Apocalypse: I watch a survival game in a safe house

Sigma men never fall into women's traps.

Ah, the same goes for men who look like women.

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Neon Harbor, Columbia Ocean Fleet Base.

After the baptism of fire by the Fog Valley troops, the entire port was basically in a state of ruins.

Most of the warships were destroyed, and the elite soldiers suffered heavy casualties.

The giant sea monster caused the waves to directly impact the port, and the buildings on the coast also suffered severe damage.

Fleet Commander General Douglas had already moved to a safe area, remotely controlling everything here and ordering the engineers to repair everything as quickly as possible.

Looking at the dilapidated naval base, the strongest man in the Ocean Fleet, [Lord of the Ocean] Kadiles, had gloomy eyes.

He was sitting on the main gun of an abandoned battleship, his hands crossed to support his chin, and in one hand he was holding a black lace bra.

It was a gift from his lover in the army, Marilyn.

However, in this war, both Marilena and her husband died in the war.

Cartiers loved Marilena very much. He once boasted to her that with his protection, the entire naval base would become the most powerful and stable fortress in the world. Life here would be extremely safe and no one could harm her.

But now, she has turned into a cold corpse.

There was a trace of sadness in Cardiles' heart, but more of it was anger at being offended.

"Those underground bastards!"

Katiles cursed viciously under his breath.

Not far away, Canero, wearing black armor but without a helmet, walked towards him with a black sniper rifle on his back.

"Katiles, why are you still here? General Douglas told us to go to the temporary command post to protect the safety of the navy's top brass."

Cartiers raised his head, glanced at Canero, and said with a sneer, "Are you running away? Abandoning everything we have worked so hard to build here!"

He pointed toward the harbor. "This naval base has existed for over a hundred years! Now, just because of those underground bastards, are we going to give it up? Give up the most powerful naval base in Colombia's history?"

Canelo gritted his teeth and followed Cardiles' hand to look at the ruined base.

After being washed away by sea water, it will be difficult to rebuild this place in a short period of time.

"There's nothing we can do! The enemy is truly too strong. But fortunately, we still have a backup base we can use."

"Those bastards, sooner or later we're going to kill them all!"

Katiles said through gritted teeth.

"There will come a day."

Canelo responded calmly. He coughed and then added in a low voice: "Maybe!"

If that day really comes, the person who goes there will be Yasin Canero, not Cardiles.

As the Navy's most prized talent, Canero's future held boundless possibilities. Meanwhile, Cardiles, whose potential had long been overdrawn by drugs and various technological gadgets, had both his potential and lifespan severely squeezed.

If Professor Da Vinci had not intervened, his body would have died in seven years at most.

When two people were chatting on this half-abandoned warship, they suddenly heard the sound of surging sea water.

The low whistling sound was like the roar of a deep-sea monster, slowly approaching along the vast sea surface, and the sound gradually became louder.

The two of them turned their heads to look at the sea at the same time, only to see that the sea water suddenly separated to both sides in a strange posture, as if some huge monster appeared from the sea.

All the soldiers on the beach stopped what they were doing, picked up their weapons with a nervous look on their faces, and pointed them at the sea.