"It's over. "Standing on the side of the ship, looking at the enemy ship in front of me, there is no trace of the enemy on the deck, the kittens are mending the knife to the Eden who are still angry, and the one meter two are looking for the wounded everywhere.

"It's over. In the second word, the same words came out of Marceau's mouth.

The bow he was holding was finally lowered, and Marceau sat down on the side of the ship, and glanced at the Dawn beneath him, where the deck was full of dead people, both Edenians and his own.

At the last moment, the Dawn was ganged off by two Eden ships, and the battle went all the way from the Dawn to the opposite side, Marceau first cut down all the movable bastards on the Eden battleship on the left, and then returned to the ship, helping the Meter Two to drive the Eden Guys on the right back to their ship, and then killing them one by one.

The musket ran out of bullets and had no time to reload, so Marceau used the engineering pulley, and the last arrow fell into the sea with its target.

"We've won!" a kitten shouted back to the Dawn and beside Marceau.

"yes, we won. Marceau nodded.

I don't know why, his heart was full of fatigue, maybe it was because he saw too many of his companions die in front of him, in the broadside battle, the one-meter-two battle group was almost completely wiped out, hundreds of one-meter-two sailors died in order to block the Edenians on the right, and the artillery crews on both sides were almost killed and wounded in the face-to-face shelling.

The kittens are also suffering heavy casualties, more than seventy percent of the kittens have been unable to stand up, in order to grab time to help one meter two get the right side, in the battle on the left, the kittens almost at any cost and the Eden people strangled together.

"Hang him!" shouted the boatswain, and Marceau turned his head to see several kittens dragging an Eden sailor out of the deck.

It was a half-grown boy who was struggling, but was soon surrounded and beaten by the kittens.

Marceau remained motionless as he watched the boy being hoisted onto the mast.

What can he say, activate his own heart of the Virgin and save this little bastard?

Please, this is the battlefield, not the past in the TV series, what happens in the present, should be solved in the present, killing does not solve the problem, but it can usually solve the person who created the problem, which is why human beings have been so keen on killing since the beginning of history.

This is really not right, this is really not good, but Marceau, as a commander, really has no way to save an enemy when the loss of his subordinates is more than eighty percent, if Fang Fang is unscathed, then he can be a good person and let this little cub sit on the lifeboat to fend for himself.

But in the case of such a high rate of losses, it is necessary to give the enemy a way out...... This only made Marceau's men think that their commander had a pit in his head, and it was huge, as big as the sky.

Therefore, Marceau really hates war, because there are too many things that are involuntarily self-conscious, and there are too many evil things that he knows are wrong, but can only watch them...... Although war never gives up on getting involved in a person because he hates it.

So, fuck the war.

"Your leg is hurting, Commander. "The medical officer, who was 1.2 meters tall, walked over, and his body was covered in blood, but judging from his complexion, it should have been someone else's.

"It's okay, there are people who need you more. Marceau nodded, and then glanced at the wound on his leg The transformation technique had already been used up, and the potion had entered the high tolerance stage, in the final battle, Marceau was stabbed in the leg by Eden who was injured and fell to the ground, although it did not hurt the artery, but the stab was very deep, and the bones could be seen from the valgus wound.

Although he struck the fellow in the temple with a dagger when he fell to the ground, Marceau was limped and supported with muskets and bows and arrows in the ensuing battle.

Two more arrows were taken for this.

"You're the only one who needs me. The Medic shook his head.

Marceau's somewhat pale face turned even paler: "That's hard for you." ”

The medical officer didn't nod or shake his head, just silently treated the wound on Marceau's leg, and then she approached Marceau: "There is no anesthetic, please bear with me." ”

"I know. Cutting off the tail of the arrow in his abdomen, Marceau gritted her teeth and asked the girl to pull the arrow from behind him.

"You're the hardest kitten I've ever seen, Commander. The medical officer took care of Marceau's wounds, then looked at Marceau and said.

"Weakness is not a virtue that we kittens should have. For the first time, Marceau spoke for her bloodline.

Usually, he feels more like an earthling, born on Mars, living on the moon, and having an earthling's mother.

But today, he's a Tiefling's kitten-man who faces death with his companions.

"Yes, although the final battle losses were great, but commander, we are victorious, and the Edenians have lost their ship. The medic leaned against the ship's side railing, and she bowed her head and sobbed.

Marceau wondered if she had seen too many of her kind die in battle, maybe maybe there was a lover dying in her arms, or maybe it was ...... It was post-war PSTD.

Post-traumatic stress syndrome.

Not everyone can ignore the mountains of corpses and the sea of blood.

Marceau was also a little milk cat that could vomit when he saw a corpse, and speaking of which, thanks to the Edenians, they are war maniacs and death mongers, who have turned one child after another into the most fearless warriors.

"Don't burn the boats! We'll tow them! Go back to port!" Seeing that a kitten was gathering the gunpowder, Marceau gave the order.

This wasn't to show off their exploits, just because the damage management team had reported that there was a hole in the waterline of the Dawn, and Marceau didn't have the confidence to drive home such a broken ship, so towing these two trophies was a good choice, and after collecting and purifying their repair tools, they could use them on their own ship, and if they couldn't, they could also remove some decks from their ship to replenish them.

A complete repair would definitely require a return to port, and Marceau and the damage management team were tasked with keeping the wrecked ship safe and sound above the sea before returning to port.

If it's a deep-sea dive, it's not fun.

Even if Marceau could swim, the other kittens might not, and there were so many wounded and dead on the boat, Marceau had to bring them back safe and sound.

"Injured?" At this time, Flame stopped beside Marceau with her Big Green Pepper Air Combat Kit.

Turning his head and looking at the cat girl outside the boat, Marceau smiled: "The blue stripe is empty, and in the end there is no way, the body resisted twice." ”

"It's good that you're not dead, otherwise my little sisters won't have to kill people offline. Flame smiled, but still reached out and stroked Marceau's abdomen, because of the bandaging wound, Marceau's leather armor and shirt had been cut, and now he was wrapped in a bandage on his chest: "It's a girl who helped you deal with the wound, right." ”

"How do you know. ”

"A girl who is only 1.2 meters will wrap her breasts without wounds. Flame said a serious joke that made Marceau's scalp tingle: "I'm right. ”

Isn't it, for some reason, Marceau just wants to cry, especially when the battle boat of Long and Penny stops in front of him.

If you say a wrong word at this time, it is all life and death.