And then a little further down, they finally arrived at the submarine dock.
The atmosphere changed immediately the closer they got.
The noise from the rest of the harbor faded behind layers of reinforced concrete walls and steel blast barriers surrounding the submarine sector. Armed naval guards stood at every checkpoint with rifles ready while automated surveillance cameras rotated slowly overhead.
Unlike the busy destroyer docks filled with visible activity, the submarine area felt quieter.
Floodlights reflected across the dark seawater beneath the massive submarine pens while warning lights blinked softly along maintenance gantries extending over the docks.
Then Ryan finally saw it clearly.
The submarine.
