"The 22nd Division is retreating towards Cape Carlia while we continue our belated battles. Evacuate the heavily damaged units in that time as a matter of priority east. Railway 45 is already destroyed and unusable, only the light railway on Highway 49 manages to be usable, so will you please use this one? Oh, please."
At the General Command of the Human Army, we are in a hurry to rescue the southern army units, which managed to maintain equilibrium.
The rescue of the troops of veterans from the Republic and the United Kingdom, who had lost the battle in the north and centre and were left behind in the army on the southern side, was an urgent challenge for them as they were draining their troops heavily.
But...
"There is not that much capacity in the temporary military port of Carlia. Where more than 200,000 troops have been gathered, supply and retreat will be difficult. You can't handle it!
"If you can handle it, I'm stuck!
"The railroads are being destroyed, and they're being sieged from the north. They're even sending airborne units up there! I can't believe those savage demon kings have that much skill..."
The speed of the Demon King's invasion and the unexpected tactics are being applauded for confusion.
Slightly surviving railways and seaways find a viable path, but still lack absolute capacity.
"Without the loading of cargo and equipment, the processing capacity of the port of Carlia can be doubled. Calculately, if we do everything we can for a week, we'll figure it out."
"Right. Let's hope the Demon King Army will shut up and watch for a week"
……
No matter, that's not true.
Even though the Navy is fortunate enough to be able to secure critical maritime control, as it stands, 200,000 troops from the south will literally be "massacred".
Plus here, they keep getting unhappy.
"- What? Is it true, it is!?... Damn, right"
"What's up, what happened?
"It looks like General Wallis Gumran, commander-in-chief of the southern side of the army, has been seriously injured. I seem to have saved my life..."
"Oh, my God..."
Soldier station officers who will be pale in the face. A useful actor in the human army, who had painstakingly kept order, did not manage to disintegrate the southern armies so far. The chain of command was, naturally, confused.
"Who's in command now!?
This is General George Vereker of the United Kingdom Army.
"Okay.... but it won't change what we do when we become General Vereker."
Troops that can use the railroad to the east will use it while Frontline Troops are buying time. And a force that doesn't is retreating to the military port.
A total of 200,000 troops must be retreated in the shortest possible time.
"What we need to do is secure as much means as we can to retrieve them. To do this, we have to gather what we can gather under our authority"
"But only about 30-40,000 people a day where we have increased the processing capacity of the military port of Carlia to its limits...... no, we don't have a ship to carry them in the first place. Insufficient number of personnel transport vessels are currently deployed on the southern side. Some hands are forced to use freight transport vessels, but they are not originally designed to assume personnel loading. Still enough to get 30,000 people a day."
"There, considering the time to refuel and load, plus the attack from the enemy, is it a little short... I'd just like to make sure there are about 50,000 people a day"
"How about using a warship?
"Things will not be the same with freight transport vessels. By and large, maritime control is not an absolute advantage. I want it as an escort, and if we use the warships for personnel transport, our combat capabilities will surely fall."
Not enough ships, not enough loading capacity, not enough fighting power.
They haunt my mind how to rescue 200,000 people in this situation. In the end, the meeting had to come to the conclusion that "a ship called a nearby vessel, a freighter or a fishing vessel, but an inland navigation vessel, but only collect it".
At the end of the meeting, under the Chief of the Soldier Station who smokes what's going on, a rookie's men walk over.
"Good day, Captain."
"Oh, I'm really tired. I've never had such a busy stomach ache in my private life."
"Is the captain a civilian?
"Whoa, didn't I tell you?
The captain, who is to lead the army station in one hand on the southern side, answers as he rubs his inertial beard, which has stretched without even allowing time to shave in the last few days.
"I was the operator of a private passenger ship, and I was entrusted with the operational management of the ship, from 50,000 tonnage mammoth ships to the ship, more than a decade ago."
"I see... so much so that I could give instructions, is that it?
"Hey, what do you think? I feel like I've worn these since I joined the army. That said, it didn't mean it was futile. It's quite convenient to be connected in the private age, and I still get" accommodating "things."
Laughing niggly, captain lights a cigarette I don't know how many times.
On the other hand, a subordinate who doesn't know what it is, "must be happier not knowing but not knowing what it is," didn't go into it with the thought of his excellence glimpsing.
"Oh, when it comes to 50,000 tons of passenger ships, is it 'Olympia' or something like that after all?
"Oh, you know very well. Exactly, Olympia. It feels good to watch 50,000 tons of ships rush through the rough ocean at high speeds. How many times have you wanted to ride as a guest one day?"
"Isn't it as good as being able to ride as a crew?
"By the way, I've never even ridden as a passenger yet. He's a guest, and he can't be a disrespectful passenger."
"Oh, then the captain can't."
"Hey."
To my men's spicy jokes, the captain no longer knew if to laugh.
"That said, he was totally screwed up by the time I joined the army, too. Are you still floating, that?"
"If you're not floating, I hope you're floating because the captain's dream won't come true either"
"Not at all. Whatever, I feel like throwing my job and riding it right now..."
And I realize I've said it so far.
I use everything I can. Yeah, that was decided at the meeting earlier. Then...
"Wow, I'm gonna call you back."
"Captain? Um, to which...?
"You've made up your mind. Throw away your work and book a ticket to the luxury ship."
"............ what?
I don't know if it works, but let's just do it.
His idea of just such a hit is whether he will be lucky or vicious.
"Hey, long time no see. Suddenly, where is Olympia now?