The countdown to ten seconds is fleeting, and with a soft sound, all hatches are automatically locked by the system from the inside, unless the power supply to the system is completely cut off, there is only one way to break the door.

"Hiss~hiss~~" Some metal canisters containing unknown gases were placed by the marines wearing gas masks at the gas exchange port of the fresh air system, and as the fresh air was inhaled, these gases also entered the intricate and nowhere to go air ducts.

Less than three minutes later, the first sailor on the "Eternal Night Maru" who felt unwell appeared. Constant tears, constant coughing, red face and almost dripping blood. With the first, the second person soon appeared, and then the third and fourth, until all the officers and soldiers in the closed room were attacked, and no one found out that there was an "inner ghost" who was obstructing them, because all this came too quickly and secretly, so that there was no resistance.

Ten minutes later, another voice was heard in the communication channel.

"The mission goal is achieved, start cleaning the important compartments, prepare to strike at the other warships around, the primary target is the Nagatsu Maru, use high-explosive bombs and poison gas bombs, and leave no living mouth! The Pope's safety cannot be compromised!" Takahashi Masao observed the internal situation through the porthole on a closed hatch, and found that the sailors in it were foaming at the mouth and had a hideous expression, but there was no sound, and then ordered.

"Yes, sir!"

As the center of the ship's external communication, the communications room was naturally "taken care of" in a key way, and the first cabin filled with poison gas was here, and then the engine room, weapons depot, missile launch bay, turret and other important parts were all cleaned up, and some sailors who still had a breath were also mended by marines like murder weapons.

The "Eternal Night Maru" was one of the first ships to detect and rescue sailors who had fallen into the water, and it was also the warship that received the most rescued sailors. But now, all previous efforts have come to naught, and not only the people rescued, but even most of the people on the ship have taken their own lives.

As a long-term research on the production of poison gas and chemical weapons, it is obvious that large-scale combat units, especially cluster combat units, have some biological and chemical weapons, but this has also become a talisman for these pretentious people.

As time passed, the gas-infected compartment covered almost the entire "Eternal Night Maru", which also added a lot of confidence to the next strike plan to be carried out by the marines. After all, it is a heavily armed missile destroyer, and the deterrent power that can break out is still quite large.

"Broadcast a radio and order the deck crew to assemble in the dining room, saying that there is a new mission. Then I don't have to explain what to do, right?" said Masao Takahashi, looking at his teammates around him.

"Understood, sir!" the team commanded, and then dispersed, taking up some vantage points to clear the ship of the last survivors.

As the announcement was made, the last two dozen surviving sailors on the deck, who were on guard, watchout, and wiping the deck, walked towards the nearest hatch with doubts. As everyone knows, what awaits them will be a call from hell!

"Shibuya, do you know any new tasks? And the person who spoke on the radio just now doesn't look like Kato-kun. ”

"I don't know, Kato seems to have caught a cold yesterday, maybe his throat is not very comfortable, who knows?"

"Shibuya, Aoi, you guys are here, the air in the cabin is always so disgusting, it's good that there is a new mission in a while, otherwise I would have gone crazy if I was always asked to stay in such a disgusting place!"

"Sasaki-senpai!" the two who spoke before saluted the person in front of them in unison.

The air in the cabin smelled of apples, although it was not heavy, but if someone could associate this smell with a terrorist attack at this time, they would immediately think of a term - Sha Lin! But none of these sailors who were already on the line of death and did not know it raised even the slightest question.

Just after the last sailor entered the dining room, the radio in the dining room went off. This is all thanks to the ubiquitous monitors, so that the executioners of the Marine Corps have a clear grasp of the movements of all personnel, including their own people.

"Everyone, your next task is ~~~ to die!" Masao Takahashi said fiercely as he raised his voice to the monitor in the communication room.

"Bang~click~" The door of the cafeteria was locked by the Marines who had been guarding the passage outside.

At this time, the surviving sailors, who thought it was a colleague who was playing a prank, panicked and completely lost their bearings.

"Damn, what are you kidding? Don't make a fuss, Kato-kun!"

"Bastard, who's out there, open the hatch!"

"What does it smell like? rotten apples? Oh my God~ Sha Lin! It's Sha Lin! Someone wants our lives! Open the door, open the door!"

A few of the two dozen people are taking turns banging on the door, some are taking off their clothes to block the snorkel, and some are screaming helplessly, but what can these do?

In less than a minute, the restaurant was filled with a high concentration of sand and forests, and the sailors in it struggled in vain! As their nervous systems were destroyed, the last survivors stepped into the gates of hell.

The role of more than a dozen members of the Marine Corps is enormous, they are proficient in various combat methods, and the killing skills are also endless. But first of all, they're navy! So ship management is no stranger to them, and even in some special positions, they are more capable than the people who should be in this position.

No, a dozen special operations elites plus a fighter pilot are already ready for the battleship sortie.

"The radar locks on the surrounding ships, the ship's guns turn on the automatic loading and excitation mode, and the torpedo is set to detonate at a short distance, aiming at all targets that can be attacked!" Takahashi Masao gave the battle order in an orderly manner, which made the brainwashed group of people extremely excited. Finally, he was able to repay His Excellency the Pope for his cultivation, and everyone was even a little grateful.

As a member of the Kongo-class guided missile destroyers of the most expensive warship in the Toei Navy, the "Eternal Night Maru" is about to complete one of its special missions that will go down in history.

The "Eternal Night Maru" moved, albeit slowly, and headed for a more attackable position. No one would normally care about such a temporary adjustment of course and position, and as long as the deviation from the course was not too outrageous, no one would worry much about it. It was based on this situation that Masao Takahashi boldly ordered the ship to change its orientation.

"How's the remote activation procedure? Time is running out, the commander and the Pope are watching us, waiting for our good news! Faster!" Takahashi Masao urged his technical soldiers to speed up the progress in order to complete the task given to them by Zhang Yu earlier.

"Two minutes, sir!"

"Yo Xi! Notify the flagship, send a helicopter to pick us up, and say that we have intelligence that needs to be announced. Masao Takahashi turned his head to the signal soldier and gave a command, and walked straight outside the cabin.