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RE: Small Ship, Big War - 5/20/2009 2:47:42 AM   
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Bump to keep on the 1st page...

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RE: Small Ship, Big War - 5/20/2009 7:00:42 AM   
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RE: Small Ship, Big War - 5/20/2009 7:53:21 PM   
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March 31, 1945

Location: Inch'on
Course: None
Attached to: None
Mission: Disbanded in port
System Damage: 0
Float Damage: 0
Fires: 0
Fuel: 475

Orders: Await further orders

---

Nanami Ariga stands with her grandmother outside their cottage on Okinawa. It is a sunny, breezy day. Below the hill the waters of the East China Sea dance and sparkle in the sunlight, new plants are pushing their way up through the soil in the garden out back, and at first glance the scene is altogether familiar.

But something seems wrong about it, somehow, and after a moment Nanami realizes what it is. It is not the squat, ugly blockhouse down by the beach – she has already grown accustomed to that – it is the lack of ships.

There are almost always fishing boats visible out on the water, sitting out there or making their slow way along the coast. Often there are larger ships visible out beyond the reef, passing by on their way to Japan or Formosa or points more distant. But today there are no ships at all to be seen, nor have there been for some days.

The road, too, is empty. This is not unusual, because this is a sparsely inhabited stretch of coast, but Nanami knows she could stand here all day and not see a single vehicle, not even an ox-drawn cart. To move on the roads during daylight now is to invite death from the enemy carrier planes that roam the skies over the island with impunity. Not until nightfall will there be any traffic, and what there is will be military vehicles carrying troops and supplies.

As if she senses what Nanami is thinking her grandmother reaches out and pats her arm. “It will be all right,” she tells Nanami. Nanami looks at her.

“Aren’t you scared, Grandmother?” she asks. The old woman smiles.

“I’m seventy-nine years old,” she says. “There’s not much that can scare me any more. I worry for you, and for my son, and for that young man of yours. But not for myself.”

“Well, I worry about you,” says Nanami.

“You’re sweet,” Rin Shun says. “We will just have to worry about and take care of each other, then.”

“Do you think we will be invaded, Grandmother?”

The old woman smiles grimly. “We already have been,” she says. She gestures at the blockhouse down the hill. “By them.”

“I know you do not see it as I do,” she continues, “and that is right and proper. Your father serves the Emperor. Your husband is Japanese. You have grown up learning their ways and their language. But I am old enough to remember when they invaded in their time, and declared that we were now part of their Empire. So being invaded is nothing new for me.

“Will the Americans invade us? I don’t know, child. Go ask a general or an admiral. I’m just an old widow, what do I know of these things?”

“The last letter I had from my husband said I should continue to study English,” says Nanami.

Rin Shun nods. “That might be a good idea,” she says. She points down the hill towards the blockhouse. “Just don’t let them catch you at it. They are afraid, and fear can make even good men do bad things.”


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RE: Small Ship, Big War - 5/20/2009 8:37:06 PM   
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But something seems wrong about it, somehow, and after a moment Nanami realizes what it is. It is not the squat, ugly blockhouse down by the beach – she has already grown accustomed to that


I've got a really unpleasant feeling about that blockhouse and a pre-invasion bombardment. And for once I'd love to be wrong . . .

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RE: Small Ship, Big War - 5/20/2009 9:34:47 PM   
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This is going to be some tough reading ahead of us.

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RE: Small Ship, Big War - 5/20/2009 9:57:01 PM   
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RE: Small Ship, Big War - 5/20/2009 10:09:38 PM   
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If the Hibiki happens to sink (i know if have just uttered blaspheme) do you think that the surviving part of her crew will fight it out on land?

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RE: Small Ship, Big War - 5/22/2009 2:15:01 AM   
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April 1, 1945

Location: Inch'on
Course: None
Attached to: None
Mission: Disbanded in port
System Damage: 0
Float Damage: 0
Fires: 0
Fuel: 475

Orders: Await further orders

---

Night is when the doubt comes in, when fear and worry come creeping around the edges of thought. During the day the ship is busy and the daylight all around anchors the men to where they are and what they are doing. But at night, in the darkness, it is quiet and there is little to see beyond the confines of Hibiki’s hull. Then imagination has free reign.

