Vermouth, on the other side of the world, swirled her wineglass as she closed several panels. The submarine's torpedoes had finished reloading and were launched toward the Pacific Buoy.
Without decoy missiles blocking them, the two torpedoes flew unimpeded. One struck the spinning power-generation ring dead on, while the other smashed into the glass curtain wall running from the top to the bottom of the buoy.
Just as everyone had expected, the windows shattered and fell away, and seawater rushed inside in an instant.
The destabilized power-generation ring crashed heavily into the main structure. The aftershock of the explosion surged upward, dealing another severe blow to the already fragile foundation cables.
Under the watchful eyes of everyone aboard the two rescue ships, the portion of the Pacific Buoy above the sea trembled, crumbled, and toppled. The grand dock section finally gave way under the strain, snapping apart and crashing into the facility again.
As expected, the Pacific Buoy was about to be destroyed and overturned by the explosions. The sections already collapsing had stirred up massive waves.
Had the rescue ships not moved away beforehand, they would likely have been swallowed by the waves by now.
"The Pacific Buoy is about to sink." After checking the sensor data and observing the situation through the periscope for a while, Vodka turned to inform Gin, unable to suppress the grin on his face.
This damned chain mission was finally over, and it had not been completely without gains.
That woman Naomi was now utterly obedient to Kumeru. As long as Kumeru gave enough obvious or subtle hints, she would surely improve and build a new system according to the Organization's demands.
Of course, that depended on whether Rum and the Boss were still interested in this system after this demonstration.
At present,