I am #1's sperm, sir! (Salute! Crack!) To be precise, I am the 2536512584521st spermatozoon produced in #1's seminal vesicle today, sir! According to my superiors, our fleet is always gushed out into tissues, never have experienced actual fighting...What a shame! Oh! Now again Mr. #1 seems begin jerking off, sir! How many times does he do that today? Does Mr. #1 have nothing to do but masturbate? Ah! What is more he is now trying to erect our Admiral Timpo, sir! Poor Admiral Timpo is very exhausted...But Mr.#1 overworks him. (Tear What is more, the admiral doesn't get cleansed. Now he is covered with dusts, sir. (Weeeen! Weeeen!) A siren is wailing, sir! It seems my turn comes soon, sir! Oh, but it's too fast, sir!! (Bitter smile Our battleship is swinging badly, sir!!! She swings...from right to the left... Aaaaggghhh!!!! (GOGOGOGOGOGOGOGOGOGO Oh just now General Cowper in the vanguard slowly moves with solemn air. His face looks as if he accepted his fate.... "Hey, boys, follow me soon...." Oh, General!! He has gone, sir. Next will be our squadron's turn. (Weeeen! Weeeen!) (Admiral Timpo: [Emergency! Emergency! Sailing order to Great General Akadama!]) What!! I cannot believe it. He, the ultimate weapon of our fleet is now... Without any actual fighting, our fleet is vanishing, sir! "Fall iiiiinnnnnnnnnnnn!!!" (Cracccckkkk!!!) Behind me is Great General Akadama. I may be the last private. But, but Admiral Timpo is only seventeen years old too. Does that mean our fleet is a defective article...? "The 2561567464th squadron, No. 2536512584521!!" Ay, ay, sir!!!!
Good-by everyone. My time has come!! Although I am not to be used in the actual fighting, I am determined to fly as far as 10 meters long, proudly, with my head held high, sir! Now I can see the light, sir...All right! Let's goooooo!!!!!