Oukoku e Tsuzuku Michi

"You got one shot."

Shake off the garbage with a tinnitus.

I like pieces of wood iron...... this is eyeballs or disgusting.

"The captain has been killed in battle, so the commanding officer..."

The Lord of the Eyeballs seems to be the Captain.

Did you get a direct hit from the shell? I haven't fastened the prototype.

"Hold the wound! Stop the blood!

"Carry it aboard! Don't shake it!

But the deputy chief also disappears unconsciously after holding him to the paramedics.

Of course, I can't take command or anything.

"This, the chief sailor..."

"Give me an oar for dying! We're falling out of the fleet! The angle of the sail...... yep, I'll do it!!

The middle-aged man, who seems to be the head of the voyage, is yelling at the momentum of spitting blood.

"Chief Artillery......"

"Enemy ships from the right! Shoot him all over at maximum speed and tow him! Deck cannon, I've removed it three times since earlier!

The Artillery Chief is running around holding shells and gunpowder himself, scolding his men.

"When the Chief Navigator and the Chief Artillery Officer are not in charge, surely the Captain of the ship - oh, me!?

The woman officer running around looking for a replacement for the captain from earlier stands on the bridge with a crying face.

"The enemy comes from the right and the front and rear... the allies move forward... the speed is bumped..."

The shipmaster-like woman is trembling and trying to grasp the situation.

I know the situation is bad without having to look at her crying face.

Dorta, whose chain of command had been destroyed in one shot and steered in an unattainable direction, was left in an allied fleet.

We are already being turned around in front of and behind the ship because of wasted movement while we were passing the enemy's side.

Above all, an enemy battleship was approaching abruptly as it fired a cannon from the right side.

"I have to... OK!

The female officer slaps the basin and cheek and gives her a riddle of face.

Get out of the way.

And she gets thrown backwards with all the poi in Secrito.

"Hey, what..."

"Captain, Lieutenant, I can't command, Sir Hardlett will take command in the emergency procedures."

Declare in such a voice that Secrito even cleaves the hustle and bustle of the battle.

I see this one with a face taken aback by the chief sailor and the chief of artillery, but Secrito yells before opening his mouth to the objection.

"Store only the left oar, one cup of steering rudder, ninety to the right. Side cannon standby, deck cannon fire at nearby enemies from time to time, aim only at sails"

He pulls my arm as he yells and pulls it up to where the captain was standing.

"Rudder right ninety!? Now let's stick it in the middle of the enemy's throat..."

"We need to shoot the side cannon!? Then you will be boarded by the enemy..."

"In the first place, the sequence of the captain's death and injury..."

Secrito slaps me in the back when the sailors complain.

I suppose Sekrito actually wants to take command of me as a captain.

We should get you on board here.

"Should I guddle with the captain's absence like this? Shut up and obey, it's better than now."

I have no idea what the order is intended to do either, but I say it confidently, staring everyone in the eye.

"But..."

The middle-aged navigator is reluctant.

"Nooo!

He seemed reluctant to obey me when I threatened him.

"Rudder one -! Rudder right ninety!

The voice of the chief sailor sounds.

Seems like he'll do it right when he obeys.

Exactly. Federal servicemen.

Dorta's hull tilts and the bow slowly turns to the right… that is, directly in front of the enemy battleship.

The right oar that remains unloaded becomes resistant, sharp and rudder sharp even at low speeds.

This brings us to battleships forward, large and small battleships to the left and right.

The fleet of allies has been far apart.

"Or don't do something unsolicited! I'll represent the captain."

Hand Ceclito a woman who stands up and tries to protest if she is a nanny.

That was probably the captain's brain.

"Pi, no, no!!

"You sprinkle the deck with water and sand. gliding with blood oil."

The woman starts sprinkling water with a bucket crying.

"So, what's the point of coming out directly in front of the big fat ass? Don't give me another shot."

I lean against a broken railing and say.

Direct fire bombs flashly destroyed the bridge, but fortunately it seems to have little effect on the hull structure.

Secrito looks at an approaching enemy ship from left to right and says:

"What the former captain said is not wrong. Their cannons are low performance, and if this ship's armored, they can carry it even if they're shot slightly."

And point the gloved prosthetic hand gently at the enemy battleship.

"He's the only exception. Range, power, it's completely different."

At the same time, the battleship fires.

The shell passes over our heads and lands all the way back, giving you a water column.

"The large revolving guns on the deck, the side guns... are the battleships of the main artillery battleships that are fifty to sixty years old and have completely different design ideas from the rest of the ships. Obviously an imperial-style battleship conscious build... the cannon you're putting on from the angle of shot is very different from this one. I don't know where it came from."

