Everything happened just as Family Joy expected; the players in Pig Bay moved, and the Europeans immediately knew.
Deng deng deng...
The hard military boots stomped down the corridors inside Admiral Scheer, emitting a compact and urgent sound, attracting the frequent sideways glances of soldiers along the way, who actively made way upon approach.
"Morrison! Morrison!"
Staff officer Cavendish pushed open the door to the ship's command room, interrupting Morrison's communication with German headquarters, and hurriedly placed the terminal on the table.
"The Horizon Mercenaries are up to something; look at this quickly."
He magnified a satellite photo again and again; the content of the photo was the remodelled Pola, and the clarity was quite substantial. The image had been processed and restored by AI, allowing even the two cannons at the ship's bow and stern to be seen clearly.
