Late at night, the three warships moved through the darkness like ghosts. Looking into the distance through the bridge's glass, they could not see very far; the entire sky was pitch-black.
Major Gremma stood beside Chen Mo, watching the fleet advance and gradually pick up speed. Sailing at night required consideration of many issues, especially the route, direction, and so on. Running aground or colliding with another vessel were both entirely possible.
Therefore, neither Chen Mo nor Major Gremma left. They remained there, watching everything closely.
Major Gremma watched Colonel Handuya bent over the nautical chart, plotting the route. Once he stopped, Major Gremma stepped forward and asked, "Colonel, you said earlier that preparations were incomplete and we could not depart, so you did not tell me the mission target. But now that the formation has begun moving, shouldn't you tell me?"
"Of course. No problem." Chen Mo nodded. Since the warships had set out, they would still need the First Mates around them to assist with navigation command, so he nodded in reply.
"Our mission is here!" Chen Mo pointed at Golden Bay on the nautical chart and spoke to Major Gremma.
At that moment, a red X had been marked over Golden Bay on the map.
"There?" Major Gremma had a bad feeling. Are we going to attack that place? Thinking of the missiles and other equipment prepared in the holds made him truly uneasy.
"That's right, there! Fire every missile in the formation at this location." Chen Mo said.
"What? Colonel, have you gone mad?" Major Gremma was startled when he heard his suspicions confirmed.
"I'm neither mad nor stupid! This is an order from headquarters, so it must be carried out." Chen Mo said.
After calming down somewhat, Major Gremma asked, "Colonel, shouldn't you verify the