I see that battleship is awkward anyway.

"Then it wouldn't be a good idea to get into it more and more. You said no assault, too."

Secrito laughs with pleasure.

"Of course not. But we're already in his range. If you want to steer badly here and get away with it, you'll be cut off with a loaded side gun - all rolled out, full speed ahead."

Dorta accelerates toward enemy battleships.

"But apparently only two guns can aim at the front. Besides, we're sailing at full speed to get this one out of the way. It's not easy to target."

So finally, enemy ships approaching from left to right will shell out.

The shells pour from left to right and a small number hits the Dorta.

But as Secrito said, Dorta's armoured plate bounced back an elephant shell.

Rarely do some sailors play and fly by shells that hit the deck, but not in great numbers.

"The deck is dirty again. Spread the water and sand properly. Keep your chopped hands and feet in barrels."

"Hino..."

The captain is also very active.

"Cut the rudder to match the enemy battleship. Don't you ever get sidetracked... steer... next time, steer."

"Ri, roger."

The sailors obey orders, baffled but pushed by the power of Secrito.

Distances from enemy battleships become blocked as they advance from each other's fronts.

In the meantime, enemy battleships fired several times, but the shells deviate in an unassailable direction, as Secrito put it.

"Even though the front is a blind spot, if the gunmen are top notch, it's time to be guessed. Low proficiency and helpful...... shoot"

Dorta deck cannons also erupt fire.

This one is highly skilled or captures a brilliant enemy, but is not heavily damaged by armor.

"I guess. Only a few small guns are on deck. When it comes to damaging a battleship that size... it would be about a long cannon loaded on the side. Other than that, it's like the economy."

"I don't know what it is, but you need to turn this side anyway."

But difficult.

Right now, we're facing enemy battleships because this one is turning around on a fine steering wheel against an enemy trying to turn a side.

If this one steers, the enemy will do the same.

And we're broken.

"I'll take care of that. Hey, bring me an axe."

Secrito squeezes his jaw toward the female officer who is desperately washing away the blood on the deck.

"Yes, no..."

The female officer runs with surprise submissiveness as to whether her heart has been completely broken.

Poor thing.

Distances from enemy battleships are finally clogged.

"Enemy Battleship, I will not steer! I'm going in from the front!

The chief sailor screams.

"I'm not even shooting enemy battleships!

The Artillery Chief screams.

"I guess."

Secrito laughed.

We're already pretty fast on each other.

I can't steer and turn my back now, and if I'm not going to collide, I'll have to stay this way.

"Ready to fire on the right flank, all doors. All hands, prepare for impact!

I'm guessing the enemy battleship is going to hit all side guns from close range at the wrong end of the line.

"Finally..."

"At close range with the battleship... oh god..."

Looks like this sailor intends to do the same.

I try to do my job with my eyes closed and evil.

Finally, Dorta and the enemy battleship are closest... that was then.

"Get the anchor down!!

Secrito yells.

Everyone got the look of no way, but the captain's woman pulls the lever reflexively, pushed by a tremendous rage.

A giant anchor stored on the bow left falls into the water.

"Wow, everyone grab something!!

"Anchor at full speed? Are you kidding me?

The sailors rush to grab masts and fences.

I looked for anything around, but nothing happened.

Set aside for a moment, Dorta swirls left to arc the stern to the right as it slows sharply.

A white wave stands on the side of the ship at a rapid turn that is unlikely at a normal steering wheel.

A tremendous shock that swerves hits the ship.

The sailors cling desperately to something, and the unfixed on deck is thrown into the river.

"Ahhh!

The female officer also drowned, but is supported by Secrito, who was grabbing the rope with a cheerful face.

That's why I'm going to help you properly...... and I rolled down the deck in a big way and hit him in the head with a barrel full of sand.

"But now..."

Look at the front while holding down your aching head.

We were flanking a close-range enemy battleship.

"Shoot -"

"Wait for the shelling!

Secrito controls the Artillery Chief trying to scream and throws an axe at me.

"Break the anchor - now!

I don't know what it is, but now it's time for a second to matter.

"Hmm!!

I shake up the axe thrown at me and shake it down into a thick chain with all my strength.

A roar sounded, not knowing if he had slashed or smashed it, and the thick chain was severed with one knife and disappeared into the water.

"I cut the anchor with one knife...?

"It's not a dimension of power..."

Dorta, who was leaning left with an astonishing sailor pulled by his ass, now leans big to the right with recoil.

And when the inclination is maxed, Secrito can roar.

