Linear naval battle of the modern fleet. Armageddon in reality... There, in the sea at Shantung, he suddenly felt something irrational, unreal and truly mystical. It was that feeling that sooner or later comes to every real sailor: a sense of his complete belonging to the steel colossus on which you went to sea. The accessories are the same as any rivet, sheet of armour or gun sight. As if not you at all, not those who surround you, do something, command, shoot, throw coal on grate, there are animated individuals... No! It's all one thing. And you, and all the people around, and these guns, and the whole ship - this is a single whole, one living, purposeful creature, one common soul, the Russian battleship Petropavlovsk, fighting with the enemies of your Motherland in a distant sea space, fighting to win or die for faith, sovereign and Fatherland, for your friends.