But this way of dying really was a bit ridiculous.
"Brother, if you can make it back alive, remember to erect a monument for me, inscribed with a line of text."
"F*ck that bullshit!"
Unable to hold back, Dulietis cursed and turned around to start adjusting his Magic Crystal Cannon.
After all, since I can't see anyone, does it really matter where I aim to shoot?
If by some chance I manage to hit something, then once I'm in the Goddess's Divine Kingdom, I'll have something to boast about.
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"...Lastly, to gunner number eight of our ship."
"Shift the cannon 50 cubits to the left, elevate the angle by 0.81°, and fire three consecutive shots."
"With this, the fleet will form seventeen local battle positions, with encirclement and destruction of the enemy's main force as the primary objective, completing the battle plan."
"I will follow up with specific strategic implementations and make arrangements accordingly."
"General, any questions?"