---

Riku Ariga sits writing a letter to his wife, a letter he knows will never be delivered. They spent four days together after their wedding and he has not seen her since. Nor is there any chance he will; with the enemy on Amami Oshima she is as out of his reach as though she were on the moon.

Riku sits cross-legged on the deck, the letter forgotten in his lap, and he stares unseeing at the bulkhead opposite. What are the chances, he wonders, that they will ever see each other again?

---

Captain Ishii sits in his cabin. He thinks about the two hundred men under his command and wonders what chance he has of bringing them through the war safely. So many ships are gone, so many friends dead. His crew believes in him and trusts him, and he feels the weight of that trust like a huge hand pressing down on him.

A stab of pain shoots through his gut, just a twinge really, and Ishii tries to force himself to think of other things. He badly wants a drink, but medic Nakagawa has been clear on what alcohol will do to his stomach. He sighs and picks up a book from his desk and tries to read.

---

Lieutenant Sugiyura is having the dream again, the one where an enemy cruiser is pounding Hibiki to pieces and Captain Ishii has ordered a torpedo attack. But no matter what Sugiyura tries, the torpedoes will not launch. Hibiki rocks with explosions and flames race across the ship. Sugiyura stands on the torpedo deck issuing orders but then sees his men are all dead, their bodies sprawled everywhere. There are more explosions.

Sugiyura wakes up, sweating. Though everything is quiet it takes him a long time to fall asleep again.

---

Petty Officer Okubo walks slowly about the deck as he inspects the lookout positions. He has a lot of time to think, there in the darkness, and he does so. Of late his thought have been taking an uncomfortable turn.

He has spent much of the war nursing hatreds and grudges, bitter that lesser men have been promoted while his own talents have gone unrecognized. He has spent long hours chewing on the unfairness of it all like so much gristle. But lately he has been haunted more and more by the conviction that he is not going to survive.

And he has railed at the unfairness of that, too. Until, from some unknown corner of his mind, a thought has come, unwelcome and unbidden: why should you survive? How is anyone better off with you still in the world?

Perhaps it is his ancestors, trying to reach him. Perhaps it is just fear and weakness. Okubo has never noticed that fate treats the just any better than the unjust, but still…

He walks on in the darkness, his thoughts chasing each other around and round.

---

Lieutenant Miharu looks up suddenly from his post on the darkened bridge. No one else seems to have heard anything. I am imagining things again, he thinks.

At least he hopes he is imagining things. What he keeps thinking he hears is the sound of his little daughter crying, the daughter he has only seen once. She is crying because she is hungry.

Stop it, he tells himself sternly. Too much imagination is not a good thing in a fighting man. Do not look around, do not look ahead, just concentrate on what is before you. The imagination can conjure too many horrors.

But it is night and the fears come anyway, for the lieutenant and for all the others, creeping in as stealthily and relentlessly as the fog off the harbor.


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RE: Small Ship, Big War - 5/22/2009 3:02:30 AM   
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Simply magnificent, CF.   This AAR remains as addicting as when I joined  Unfortunately, I'm left with a feeling of mortal dread

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RE: Small Ship, Big War - 5/22/2009 4:31:48 AM   
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RE: Small Ship, Big War - 5/23/2009 3:03:33 AM   
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April 2, 1945

Location: Inch'on
Course: None
Attached to: None
Mission: Disbanded in port
System Damage: 0
Float Damage: 0
Fires: 0
Fuel: 475

Orders: Await further orders

---

Though all aboard may be beset with worry for themselves, their country, and their families, few speak of it. And some show no sign of it at all. Chief Petty Officer Shun continues as he always has, solid and implacable, and nothing different shows either in his manner or his expression.

