Zumwalt slowly got off her ship with the ladder she had lowered from her ship. She looked around and there were at least eight women with warship parts on their bodies and a company of Marines.

Zumwalt raised her hand and said. "I come in peace."

"And what makes us believe your word?" Zumwalt saw a womab with short blonde hair with red eyes and dressed like a noble family, asking her.

"Nothing, perhaps you can also see that my ship does not have any weapons, once again I say, I come in peace." Zumwalt said firmly.

Wales seeing Zumwalt who didn't have any weapons in her hands decided to believe a little. "Alright, state your name and country of origin."

"USS Zumwalt DDG-1000, my home country is the United States. I'm one of you, man." Zumwalt said trying a relatively more casual approach.

"Huh? When did our country have a ship design like that?" Asked one of the Marines in confusion.

"Probably some kind of secret project."

Nevada, the Eagle Union's temporary lead shipgirl, walked forward. "You are an Eagle Union girl? How is that possible, state the origin of your shipyard."

"Uhhh, At Bath Iron Works." Zumwalt said nervously.

"Bath Iron Works? What about your homeport?" Asked Nevada, again.

"It used to be in Pascagoula, Mississippi, but now my Homeport is the Mare Island Shipyard." Zumwalt replied.

"Hey, that's my birthplace! I never saw you there!" Said one of the gray-haired women in quite questionable attire as Navy personnel.

"Is that right, San Francisco?" Nevada turned to the gray-haired one who turned out to be the USS San Francisco.

"Yes! That place is for construction of Destroyers and not Heavy Cruisers like you." Replying to San Francisco, she looked excited rather than angry or suspicious.

"Tell you what... When was you are launched?" Asked Nevada.

Zumwalt sighed, it was time to be honest. "October 28, 2013, that's my launch year."

Everyone who heard the conversation seemed to widen their eyes, Wales immediately exclaimed. "Wait, you're claiming to be from 72 years in the future?! Don't be ridiculous!"

"Uhhh technically, 94 years from the future, the year before I came here was around 2035." Zumwalt replied while scratching the back of her head.

"Hey Hey! Tell me, is our war with the Sirens over?" Asked one of the Shipgirls.

"She's right! Did we succeed in beating those damn aliens into the deep ocean?!"

Nevada raised her right hand in code for silence. "Miss Zumwalt, I'm afraid I'll have to detain you for a while."

"Yes I knew this would happen, can I be confined to my ship?" Zumwalt asked nicely.

"Uhh yes, San Francisco, you are in charge of this Miss from the future, make sure she doesn't do anything strange." Nevada ordered.

"Yes, boss!" San Francisco happily walked in front of Zumwalt and extended her hand.

"Greetings fellow Bath Iron Works!" San Francisco said with a grin.

"Ahh... Greetings."

Zumwalt then walked back onto her ship followed by San Francisco from behind. Wales just watched it all happen with a look of bewilderment.

"Are you really going to leave her alone?" Wales asked.

"What else should I do, Wales? She already said she came with no evil intentions and claimed to be from the future... I honestly don't believe her, but I've decided to give her the benefit of the doubt." Nevada said while crossing her arms.

"Hopefully this doesn't come back to bite us in the ass." Wales said with a long sigh.

"Amen, sister, amen."

"So, if you're a Destroyer, where are your cannons?" Asked San Francisco who was looking at the two domes on the bow of her ship.

"They're hidden inside those domes, you'll see if we get attacked again." Zumwalt said quickly.

"Hmm then, what about the question from San Diego earlier, is our war with Siren over?" Asked San Francisco curiously.

Zumwalt honestly didn't know what this 'Siren' they were talking about meant. "I don't know what the war with Siren means, are you guys at war with the mermaids in this world or something?"

"Hahaha when you said it like that, i guess we are fighting against Mermaid... Hmm you said this 'world' instead of 'past', you're saying that you came from some kind of alternate future?" San Francisco said stating her hypothesis.

"More or less so, in my world there is no war against Sirens, there are only World Wars and the most recent one is the War between America, China and Russia." Zumwalt said remembering the war which was really the moment when America was humiliated in the eyes of the world.

"Russia and China? How can we go to war with those two? Russia I understand because of our ideological differences, but for now it seems we can tolerate them, but China, what is it about China that makes them declare war on us? We helped them in the war against Japan, right?!" San Francisco said.

"There are many reasons why they are hostile to us, perhaps because we did not fully support the Kuomintang after the war against the Axis, so the Communists won the civil war and made China a Communist country." Zumwalt said lazily.

"Huh I don't know the details, just the outline.... Did you have a chance to meet with Siren before coming here?" Asked San Francisco curiously.

"Ah, what do you mean the black ship that has no crew?" Zumwalt saw San Francisco nodding her head.

"Then yes, I managed to sink their small fleet with one aircraft carrier as the center. But I haven't seen their surface fleet in full action, only the aircraft, are they dangerous?" Zumwalt asked curiously.

