Please Join the Shipgirls

"1, 2, 3, 4, 5..."

Zhou Ming leafed through his diary, counting softly.

"What are you counting, Comrade-chan?"

Tashkent happened to pass by, spotted him, and asked curiously.

"Oh, I'm counting how many days until the port gets a new ship."

Zhou Ming replied with a smile.

In this era, when humanity and the Sirens stand at odds, the story begins with a young commander who has just taken up his post.

(The title and blurb are enough to make your head hurt, so just read the story.)