A few seagulls occasionally skimmed over the island superstructure, making the sea appear even more tranquil...
"General, how much longer are we going to have to stay in this godforsaken place? It's been almost half a year!"
First Mate Rhett Butler's voice came from behind.
"What? First Mate, you're getting impatient already?"
Emerson jokingly said:
"Are you worried that if you let it go on too long, your old flame in Washington will run off with someone else?"
Rhett Butler blushed: "General, please don't tease me. I don't have any old flames."
“Well, you’re blushing, you’ve confessed without being asked, haha…” Emerson laughed.
Rhett Butler sighed and said, "General, we've been adrift on this sea for so long, and you don't seem worried at all?"
“What am I worried about? I don’t have any old flames on land.” Emerson stopped laughing and exhaled another puff of cigar smoke.
"Aren't you worried about Lin Dong?" Bai Ruide asked.
"Lin Dong?" Emerson was taken aback. "He's still in Jakarta."
"General, don't forget the lesson we learned before. Lin Dong is a madman. What else is he incapable of doing?"
Rhett Butler sighed:
"Before, he would only take away our carrier-based aircraft and warn us with a torpedo, but now that the two armies are officially at war, the situation is very different!"
Emerson felt a surge of resentment at the thought of the humiliation he suffered last year, and he was about to lash out.
"Drip-drip-drip~"
The ship's automatic early warning system suddenly went off.
The alarm came so suddenly that it startled everyone.
At that moment, panicked shouts came from the command room from the sonar operator:
"General, bearing southeast, depth 80, distance 1.3 nautical miles, six torpedoes are being fired at our ship!"
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