The roar of naval guns had never sounded so pleasing!
From the sailors at the lowest level to the captain's quarters on the bridge, everyone was immersed in the rhythm of the booming guns.
After all these years, Gefra's warships could finally roar across the open sea again!
A pride born from the marrow began to spread outward, and the people became even more focused because of it.
Pride was a powerful force—the strength of one's heart. It could help people build powerful confidence, and that was the secret behind Gefra's navy dominating the seas for so many years! When the strength within was powerful enough, miracles could be created! More than ten seconds later, countless columns of smoke rose along the distant coast. Through the haze, it seemed as if even the earth was trembling beneath the bombardment!
This was Gefra's ultimate show of military force against any nation with a coastline!
Building a harbor took a long time, but destroying one required only the time it took to reload!
The breech was pulled open, ejecting a massive shell casing. A new round was loaded, and after the coordinates were recalibrated, the signalman waved the flag in his hand with all his might.
The ship rocked slightly, disrupting the rhythm of the waves. The blast wave that followed the roar nearly knocked the sailors off their feet! The harbor along the coast was bombarded once again! After only these two bombardments, repairing this place would take at least half a year to a full year.
The planes in the sky were still constantly attempting to break through the wall of fire, and another group of planes appeared in the distance.
These planes seemed different from the ones currently attempting to break through. The lookout quickly notified the flagship.
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