This Game Is Too Realistic
Chapter 800

The Turning Point on the Southern Front

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Zhang Ruowen had never imagined that in the mere five minutes their sonar system was crippled, ten steel Emperor Crabs would crawl onto the destroyer's deck.

Although the Reef was heavily armed, there was no way its 150mm naval gun could fire on itself.

The point-defense system and torpedo launchers were the same. They were completely useless against the "Emperor Crabs" standing on the deck.

Looking at the 20mm gun barrel aimed directly at the bridge, Zhang Ruowen knew the battle was lost. Rather than continue a pointless resistance, he led the officers and sailors aboard the ship in surrendering.

They would be sent to the prison on Paradise Island, where they would await judgment under the law.

Watching the South Sea Alliance sailors board the deck to disarm them, Zhang Ruowen fell silent for a moment before looking at the enormous steel crab on the deck and speaking.

"May I ask a question?"

Having captured such a large ship, Midnight Chicken Killer was in an exceptionally good mood and readily replied.

"Go ahead."

Zhang Ruowen continued.

"...How did you get close to us in such a short time?"

He knew about the Alliance's Emperor Crab armor. The Northern Federation General Staff had conducted detailed studies of Alliance equipment and had even developed adhesive bombs specifically intended to counter the Alliance's frogman tactics and individual armor.

According to what he knew, the Alliance's "Emperor Crabs" had maneuverability but not cruising speed. Underwater, they did not even move faster than mutants could swim.

This sea was vast. If they had been lying in ambush beneath the ship from the beginning, that would have been far too much of a coincidence. And from such a close distance, no matter how good their camouflage was, sonar would have detected them.

There was only

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