Thick steam slowly rose from the other end of the horizon, and beneath the intense residual heat, engines were awakening one after another.
The battleship, once considered a museum piece, sounded its loud whistle again today. Perhaps its equipment was outdated, but with secret modifications by the Iron Law Bureau, it still possessed the power for one final battle.
The officer left on the battleship looked at all this with a face of bewilderment; he hadn't given any orders to start the battleship, yet everything seemed to be waking up as if influenced by some mysterious force.
"Are you crazy! What are you doing!"
The officer rushed into the command room, angrily shouting at the soldiers operating the battleship.
According to the original plan, these battleships docked at the port would pretend to be museums until the right moment to strike as a surprise force. But now, without any orders, the soldiers had unilaterally started it.
"Speak up! Stop it now!"
