Warspite was watching as the not a naval base was under construction by the dock workers.
"They are not as efficient as they used to be… it must be all of that work safety stuff I keep hearing about." Warspite says to herself.
"I like it better this way. An installation is nothing without its workers." A voice says behind her.
Warspite turns around and looks at the girl in shock.
"Taylor, what are you doing out here?" Warspite asks
"I am actually an installation girl Warspite. I am Brockton bay." The girl says
"Warspite!" Is shouted in cheer in the distance.
The old battleship turns to see Nevada and New York approaching her.
"Friends," Warspite says in shock.
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Georgia was sitting down in her office.
"Hey?"
"Yes, though we need to get more creative. Not much has been done to improve cannons so we need to enhance them where we can. Des Moines-class have automatic cannons and we could just scale up the design from Salem." Georgia says
"Hey?"
"You can prepare it, however, I want to see a better design with less wear, maybe a coil gun. We could call it a Mass accelerator cannon. It would have to be mounted in the front of the hull." Georgia says
"Hey?"
"I want to save weight so how about transferring to Gas or Diesel instead of oil?" Georgia asks her crew
"Hey…."
"Right the folder from Avatar, let's see what it is." Georgia says opening it and dumping the contents onto the table.
"Hey Hey!"
Georgia just stares at the paperwork in front of her. Did she know what some of these systems were? Yes, though she didn't expect the navy to have the LAWS system in 2011 that wasn't really used into the 2020s on her earth, then there was the rail gun schematics followed by a plan for a nuclear power plant for herself. Well, it was for a modified Montana class which was never built, however, it could easily fit inside her hull. It actually saved some room considering she wouldn't need the fuel bunkers anymore.
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Georgia is suddenly stuck staring at another paper. Well, a letter is sealed with the presidential seal and was at the bottom of all the blueprints she had gotten.
The ship girl carefully opens the letter reading it.
"April 10th I am to report to Washington DC to revive a Presidential unit commendation," Georgia says in shock.
A small battle star also falls out of the envelope.
"Is this because of the endbringer fight?" Georgia mutters.
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When all was done Georgia was looking at a massive retrofit.
Length 893' 8"
A beam of 137' 10"
82,900 tones of displacement.
A new top speed of 35 knots and a 20-year fuel supply with a Diesel backup.
Her high explosive shells were Composition B a mix of mainly RDX and TNT.
Modern triple base powder for propelling the shells.
There is also a large coil rail down the middle of her bow which acts as an impromptu MAC cannon. The weapon of mass destruction still needs to be fit and programmed properly however her crew is going to start work on its installation during this retrofit.
"Christ. How long am I going to be in the drydock for?" Georgia mutters as her phone starts to ring.
The caller Id is for Sarah.
"Sarah? Is everything okay?" Georgia asks
"I am coming over cousin, Coil found out I am plotting against him and he is after me." Sarah says in panic.
"What about your team?" Georgia asks
"They are coming as well, sorry for the little to no notice," Sarah says sadly.
"Sarah, are you sure we need to burn this place!?" Is shouted in the background.
"Alec the boss turned on us. We need to run, burn it all, anything to help cover our tracks." Sarah shouts back.
"The destroyers will meet you at the gate," Georgia says as her crew dials up the radio.
Georgia looks at the calendar and realizes today was the day the undersiders were supposed to rob the ruby dreams casino.
The timeline matters not. The bay was going to see its war.