The Martian Invasion at Azur Lane [Probably going for a rewrite]

Chapter 6 - Red Weed.

Communication was all but lost, the majority of the army either died out or fled.

The RAF was still alive but they didn't know what to do as all contact was lost.

and there was the Royal Navy, they still had hope.

As it is their god-given duty to serve the Royal Navy!

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- English Naval Dockyard -

In the Quarter room, there was a girl with no riggings on.

She sat still at her bed, looking at her sister's bed.

She still awaits her sister's arrival, for it has been a week.

HMS Polyphemus: "When are you coming?"

Only solitude responded.

...

HMS Polyphemus sighed and quietly asked.

HMS Polyphemus: "If only yo-"

Loud bangs came from the door.

A high-pitched voice can be heard.

"MIss Polyphemus? Could you maybe get out or let me in?"

HMS Polyphemus: "That's familiar I wonder could that be?" She thought.

HMS Polyphemus: "Who's there?"

"It's me! Javelin!" Javelin responded back.

HMS Polyphemus: "Oh, Javelin. You may come in."

She opened the door and a humanoid figure rose up and went over to where Polyphemus was sitting.

HMS Javelin: "What's wrong?"

HMS Polyphemus: "It's just that my sister was taken to inspection..."

HMS Javelin: "What happened?"

HMS Polyphemus: "Well... I spotted my sister with Hood, Neptune, and Illustrious. They were talking about aliens. Mars apparently, and here we are now. Being invaded... What a time we live in."

HMS Javelin: "Cheer up! We might be able to hold out against them!"

HMS Polyphemus: "Haven't you heard? The radio spoke about the machines. London has fallen!" She shouted.

Javelin frowned from the eruption.

HMS Polyphemus: "I-I'm sorry for my outburst."

HMS Javelin: "I-It's okay..."

The lights turned off and red lights plowed the area. A speaker blurted out, it was in a feminine voice.

"WARNING! ALL PERSONNEL, BE ALERT! MULTIPLE VESSELS HAVE BEEN SPOTTED FROM UP ABOVE! 

"ALL PERSONNEL IS TO BE ON THEIR POSTS. ALL YOUNG SHIPS THAT ARE STILL NOT FIT FOR BATTLE MUST GET TO SHELTER..."

Sirens echoed the hallways and the outside.

HMS Polyphemus: "That concludes this conversation huh? Might as well get going Javelin."

HMS Javelin: "Yes! Goodbye Miss Polyphemus!"