Fiery font of Shantung. Chernov A.B.

Linear sea battle of the modern fleet. Armageddon in reality...

there, at the sea by Shantung, he suddenly felt something irrational, unreal and truly mystical. It was the feeling that sooner or later he came to every real sailor: a feeling of his complete belonging to the steel colossus on which you went to sea. The accessories are the same as that of any rivet, a sheet of armor or a gun sight. As if not at all, not those who surround you, do something, command, shoot, throw coal at the grates, there are animated individuals...

no! This is all one. And you, and all the people around, and these guns, and the whole ship are a single whole, one living, determined creature, one common soul, Russian battleship "Petropavlovsk", beating with the enemies of your homeland in a marine expanse, beating, beating. To win or die for faith, sovereign and fatherland, for his own.