"Fear-Killing Cannon..."
After reading the system information, Yu Dawei felt there was something thought-provoking about it.
Just what kind of "fear" would require so many cannons like this to eliminate?
He rubbed his square metal chin, producing a scraping sound. It did not fall off.
After his Rust Disease had been cured, his chin, which had come loose so easily, had become secure and would no longer readily detach.
"All right, let's go with your plan."
After thinking for a dozen seconds or so, Yu Dawei agreed to the plan.
"Boss, the risk is still too high.
Even if that super cannon has an hour-long firing interval, underwater... there's more than one super cannon!"
Zhang Zhi sent Yu Dawei a message. As his adjutant, he often had to offer advice from a cautious standpoint.
But Yu Dawei still did not change his mind.
Because even if they did not join in, One-Eye's group would very likely attempt a landing on their own-in fact, they definitely would.
And there was also...
"The risk has already been reduced. We've switched to sending in a small unit, so I'll just take a few of the boys. As for the Fleet... you'll be in charge."
He sent Zhang Zhi that reply.
After reading it, the latter fell silent and did not try to persuade him again.
The three of them then began discussing the specifics of the plan, focusing mainly on how to arm the Long-Legged.
Whether the modifications to this ship succeeded would essentially determine whether the plan could work.
During the discussion, the Little Great Blasphemer Pendant hanging around Su Na's neck reacted, giving off a faint fiery glow...
Meanwhile.
Yang Yi was still "sketching from life," trying hard to recall what he had seen before the shell struck him.
The situation