At the border between the Southern Sea and the Baiyue Strait.
Rolling waves rustled softly. As far as the eye could see, blue waters stretched endlessly beneath a tranquil, peaceful sky.
Yet the survivors living in this region all knew that beneath that seemingly calm and pleasant scenery lurked turbulent undercurrents.
To the northeast, the Cliff Province was ravaged by plague, while the Southern Sea directly east was hardly peaceful either.
The war between the Southern Archipelago Federation and Vault 70 had already lasted more than two months.
The former's underwater forces had occupied Vault 70's seabed settlement and seized control of its entrance.
However, that vault was ultimately a permanent shelter capable of withstanding a nuclear blast. Not even the fall of the Celestial Court Space Station had destroyed it, much less the Southern Archipelago Federation, which was still making sea mines with picric acid.
Faced with that turtle-shell-like shelter, the Southern Archipelago Federation's navy had no solution except to blockade the entrance.
Still, although they had lost control of the main entrance, Vault 70's residents had not surrendered. Instead, relying on advanced diving equipment, they waged guerrilla warfare against the Southern Archipelago Federation at sea, waiting for chances to attack the Federation's fishing boats, cargo ships, patrol craft, and even offshore mining stations, seizing supplies while weakening the Federation's maritime strength.
The two sides had been deadlocked for a full month. Neither could do anything to the other, and it was foreseeable that the stalemate would continue...
As usual, a Southern Archipelago Federation patrol boat sailed to the eastern exit of the Baiyue Strait, searching for Vault 70 submersibles to prevent them from obtaining supplies from survivor settlements and ports along the coast of the Borneo Province.
Muda, carrying an assault rifle on his back, stood at the