Azur Lane: The Last Task Force

Growth Of A Task Force

May 20, 1946

Two months after the liberation of Azur Lane, and the defeat of Surveyor, an Elite Siren.

Peace set upon the entire base. Most collapsed and destroyed buildings from the battle were seeing new construction, including the prison hall. Which could be seen from the port, where Sampson was. Three new ports were also installed for the new ships that arrived from the battle.

Sampson stared out his bridge windows at the port walkway to his right. He could see shipgirls admiring the three ships. Especially Essex's carrier. The sight of Osprey tilt-rotor aircraft, AV-8Bs, F35s, CH-53s, and many other VTOL or helicopter aircraft sitting on the deck was quite a sight for them to see. He leaned back in his chair, sipping a glass of whiskey as he looked over at the prison that was under construction in the distance.

Eugen: Do you think you went a little overboard?

Eugen stood behind him, staring at the prison as well.

Sampson: I think I could've taken a different approach, instead of turning into an independent demolition service and turning the prison into a pile of nothing

Eugen: Maybe it needed some remodeling

She said with a giggle.

Sampson leaned forward, turning up the volume of his radio slightly. The sound of metal music played in their ears. There was another sound too. The sound of footsteps coming up the stairs in the background. Entering the room was...

Sampson: I'm surprised to see you'd actually drop by to visit

Essex: You sit up here all the time, what do you live here?

She said sarcastically.

Sampson: Well I sleep here so...

Essex: Ooo is that Metallica?

She said as she approached the radio.

Sampson: Eh-...

Sam looked back at Eugen, who had a mildly surprised look on her face.

Eugen: So that's who it is

Essex: Obviously, what you didn't know? I thought Sam here would've told you if you're so interested

Essex said as she leaned forward, resting her elbows on the console.

She said as she looked back at Eugen.

Sampson: I was trying to have her guess the name with a few hints...

Essex: Idiot, they don't have music like this here, how is she supposed to guess this?

Eugen: Metallic...that's the metal you were talking about

Sampson: Yes it was...

Essex: You interested in this music?

Eugen: I do like it a lot, yes

Essex: Geese, that's surprising...how the hell do you have headphones, tablets, and music players, but you haven't even invented metal music in this world?

Sampson: They got PA systems and music speaker systems in their stores and restaurants too...and they got an arcade

Essex: Woooow...

Sampson: Not interested are you?

Essex: Yeah I don't really give a shit

Sampson looked over at the shipgirls on the port again as he sipped his whiskey again.

Sampson: They really like your ship

Essex looked out the windows, seeing the groups of shipgirls looking at her ship, and conversing with each other.