Don't Shoot, We're Republican! - A Kantai Collection Quest

[x] Wo
Wo. You want Wo to have your things.
It's true that you don't know much about her. She's basically an Abyssal that somehow isn't a mindless killing machine. You summoned her by accident. She can't truly hold a conversation, and is about as smart as a small child, but...
She likes you. She likes you for who you are. Wo is your friend. A true friend that has stuck by you since her birth and... and...

You sniffle as you try to rub away your tears. You've never felt so close to another person before. Not Mahan, not Yamato, not your Admiral... Ever since you were summoned, you've been nothing but ridiculed and mocked for your history. Those who call themselves your allies have all laughed at you in some way. Some malicious, some innocent, but it hurts all the same.
Why can't they understand? You want to prove yourself, just like everyone else! You deserve that chance as much as any other Shipgirl in the fleet!
But they mock you. Taunt you to the point where poor old Willy is nothing more than the Naval Base meme! It's been so hard for you...

Wo, though. You like Wo. You don't care if she's just a mistake caused by peculiar circumstances, she is your friend!
Your friend...

You stare long and hard at your only true friend as she cuddles with her pillow. Wo... you're glad you got to know her before you sank.
You probably won't come back from this mission, but... you wish her a long and happy life.

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The chill of night slowly bleeds away in the dawn, the sun trying to scour the land with its light, but as beautiful as it is, you can't help but think that this might be the last time you see the sunrise.

"What you're doing for our nation," your Admiral solemnly hands you the nuke, an unassuming cylinder of steel, "is a sacrifice of unfathomable proportions, Porter. Thank you... and godspeed."

Wo protectively hugs you from behind, huffing, "Flagship is... coming back!"

Your Admiral gives both you and Wo a surprised look, before a gentle smile breaks through.

"Of course," she pats you on the head, "I have faith in you, Porter. We'll throw a victory party for you when you get back, okay?"

You nod resolutely, securing the nuke to your rigging before moving off to the rest of the fleet.
There they float, lines of the finest warships to ever sail the seas. Yamato. Iowa. Mahan. Your comrades, for better or worse.

And then there's Wo.

Precious Wo.

Iowa cuts in with a growl, "You better deliver that bomb, Porter. If you screw up, I'll smack you so bad that your rudder will jam in place, you hear me?"

"Yeah," you give Iowa a wry smile as you sail off with the fleet into the rising sun, "I hear you."

This is it.

Operation Bridge Burning has commenced.

Now... what's more important to you? What does William D. Porter value more than anything else in the world?

Finale Vote
[] The Mission.
[] Your Friends.
[] Humanity.