Chương 394: SOS: Ocean's Call

In the grand expanse of the commanding hall for military operations, an air of sorrow hung heavy. Dominating the immense central display screen was a vivid projection of satellite-linked images, which unfolded before the assemblage.

Upon the open sea!

Both naval vessels continued their inexorable descent into the depths, their severe tilting glaringly evident. One ship, in particular, lifted its stern to a remarkable height, even to the extent of exposing the submerged propeller.

The hearts of the onlookers bled collectively, their empathy poignant and palpable.

A lamentable realization surged through the room. These were the pinnacle of guided missile destroyers, each an investment of considerable value. The country's reserves boasted only a handful of these vessels, and they were now irrevocably compromised.

On the sea's surface, sailors became mere apparitions, their forms ephemeral and vulnerable to the perilous embrace of the waves.