point upwards. As you, Portland, and Kidd make the trek up the length of the Spire Snake's body, you're already pinging the massive creature with your radar, trying to look for weak points.

The Spire Snake for sure had thick armor. Thicker than any battleship you had ever seen, but its biggest weakness was that in order for it to move, some of that armor had to be segmented, thin so it could bend and stretch along with the Spire Snake's body.

And combined with your datalink, it was a simple matter to start routing ordnance to hit those specific, precise parts. You look across the fleet. Hundreds of ships, each one carrying hundreds of missiles. Hundreds of planes in the air as well, each carrying their ow payloads. The possibilities were just as daunting as they were numerous...

>Just focus on a few assets.
>FIRE EVERYTHING
>Other

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>>1094315
>>FIRE EVERYTHING

>Spire Snake

>>1094315
>>FIRE EVERYTHING
Perfectly in character for Hoel

>>1094315
>Just focus on a few assets.

What if it's a super special Re-class controlling it?

>>1094315
>FIRE EVERYTHING

>>1094315
>>Just focus on a few assets.

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>>1094318
Then we kill her

>>1094315
>>FIRE EVERYTHING

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>>1094315
>FIRE EVERYTHING

>>1094315
>FIRE EVERYTHING

Hit it hard when it shows a weak point, and do as much damage as possible before it adapts or stops moving.

Alternatively, if it doesn't work it's a huge waste, but we're a risky destroyer, damnit.

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>>1094315
>FIRE EVERYTHING

theme of this thread:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2A7ETwEN93w

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>>1094315
"H-Hoel, what are you-?!" Anna yelps.

You know Anna had advised against this, but you start spreading your awareness out farther and farther. Not to just the Zumwalt and the Ohio, but to every goddamn ship and plane within a thousand miles of Singapore. Lights, flares, lines of code and data begin to flood your vision as your mind attempts to take in the sheer amount of data being generated and processed every second...

>Roll 1d20

Rolled 18 (1d20)

>>1094362

Rolled 16 (1d20)

>>1094362

Rolled 15 (1d20)

>>1094362
Please something good

Rolled 10 (1d20)

>>1094362

>>1094364
We gone full Newtype hacking now... not only will other shipgirl DDs be amazed, even the larger ships will be impressed.

>>1094405
And Hoel's personal fleet grows ever larger.

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>>1094362
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1ErwgLxBNL0

But thankfully, there's no repeat where your brain overloads from the stress. Instead, you can feel Anna's presence as well, doing her own part in coordinating all of the various ships and air groups to lighten your workload.

Missiles launch from their tubes. Bombs are drop from pylons. The entire might of five combined navies is hurled directly at the Spire Snake. But this wasn't any normal mass bombardment. Every individual missile and smart bomb had its own specific point to hit, each individually guided to its destination by either you or Anna, red lines of code indicating their flight paths.

And the effects are devastating. Missiles and bombs of all kinds, SM-2, Tomahawk, LRASM, SDB, JDAM, hit their designated points with devastating precision. The Spire Snake trembles and roars as massive chunks of its armor and flesh are ripped out. Geysers of oilblood spill out into the streets below, staining the water and concrete as the massive beast thrashes in pain and agony. As a result, it throws you, Portland, and Kidd around as well, but you three manage to hold yourselves steady.

The Spire Snake wasn't dead, far from it, but it was vulnerable now. Deep gouges of burnt and bleeding flesh now pockmarked its body, leaving it open to harassing fire from the smaller helicopters and ground vehicles to exploit.

"Heads up, Hoel." The Captain's voice buzzes. "It looks like Vahlen has finally given the green light to deploy Pacifica."

"What? Really?" You blink.

"She's being sent in to engage the Princess." The Captains sighs. "Unfortunately, I've also been given to orders to have you pull back, so that the Science Division can 'more accurately measure her capabilities.'"

Typical. Now that it looked like the battle was in the bag, Vahlen was going to send in Pacifica to steal the glory.

"What, that's bullshit!" You snap.

"Which is why I'm going to pretend comms were knocked out by that bombardment." The Captain grunts. "I'll leave things to you."

And then the transmission cuts out.

>Keep heading up. You need to take out that Princess before Pacifica gets here!
>Keep heading up. You need to help Pacifica fight the Princess.
>Abort. Let Pacifica handle this.
>Other

>>1094405
>>1094413
>WE gain lightning powers

>>1094413
Hoel will have more ships than Zuikaku

>>1094417
>>Keep heading up. You need to help Pacifica fight the Princess.

