Being held in Z's arms and watching her floating on the water in a very unscientific manner, Ponzi was very conscious and did not pursue the principle.

Watching the wreckage of the transport ship gradually being captured by the camera, I couldn't restrain my joy. When I was about to press the photo button, the picture became ablaze.

"Fuck!"

Got cut off.

Just a short moment later, the cannonballs flying from the distant sea were scattered all over the transport ship, and the transport ship was riddled with holes and was broken into several sections in the light of the fire.

"My energy point..."

Ponzi, who was being carried from a hug to a carry, screamed and cried.

His hand was longer than Birkang's, and his face was more miserable than Ziwei's cry. However, this could not change that he could only watch helplessly as the private property he thought he had included in his pocket turned into pieces and sank into the shallow bay.

Z, who was carrying Ponzi and escaping at an accelerated speed, did not hesitate because of his cry. She evacuated decisively, preventing the two of them from being hit by artillery fire like the transport ship.

"Why does it do that?"

Pounds, whose eyes were lifeless, sat slumped on the beach and asked Z.

"The Siren's warships have human sensing capabilities, and they will unconditionally annihilate any humans who appear within the sensing area."

Siren's warships are unmanned warships. They are as dull and clumsy as most fully automatic machines and are easy to fool. However, with their huge base and powerful firepower, no one would dare to fool them under normal circumstances.

it.

Especially human beings, who are the primary targets of the Siren warships, will never get close to them if they can.

Because the Siren warship will even give up attacking the ship and the ship, and forcibly fire at the human target, even if it sinks the ship itself.

"My... mistake?"

Like the broken doll, every part of Ponzi's body was stiff, his head was almost tilted to a 90-degree angle, and his arms were moving from his sides to his back.

Ponzi's weird behavior made Z very uneasy. When she wanted to come forward to comfort her, Ponzi suddenly shouted.

"Life is short, fight, girl!!"

Raising his arms and shouting, Ponzi became as excited as if he had been shot. Since he had a history of dancing in the cabin, Z was not particularly surprised. He just treated it as if he was blown away by a cannonball and his head was damaged.

"oh!"

While raising his arms and shouting, Z was thinking about how to trick the sick Ponzi back into the cave.

"I have a dream"

After dusting off the sand on his body, Ponzi suddenly stood up and spoke loudly. His voice was full of energy and his tone was heavy and solemn, as if he was performing some kind of ritual.

"I want to swim on the sea"

Ponzi, who took two steps forward and turned his back to Z, pointed at the sea with his hand.

"Looking at the endless coastline, carving a mark that only belongs to me"

On the horizon of dawn, Z, as a ship girl, was so understanding of each other's victory that her face was a little sad. This was something she was unable to do.

"No matter how strong the enemy is, I will not be afraid."

That day, the fleet attacked by the Siren fleet fled east and west, and the three frigates were quickly sunk one after another. Only two of the ship's ladies on board participated in the escort counterattack, and the remaining three were missing.

Everyone was afraid, panicking, and running away. They stood on the sea and stared back uneasily. Z only saw her commander still directing the battle on the bridge, without any wavering.

"Now, I want to set sail again, not for the mission, not for the world, not for others, just for you and me, and for a little dream."

A small dream, Z still remembers what her commander once said before setting off.

"When you come back from this mission, I will wear a vow ring for you and make you my wedding ship!"

Touching her fingers, the confusion in Z's eyes dissipated. She took two steps forward and stood firmly behind Ponzi, waiting for the words that would definitely come out of her mouth.

"Z, are you willing to cut off the thorns ahead for me?"

Still so unmoved, Z discovered that the commander was still willing to take on everything at critical moments, a stupid guy who only spoke for himself but acted for everyone.

"Z will always be with the commander. As long as it is the commander's order, even if it is the head of the navy marshal, Z will definitely take it and offer it."

Being hugged by Z from behind and pressed tightly against his soft chest, Ponzi recovered from his feverish state.

Being soaked in the wreckage of the war, he just said that with a passion. Now that the blood has cooled down, he imagined that he had become one of the nameless corpses. Ponzi's heart was hot and his limbs were cold.

Very strange, very strange.

Fear was mixed with joy, worry was mixed with excitement, as if there was a voice in my heart that kept repeating, "This is what a man should be like, a man must go to war, a man must make some achievements and be admired by future generations."

There are cracks in the solid secular shackles. Safety comes first, humility and kindness, working from 9 to 5, eating and waiting to die, drought and flood guaranteeing harvests, and the values ​​cultivated in a society of laws and etiquette and morality have shifted slightly.

The beast called enterprising spirit is trying to break through the shackles on its body, moving forward with its most primitive and craziest side, devouring all the nutrients that can make it stronger.

"Z? Can we win?"

Ponzi's voice was trembling, not because of fear, but because he was excited. He was so excited that he asked the question. He was so excited that he could become a hero soon.

"No matter who the enemy is, Z will bring you victory and glory, my commander"

Z's steady voice boosted Ponzi's confidence. All worries were thrown aside. His mind was filled with possible and impossible tactics. Eliminating the Sirens was just a snap of his fingers.

It was already dark when he returned to the cave, and Ponzi did not see the ruby ​​in the cave.

Although he was a little curious about where it had gone, in order for the plan to destroy the Siren warships off the island to succeed, he focused more on the preparations.

Glow sticks, lights, charts around the island, and a few reference materials about the Siren battleship were placed in front of him, and Ponzi continued to discuss various possibilities with Z.

Notes and red lines were added to the chart one after another, and by the time the battle plan was finalized, it was already two days later.

"Are you ready?"

Wearing a white naval officer's uniform, Ponzi's crisp, white military uniform made his temperament serious and he looked meticulous.

"Z, I am with you"

He was neatly dressed in a navy and white combat uniform, with the hem fluttering in the wind. He put on his hat with a white ribbon and fastened the iron cross-shaped hairpin. Z, fully armed, was ready to go.

The two walked through the charred grove in the dark night and arrived at the bay where the previous transport ship was located. This shallow bay will be the starting point for Z to set sail again, and it is also the most beautiful decoration in front of the Siren battleship's grave.
Chapter completed!