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Naval Gacha System: It's Time To Monopolize The Seven Seas!

Abraham Shepherd, a middle-aged office worker, wakes up in the middle of a lush forest on a mysterious island, far from the concrete jungle he used to call home. Sunlight streams through the trees, and as he shakes off the confusion, he realizes he’s not just waking up from a nap. He's been given a second chance at life! After meeting a tragic end during an intense gaming session, Abraham finds himself in a world bursting with color and adventure. Memories of his old life flood back—filled with loneliness and stress—but instead of feeling lost, he discovers a spark of determination. This new place offers him a shot at something different. As he sets off to figure out how to survive and thrive, he stumbles upon a mysterious system that promises to change everything. With new challenges ahead and unexpected powers at his fingertips, Abraham is ready to embrace this wild journey. Can he carve out a new life in this strange world, or will his past come back to haunt him? Join Abraham as he steps into the adventure of a lifetime starting on this uncharted island! | Initializing Naval Gacha System… | ――――― Do you want to read a story about a protagonist summoning modern warships into a fantasy world? Well, here it is! The Naval Gacha System: It's Time To Monopolize The Seven Seas!

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| 063 | Operation Hammer of Dawn: Defensive Line

In the first defensive line residing a couple of clicks westward from the delta site were the 1st Infantry Company, the 2nd Mechanized Company, and the 3rd Armored Company. 

These companies numbered over 600 soldiers and a hundred military vehicles, signifying their capabilities of defending the first defensive line.

Many soldiers prepared themselves behind their sandbags as they heard thunderous echoes brought about by the artillery shelling of the delta site.

Crimson lights flickered in the distance along with resounding bellowing cries of death and suffering. It was quite a sight, but a familiar one to the soldiers of the United Army.

"Prepare yourselves!"

"We are the defense line that separates them and the Port of Dawn. We must not fall." One of the lieutenants leading their platoons uttered a short speech.

It was a simple yet foreboding of what was to come.