"Hmph. The aircraft carrier belongs to the capitalists; the fans and traffic are ours."
They did not know that directly beneath their feet, less than twenty meters below on the pitch-black sea—
Several dark figures had silently clung like geckos
To the carrier's rough anti-rust coating, external cables, and pipes.
Wang Qiang made several concise hand signals upward:
Target: starboard passage entrance above. Patrol sentries at two o'clock, ninety-second intervals.
Use Water Release: Hidden Mist Technique as cover. Breach simultaneously.
The two team members beside him nodded and formed hand seals. Moments later, a thin mist quietly arose.
It spread upward along the hull, blocking all vision from above.
Just as the two sailors above, who had been complaining, stubbed out their cigarette butts and swayed away from the railing toward the passage door leading to the island—
Wang Qiang and the others climbed up the hull like ghosts. Under the cover of the thin mist, in the instant before the hatch closed—
They slipped inside without triggering a single alarm.
Inside was a brightly lit passageway within the ship, filled with mechanical noise and the faint scent of coffee.
Wang Qiang nodded to his team, and they formed hand seals.
Transformation Technique
Transformation Technique
They then avoided the main passage and approached the carrier's command center compartment.
The heavy blast door was shut tight, with armed guards stationed outside.
Wang Qiang signaled a halt and assigned tasks through hand gestures.
The team members nodded. The member codenamed A sprang from the shadows like a cheetah.
The two guards felt only a slight numbness at the backs of their necks before their vision went black and they crumpled to the floor, swiftly dragged into a corner.
The member codenamed B placed a small device beside the biometric lock. Data streams