Right now Shun is standing on the deck looking for the men he has assigned to carry several crates of supplies aboard. The crates are off the pier, so the job is done, but the men are nowhere to be found.

He is about to go check the storage locker when he hears voices. He looks again at the pier. The voices are coming from the end that is piled with greenery. Through the foliage he can see men pointing and gesticulating.

Shun stalks silently down the gangway and over to Boldly Hiding Park. He makes his way through the bushes and shrubs, now laid out in the stylized patterns of a Japanese garden, to find his men holding a heated discussion with Shiro Kuramata.

“It has to go over there,” Yoshitake is saying, pointed at a spot five feet in front of the rickety wooden bench that is the centerpiece of the park.

“It’s too centered,” argues Oizuma. “True harmony comes from a kind of balanced asymmetry.” The conversation is suddenly interrupted as Shiro notices him and gestures to the others. They turn and then come to attention as they see Shun standing there.

“What is this about, then?” growls Shun. The men seem to fidget despite moving very little.

“Your pardon, Chief Shun,” says Shiro. “I asked their opinion about something and we got a little lost in the conversation. The fault is mine.” Shun grunts.

“What question?” he asks. He has some respect for Kuramata, who never complains or shirks.

“I thought the garden here needed a water feature, Chief,” Shiro explains politely. “A large flat basin or something. But I was uncertain where it should go.”

Shun says nothing but instead looks over the makeshift garden. He strolls to another vantage point and gazes again, then moves to view things from yet another angle. The sailors remain at attention. No one even dares look around to see what he is doing.

“Right there,” says Shun at length, pointing to a spot at the center of a triangle formed by two shrubs and a tree. The men all turn and look and as they do it is perfectly obvious that yes, that is the correct spot.

“See to it, Kuramata,” Shun says. “The rest of you, go draw scrapers and chippers from the paint locker. The gangway railing, I just noticed, needs to be repainted.” The men practically sprint away to perform their assigned tasks. Left alone for the moment, Shun clasps his hands behind his back and looks around the improvised garden. Then he nods to himself as if in satisfaction and strolls away.


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RE: Small Ship, Big War - 5/23/2009 3:05:07 AM   
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April 3, 1945

Location: Inch'on
Course: None
Attached to: None
Mission: Disbanded in port
System Damage: 0
Float Damage: 0
Fires: 0
Fuel: 475

Orders: Await further orders

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Special Attack Corps planes and regular bombers flying out of Kagoshima step up the pressure on the Allied invasion fleet around Amami Oshima. The planes come around dusk, in twos and threes, and lurk at the edge of Allied radar. Sometimes they come in very low, sometimes high. Frequently they are shot down. But every now and then one breaks through. An Allied heavy cruiser, a light carrier, and another escort carrier are all damaged and forced to retire.

With the success of these low-grade tactics the Japanese feel that the Allies are unlikely to weaken the air umbrella around the island with more deep carrier forays into the East China Sea or the Sea of Japan. This, then, seems like the perfect time for surface elements that had been pinned in ports around the Sea of Japan to make a run for it. Heavy cruisers Tone and Chikuma, light cruiser Oyodo, and six destroyers assemble in hopes of approaching the Korea Strait undetected in order to make a night run through the strait and up to Inch’on to join the rest of the fleet.


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RE: Small Ship, Big War - 5/23/2009 3:23:19 AM   
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RE: Small Ship, Big War - 5/23/2009 11:19:41 AM   
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Sounds like Hibiki isn't a part of this sortie.  Altho, it also sounds like the IJN is litterally being cornered.

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RE: Small Ship, Big War - 5/23/2009 11:28:48 AM   
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Cornered and pocketed...

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RE: Small Ship, Big War - 5/23/2009 12:46:58 PM   
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'Tis '45 and only a brilliant and lucky Japanese player wouldn't be suffering at this point in time.  Did I mention that it would help to have an incompetant Allied player, such as myself, for an opponent?