"Right side cannon, fire at all gates!!

Dorta's side cannon sprays fire.

The shells fired at a downward angle from the oblique hull concentrate on the enemy battleship's bow drainage line.

Countless splashes and pieces of wood fly, mixing intense water and destruction sounds.

"All rolled out, full speed forward"

Dorta quickly rolls out the oars and increases the speed.

"But can we make it..."

The chief sailor is sweating on his forehead.

Dorta's speed almost went to zero due to an odd maneuver using an anchor.

By contrast, enemy battleships should remain at full speed.

Now you're likely to get stuck on the side.

In tension, some sailors close their eyes, Secrito exhaled all the time.

"Only there was luck...... looks like we won"

She hoists her corner as she stares at the enemy battleship.

Against our readiness to clash, enemy battleships also slowed down sharply.

"We were hit by heavy shelling of the bow drainage line during full speed sailing. It would have flooded flashy."

The enemy battleship leans to the left as it slows sharply.

It flooded heavily and slowed down all at once.

"Through enemy starboard."

"Then you will be shelled by the enemy..."

Secrito stares at the length of the voyage in which he opines.

"I don't want your opinion. If you're a soldier, just do what you're told."

"Ha... yes"

You're starting to care less about pre-construction.

My presence diminishes.

"You did good."

When I returned to the bridge, I was stroked in the head.

I don't feel bad.

Dorta gradually passes through the sides of enemy battleships while increasing speed.

Enemy with shells concentrated in the drinking area has flooded and lost velocity, but conversely, the deck should be intact and the cannon should be ready.

We pass through the most dangerous side at a slow rate.

"I will fire!!

Side cannons from enemy battleships erupt simultaneously as sailors scream.

Dozens of gunshots explode and the smoke makes you invisible to your enemies.

The shockwave hits me all over my body, causing me to accidentally turn myself back.

but that was all.

"Yeah?"

We should have taken dozens of simultaneous shootings from close range, but the Dorta is not broken anywhere, and not a single sailor is dead.

"It's a fancy watercraft."

Secrito points to port... opposite enemy battleship.

Countless water columns rise there, leaving ripples to disappear.

"Cannons are a powerful but inconvenient substitute. Only slightly off angle makes it a banquet art."

The enemy battleship is leaning to the left by flooding.

That lifted the starboard side targeting Dorta, causing all the shells to drift up.

"Starboard, ready to fire -!!"

The Artillery Chief screams, followed by Secrito looking up with his boy's shining eyes as he waves up his sword with Dwarf's special prosthetic hand.

"In return. I don't know."

"Roger! Shoot -!!"

Now Dorta's side cannon sprays fire.

Smoke doesn't work at all, but the distance is the distance you can reach if you throw it with a rope, and the enemy can't move by flooding.

A single shell fired simultaneously hits without coming off.

Splashing pieces of wood, pieces of iron, shards of man, moreover, to the cannon row deck. A flashy explosion occurs whether the cannon was subjected to shells and ignited by gunpowder, and the bearded cannon dances through the universe as it rotates before falling into the river.

"Enemy Battleship, we're having a big fire!!

"More blast two! No three! Submast has collapsed!

"The slope gets bigger and bigger!

Every time the watch screams, the sailors cheer.

It was clear that enemy battleships had lost their fighting power.

"Don't float, fool. Port side cannon... fire!

At the same time as the order, now Dorta's port side cannon sprays fire.

"Many hit by enemy large battleships! I'm going down in the army!

shells concentrate on enemy battleships that were on battleship cover.

Whether the captain is dead or the rudder is broken, just like us, the enemy will go in a fluttering direction.

"Don't get distracted. This one's in the middle of the enemy."

Enemy ships are coming from left to right in an attempt to obstruct this path from by my side.

"Enemy medium-sized battleship two, you can hold your head!

Secrito lifts his licked fingers high.

"- The wind is on our side. Get out before they pinch you. Show me your skills."

"" "Whoa!!

A creepy reply follows.

Morale is greatly elevated by destroying battleships and large battleships from a situation of absolute desperation to continue to stand.

All the sailors are watching Secrito, and no one cares about me.

Morale Dorta sailors try to steer the ship with skill. Accelerate.

And what a passing between the two ships before an approaching enemy ship from left and right blocked the needle.

"Both sides, shoot!!

So we unleash the side guns on both sides simultaneously.

There is also little disturbance in targeting while running through at full speed.

Two enemy ships smaller than Dorta are very intolerable to that shelling.

They broke the main mast, blew up the mounted cannon, turned the deck into a sea of blood and lost control, leaving the two ships colliding and sinking.

