Adios, my friends.
''Whew.'' Isaac swiped his hair back and jumped off the mast. Landing on the deck, he placed the sniper rifle back on inventory.
''Arthur, the ship wasn't built for naval battle!'' The Captain shouted.
Arthur entered the tiny shack where the ship's equipment and wheel were. The equipment blinked red as the scent of gasoline started seeping through from below the deck.
He patted the shoulder of the Captain and said, ''Keep going forward; we will handle this.''
The Captain wiped his sweat and nodded hesitantly, ''Do it quick. The engine is already blinking red.''
Arthur wiped the fog off the windows and looked into the splashing water. The ship continued cutting through the large waves as it slowly steered left, further away from the warship.
However, soon the warship's fire was quenched by the soldiers. They turned their remaining cannons in the direction of the ship and released the rest of the cannonballs.
BOOM, BOOM, BOOM, BOOM!
Swoosh!