Xiao Qiao's boat quickly returned to the battleship. Lin Jingsheng stood up, entered the bridge, and stared at the red dot on the combat information desk. Lu Yuan glanced at him, and Lin Jingsheng said, "Blast it for me."
"No hurry," Lu Yuan said.
Suddenly, a missile was launched.
The combat system alarm went off, and the missile was heading towards them.
The bridge was filled with voices, reporting positions. Lu Yuan said in a deep voice, "Fire!"
Wesley said in a deep voice, "Everyone, brace yourselves, we're facing the attack head-on."
The battleship was too big, and the target too large. It was basically impossible to nimbly dodge missiles. A missile hit the left hull of the battleship, causing everyone to sway. The lights in the cabin flickered briefly before returning to normal.
Lu Yuan said in a deep voice, "Prepare the second missile."
Combat Officer, "North 12, West 49, target vulnerable point, missile ready."
"Launch."
