The White Queen's icy, indifferent voice drifted over slowly, devoid of emotion yet harboring utter coldness.
"You're right. I really should give my parents some thought."
"If they hadn't heartlessly abandoned me back then, letting me fall into hell and suffer endless abuse, my life would never have been such a wretched mess."
Her tone abruptly changed, as though she had severed every last bond.
"I still had a few reservations before. Thank you for opening my eyes and letting me see just how cold the world and human nature truly are. Shaw's plan is what true greatness looks like!"
"Charles, watch closely, and welcome the arrival of a new world for Mutants."
The instant her words fell, the commander's icy order rang out in the American fleet's command room.
"Launch!"
Without the slightest hesitation, the operator decisively pressed the launch button.
A missile trailing flames instantly soared into the sky, pierced the clouds, and hurtled straight toward the Weihai on the sea with world-destroying force.
Meanwhile, aboard the Russian warships, officers and sailors stared fixedly at the incoming missile streaking through the sky. Their faces were grim, their hearts filled with resentment and helplessness, yet they could only obey their orders.
The commander drew a deep breath, suppressed all his inner turmoil, and issued the order to prepare for battle in a low voice.
"All forces, prepare to counterattack!"
Once the American missile struck their freighter, it would be an open declaration of war. Russia would retaliate with everything it had, leaving no room for reconciliation.
Every Russian officer and sailor clung to a faint, desperate hope, praying that the missile would veer off course and miss its target, leaving the world one last chance at survival.
But cruel reality never offered anyone a lucky escape.
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