"What?!"
General William cried out in shock, and the coffee cup slipped from his hand.
Crash!
Scalding liquid splashed onto his trousers, sending a searing pain through him.
But that pain was nothing compared to the horror gripping him!
The East Wind Carrier Strike Group?
A fire-control radar lock?!
How was that possible?
General William rushed out of the command room, snatched a pair of binoculars from a nearby guard, and looked in the direction indicated by the radar.
Where the sea met the sky.
The silhouette of an enormous fleet cut through the whitecaps, towering like moving mountains of steel!
Flying high above them were the bright red flags of the Dragon Kingdom!
William would never mistake the massive ship at the head of the formation!
The East Wind!
The Dragon Kingdom's newest and most powerful nuclear-powered aircraft carrier!
After the shock came overwhelming rage!
"FUCK!"
General William's face turned livid, veins throbbing wildly at his temples.
How dare they?!
How dare they actually confront the mighty Ninth Fleet?!
"General, what do we do now?"
An adjutant's face was deathly pale, his voice trembling.
"Why are you panicking?"
William shoved him aside, the arrogance and fury in his chest overpowering his fear. He roared, "They're bluffing! A flock of sheep thinks it can roar like a tiger?"
He was a member of [Skull and Bones]!
This mission had come directly from an influential figure among the Twelve Thrones.
Success was the only option. Failure was unacceptable!
The East Wind alone thought it could stand in his way?
Not a chance!
"Don't be afraid. They're definitely putting on an act!"
Forcing himself to appear calm, William shouted at everyone in the command room, "The Dragon Kingdom's people are best at protesting! They wouldn't dare open fire first, not even with