>>1094417
>>Keep heading up. You need to take out that Princess before Pacifica gets here!

>>1094417
>Deal Maximum Damage on our way up, doing so will give Paz an indirect hand in the fight. If we get there in time to help do so, if not? Keep wrecking shit.

>>1094417
>Keep heading up. You need to help Pacifica fight the Princess.

>>1094417
>Keep heading up. You need to take out that Princess before Pacifica gets here!

>>1094417
>Keep heading up. You need to take out that Princess before Pacifica gets here!
Whoops.

>>1094417
>Keep heading up. You need to help Pacifica fight the Princess.
Because taking on an Abyssal Princess is still too far beyond what a rookie shipgirl, BBV or otherwise should do on her first real sortie

>>1094417
>Keep heading up. You need to help Pacifica fight the Princess.

>>1094417

>Keep heading up. You need to take out that Princess before Pacifica gets here!

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>>1094417
"We keep going." You say to Portland and Kidd. "Can't very well leave a fellow shipgirl to fight a Princess alone, right?"

"We've come too far to turn back now." Portland nods and adjusts her glasses.

"This be a proper boarding action, after all!" Kidd nods in agreement.

You keep heading up through the winding cavity underneath the Spire Snake's armor, oddly finding no opposition in your way. Finally, you, Portland, and Kidd reach the "head" of the Spire Snake. Something like a bridge or command center. However, the black steel dome that once covered it from the sky had been blown open by a missile, exposing the entire room to the open air. Up above, you could see a Blackhawk hovering just over the breach, and a single person leaps out.

"Hi hiiiii~!" Pacifica giggles as she casually floats down to the ground, held aloft by her very own miniature F-35s. "I think we were supposed to fight a boss monster here?"

"Yeah, something like that." You nod.

"Well, where is it, then?" Pacifica looks around, her short hair swishing as she does so.

"I think that's them." Portland points.

Sure enough, you see a blast door retract, and a large, elegant looking Abyssal strides, or more accurately, is carried in, riding her own damn Rig. She was a far cry from other Princess you had seen, wearing a big summer hat and sundress, with an umbrella on top. She looked oddly... casual.

However, she wasn't alone, either. Flanking her on either side were two familiar faces: the CL and DD Princess. You could tell that they weren't quite fully repaired, but both were glowing an ominous red light that was somehow as chilling as the cold blue eyes of the Summer Princess. However, the trio don't move, at least not immediately.

"I see our two daughters have decided to return to us~." The Summer Princess giggles.

"D-daughters?" Pacifica blinks.

"They're just trying to mess with your head, Paz." You mutter to her. "Don't listen to them."

"You're so very rude, Hoel." The Summer Princess tuts. "You'll need to learn some manners."

And then her gaze falls upon Portland, a wry smile on her face.

"Perhaps we should capture this one and cut her up in front of you. Just like we did to her sister~!"

"I see." Portland adjusts her glasses again, the glare now shrouding her eyes completely from your sight. "So it was you, then..."

Shit, the longer the Summer Princess was talking the more she was riling up your buddies! You needed to act fast!

>Engage the Summer Princess.
>Engage the DD Princess
>Engage the CL Princess.
>Other

>>1094488
>>Engage the Summer Princess.

>>1094488
>>Engage the Summer Princess.
As tempting as it may be to suggest "run around screaming and firing our guns into the ceiling"...

>>1094488
>Engage the DD Princess

>>1094488
>Engage the Summer Princess.
Only WE are allowed to make Sweet Pea angry. This bitch is gonna pay.

>>1094488
>Other
Shoot the Summer Princess in her purty mouth then engage the DD Princess.

>>1094488
>>Engage the Summer Princess.

>>1094488
>>Engage the Summer Princess.
Sundress bitch, quad shot LRASM salvo

>>1094488
>>Engage the Summer Princess.

>Monologue interrupt.

>>1094488

>Engage the Summer Princess.

>>1094488
>Engage the DD Princess

If there are Princesses, where's the Queen?

>>1094537
Beyond the Wall, maybe?

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>>1094488
You let her speak anything else. You raise your gun and fire, drilling 5-inch shells directly in to her. However, being a Princess, she had tough armor, and she's able to absorb the shots, but you achieve your aims in interrupting the conversation.

