Both the military and the commanders I know are gone.

Naturally. I was transferring command to a shore building when I entered the port, but naturally the command is set to deploy aboard the fleet flagship if the fleet is to deploy at full capacity.

Most of the other military guys I knew at that bar would have gone out, and even if someone stayed on this base on land duty, they couldn't possibly tell a little girl I just met at the bar about the fleet's plans of action and sailing routes.

In the first place, besides running into each other again at that bar, there's no other way to meet. Whatever, I don't know his name or his title. And while the great majority of humans are out there, not many will be out drinking.

Mmmmmm......

All right, is that still all you have......

"... so thank you"

"Pleasure!

Yes, I'm always familiar with you, you're a diplomat.

And this time......

"The Naval Air Station, I gave it to you!

Yeah, this time, it's time for the anti-submarine.

In the waters off shore, look for the fleet. I don't attack.

What we want is sailing time (not sailing distance), search capability, multi-goal plots, that sort of thing.

Then it's a choice against submarines, isn't it?

I don't plan on getting it out of here, so I don't need anti-ship attack capability. Air-to-ship missiles are expensive, and they're too over-spec for sailboats, or what...

Anyway, except when it's absolutely necessary for self-defense and there's no other way, that's nasty.

Besides, in that case, it would be more user-friendly and cheaper to have even a sentry ship loaded with 76mm and 20mm or 30mm machine guns put out.

You don't need anti-ship missiles or large-calibre main guns for a wooden sailboat opponent who can only fly a chunk of iron for a couple of miles, do you?

The crew seems to be a different member than last time.

I thought the same members would be better, but they can rub the same members every time.

... Well, I get it. Guys, I want to go to another world.

If the information ban is lifted in the future, I can boast to my children and grandchildren.

Yeah, it's definitely a takeover, the seats of the crew going to different worlds...

And of course, the same goes for the scholars.

Some people are the same as last time, but I guess that's a pretty good person or a powerful heavy town. Most of them have been replaced by others.

Like before, let's hope no one thinks or sets up strange things with each other. Exactly, the second time, I won't forgive you. At that time, we will end any relationship with this country, of course.

Well, go for it!

"Good luck ~!"

Dismissed!

Yeah, it hasn't been much of a day since we left port, so we easily discovered the Vanel fleet.

Noral fleet was also easily discovered for the price, plotting their respective positions and path speeds, this time withdrawing.

If this is the planet, it's pointless here, although there's no rough estimate of enemy time.

Whatever, the wind direction and ocean tide dramatically change the rate of entry, we're not heading straight for each other, we don't even know where they exist or how they behave in the first place...

Anyway, contact is still a long way off.

So I decided to come back in a few days and just tried to pull it off, but they begged me to stay as long as the fuel stayed, so I had no choice but to let them fly around freely over the new continent and kill my time.

Everyone seemed busy shooting and measuring.

Well, there's more places I can transfer, so it's beneficial to me, too.

There's nothing wrong with having them fly just for my request, because it's going to cost me dozens of tons of fuel, consumables, labor, regular maintenance and all sorts of running costs per flight. I wonder if it could fly for a few million yen...

Huh? Can't you come on a airship or a big helicopter next, huh?

Oh, you want to make a landing or a landing... Just taking samples of seawater would be a huge harvest...... But bacteria and microbes cut at the time of metastasis, of course.

"So there's going to be a naval battle between the kingdoms of Vanel and Noral. So I'd like to ask all the former Vanel Kingdom Expedition crew.

... if the Vanel fleet were in crisis.

It's a country you'll never return to, but with the help of a goddess, you're not going to launch one last shot, a grand fireworks? Hopefully, there may be something good for your family in the country...

Of course, you'll get a service allowance from us. "

"Ugh..."

"Huh?"

"" "" "" Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

Now you've got a ton of ghost sergeants, yelling and mentoring from behind the new American sailors.

Exactly, you're not brave enough to go into battle with just a rookie who hasn't even trained live ammunition in his busy schedule.

In particular, the decree of simultaneous shooting and the exquisite judgment of anticipating the timing of the hull shake due to waves greatly affect the hit rate. There's no way you're going to get it if you don't dive the dead line in action a bunch of times.

... Well, that's the lower hurdle this time around. Because I'm here......

But you have to make sure it's okay without me. This next time, it could all of a sudden be a real fight without me.

This is a tutorial in Invincible Mode.

But this isn't the world of games.

After the tutorial, leaving The Beginning Village is not necessarily the first time we meet......

And if you put your face on the Refillia trade to see how the city well is in the new continent, the kingdom of Vanel......

"Sorry eh!!

Suddenly, lephilia with a flat-headed head.

"What the hell..."

"We've sold out unlimited quantities of our preferences, luxury items, all of them, starting with alcohol! Therefore, the sales plan is messed up..."

"Huh..."

Let me explain it in detail, convinced.

Officials of the crew of the outgoing fleet...... family and friends...... to have their last moments before the outing. And to load the ship as personal belongings, and to be begged to kneel on the ground at the store, that would not be easy. Lefilia is also a national of this country, and if you refuse to do so cold, you can be slandered (sod) by non-nationals.

Even in aristocratic households, although not exactly aristocrats themselves, it seems inconceivable that the butler bows his head like a civilian shopkeeper.

... That's unbearable.

"I have no choice, that's... No blame!

They broke the sales regulations and sold it to a forbidden nobleman, but I'm not a ghost either. That's a lot to look at.

The people of this country will, of course, believe in the victory of their own fleet. But just because we won it all, doesn't mean the damage is zero.

500 enemy planes Glaman, 200 of our Army Zero. All enemy planes down, we're clear!

I don't even think about superficial warfare.

Real fictional warfare would shoot down about 70-80 aircraft, no matter what new equipment or secret weapons they have on board.... Still, it would have to be a big victory though.

In other words, no matter how big a victory, there will be damage, and there are many who will not return. The odds of a lifetime breakup are never low.

And of course, we cannot deny the possibility of suffering a great defeat.

"I'll replenish it right away, so get your sales plan back up (quickly) and turn it over to the bookers!

The fleet has already left the port, so no more guests of that hand will come.

... somehow, it will!