Chapter 485: Even the Enemy's Mobilizing the Locals?

Sunlight spilled across the sea. Golden swells rolled in one after another, slapping against the hull of the warship. Edgar Duffus, the Blue Army's overall commander, lowered his binoculars and turned to the Navy major general beside him. "How much longer until we're in position?" Mark Hoard answered, "About ten nautical miles." "Still, we'll have to stop at eight. From there, you'll have to make the beach landing on your own." "Once the first wave is ashore, we pull out immediately. After you...