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RE: Small Ship, Big War - 5/25/2009 3:17:14 AM   
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April 4, 1945

Location: Inch'on
Course: None
Attached to: None
Mission: Disbanded in port
System Damage: 0
Float Damage: 0
Fires: 0
Fuel: 475

Orders: Await further orders

---

Very little mail reaches the fleet these days, so Chief Shun is surprised when Ensign Izu hands him a small parcel at mail call. There is no return address. It is light, whatever it is, so Shun opens it without hesitation. Inside is a letter in an elegant buff envelope and another object, wrapped in a gentlemen’s silk handkerchief. Shun unrolls the handkerchief. He gazes into the box for a moment, his eyebrows climbing ever so slightly, then reaches in and holds up a mummified human ear.


The letter is written in expert, elegantly stated Japanese characters.

“My Dear Shun,

Word has reached me that Hibiki is in Inch’on, so I presume that you are there as well. I hope this little present reaches you and finds you well, despite your recent bullet wound. From what I recall of your astounding vitality I may venture to hope that you have made a complete recovery.

Please accept my gift as a token of apology for that incident. The business between us is old and it is time to put it to rest. The world is changing around us and I believe we must look forward and not back.

Still, there are some principals that should be adhered to. Failure to conduct sound business in order to pursue personal grudges is a trait I abhor in an associate, and I believe I have made that clear to your old friend RM. Thus the token.

You have your scars and I have a servant who is now somewhat hard of hearing, so let it go at that. As I said, the world moves on and we must move with it. I almost hope you survive the death throes of your country’s empire; there are few men of our sort left. The world is growing smaller and there is less and less room for us. It is a pity, really.

Your servant, Du Yue-sheng"



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RE: Small Ship, Big War - 5/25/2009 3:18:27 AM   
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April 5, 1945

Location: Inch'on
Course: None
Attached to: None
Mission: Disbanded in port
System Damage: 0
Float Damage: 0
Fires: 0
Fuel: 475

Orders: Await further orders

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As night falls the Japanese cruisers and destroyers that have been lurking in the Sea of Japan begin their sprint to Inch’on through the Korea Strait. They make the passage without incident and, as far as they can tell, without being detected. The ships pass swiftly and by sunrise they are only some fifty miles from Inch’on.

They seem to have escaped the attention of the Allies. But appearances can be deceiving and the Allied forces have many watchful eyes and many alert ears.


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RE: Small Ship, Big War - 5/25/2009 1:27:31 PM   
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An ear, burying old differences and a fleet that can only run and hide (they hope).  Indeed the war made huge changes in the world, one little bit at a time.




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RE: Small Ship, Big War - 5/25/2009 1:33:28 PM   
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RE: Small Ship, Big War - 5/26/2009 2:35:01 AM   
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i like this:         "They seem to have escaped the attention of the Allies. But appearances can be deceiving and the Allied forces have many watchful eyes and many alert ears. "

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RE: Small Ship, Big War - 5/26/2009 4:46:58 AM   
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April 6, 1945

Location: Inch'on
Course: None
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Mission: Disbanded in port
System Damage: 0
Float Damage: 0
Fires: 0
Fuel: 475

Orders: Await further orders

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“I see we have some new arrivals,” says Captain Ishii. He picks up a pair of binoculars and scans the cruisers and destroyers that have anchored in the harbor.

“Yes sir, they came in this morning,” says Lieutenant Sugiyura.

“Hm, one of them is Tone,” says Ishii. “That’s good to see.” The last they had seen of the heavy cruiser it was damaged and laboring north following the naval battle of Iwo Jima.

“We have quite a collection of ships here now,” comment Sugiyura. “Do you think we are going to attack the enemy fleet in the Ryukyus?”

Ishii ponders. “It is possible,” he says. “If the Imperial Navy wanted us safely out of the way I imagine we would be in Hokkaido or someplace like that.”

“That would be good!” says Sugiyura. “I’m tired of lurking here while…” He is interrupted by the arrival on the bridge of a sailor bearing a message flimsy. The sailor goes straight to Ishii and salutes.

