Shut up! I'm not a destroyer!

This is just a white cloth covered with dust. The dust is so thick that you can't see the color of the cloth underneath.

"Wow! This Yamada-no, I'm going to beat him to death."

Veneto rushed into the yard and coughed violently. After a long while, he spoke with gritted teeth.

"It looks like we may not be able to accommodate you today."

Nagato also sighed.

Even one night may not be enough to ventilate the room and blow away all the dust.

"Snapped!"

A crisp gunshot was heard from the middle of the town.

"Ok?"

Veneto ignored the dust and turned his head to look towards the center of the town.

From the big broken hole in the outer wall of her courtyard, she could clearly see that there were more people riding horses in the middle of the town.

These people held pistols in their hands and looked around eagerly.

The town's streets were deserted.

"They arrived pretty quickly. It looks like they have placed scouts on the street."

Veneto wiped his face and walked towards the town.

"Hey hey...my face is stained."

Nagato saw that the dust that was originally on Veneto's hands all ran onto her face as she wiped her face.

Transform into a big cat in a second.

"that's not important."

Veneto had never done this kind of thing to establish his authority, so he was very nervous.

In many movies and TV shows she had watched before, such scenes were very exciting, so she was a little excited.

However, thinking of what Nagato had just reminded her of, about the weapons that humans could use to counter ship girls, she calmed down a little.

The people riding horses in the distance looked very strong and fat, forming a sharp contrast with the skinny people in the town.

The horses they rode were all fat and strong, and seemed like they could run thousands of miles without getting tired.

Apart from being a bit shabby in their clothes, they all looked like they hadn't taken a shower in years and had been running wildly on the dirt road.

NO.478 Beard is standard

"These guys don't look like good people."

Nagato made comments as he walked with his hands on his awning.

"They are nomadic people or hunters. They are not the same as those who have fixed settlements."

Veneto knew what kind of people those guys were without even looking.

Although there were no such guys in her time, there were quite a few literary works.

Scenes of unrestrained and free-spirited life like this are exactly what the so-called literary workers yearn for.

Those who benefit from living in peacetime often have the desire to pursue chaos.

For Veneto, it was because he ate too much and had never experienced the feeling of living in fear of losing his life.

They should just be starved or have guns pointed at their heads, and then these guys might be able to create something realistic.

But their work was not in vain, at least it allowed Veneto to imagine their condition now.

"Keep your distance from them for a while. We don't know if they have lice or some infectious disease."

Times of war are often accompanied by various infectious diseases such as cholera and malaria.

That's the result of not paying attention to hygiene.

Especially these guys who hunt everywhere can spread infectious diseases.

"You don't have to tell me, I don't even want to get close to them to save their image."

Nagato twisted his mouth and gave those guys a very bad evaluation.

As the two ship girls approached, the group of people over there did not make any moves, but they also noticed something was wrong.

After all, the street was empty, with only two girls walking side by side.

The girl, who should have been the most afraid of them, seemed to look down on them and was not afraid at all. This was very abnormal.

The horse under his crotch was stamping its feet restlessly, and ignored the pull of the reins.

"Boss, something's not right."

While taking care of his men untying the guy tied to the cross, the Dog-Headed Military Advisor was paying attention to the two girls approaching this side.

"It's not right, boys, be alert!"

The bearded man shouted loudly, and the younger brothers around him loaded their guns.

"It's like we're the villains."

Veneto complained.

Obviously, they both look harmless, but the other side is so aggressive.

"From their perspective, we are indeed the villains."

Nagato glanced at Veneto and felt that his friend had no self-awareness at all.

Unless they are special weapons, ordinary firearms can cause limited damage to them.

Isn't this the same as a low-level knight facing a high-level dragon?

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

Yamamoto, whose jaw was dislocated, was groaning in panic.

He wanted his team to retreat quickly as this was a head-on confrontation with the devil.

