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Chapter 50 "Eight"

Moral, this guy, gets quite agitated every time he discusses something. I know he is a staunch bayonet.

The so-called bayonet faction is a tactical faction that uses pure violence to tear the enemy apart in an instant.

Contrary to the supporters of the big ship gunners and archers, they don't like the fearless increase in tonnage to waste resources, and despise the so-called archers who hide in the distance and keep throwing "shit" bombs.

Using ultra-high destructive under-restraint weapons to dump huge amounts of ammunition in a short period of time is the so-called romance of men.

If you are a man, just rush up and do it!

The meteorite class equipped with array frequency-fired pulsed magnetic rail weapons, the bayonet class equipped with self-exciting fluid bomb feeders and positive ion jet weapons, and the results of the fury-class transformation project Super Fury: Equipped with a new moment wave electromagnetic The Thunder class of extreme weapons.

They are all short-range combat ships that can rely on super stray particles to interfere with the enemy's sensing array, and rely on high-speed approach to launch a quick and violent strike against the enemy in a short period of time.

So it is also called the crazy three musketeers of the empire.

A violent weapon that fights and destroys—either you will be destroyed or I will be destroyed.

That was the mainstay of the empire that had to be shunned even when a single battleship encountered an encounter.

No wonder Moral likes it so much, who can refuse a hedgehog covered in weapons?
But maybe this guy is really a new weapon of the empire.

You must know that even if it is not the so-called bayonet style and other miscellaneous military enthusiasts, the empire does not bother to equip small boats with large weapons with disadvantages.

And only equipped with a large-caliber artillery, such an extreme guy is rarely seen even in the alliance, right?

Even a border patrol ship with a super long voyage would not be equipped with such violent and vicious weapons?

"Ugh."

Nalia also sighed slightly, seeing Moral's sudden stubbornness, she didn't know what to say.

And how did you bring the topic here?

In fact, in the end, the archers restrained the assassins, and the crispy ships of the alliance equipped with long-range weapons almost hoisted the mainstay of these empires and beat them.

This is a tactical deformity, and it is also because the alliance industry started late and quickly gained an advantage in the battle of small and medium-sized ships.

As for the actual outbreak of flagship-level conflicts, the advantage of the distance between the firefights is infinitely contained by flagship-level weapons that rely on huge energy support. If the firefights are resolute, the empire with rich background can still easily gain the upper hand in the conflict.

This is also the fundamental reason why the staunch supporters of the bayonet style still continue to speak and continue to support their "faith".

And it suddenly occurred to me that the purpose of these warships berthing here...

These warships are not civilian ships, and need to frequently call at the port to receive supplies or perform operations such as activating agreements.

If a combat warship with super self-sustaining power is now moored here, the intention is actually obvious after thinking about it carefully.

It's nothing more than a red light district...

This is understandable in the navy, and it has even become a tradition similar to unspoken rules. This can be seen from the pilot of the carrier-based aircraft that saved the lives of Moral and me before. Isn't that the precious metal that is used to do this?

This is "carpe diem must reach spring".

After all, with your head hanging on your waist, maybe you will burp one day, so why not just enjoy it when you have the chance? It's also very good, right?

Moral's eyes flickered, and he obviously wanted to say something, but in the end, he was so blunt that he held back the words, right?

"If there is a chance, I would also like to drive such a battleship once."

After everyone kept silent for a while, it was still Moral who looked forward to saying something like this.

"There is a chance."

……Bar?

I don't know why, but I suddenly showed strong sympathy for Moral.

A person who longs for imperial weapons has to go abroad instead, and even feels disgusted with the place he longs for.

It has to be said that it is sad, the empire that behaves like this is sad, and Moral, who has suffered from it, is also sad.

But having said that, Nalia and I, why can't we be sad?

On the bridged platform in the distance, a figure can be vaguely seen shaking, maybe it is doing some work?

Different from the docking method of civilian passenger and cargo ships, warships will connect to bridge platforms when berthing. On the one hand, modular pipelines will be directly connected to the interior of warships after docking with platforms, and the supply and maintenance of some weapons and ammunition will also It can be done through the platform.

"Let's go, we can rest for a while back on the boat."

Knowing that nothing would happen if I stood there so foolishly, I finally couldn't help but opened my mouth.

"Oh, let's go..."