“Pardon me, sir,” the man says, “but Ensign Konada ordered me to bring this to you at once.” Ishii takes it from the sailor’s outstretched hand and reads it. When he has finished he looks up at Sugiyura.

“It seems the enemy may come to us rather than the other way around,” he says. “Enemy carriers have been spotted entering the Yellow Sea. Their course indicates they are headed in this direction.” He folds the message flimsy and dismisses the sailor.

“If we are very unlucky,” he says to Sugiyura, “the enemy knows we are here.”


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RE: Small Ship, Big War - 5/26/2009 5:23:53 AM   
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RE: Small Ship, Big War - 5/26/2009 7:45:50 PM   
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RE: Small Ship, Big War - 5/27/2009 12:20:30 AM   
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“If we are very unlucky,” he says to Sugiyura, “the enemy knows we are here.”


It's not luck if the other fellow is reading your cards. (They are not aware of the American code-breakers.)

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RE: Small Ship, Big War - 5/28/2009 12:50:02 AM   
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RE: Small Ship, Big War - 5/28/2009 2:41:22 AM   
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the end is nigh!! 

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RE: Small Ship, Big War - 5/28/2009 6:02:16 AM   
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April 7, 1945

Location: Inch'on
Course: None
Attached to: None
Mission: Disbanded in port
System Damage: 0
Float Damage: 0
Fires: 0
Fuel: 475

Orders: See below

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The enemy does not know for sure the Japanese fleet is at Inch’on. Despite the fact that the fighting in the Ryukyus continues to be heavy the chance to catch the remains of the Japanese fleet is too good to pass up. Accordingly two carriers are dispatched to check it out; the new Essex-class Lexington, named for one of the carriers lost off Gardner Island, and Saratoga, nearly sunk off Timor but now back in the war.

As day breaks the two carriers and their escorts, which include two Iowa-class battleships along with a powerful cruiser force, are in position. The harbor is reported to be crowded with enemy warships and so a strike is launched. It contains barely four dozen bombers but without a single Japanese fighter to contest the skies over the harbor they have free reign.

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The attack ends. In the radar room Taiki watches the enemy planes recede, then waits with frantic impatience for his relief to arrive. When it finally does he scrambles up on deck.

One look confirms his worst fears. The attack has fallen most heavily on Mutsu, the only battleship present. The sturdy old ship seems in no danger of sinking but columns of black smoke boil upward, mostly obscuring the big ship’s superstructure. Here and there around the harbor other ships have also been hit, and fires burn along the waterfront as well.

Hibiki is untouched. A short distance stands Ensign Konada, ramrod straight and with his shoes polished, as always, to a mirror shine. Taiki hurries over to him and salutes.

“Takahashi,” Konada acknowledges, inclining his head slightly.

“Sir,” says Taiki, “permission to go ashore.” Konada shakes his head.

“We are no longer at combat stations but still on alert,” he says. “It is not possible.” Taiki sags slightly. Suddenly he is aware that Chief Shun is at his shoulder.

“Sir, may I speak?’ he says in his gruff voice. Konada grants his permission. One lesson he has learned well while aboard is to listen to his petty officers when they have an opinion.

“Takahashi’s brother is aboard Mutsu,” he says, indicating the damaged battleship with his chin. “And he will make it back aboard whatever happens. He once found his way to us from Tokyo to New Caledonia.”

“Your brother, hm?” says Konada. He seems about to refuse again but then relents. “Well, I can give you one hour, Takahashi. No more.”

“Thank you, sir,” says Taiki gratefully. He salutes again. Konada gravely returns the gesture. Taiki gives Shun a nod of thanks and then starts down the gangway. He stops suddenly as he realizes he has a problem. He cannot get there and back in under an hour without a vehicle, and use of vehicles is severely restricted. In the aftermath of the attack obtaining one will be even harder.

