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Although it annoyed a fair number of the marines, the Hunter's Automatic Weapons were operated by sailors. This was based on the reasoning that the guns were part of the ships armament. For the most part the marines got along well with the navy personnel, but the naval machine gunners were usually an exception to that rule as Seaman Yans Bolegsleb found out. He put it down to jealousy, especially since the hunter had received the new Type-2A/bs. Where as the Type-1s had a 35 round magazine, the Type-2s had a 250 round belt. But more than that, the Type-2A/bs were chambered to the new 7.5mm bullets, which went further and meant that the gun spewed less smoke and needing far less cleaning. He was at the very head of the ship. He had been keeping tract as well as could be expected, which was pretty poor due to this damnable fog. The gunners got firing information thanks to the drone, but he was left in the dark. At most there were distant flashes of light from explosions and the beam of the searchlight from the observation tower, which did little in this pea soup. Never the less, it was enough.

Most of the action was off to starboard. There had been a few shells fired forward by the forward heavy cannon, but that had stopped a few minutes ago. A couple of men had also taken a few shots, but that was just silly and wasteful at this distance. More likely than not the tension was just getting to them. Yans could sympathize a bit, but it was still not the thing to do in a battle like this. He had more discipline. Even so, he had received orders to keep a frontal lookout, along with the searchlight. That was nerve racking, then the searchlight's beam came over a patch of sea and he saw the vague shape in the mist. It was still vague, but he made out the movement of oars.

"DROW BOATS AHEAD! DROW BOATS AHEAD!!!" He Yelled as loud as he could as he cocked his gun and began blazing and lead started flying. The guy manning the searchlight had focused on them and he began blazing at them. They had gotten far to close for comfort. He could not make out what damage was being inflicted, but he was surprised when they began to shoot back. Arrows and bullets were soon in the air as well. He knew the former only by the zing they made as they cut through the air. The arrows, however, left in their wake a swirling helicital pattern as they went. It only stayed around for a couple seconds. He judged that there was another boat out there behind this one so he sent a dozen or so rounds that way. Fortunately it seemed as if they had as little idea where they were shooting as he he did, though he had no idea how much, if any damage he was doing. There was commotion behind him, but that was background detail.

This all happened within less than ten seconds. In that time, between aiming and firing his weapon, searching for the targets, and wondering what how many he had killed he failed to ask the question "why are these arrows leaving behind these spiraling trails" or to notice that a few arrows had manage to imbed themselves into the ship's armor at the prow. As he blazed away, he never suspected that one of the arrows would cut straight through the steel gunshield and keep on going with only a marginal drop of speed straight into his torso.

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Although it annoyed a fair number of the marines, the Hunter's Automatic Weapons were operated by sailors. This was based on the reasoning that the guns were part of the ships armament. For the most part the marines got along well with the navy personnel, but the naval machine gunners were usually an exception to that rule as Seaman Yans Bolegsleb found out. He put it down to jealousy, especially since the hunter had received the new Type-2A/bs. Where as the Type-1s had a 35 round magazine, the Type-2s had a 250 round belt. But more than that, the Type-2A/bs were chambered to the new 7.5mm bullets, which went further and meant that the gun spewed less smoke and needing far less cleaning. He was at the very head of the ship. He had been keeping tract as well as could be expected, which was pretty poor due to this damnable fog. The gunners got firing information thanks to the drone, but he was left in the dark. At most there were distant flashes of light from explosions and the beam of the searchlight from the observation tower, which did little in this pea soup. Never the less, it was enough.

Most of the action was off to starboard. There had been a few shells fired forward by the forward heavy cannon, but that had stopped a few minutes ago. A couple of men had also taken a few shots, but that was just silly and wasteful at this distance. More likely than not the tension was just getting to them. Yans could sympathize a bit, but it was still not the thing to do in a battle like this. He had more discipline. Even so, he had received orders to keep a frontal lookout, along with the searchlight. That was nerve racking, then the searchlight's beam came over a patch of sea and he saw the vague shape in the mist. It was still vague, but he made out the movement of oars.

"DROW BOATS AHEAD! DROW BOATS AHEAD!!!" He Yelled as loud as he could as he cocked his gun and began blazing and lead started flying. The guy manning the searchlight had focused on them and he began blazing at them. They had gotten far to close for comfort. He could not make out what damage was being inflicted, but he was surprised when they began to shoot back. Arrows and bullets were soon in the air as well. He knew the former only by the zing they made as they cut through the air. The arrows, however, left in their wake a swirling helicital pattern as they went. It only stayed around for a couple seconds. He judged that there was another boat out there behind this one so he sent a dozen or so rounds that way. Fortunately it seemed as if they had as little idea where they were shooting as he he did, though he had no idea how much, if any damage he was doing. There was commotion behind him, but that was background detail.

This all happened within less than ten seconds. In that time, between aiming and firing his weapon, searching for the targets, and wondering what how many he had killed he failed to ask the question "why are these arrows leaving behind these spiraling trails" or to notice that a few arrows had manage to imbed themselves into the ship's armor at the prow. As he blazed away, he never suspected that one of the arrows would cut straight through the steel gunshield and keep on going with only a marginal drop of speed straight into his torso.

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