Orc Tyrant

The Nightfall is a good ship, and when Vega stood on the bridge with her deputy, she herself admitted.

It is the crystallization of human technology. It has faster speed, stronger firepower and better protection than old battleships in the past. The decorations that appeared on old iron-clad ships in the past were decorated with panels and decorations traditionally arranged by a naval officer. replace.

Its bridge was washed very clean, but all the wooden map tables and glass bookcases were dim, and only the screen or the command console could occasionally break this illusion.

Nine microphones arranged in a ring are installed on the ceiling of the command cabin, where they can send commands to any combat position of the warship. The crews inside are all dressed in dark blue, all of which are cemented and made. Good cotton uniform.

As a wizard, it was the first time that Vega had boarded such a battleship, which made her quite excited.

"Major General Soros."

When Vega arrived at Captain Soros’s command module, he could see the proud inheritance on the opponent’s face: a strong chin, a thick neck, high cheekbones and a slightly curved display of incomparable calmness. Lips.

"Ms. Wei Jia, you are welcome to board the ship."

The captain's words were a bit blunt. He rarely had contact with these mystics. When he was still studying at the Naval Academy, he even wondered if the so-called wizards were all liars.

In this world without gods and demons, it seems that there shouldn't be any supernatural powers.

Then in a street conflict, his cognition was broken, but because of this, he was determined to stay away from these terrible forces.

So he has never received a wizard on his ship, never, even if some captains like to leave a place for those mystics, he still refuses.

But the command is the command after all.

Of course, Vega discerned that when she and her deputy boarded the battleship, the captain's reaction to this was dissatisfied and suspicious.

However, she has become accustomed to this attitude. As a member of the service wizard, especially women, she has long been accustomed to people's doubts.

Vega is a serious woman, with a pair of monocles on her left eye, which partially obscures a black line across her cheek.

The chain of the glasses is made up of tiny skulls and is fixed to the right breast of her coat.

A black wooden stick was pinned to her waist with a leather ring, and a navy-style pistol was inserted in a holster close to her hips, and a gloved hand had a metal made Flashing lightning-shaped sign.

"The Night Veil is an impressive battleship."

She had a smile on her face, trying to ease the tension.

"I am very happy to be able to work on a warship like this."

"Indeed, Ms. Vijay."

Soros said clearly:

"It's my job to drive her to the battlefield. As for your job."

He glanced at the sailor outside the window who was trying to mop the deck, his face mixed with many emotions.

"this is nothing."

Wei Jia was silent. As a wizard, it was not difficult to guess the other side's mind.

"You are full of doubts about this."

"It's just that I'm not used to it, but I'm not an unreasonable person."

As if to convince himself, Soros turned his head to face the other person, and said in a calm tone:

"The sir asked me to receive you here and help you."

"Yes, we need help."

Vega pushed his glasses and suddenly asked:

"I take the liberty to ask, have you served on a torpedo boat?"

"Serving in the military can't be said."

Soros shook his head. Although he didn't know why the other party asked this, it was not a secret, so there was no reason to hide it.

"When I was studying at the Naval Academy, I spent a while on a torpedo boat."

"What do you think of that weapon?"

"torpedo?"

"Yes it is."

"Well……"

Maybe the other party was relying on herself, but she didn't have a reason to do so. In that case, it was probably related to that secret weapon.

Soros quickly grasped the crux of the problem.

"...A very deadly weapon, because the most direct way to destroy a warship is to attack below the waterline, especially the dreadnought. Its upper armor is very strong, unless it hits the ammunition bay, otherwise it will be dense in a short time. Firepower cannot destroy it directly, but one torpedo is enough."

"You have a high opinion of this weapon."

"It's a weapon that can perform miracles, and it's also a despicable knife... It's ridiculous to say that the commander of our battleship hates torpedoes the most. It's like a knight who has experienced battles and has not died in the shadow of the sword. What a shame it is to die by the bread knife of a street thief on the battlefield."

"It's a funny metaphor."

Vicia pursed her plump lips and showed an elegant and ideal smile on her face. This movement was almost completely obscured by the high collar of her uniform and the thick fur cloak that hung over her shoulders. Not only was she nearly 30 years old. There is no sign of aging, but full of the unique charm of mature women.

Even Soros couldn't help being infected by her smile, and his inner vigilance was relaxed a bit.

"But isn't war like this? No matter how despicable the method seems, it is good to be victorious."

"It's true, but the shortcomings of torpedoes are also obvious. They have short range and slow starting speed, so torpedo boats are the death squad in the fleet. Only true warriors can control it."

"What about the submarine?"

"This weapon...I don't know how to evaluate it. It may be some kind of supplement, but it has no place in the main fleet, and its range also limits combat effectiveness. Unless a long-range submarine can be developed, I will I am not optimistic about the prospects of this weapon."

Vega didn't speak, but walked to the console, took a look at the meters and keys on it, and then said to Soros:

"Captain Soros, can torpedo launchers be installed on warships now?"

Sure enough, it was a torpedo. Soros had guessed from the previous discussion that this secret weapon was probably a new type of torpedo, and it was finally confirmed.

"Somewhat reluctantly, but it should be possible."

"But I'm not talking about a normal torpedo, but a torpedo that is twice as large as a normal torpedo, is it okay?"

Soros froze for a moment.

"Such a big...may have to be installed between the rear turret and the island, but in this case the firing boundary will become very narrow."

"Can you take me to see."

"This way."

On the way to the stern, Soros couldn’t help but guess. The commander said he wanted to fight, but the range of the torpedo was there, even if it was increased, that’s it, and it’s too far to make a hit. You can’t let the Nightfall rush. Enter the port of Oak and shoot at close range, right?

"It's okay here."

Just as he was thinking about it, Vega had already confirmed the location of the torpedo launcher.

"Is it really a torpedo?"

Soros couldn't help asking, but the other party just turned around and gave him a small smile.

"Of course, it's not about firing cannonballs."

"But the range of the torpedo..."

"You don't need to worry about this. The Night Stalker only needs to stay in the originally planned position, and we will be responsible for everything behind."

"understood."

Now that the other party said so, Soros felt a little relieved.

But suddenly, Vega suddenly came up, stood on tiptoe, put his lips around his ear, and whispered:

"Tell me a little bit, this weapon is codenamed Water Ghost, don't leak the secret."

After speaking, she walked out with graceful steps with a seeming laughter, leaving Soros with a stunned look behind her.