“Takahashi!” calls a voice. Taiki turns to see Riku gesturing urgently to him from the top of the gangway. Several long strides take him up the gangway to his friend.

Riku hands him a piece of paper. It is a vehicle requisition form, duly signed by the harbormaster and Captain Ishii. “I thought you might need this,” Riku says. “The truck is in that warehouse over there.” He points to a wooden building nearby that is mercifully still intact.

“Thank you!” says Taiki. He stares at the form. “This is dated today. How did you…?”

“Stop asking foolish questions, Petty Officer, and go,” says Riku. “Word is that we are heading out.” Taiki hesitates, then nods and goes.

---

A wide area just off the pier where Mutsu is berthed has been turned into a triage area for the battleship’s casualties. There are a lot of them. Firefighting continues, although much more smoke than flame is visible. Pumps are working, pulling filthy water from the bowels of the ship and sending it gushing back into the harbor.

Taiki coughs as an errant breeze swirls acrid smoke around him for a moment, then hurries over to an officer. He salutes and asks after Ensign Takahashi.

“Takahashi, eh?” says the officer. He looks grim and points over to the rows and rows of casualties, all too many of whom are covered. The wooden planks of the pier behind him are slippery with blood.

Taiki hurries over. “Noboro!” he calls, looking frantically around. “Noboro-san!” A few corpsmen look up at him briefly, then go back to their work.

Taiki continues to call, moving with increasing speed among the rows of dead and injured. Wounded men stir, their moans audible even over the background din, but none of them are his brother.

Until one of them tries to rise up as he passes. Taiki recognizes Noboro, who is having a hard time trying to prop himself up. It takes a moment for Taiki’s worry-befuddled brain to realize why; his brother’s right arm is missing at the elbow.

Taiki kneels to assist him. “They just whacked it off and tied up the stump,” says his brother with a ghastly smile. “It’s over there, I think.” He looks over at a pile of limbs and other body parts lying off to one side.

“Oh Noboro,” says Taiki softly. “What have they done to you?” His brother tries to smile. His face is very drawn and even his old burn scars are too pale.

“I think I tried to stop a piece of shrapnel about the size of a dustbin lid,” he says, and coughs. “It didn’t work out too well. What the hell are you doing here, Petty Officer?”

“Noboro,” says Taiki, “sir, I came looking for you..”

“I know you did, bakayaro,” Noboro says. “Now get…get back to your ship. I need you to go out there and give those bastards hell for me, okay? You are the last Takahashi left in the war. Go fight it.”

Taiki still cradles his brother, looking at him for maybe the last time. Then he nods and gently lowers him back down before standing. He salutes.

“Yes sir,” he says. His brother automatically tries to salute back but only flails the tightly bandaged stump of his right arm. He grimaces and salutes with the left hand instead.

“See you later, Noboro,” says Taiki.

“See you, little brother,” says Noboro. Taiki turns and strides away. As he walks spray from the jets of salt water still being played over the ship blows into his face. There it mingles with the tears rolling slowly down his cheeks.

---

“We’re bottled in here like rats in a trap,” Ishii tells his officers. “There are two or more carriers out there, several battleships, and a dozen or more heavy cruisers. And their escorting destroyers, of course.” His officers look at him expectantly. Sakati is impassive, Kuwaki looks grim, and a light of anticipation gleams in Sugiyura’s eyes. Lieutenant Miharu’s index finger traces slow circles on the table top in front of him.

“There is only one thing to do,” says Ishii. “Every warship here that can still make decent speed is going to head out to engage the enemy. Rear Admiral Kamenosuke Yamamoto, aboard Tone, will be in command.

“We leave as soon as night falls.”






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RE: Small Ship, Big War - 5/28/2009 12:19:38 PM   
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Cue Charging Fort Wagnerfrom your Glory soundtracks on your CD player, gentlemen.

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RE: Small Ship, Big War - 5/28/2009 1:05:40 PM   
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Gotterdammerung.

i did have a flashback to Glory too. epic movie.

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