"Hmm Hmm~ Those are their mass production ships and our human manned ships can still put up quite a fight, but if it's their Elites that are intervening, then we KAN-SEN or Shipgirls will step in to help deal with them." San Francisco said proudly.

"Have you ever fought against them?" Zumwalt asked.

"A few times, but more often against their mass production ships." San Francisco replied.

"I see, how long have the Aliens been here?" Zumwalt asked again.

"More or less like 10 years, maybe?" San Francisco said doubtfully.

"That long? Why hasn't Humanity beaten them back yet?" Zumwalt asked confused.

"Hmm Hmm~, actually these Sirens don't have a definite location or headquarters, at most it's only their Front Operations Headquarters or research locations on remote islands or other places, most of their headquarters are found in the Arctic or near the Soviets anyway." San Francisco said recalling the report she read.

"So that's it, so they came using what?" Zumwalt asked again.

"They use portals to appear and attack, that's why when the Sirens attacked, we had trouble guessing the location of their appearance because of that technology, but I heard that America and Great Britain made some kind of prototype Radar that can detect the appearance of Siren Portals." San Francisco replied lightly.

"... Miss San Francisco, you do realize that you just gave a prisoner who could be your enemy very valuable information, right?" Said Zumwalt who couldn't believe how easily information came out of San Francisco's mouth.

"Hmm? Why not, Mrs. Zumwalt, are you an enemy of mankind?" Asked San Francisco, her voice was now a little different which made Zumwalt a little stunned, this woman in front of her could be serious too.

"Of course not, humans created me, why should I be hostile to them? Even though they left me to rust in the Mare Shipyard in California, I never wanted to hate them." Zumwalt said sincerely.

San Francisco then sat on the floor of Zumwalt's ship deck and patted the floor next to her, telling Zumwalt to come along too. The voluptuous blonde woman obeyed San Francisco and sat next to her.

"Care to tell me more?" San Francisco asked softly.

"...I can't blame the Navy for retiring me earlier than I should have, my sisters were also canceled, I don't know what happened to their hulls... San Francisco, when I was planned to be built by the Navy, I was envisioned to be the HMS Dreadnought of the 21st Century." Zumwalt said while looking up at the sky.

"Dreadnought? So, some kind of new breakthrough ship that no one has ever seen before?" Asked San Francisco.

"That's right, But even so, there was no enemy that could defeat the US at that time and the wars that Uncle Sam faced during the period before the Dhahran Tragedy were mostly wars against terrorists, so I was a little neglected. Back then, my class was planned to have 32 ships to fill the US Fleet, but that number was cut down to 24, then to 7 and until finally only I was left, with my sister's two hulls that I don't know what happened to..." Zumwalt said melancholically.

"Huh, I have a lot of questions, first of all, what is the Dhahran Tragedy?" Asked San Francisco curiously.

"In short, there were some crazy people who thought it was a funny thing to put a Nuclear Bomb into the City where the Headquarters of the World's largest oil Company, you know what happened next? The price of oil shot up, the chaos in the Middle East intensified and the Saudi royal family was dethroned from their position, that's how I remember it." Zumwalt said.

"Then what does that have to do with America or your early retirement?" Asked San Francisco who still didn't understand.

"So this is, when it all happened, the world economy was automatically in a state of chaos, as well as America, although they were not completely dependent on oil from Arabia, but the incident was a severe blow to the world economy and the world entered a truly terrible stage of decomposition." Zumwalt answered patiently.

"So with the economy in ruins..."

"Then the Military budget had to be cut by the Government. The American Navy no longer dominates the seas, as the men in the ranks are more worried about their ships rusting away, the Army which is known as the Giant is now only in charge of keeping the shops from being looted." Zumwalt replied grimly.

"What a mess, and that's not to mention the mess from the War you're referring to, is it?" San Francisco gave Zumwalt a sympathetic look.

"That's right, the War changed everything for America." Zumwalt said, then she gasped and looked to the north.

"Zumwalt, what's wrong?" Asked San Francisco in confusion.

"Trouble." Zumwalt replied grimly.

From the north, twenty black and red-striped troop landing ships sailed in, escorted by a fleet of perhaps 50 ships.

In the center of the invasion fleet formation, there was one Kongo-class battleship, IJN Kirishima. On board, there were several beautiful women in discussion and a middle-aged man wearing an admiral's outfit.

"Admiral Nagumo, is it wise to carry out the third wave attack without the assistance of our Aircraft Carrier?" Asked a woman with short hair, dressed like a ninja and with horns. She was Kirishima, the human form of the Battleship they all boarded.

"I agree with my sister, my lord, their current level of vigilance must be high, especially since reports from the Submarines indicate that several enemy KAN-SENs have sailed to make sure there are no further attacks." Said another beautiful woman, this time with long brown hair, she was Hiei.

"I understand the anxiety of all of you, I myself am still horrified by the deadly weapons from the United States, but we have a dark horse in the form of them." Nagumo pointed behind him where Siren's mass production ships were.

