“……”

Fuso, whose eyes were filled with red particles, was still sailing expressionlessly, and the huge gun muzzle mounted on the ship behind him was still filled with green smoke after firing, which had not completely dissipated for a long time.

"Knock knock! ……”

However, the ...... It was another quarter-salvo of secondary artillery.

Fuso's armament can be said to be an extremely terrifying existence...... Twelve twin main guns and sixteen secondary guns are very powerful, but it also comes at the cost of fragile hull protection.

But the ship's armament is not the hull...... The weak protection and poor hull structure design are not reflected at all in the ship's equipment, so the Fuso of the ship's armor battle is the ship's mother who crushes the opponent's absolute artillery fire output in the same level state.

"Shhh ——”

The tracer shells dragged out of the air rubbed against the air to make a screaming sound, with a strange blood-colored firelight, and went straight to the island wind that was still sailing at high speed!

"Boom...... Uh-woo......"

Island Feng, who was covering the wound on his right waist, turned his head sideways, and before he had time to follow the little head, the small half of the girl's silver hair left in the original position of the head was burned off by a galloping cannonball.

The other three shells didn't get too close, only this one, which would have been extremely lethal if Shimakaze hadn't dodged it subconsciously.

"Uh-huh......"

The extremely fast twist that was completed in half a second caused dark red blood to further overflow from the wound covered by Island Wind.

The pain is also intense...... Because the waist of the edge of the sailor's suit was wiped off a little bit, he had just been directly hit.

If it's human...... If you explode like that, you might be able to blow people up...... It's just that because of the ship's armor, there is only a scorched skin mark there, and a lot of dark blood caused by thermal weapon damage flows out of the skin.

"Whew...... Call......

But despite this, the pain is still as if a normal human has been hit by a bullet through the body, and it makes people feel extremely uneasy that their bodies are on the verge of collapse.

The island wind, with a sweat curtain on his forehead, still galloped quickly...... Watch out for Fuso's next wave of attacks.

No matter what happens, you can't stop...... Because for a destroyer, too low speed means death, and dodging is the destroyer's strongest way to protect itself......

It's just that while aching and paying attention to the timing of the enemy's muzzle fire, Shimakaze is also thinking about something else.

Why...... Fuso's artillery fire is so accurate.

His speed is definitely not bragging and bragging.,That's the absolute speed of the real thing.,Plus skills.,,I can indeed be defined as the fastest ship in the battleship.,It's really like a phantom that skipped in front of the enemy.,But it can't be attacked.。

But the reality is...... In each of Fuso's shellings, the bullet point was extremely close to him, and even every time he shelled, there were shells that forced him to make evasive actions, which was almost impossible to happen in Shimakaze's consciousness.

"Knock knock!"

Fuso, who continued to fire four shells from the secondary gun, still did not have any emotional changes.

"......Shh

Shimakaze made evasive moves again, because in her eyes, only half a second was enough time for her to judge whether the cannonball could hit her, and the key was whether there was time for her body to make evasive actions.

"Shhh ——”

This time, however, a cannonball tore directly in front of the slightly tilted head back in front of Shimakaze.

“……”

It was only the moment the cannonball flew in front of her that she seemed to see that something was wrong.

Because from the shells that passed in front of you for a moment...... Shrouded in red particles......

And that's the absolute symbol of the ship's skill - a symbol of the impossible behavior of the own warship.

“……”

Yes......

Presumably, the Admiral is similar to his own preconceived notions......

The ordinary exercises that Shimakaze went through, which were used for training, were not such real and completely free combat, and there was no skill involved...... Because the main thing in practice is to practice shooting accuracy and on-the-spot judgment, and skills are equivalent to an auxiliary function, which can be used well without learning, so Shimafeng has never encountered an enemy with skills at all, and he will not remember the setting that the other party also has skills for the first time.

Coupled with the image of the other party as a deep-sea ship girl, the moment I saw Fuso, the invisible thought of "the other party has no skills" in my impression had been mistakenly placed in my mind.

So Fuso ship mother or something...... There will be some skills that increase the height of hits, and there will be anything that can't be explained?

"Humph......"

It seems that looking at Shimafu's expression and understanding that Shimafeng finally figured out the situation, Fuso smiled lightly at the corners of her mouth, although she might have just smiled very kindly...... But the three miserable blood marks on his face and the long hair scattered seemed to be just mocking the island wind in the extreme.

And then...... The ship behind her moved.

The eight barrels of the secondary gun moved.

I thought that Island Wind would always be consumed to death by himself without pressure, but I didn't expect Island Wind to wake up quite quickly.

No matter how fast the speed is, in front of the deep sea without any skills, it is indeed commendable, but for a skilled ship...... That's probably not much to mention.

Eight guns in unison...... If two shells can reach the shelling line that hits the island wind, then the island wind can dodge one, but there is no way to dodge the second.

So Fuso didn't want to play anymore.

Let's just end it.

“……”

Shima Wind, who was too late to escape now, just continued to sail without saying a word...... There are no superfluous feelings.

Are you going to use up your LV60 skills so soon? ……

Although unwilling...... But there seems to be no other way.

If it's sunk, don't talk about skills...... I can't even fire a cannon.

So this is the only way to make a decision.

"Bang!"

Just ears...... An explosion was heard not far away.

"Eh......"

Shimafeng, who no longer looked at Fuso, turned back again.

"Let's go! ……”

Seeing that Tsukaze had appeared very close to Fuso at some point, with some green particles on her body, she shouted at Shimafeng with her head sideways, and then raised the ship's destroyer cannon.

Behind Fuso, there was a burst of fireworks from artillery fire, as if it had just been hit.

“……”

The aim of Fuso's eight secondary guns should have been meticulous and correct, but at the moment of firing the cannons, they were confused by the damage from the back hit, and they hit the sea surface area 100 meters away from the island.

"Island wind! Plans have changed! Retreat for now! ”

Then Chen Hang's voice came from the spiritual network.

Maybe the battlefield changed too quickly, from being prepared to falling into passivity, being hurt and then being forced to decide to turn on skills, and being interfered with by the wind The enemy got the opportunity not to use his important skills...... Island Wind was silent for two seconds.

“……！”

Then, as if from a dream, he covered his wounds, turned in the direction of his ship, and sped away.

"......Shh

Tsukaze is very close to Fuso...... Fusang naturally had no reason to continue to attack Daofeng, who was farther away, but turned around, and the blood-colored red pupils instantly locked Jinfeng, and the muzzle of the cannon had already begun to turn upward, and it would be possible to fire the cannon with full firepower in less than two seconds.

"Shhhh

However, the ship in front of him who attacked him sneaked up on his mother...... It turned into a dot of green light, and disappeared in an instant, as if it did not exist......

“……”

So the raised muzzle stopped moving, and Fuso turned his head to look at the island wind on his side.

A simple two or three second time...... The island wind has escaped another hundred meters...... For the hit rate, it dropped quite a bit......

Therefore, Fuso did not fire again, but still stared blankly at the back of the island wind leaving, and the Jin wind that just appeared out of thin air from the sky.

Escaped......

Forget it, Yamashiro is fine, the other party is injured, and he and Yamashiro are just hit by the main guns of the escort ship, one or two points of ship value, what is it for a battleship with an average ship value of seventy or eighty?

It seems that the opposing battleship has hit its own hull...... But after all, there are still about 6 kilometers away, and one or two rounds of salvo shots are not enough to adjust the bullet point to the point of hitting your own hull.

So the other side suffered more......

"Humph......"

Fuso, who grinned contemptuously, turned towards his hull and slowly sailed away......