But he was uneducated and couldn't write, so he couldn't gesture clearly. The more anxious he became, the more things went in the opposite direction, and the more things went in the opposite direction, the more anxious he became.

This has become a vicious cycle.

"These unruly people are really cruel."

The military advisor got off his horse, held Yamamoto's upper and lower jaws with both hands, exerted force, and with a click, Yamamoto's jaw was fixed.

"Boss, hurry up, those two are ship girls."

As soon as his mouth obeyed, Yamamoto quickly spoke loudly.

"I said something was wrong, everyone retreat quickly."

The bearded man waved his hand quickly and tried to run away.

"That's not right. Isn't it the Kanmusu who doesn't care about human affairs?"

The military advisor was of poor physical strength and did not even have time to sit on the horse, he only had time to climb onto its back.

But doubt came out of his mouth.

Collecting protection fees from permanent residents in Sasebo was a development strategy he decided upon after careful consideration.

Ordinary people rarely can keep wandering around for a long time. People always settle down in a fixed place to spend their later years.

A robbery team also needs a stable place.

Whether it is placing the looted supplies or organizing the equipment for the next robbery, these are things that need to be done while stopping.

You can't do this on horseback.

Moreover, the most valuable thing, which can be exchanged for materials at any time, will never be that little bit of paper money.

It’s always those precious metals or rare materials.

Especially in this world with ship girls and the deep sea, the four major items of oil, ammunition, steel and aluminum are hard currencies that will never depreciate at any time.

But these things take up a lot of space and weight, and the horse will go crazy if they are carried on its back for a long time.

What's more, if they want to expand, they will have to stockpile supplies, and that won't work without a fixed place.

Besides, the preparations before each robbery had to be done on horseback. The guns, whose parts had become unstable due to long-term shaking, were originally designed to maintain these parts. As a result, the horses shook and the guns might accidentally go off.

No people or horses were killed, and the injuries were non-combat casualties. The fright also had a psychological impact.

These are all negative problems that can be solved with a fixed base, so why bother yourself with them?

So he made a plan, which was to occupy a town and slowly integrate into it, so that he would have both a long-term source of money and a base.

Then, based on this foundation, we can develop subsequent things.

Their team will gradually grow from the current dozen or so people to more and more.

The most important thing is that the city is far away from the official controlled area.

The mountains are high and the emperor is far away, no one cares whether there is anyone collecting protection fees on the streets here.

Although there are ship girls coming here from time to time, they don't care about human affairs.

And they will leave eventually, they won't stay here forever.

After considering several factors, Sasebo is undoubtedly a good place for their team to grow and develop.

However, what happened today seemed to slap him in the face.

"Think about it later when you get back. Now run!"

The bearded man glared at the dazed military advisor and was about to kick the advisor's horse's butt.

"boom!"

The sound of cannon fire began.

"boom!"

Then there was the sound of an explosion.

Not far from the group of people, a hole was blown out on the road.

Of course, the pit is not deep or big, only a few dozen centimeters wide.

Behind Nagato in the distance, a huge ship emerged, with an anti-aircraft gun still emitting smoke.

At this moment, everyone from the bearded man to Yamamoto who had just been rescued froze in place, like statues.

Everyone is worried that the next bullet will hit them in the face.

If it hits the ground, it will make a huge hole. If it hits the face, it may even take away the upper body.

"Run, why don't you run?"

As Veneto spoke, he walked towards the burly man who was obviously the leader.

"Don't dare..."

The strong man answered quickly.

"Did I ask you to speak?"

A vein bulged on Veneto's forehead. He finally had an immersive movie scene, but it was ruined by this guy.

When the villain in the movie asked this question, no one would speak up.

The strong man closed his mouth, feeling a little aggrieved.

Isn't that what you are asking.

If you ask and you are not allowed to answer, then why are you asking?

"You are his accomplices? The group of robbers?"

Veneto asked.

No one said a word.

"answer my question!"