"God... how could this happen?"
Emerson exclaimed in surprise:
"Colonel Mijae, please continue."
"Yes, the second discovery: while tracking a submarine of unknown origin, we detected signals from the wreckage of the USS Miami somewhere on the seabed..."
"What did you say? The USS Miami nuclear submarine... sank?"
Upon hearing this, Emerson's face turned pale, and he continued to press for answers, somewhat incredulously:
"Colonel Mija, are you sure it's the USS Miami?"
"I am 100% certain that we are both Los Angeles-level, and we each have our own unique identification methods."
"My god! The Miami...it's sunk..."
At that moment, Emerson was overwhelmed by a wave of shock.
He held the thick cigar between two fingers of his left hand, momentarily forgetting to take another puff.
"General?"
"Oh? Captain Mitchell, do you know why the Miami sank?"
"General, based on the analysis of the detected signals, we can be fairly certain that the USS Miami was sunk by a torpedo..."
"What? Sunk by a torpedo?"
Not only Emerson, but even Rhett Butler, who was standing next to him, was completely astonished.
How is that possible?
Given the advanced capabilities of the USS Miami, what torpedo on this planet could sink it?
"General Emerson, I believe that the one that sank the USS Miami was that ghost submarine that deliberately led us astray."
"A ghost submarine?"
"Yes, a deep-sea ghost that can become invisible in the water."
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