Bab 1103: USS Dwight D. Eisenhower (CVN-69)

At this point in time, the Subic Bay should've been clear of trash or bratty bitches but I just had to fucking throw her in there, or else she'd go into the pot. But yeah, the carrier they came with had just crossed the small island by the entrance to this bay so the ones who were simply watching in shock eventually snapped out of it and started to take off their gear so they could save her.

One of the Captains named Moore exclaimed, "DOES SHE KNOW HOW TO SWIM?!"

Myra was in total panic mode, "I-I— I'm— SOMEBODY HELP HER!"

But as a great attendant would, Myra had already managed to get hold of a life buoy but as she threw it at her lady, this dumbass hit her square in the head which made Ella sink just as she managed to waddle upwards.

"NOOOOOOOOO! I'M SO SORRY, MY LADY!"

"CAN'T YOU GUYS MOVE ANY FASTER?!"

"IT'S A 30-FOOT DROP—"

"JUST JUMP IN!"

"WHERE DID SHE DROP ANYWAY?!"