C1315 Marines Grabber

It was already 5: 45 P.M., the sky in the east was brighter now. Although the sun had not come out yet, the white of the fish belly allowed people to distinguish the boundary between the sea and the sky.

Behind these boats that were ready for suicide attacks, a Fleet that numbered around 150 drew a beautiful arc on the sea while rubbing against the golden light of the morning sun.

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