"A glass of rudder."

Secrito's orders fly.

Dorta changes direction at once while remaining at full speed.

There are multiple small enemy ships there.

The small ships apparently don't have cannons loaded.

I guess he was even trying to set fire to the gap where this one slowed down by blocking the needle.

Sweep the grubby fish.

Dorta sticks into a small flock of ships at full speed.

A deck cannon is showered by an enemy ship rushing to steer, and one after the other it sinks into flames.

"Enemy one in the front, unable to take angle of shot"

Secrito answers the sailor's report with his best grin today.

"Depressing little bugs are a trample."

Dorta penetrates without changing course or speed.

"Ya suck!!

"Wow, run!

"Jump in!!

A sailor jumps into the river from an enemy battleship.

And the collision - Dorta boarded an enemy battleship and smashed the hull to crush it.

I see a soldier dancing through the universe who couldn't escape a ship broken in two.

"" "Wow!!

Dorta's deck is already a festival.

Everyone was watching Secrito with the eyes of a hero.

"Don't look at me. Look at the enemy, you fool."

Saying, Secrito sits down on a sailor of good stature who made him crawl on all fours.

My place is nowhere else.

"Well, that's pretty rambling..."

Um, they're enemies in all directions.

It will be only a matter of time before you are completely surrounded and slapped.

Secrito looks around and raises his sword.

That alone cheers from the sailors.

"Take a needle for him."

The enemy battleship is ahead of the sword... but it looks somewhat blunter than the earlier guy.

"Roger, rudder left fifty!

"Adjust the sail, maintain maximum speed"

"Side cannons, residual bullets - no problem!

Officers and sailors move like they were bounced.

Nobody notices my existence anymore.

"It's your turn from here, even if you don't miss me so much"

Secrito strokes my jaw as I say it.

"Ku!"

"Mmm!"

The sailor in the chair and the captain's lady officer leak their voice regrettably.

While Dorta is under enemy fire, he changes course into small pieces to limit the damage and flesh out to enemy battleships.

Are you okay? There's no more anchor.

"I don't even use it. Do I look like a fool to use the same hand twice?

Secrito takes off his arm-shaped prosthetic arm with a laugh and wears a hook claw.

That means one thing.

"Turn In From Right"

The perimeter is full of enemies, but that means the perimeter is full of allies from the enemy's point of view.

I also have to worry about rays to shoot cannons, and I can't shoot them all I want.

"Shoot the starboard large battleship, and don't shoot the port medium. Keep stuffing the distance"

Pack the distance between enemy battleships and Dorta as they position themselves to pinch less threatening battleships.

"Enemy ship fire!!

Shells flourish from medium-sized battleships, but hitting them won't kill you.

And one decree at the same time as the closest.

Dorta's gunfire rips off the enemy ship, and rising black smoke and gunpowder blocks sight.

Enemy battleships fire in little time.

But it doesn't hit a single shot.

The enemy shelled, speculating that this one would come in at the shortest while the sight was ineffective due to gunfire.

But in fact, Dorta was rapidly steering at the same time as shelling enemy ships, changing angles and fleshing into enemy battleships.

"Now, ladies and gentlemen, may I worship an ancient tradition? Prepare for impact!

The enemy battleship is right in front of you as you push through the smoke.

The enemy is desperately messing with the cannon but we can't make it anymore.

You can see the enemy's cannon mouth, followed by the sailor's movements, from the look on each and every one of them to the sweat floating on his forehead.

As the distance clogs, the anger of the allies grows bigger and bigger.

A roar that can't even be compared to simultaneous shelling, and a sudden deceleration impact.

Dorta stays at maximum speed and plunges into the flank of an enemy battleship - an impact angle assault.

Now I've grabbed the mast and managed to stand it.

"Son of a bitch, you really went in there!

"Coming, coming!! All artillery and rice cookers come out on deck with weapons!!

Dorta's bow is deep into the sides of enemy battleships.

Now there's no reason to shell the enemies around you.

Because if Dorta is on fire, enemy battleships are on the road.

"Let's go."

Says Secrito as he gently scratches the pillar with his hook claws.

"Ooh."

I also respond by unplugging the dual crater.

"Get in!!

"" "Whoa!

Me and Secrito lead the way. All soldiers fly to enemy ships.

For nothing we could do in the battle between the ships, we need to ramble here and make Ceclito fall back in love.

I glanced at her side like a child with a treat in front of her.

There is no sign of her who had lost her arm and was masturbating herself.

I felt something pulsating in my body with Dokun.