By the time the Japanese warship passed by, the submarine had long disappeared.

"What is that?" Tokumajiro looked at the dark sea while wiping the deck. On the dark sea more than a hundred meters away, a vertical object flashed away, and even reflected light.

.

If you were an officer who had returned from studying in Europe, you might have thought that this was the periscope of a submarine, but Tokumajiro was just the second son of a hawker, graduated from elementary school, and didn't understand this.

When he looked again, there was only the surface of the sea. The sea at night was as scary as an endless abyss.

"Maybe it's a fish?" Tokumajiro didn't see the target, shook his head, picked up the bucket again, and continued to wipe the deck.

As a new recruit, I was bullied by veterans and had to be called out to wipe the deck at night, while the battleship was in motion.

This was obviously against the rules, but Toumajiro had no choice.

…

It’s two o’clock in the morning on October 17th.

"Captain, based on the ship's shadow, Japan has dispatched eight battleships, heading west," the first mate said.
Chapter completed!