"Of course! In the end, we didn't even need to use our turrets. Surround their ship and ram it! Damn, just thinking about it gets me excited. A fleet equipped with ramming beaks, we're probably the only ones in the entire universe with that, right?"
"Ram what? If everything gets smashed, what will the manufacturing department use?"
"Fine, we'll do it your way. Damn, who asked you to be the boss now? Remember that Kalis Guide we snatched a while back? It's been sitting in the warehouse for almost a year, and you guys haven't even used it. If it wasn't for that thing in this exercise, we could've never made it out of that encirclement."
"I admit, I didn't recognize its value. To speak the truth, how many people, including those pompous top-tier mechanics at Free Port, can compare to Master Fatty? These pieces of junk, in the hands of others, they're treasures. Once installed on our warship, check the readings, damn, is this the old ship we were about to scrap?"
