The far distance roars with crackling gunfire, fiery explosions, steel scraping and deforming...shipgirls yelling...Sirens, buzzing as they soar through the dark skies.
THURSDAY, APRIL 19, 1945
At O'seven hundred in the morning. The clear skies and sunrise would quickly turn into a dark hell, filling the sky with the thickest clouds of black smoke. Fire and ash rising to the air as buildings on base and ships in port are blown apart by incoming missiles, instantly killing dozens of shipgirls. This would be the first of the many bloodiest battles to come.
As shipgirls attempted to retaliate. But these Advanced Sirens...they're monsters beyond their comprehension. Even the Grey Ghost was troubled by this new, formidable enemy. The new mass-produced Siren ships were capable of firing missiles and had more advanced anti-air guns. These Sirens fought harder, and their tactics are new.
Helena: I need support over here!
Northampton: We don't have any more suppor—GAH!!
Northampton screams as she is blasted by a laser, knocking her back and falling over as blood flies absolutely everywhere.
Helena: NORTHAMPTON!! Medic!!!
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Belfast: Cleveland on your six!
Belfast shot down an attacking Siren...saving Cleveland's life
Cleveland: Thanks for that!
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Enterprise: Keep fighting we cannot back down, if we do we lose everything here!!!
Siren: EHAHAHA! Even the famous Enterprise is having a hard time! This...! This is real combat! This is real war!
Vestal: I need a repair ship over here!
Wales: You are the repair ship!
Vestal: Why does everything have to be so hard?!
Wales: Keep firing! Do not let up!
Enterprise, who is occupied in a tangle with three Sirens, shouts in fury.
Enterprise: Siren bastards!
She engaged in hand-to-hand combat, firing her glorious arrows of golden light, throwing calculated kicks and precise punches. Her dive bombers, diving on the Siren ships, are shot down without issue.
St. Louis: There's too many of them, what do we do?!
Alabama: Just keep fighting, we cannot be defeated now! We must not let them claim this victory!
Yorktown: Damnit I can't get any planes in engagement, their AA is too advanced!
Hornet: Me neither, how do we counter them without air support?!
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Meanwhile, staring out the bridge windows from the tower of their magnificent aircraft carrier...
Ford: Ahem. Do you see what I see?
??: Copy I see it, over.
???: We're still five mikes out
He tips his commander's cap, hands behind his back as he looks to the cloud of thick smoke over land on the horizon
Ford: Let's get our birds in the air and show Azur Lane some support
Engines of F-35s spool up faster and faster as they taxi to the catapults.
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Azur Lane: The Last Task Force
FanfictionEver since that fateful day, when the long bloody war between the Sirens and Azur Lane ended, with Azur Lane being the victor. The Sirens remained quiet for many decades. Until recently, we learned that they achieved something no one thought was po...
