Commander doesn't want to be exposed

"In about a few days, we will arrive at the location where the search and rescue fleet lost contact. At that time, we will conduct a search, and then go to Antarctica to let the Marine Corps land for investigation."

"May God bless America."

He wrote the last sentence and closed his diary.

There is nothing to do on the drifting sea.

So I can only write a diary.

Due to confidentiality regulations, even after retiring, the contents of the diary cannot be revealed.

Only after reaching a certain age and passing the review of the special agent, can he make the contents of his diary public to the world.

"Colonel."

Someone knocked on the door of the colonel's room.

Now is the break time, so he has time to write in his diary.

"Come in."

Grabbing the navy cap on the table, the Colonel put it on.

It was obvious that he had discovered something, so he was looking for him during the break.

"The anti-submarine aircraft detected an unknown sonar signal, not marine life, nor a recorded submarine sonar signature."

A military officer reported so.

"Notify all warships in the aircraft carrier battle group to enter a state of alert."

ordered the Colonel very decisively.

Since there are flying in the sky and standing on the sea, it is also possible that there are hidden in the water.

There is still some distance from the coordinates of the search and rescue fleet sinking, but it cannot be relaxed.

Perhaps they were already within striking distance.

"Prepare accompanying destroyers and cruisers for anti-submarine operations."

"Yes."

under the ocean.

Several young girls in swimsuits are tracking the human fleet in the distance.

He looked at the large-scale aircraft carrier battle group with indifferent eyes without any fluctuations.

"Piranha 167 is tracking the target."

Through the spiritual network, the sub-body directly transmits what it sees and hears to the ontology.

Then, she saw what appeared to be a battle of the human fleet.

The anti-submarine aircraft in the sky began to deploy sonar buoys in the sea area where she was.

"Piranha 167 is suspected to have been discovered."

The young girl reported such a piece of news in the spiritual network.

The next moment, the anti-submarine torpedo was dropped into the sea.

She tried to dodge, but failed.

Because the torpedo has the function of guidance.

"boom!"

Several torpedoes hit the target accurately.

"..."

The child's eyes lost their light.

Its immature body sank slowly.

Immediately afterwards, the purple dots of light dissipated.

In several other places, the submarine girl who was in charge of tracking encountered the same attack.

None survived, all were sunk.

In the ocean, a human submarine witnessed a young girl being hit by a torpedo.

"Colonel, our submarine captured such a scene."

The colonel is currently in the command room, responsible for coordinating the actions of the entire aircraft carrier battle group.

A photo is projected onto a large screen.

You can see a young girl wearing a revealing swimsuit, revealing most of her immature body, slowly sinking into the bottom of the sea.

In his hand he held what looked like a model submarine.

"Oh, God……"

Someone sighed in a daze.

Is this how the enemy who followed them turned out to be?

An underage girl?

"..."

The colonel was also stunned.

But soon he calmed down.

"Can you catch one?"

"Colonel, I can't do this for the time being. She disappeared after losing her life."

Another photo was posted.

It was the scene where half of the young girl's body had turned into purple spots of light and disappeared.

"...It seems that the enemy we are going to face this time is not human beings, maybe aliens, gentlemen."

After a few seconds of silence, the colonel said so.

"Put away your sympathy, she is the enemy, and she is tracking us from a distance. It is obviously a role of scouts, and our tracks have been exposed."

"Notify the aircraft carrier battle group that all warships have entered the combat state, and we are afraid that we will face a big battle."

He turned his head and looked at the adjutant next to him——

"Send these photos back to China."

"Understood, Colonel."

The adjutant nodded, and then ordered the communications soldier to transmit the information.

After a while, he reported: "Colonel, our communication seems to have been interfered with. The signal is not very good, but we can still communicate."

"...Send an inquiry order to report our situation."

Being able to interfere with the communications of the Seventh Fleet, it is obvious that the level of technology mastered by the enemy will not be too low, at least it will not be as easy as bullying those weak countries.

Therefore, the cautious colonel decided to ask his superiors whether to move on or retreat directly.

It's dangerous to go on and I'm afraid I'm going to lose the communication.

Modern warfare is information warfare.

Without communications, they lost American support.

Australia has a US military base equipped with tactical missiles that can strike from a long range.

If communications were lost, the fleet would not be able to receive reinforcements from missile strikes.

The colonel tends to retreat directly, and then gather at least two aircraft carrier battle groups before coming over.

"...the people above ordered us to move on, gather intelligence, and if possible, try to capture the [Siren] for research."

The adjutant reported the orders from his superiors.

"Siren...is this what the higher-ups call them?"

The colonel was silent for a few seconds.

The further he went, the stronger his ominous premonition became.

…………

"My daughter was sunk."

On the surface of the sea, the piranha said to the salamander beside him.

Behind the two of them are numerous Allied warship dolls.

In addition to the Siren frigate, other Allied warships are present, including the Enterprise-class aircraft carrier.

Under the surface of the sea, there are piranha dolls.

"The enemy that came this time probably couldn't be dealt with as easily as the fleet last time."

The salamander didn't respond.

Piranhas don't mind the silence of their comrades either.

After all, the other party is this character.

Although the human fleet this time is not weak, the victory must belong to Epsilon.

The power of Irkala cannot reach the current position of the human fleet, at most it can only slightly interfere with the communication on the opposite side.

But once they enter Epsilon's territorial waters, the ocean will be their ally.

No one can beat the sea and the ship girl who stands by it on the sea.

"Nautilus, my offspring has been discovered, be careful."

Piranha sent another communication.

"Got it, Piranha."

The heavy submarine girl was wearing a tight swimsuit that highlighted her plump figure.

She is sneaking in the ocean at the moment.

Behind it, in addition to the Nautilus doll, there are Typhoon submarines and Akula missile submarines equipped with magnetic storm torpedoes.

Now, they are going around the back of the human fleet through another route, launching an attack together with the Epsilon fleet in front.

Hang up the communication.

Under the dark sea, the submarines moved forward silently, preparing to send their enemies to hell.

…………

"..."

The captain watched the unknown signal displayed on the radar.

"Send a communication and ask the other party."

He decided to try it out first.

Communications were sent, but there was no response.

"All, enter the attack state, the coordinates have been uploaded to you through the data link."

Above the deck, the ground crew is busy running around.

On other warships, the sailors are checking the status of the missiles, and then prepare to launch anti-ship missiles according to the coordinates sent.

"The first wave of fighter jets has taken off, Colonel."

Adjutant reported.

"This is the enemy intelligence they sent back."

Dozens of photos appear on the big screen.

On the surface of the sea, there are hundreds of beings with the appearance of human females.

An unknown device is mounted behind it.