Moral, who was in a bad mood, also sighed slightly, shook his head and looked at me helplessly.

It seems to be blaming me for not decisively standing on his side just now, right?

I'm sorry, even I really don't know how to stand decisively on your side in this situation.

Should the flagship be used as an example?

Nalia looked at Moral with great interest, as if she never thought that the heartless Moral would have such a persistent side.

As for Gulu... If it wasn't for sweeping away Liuhe and sweeping eight points like a storm while eating, I really wonder if he has some strange disease that makes him sleepy.

After I was full, I hugged me and fell asleep until now, and I haven't even changed my position...

Now that the two of them plan to go back, it will be easy. Before, I was worried that they didn't have enough fun and planned to go shopping again. It seems that there is no need for this now.

In some ways, it might actually be a good thing for me that this happened, right?

When I go back, I can take a good look at the gravitational wave recorder I picked up at a low price, and take a good rest to move my hands. If I hold this fat pig like this, I am afraid that my arms will break sooner or later!
He also said that he should train and cultivate well, so that he can really be a servant for me in the future and cook a meal or something.

What a mistake!
"what are you doing!"

Just as we were approaching the berth B17 where the passenger ship we were on was berthed, the noisy commotion instantly destroyed the unique sense of tranquility mixed with the sound of metal clashing.

"It's okay, don't worry."

Feeling that Nalia stepped forward slightly, with a faint tendency to directly block the direction of the sound source, he patted her on the shoulder slightly, signaling her to take it easy.

"What are you doing! This is mine..."

While it's good to react quickly, it's not good to be too nervous.

This can drastically affect your concentration and judgment, causing you to miss things you should have noticed.

"Want to go and see?"

Nalia began to observe the surrounding situation vigilantly, and finally assessed that the situation should have nothing to do with us, and then looked curiously in the direction of the sound source.

"what!"

Accompanied by the woman's scream, the sound of violent impact, and the sound of things breaking, people can't help but wonder what happened.

"Why don't you go?"

Although Moral said so, in fact, he kept looking in the direction of the sound source, and of course, I did too.

But since the neighborhood is full of cargo unloaded from the ship, or things that have been lucky enough to arrive on the ship, in the end it is impossible to know what happened except to hear the writing.

But what does it feel like to be able to yell "it's mine"?
It was accompanied by screams of women and the sound of things breaking.

Someone should be robbing or what?
In short, it can be confirmed that there should be some violence that is taking place, right?
In fact, if this is the case, it would be better not to watch, right?

"or……"

"Let go of her, what are you doing!"

Just when I was about to say something, the words that kept provoking our curiosity came from afar again.

Follow the crowds that are constantly gathering and slowly move closer to the source of the sound. Sure enough, it is human nature to join in the fun, so there is nothing you can do about it.

That's all, that's all, anyway, there is still time, so it doesn't hurt to let them watch.

"Don't get too close, don't try to squeeze in..."

"Oh, I got it, I got it."

Moral waved his hand impatiently, probably because he disliked me for being too wordy?

But I really don't have the right to say anything more, because I am now crowded back and forth among the crowd, and it would be a lie to say that I am not curious.

But I don't know why I always feel that my rationality can always overcome these weird things.

But I'm not a saint after all. Even if reason overcomes sensibility, I always want to watch the incident within a safe range.

It is said that a person must learn to distinguish his own goals and learn to use what he has mastered to achieve his goals.

Also try to learn to simplify the steps that need to be completed to reach the goal, and finally execute these simplified steps to get the results that meet your expectations.

As I slowly approached the source of the sound, the taller figure also saw the four young men surrounded by the crowd at a glance.

One of the boys was hiding a girl behind him. It seems that he was bullied by these three, right?
This boy in gray clothes should be her boyfriend, right?
Even under such circumstances, it is rare to be able to find a way to protect the girl.

So what is this?
Robbery?
Or some other type of robbery?
"Everyone, why didn't you call the police?"

Gradually, he realized that the little girl in front of him was his weakness, and if he continued like this, sooner or later, these gangsters in society would get his way, right?
"Do you think the clothes we're wearing look like police officers?"

But what I didn't expect was that the onlookers like me in front of me just spread their hands helplessly, and then showed the badge of the guard on their chest.

Eh?
(End of this chapter)