"My lord, I never wanted to against your words, but why should we trust them so much? We have been at war with them for so long, that war has also taken a lot away from all of us." Kirishima said with a frown.

"I understand, Kirishima, but this must be done, we must make sure the Americans cannot enter the Pacific theater, at least until all our troop positions in Southeast Asia have been reinforced and the War in China has been won." Nagumo said firmly.

"By then, we have gone too deep down the rabbit hole, my lord, you know yourself how powerful the US is." Hiei said with a frown as well, she was one of the KAN-SEN who was quite vocal in this attack on Pearl Harbor.

She felt that going to war with fellow humans was a futile act and a waste of human resources, this war was carried out because the Empire was too greedy for power, so much so that any means were used to obtain it. Not only Hiei was against this, quite a lot of KAN-SEN were against this, but they all held low ranks on average, so they could not oppose.

"You seem not to like to use the Siren's power, if you don't want to, then say so beforehand." Commented another silver-haired beauty with seductive golden eyes.

"Miss Prinz Eugen, with all due respect, you are just a supervisor here as well as a representative of the Third Reich, this is a Japanese military operation, not German, so please don't throw oil on the fire." Nagumo said firmly.

"Heheh, whatever, I just want to say, with Siren's power we managed to dominate the Atlantic ocean." Said Prinz Eugen with a smug smile.

"Didn't you almost lose your Flagship a few months ago against the Royal Navy Fleet? Your surface fleet would have been a joke without the Siren or the 'German super technology' that you always brag about in your propaganda." Kirishima retorted sharply.

"You!" Eugen gave Kirishima a sharp look for bringing up the embarrassing incident a few months ago, where Bismarck was almost killed by a Royal Navy Fleet that somehow managed to forcefully break through all the Siren Fleets protecting Bismarck.

As of now, Bismarck is still in a coma and Ironblood has a leadership vacancy, for the time being the Ironblood Division will be led by Admiral Hipper.

"Enough, Kirishima, that's not the attitude we should show to our 'ally', Eugen-Dono, please forgive my girl's behavior." Nagumo bowed his head slightly.

Prinz Eugen just snorted and turned her head away. "Yes, if that's the case, then it's fine... After all, my purpose here is to witness the upgraded Siren Ground Forces on the battlefield, after many Japanese Navy soldiers died a few hours ago and your 1st Air Fleet almost died too after being hit by a mysterious attack... Honestly, I also want to know about that weapon, what your informant in Pearl Harbor say?" After speaking quite long, Prinz Eugen asked.

"For now we are still getting insufficient information, but according to her information, after all our Aircraft Carriers were disabled by a mysterious attack, a ship with a strange design entered the harbor and anchored there, if according to her testimony too, the ship was flying the flag of the United States." Nagumo replied.

Hiei without orders then took a map of Oahu Hawaii and spread it out on the operating table. Several invasion sites were marked and the targets they should attack.

"Alright, right off the bat, since the first and second airstrikes have failed to destroy their fuel storage as well as ship repair facilities, we can utilize the ground invasion force we got from Siren to do the dirty work, Eugen-Dono, you're sure they can be controlled, right?" Nagumo asked Prinz Eugen.

"Of course, we Ironbloods have confirmed it."

"Good then, we will attack right here, supposedly their troops have not fully mobilized and have not made fortifications, Eugen-Dono, I ask you to bomb this point and this point." Nagumo then pointed to several black dots that Hiei had marked earlier...

"Hmm, easy business." Prinz Eugen smiled playfully.

Prinz Eugen picked up a strange device similar to a television but smaller, approximately 9 inches and the screen could be interacted with. Prinz Eugen pressed the screen of the small television before finally looking outside, followed by Nagumo, Hiei and Kirishima...

20 Siren's Aircraft Carriers began to launch their fighter jets carrying various weapons, some carrying anti-ship, air-to-ground and some specialized for CAP. The number of these Fighter Jets is approximately 190 units.

The Landing Ships advanced at full speed escorted by dozens of Destroyers and Cruisers, the Battleships and Aircraft Carriers kept their distance to avoid direct confrontation with the far more numerous enemy KAN-SEN.

"Let the war begin." Prinz Eugen announced as she smiled quite broadly, her golden eyes shining slightly as she saw the many blue dots that signaled the Siren fighter jets heading towards Oahu Hawaii.

TBC.

Hey everyone, did you miss me? No? Okay :(

Alright, next up is another battle at Pearl Harbor and oh boy, is it going to be a fierce battle.

And by the way, what the prick happened to the Azur Lane community these past few days? I mean, the Anson design they gave us is nice but she's not similar with ther other ship on her class, i mean, even Howe the last ships on KGV-Class is a grown up lady, how the prick Manjuu Fuck that one up? That blue Anson is more suited to be the Royal Navy's first submarine, but hey, at least Manjuu listened to the players' complaints and tried to fix it.

May you all have a wonderful and blessed day, here No Name, Adios!