"Kidd! Get the destroyer! Sweet Pea! The cruiser!" You quickly start barking orders to keep up the momentum.

"Yaaaaaar!" Kidd yells as she charges in.

Portland pauses, but urged on by your confidence, she relents and veers off towards the CL Princess.

"How about me?" Pacifica asks over the datalink.

>Have her back you up.
>Have her back up Portland.
>Have her back up Kidd.
>Other

>>1094555
>Have her back up Portland.

>>1094555
>>Have her back you up.
>Miss Yappy is the biggest threat here Paz, help me out.

>>1094555
>>Have her back you up.
Send strike aircraft at the Summer Princess while Hoel datalinks weak spots to Paz.

>>1094555
>Have her back up Portland.

>>1094561
>>1094575
>Going against a Dock princess alone
>Going up against THE most powerful Abyssal type alone

>>1094555
>Have her back up Portland.

>>1094555
>>Have her back you up.

I just swear Summer Princess is going to be sipping on her drink the whole fight.

>>1094580
Not a drop spilled because at her very rotten Abyssal heart, she is the spirit of the Sembawang Naval Base and therefore British

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Rolled 2 (1d2)

>>1094555
Well, we seem to have a tie on our hands, so I guess it's time for a roll off!

1. Back you up.
2. Back Portland up.

>>1094580
I'm imagining it as going something like this:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=b-3f2p53Bp0

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>>1094598
"Back up Portland, I got this!" You instruct Pacifica.

"Okay!" Pacifica nods. "Switching to cruiser mode!"

And you look on in surprise as you watch Paz's Rig warp and change, like in those goddamn Transformer movies. Mechanical bits and parts rapidly shift and rearrange themselves, adding on 8-inch guns and VLS tubes as she skates over to Portland's position.

Just what the fuck was she?!

"Facing me alone? How unwise of you." The Summer Princess chuckles, not even bothering to move or maneuver. She just casually waits, lounging on that Rig of hers.

"Oh believe me, I've taken out a Princess or two before." You retort.

"Not like me.." The Summer Princess' eyes flash a menacing blue...

>And that's it for tonight! Apologies for the unconventional timing, but we should be back to our regular schedule next Friday! And don't forget TITANFALL on Saturday!

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>>1094612
Thanks for the run, Merc! See you Saturday.

>>1094603
As long as she remains high as mighty. Maybe to the point where she'll offer to go easy on us if we kiss her shoe.

>>1094612
Thanks for running, Merc!

Paz is best Re, if this battle is a success Hoel should buy her all the snacks from the Yokosuka NEX

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>>1094621
>Paz is Re

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>>1094617
I hope this shipgirl is this event drop. Just to see the reaction of the Kongous

>>1094629
Small
Extremely cute (this is important)
Carries aircraft
Has dual-purpose railgun and 8-in guns
Has VLS with missiles, ASROCs
Probably has CIWS-chan and SeaRAM-kun
Extremely cute (cannot stress this enough)
Heavily armored
Extremely cute (you get it, right?)
In short, A FLEET IDOL TO SURPASS NAKA-CHAN

>>1094617
> she'll offer to go easy on us if we kiss her feet

Whoa whoa, this isn't LOVE X RADAR!

>>1094661
>After the battle Portland makes the "Hoel mindbroken by the Princess" issue

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>>1094661
>>1094665
Implying it's not the other way round.

Also Portland getting kabedon'd and her glasses being taken off by Hoel

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>>1094661
Don't tempt fate.

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>>1094688
But fate must be tempted!

Other than Portland and Anna, what other shipgirls will feature in Love x Radar with Hoel?
Will she go for the size gap appeal and get Yamato in?
The selfcest appeal with Woel?
The incest appeal with Heermann and Johnston?
The reverse size gap/loli with Kidd, the Fletchers and Inazuma?

So much to write, so little time.

>>1094712
HoelAnna
HoelPort
HoelPortIndy
HoHaida
HoelHeerSton
HoelYams
HoelKiddLuceWenDaly
HoelNano
HoelPoi
HoelPaz
HoelSam (someone's door is getting rekt for this)
Woel gets her own series.

>>1094720
>HoelPoi
And they switch places again afterwards, which opens up HoelBukki and HoelMutsuki

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KONROLLAY?