The carriage stopped and we looked at a large field in front of us.

A couple of days ago Mo was asked to clear a bunch of vermin, and since there are much more than one battleship can handle, the entire squadron joined their efforts.

I am so proud of my little sisters. I just need to do my best to be a good Big Sis for them.

“Stop counting bees, I. I can see the stampede right from here.” Enji pointed at a mountain far away. Its entire side was covered in monster, all rushing here.

“Marvelous…” We are running out of time. Again.

“Let’s hurry, girls!” (Mo)

We arrived to a tent where the command was.

There were a couple of veteran adventurers, all past their 40s. The adventurers who can fight are on the frontline, waiting for the monsters that would make it past the firing range.

“Iowas are here. What’s the situation?”

“Thank God! ‘Whisky pants’ are here!” The tent livened up.

“WHY?! WHY THIS ONE?!” Wisky started shaking New Jersey, who registered us as adventurers a year ago. Whenever Whisky hears the party's name, she can't help trying to kill our silly gamer.

“It’s a great name, ain’t it~?” Don’t wink at me, I’m not going to be saving you.

“The name’s great but ‘The Servants of…’ “ (Mo)

“Later, Mo! Is the firing range clear?” I stopped the conversation from heading in the wrong direction and prepared to assume my RSO duties.

“Everything ‘till the mountain range ‘s clear. Rip ‘em apart!” With the guild’s representative’s permission we lined up.

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Half a mile away from us are the adventurers, 100 yards to our back is a city.

“Rock ‘n roll, girls! Ready the guns!

…

Iowa, guns up!”

“Missouri, guns up!” (Mo)

“New Jersey, guns up!” (NJ)

“Wisconsin, guns up!” (WI)

I calculated the leading and radioed the first target.

“Firing!”

BOOM BOOM BOOM

“This salvo is dedicated to Her Majesty’s panties!” (NJ)

BOOM BOOM BOOM

“WHAT NONSENSE ARE YOU SPOUTING?!” (WI)

BOOM BOOM BOOM

“From the depths of Hell, I call upon you…” (Mo)

“Shorten it, Mo! We’re not at a drill!”

“Aye. HELLFIRE!” (Mo)

BOOM BOOM BOOM

“Iowa, finished firing.”

“New Jersey, finished firing.”

“Wisconsin, finished firing.”

“Big Sis, can I now…?” I gave her ‘go ahead’ and checked the situation.

While Mo was chanting another weird incantation, I summarized the results and prepared a new target.

“Mo, calibrate the FCS to .7°-left. Wisky, stop kicking New Jersey. And you, nice hit.”

“Prepare the guns!”

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We had enough time to fire three salvos at the stampede before the monsters entered the secondaries’ range.

“All 5’’ guns are clear to fire. Prepare the guns!”

BANG BANG BANG

“Iowa, guns up!”

BANG BANG BANG BANG BANG

“Missouri, guns up!” (Mo)

BANG BANG

“New Jersey, guns up! Doujinshi are on their way!” (NJ)

BANG BANG BANG

“Are you a late bloomer, or what?” She was supposed to concentrate on the combat 10 minutes ago.

BANG

“Wisconsin, guns up!” (WI)

BANG BANG BANG

“All guns, open fire!”

BANG

BOOM BOOM BOOM

BANG BANG BANG

“This salvo is dedicated to Wisky’s Stars and Stripes!”

BANG BANG

BOOM BOOM BOOM

“HOW?!” (WI)

BANG

“BB-64, focus!”

BANG BANG BANG BANG

“AYE! F* YOU, NEW JERKSEY!” (WI)

BOOM BOOM BOOM

“The bombs were dropped!” I glared at Mo before she started chanting. She grinned back and swung her arm.

BANG BANG

BOOM BOOM BOOM

“Iowa, finished firing!” My sisters are killing me better than any monster could...

BANG BANG BANG

“New Jersey, finished firing!”

BANG BANG

“Missouri, finished firing!”

BANG BANG BANG BANG

“Wisconsin, finished firing!”

BANG

The monsters have already crossed the distance to the field, and have entered our direct sightline.

“SEIZE FIRING!”

“Seize firing, aye!” (NJ, WI, Mo)

We did our job here. Now it is up to the adventurers to kill the leftover monsters.

“Yes, you can go now…” I looked at the twitching and squirming Missouri, who was eager to rush into action.

“Thanks, Big Sis! I love you~!” She ran away so fast, that I swear there was an afterimage.

“Haaa… How about I make you something to eat while Miss Hothead is having fun?” With everyone’s approval I went to pick up some wood.