The reconnaissance unit crossed paths with the patrol fleet of the Allied Fleet and the mysterious forces. In the blink of an eye, the mirror-calm sea was instantly ignited by thunderous artillery fire, as if an apocalyptic doom had suddenly descended. The patrol fleet of the Allied Fleet looked like a pack of iron beasts, wielding their absolute numerical superiority and advanced, sophisticated equipment to swagger across the ocean. Their warships were massive, resembling floating fortresses, and their naval guns possessed terrifying firepower. Shells poured down relentlessly like a dense rain upon the relatively tiny vessels of the Great Qing reconnaissance unit, instantly filling the sea with smoke and soaring flames.
The commander of the reconnaissance unit was the young yet experienced Lin Feng. Faced with such a formidable enemy, his gaze was resolute and entirely fearless. He issued his commands swiftly and decisively, his voice firm and powerful as it seemed to pierce through the billowing gunfire and smoke: "Everyone maintain calm, do not panic! Disperse our formation immediately, make full use of our ships' agility to cleverly evade, while keeping a close eye on the enemy's flaws to find their weak points, and prepare to counterattack at the opportune moment!" As the words fell, the reconnaissance ships scattered across the churning waves like nimble fish, weaving flexibly through the hail of gunfire to skillfully dodge the enemy's aggressive opening salvo, leaving…
Chapter 53