An Impossible Shot

"Comrades, are you afraid of dying?"

When they heard Wang Anyi's words,

the cabin fell into an extremely brief silence.

A few seconds later,

a short, slight soldier in a protective suit stepped forward:

"Captain, I ain't afraid!"

Although the young soldier was wearing a protective suit, Wang Anyi recognized him at once from his Shaanbei accent—the only one among the twenty-two men who hadn't submitted a Death Letter: Chen Hongxing.

Chen Hongxing's voice rang out clearly in the small cabin, and another soldier immediately spoke up after him:

"Captain! I'm not afraid either!"

Then a third, a fourth...

"Captain, I ain't afraid either!"

"What's there to be afraid of? If your head gets chopped off, you'll just have a scar as big as a bowl! What's so scary about that?"

"Captain, only cowards are afraid of dying!"

After a while,

the First Mate of the submersible, who was also the deputy leader of the Assault Team and an officer on the South Sea Fleet's staff, Lin Xiangqian, gestured for everyone to quiet down. He looked at Wang Anyi with determination:

"Captain, there isn't a single coward aboard our ship. We're short on time, so just give the order!"

Though the soldiers present were simple and honest by nature, that didn't mean they were stupid.

There was no need for Wang Anyi to give them any more encouragement. Everyone was already prepared for what their captain was about to say.

"..."

Wang Anyi swept his gaze across the group and took a deep breath:

"Then so be it. Assault Team, all hands! Listen to my orders!"

"Everyone except the helmsman, the five members of the medical support team, and Professor Shu, put on your fins and oxygen tanks and follow me into the sea to retrieve the Data Pod!"

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