The Horizon class Corvette was the passion project of Y/N Nosre. An 1800 ton Guided missile Corvette, however, Y/N under the stress of work has a stroke in his sleep and wakes up a ship man, the embodiment of his design.
however, instead of joining...
Queen Elizabeth had not expected that. While she thought what she was in for would be been indecent and forced, it was a staged dance contest done by the naval personnel of the NWS before an audience. what made it worse is the other ships of the royal navy actually had fun.
HAD FUN!
It was humilialting. So much so, that she had her face buried into the pillow of her hotel room as the other ships tried to tell her was all okay. And worse of all, it was shown on South African TV! Eleven Million people saw her! She a mighty battleship made into an object of entertainment for some small country with a GDP of 3.65 billion USD (Yes. this is how much money South Africa would actually have had in the 1940's. As for net worth of the Mercenary Warfare Corporation, i'm making that control a 20% of this number which means they're worth $730,000,000.00 or 16 billion in today's money. Yeah, our man is LOADED)
it was of course the morning after that night, and soon, Clayton arrived. She was another Narkis class Corvette as she said, "Time to get out of bed."
"But i can--ahhh," exclaimed the battleship as the corvette yanked the sheets off of Queen Elizabeth and dragged her out of the room screaming and shouting at the young Kansen who had a tick mark on her face. Letting go of her leg, The corvette heard the battleship barrate her as she demanded, "What's the meaning of this?"
"My lady," said Belfast, "We tried to get you out of bed, so we had to get help."
"Is she always this hopeless?" asked Clayton.
"You have no idea," said Belfast.
"It was just a dance show," said Clayton, "Get over it. You're making someone as young as me look more mature."
"What?" said Queen Elizabeth, "Surely you're not..."
"I'm a month old," spat Clayton as she smirked and said, "and so far, it's looking like a 700 ton infant of making you look like a baby. Start acting your age for once. By the way, there's a plane waiting. Y/N is wanting you in the Iris orthodoxy as quickly or possible, or something like that. Whatever, just come with me once you're ready to stop being a baby."
"I'm not a baby!"
"could've fooled me," said Clayton, "whatever. Just follow me."
Scene Change
the aircraft in question was a B36 (yes this was designed in 1941, but Consolidated put it on a back burner and only built them after WW2. Pretty cool. Not the final product, but Y/N uses this version.)
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The shipgirls seeing the massive bomber being prepared were struck with shock. One thing was clear about Y/N's faction: they were preparing for a war. However, the shipgirls dismissed it as the Mercenary Warfare Corporation boosting defense against the Sirens.
Oh how wrong they'd end up being. Y/N was planning to stay neutral....in their conflict with the crimson Axis, however, he had plans for the world.
The shipgirls, blissfully unaware of any of this, boarded the aircraft and they prepared to take off.
Warning: awesome scene. (This is a real B36 taking off in this. Just imagine this bird without the jets and with the twin tail configuration)
Many minutes later, the gigantic bomber was on its way to the Iris Orthodoxy.
End Chapter.
A/N: there you folks all have it. The B36 was as awesome as it looks. As for what became of them, brace yourselves as this will be difficult to read.
They were made obsolete by the Boeing B52 in the mid 1950's and then in tail end of the same decade, the lot of them, were sent to the cutters torches to be scrapped. Save for four out of the 385 aircraft that were manufactured.
