Chapter 251 Not Yet Done
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"All stations, we have defeated the Abyssal Leviathan," Richard announced over the communication network, his voice echoing through the command center and out to the field units. The original content can be pinpointed to n0v3lbin•
In the command center, the staffers momentarily erupted into claps and whistles, celebrating the hard-fought victory over the monstrous Leviathan. However, their jubilation was quickly subdued as Richard raised his hand for silence.
"But we need to be alert," Richard cautioned, his tone firm. "I don't think that's the only monster that Lin Feng has sent to us. All stations in the AO, keep your eyes peeled and your head on a swivel. Give me a status on the rescue efforts of the LPD-2."
The response came through the communication channel, scratchy but clear. "This is Specter-1, the rescue is still underway. There's still a lot of people we need to get off the water."
"Copy that, Specter-1," Richard acknowledged, his mind already shifting to the next pressing issue. "Now give me the status of the search and rescue operation of the Poseidon."
A brief pause followed before the next update came in. "Eagle, this is LPD-3. Our helicopter has reached Poseidon's last known coordinates. We're beginning the search for survivors. The sea is rough, and visibility is low, but we're doing our best—wait, I think there I see one of them."
"Sara, can you please pull up the satellite feed of Poseidon's crash site?" Richard asked, turning to Sara who was already on her console, typing rapidly.
"Pulling it up now, Eagle," Sara responded. Her screen flickered as she accessed the footage from one of the Sikorsky CH-53 Sea Stallions hovering over
In the command center, Richard turned his attention to the live feed from the camera mounted on the Sikorsky CH-53 Sea Stallion hovering over Poseidon's crash site. The rough sea churned below, with waves crashing tumultuously amidst the wreckage.
"Hold on, I've got something on the radar," one of the pilots announced.
"Can you identify it?" asked the lead pilot, adjusting his own radar to get a better look at the unidentified object.
"It's large, moving fast, and heading in our direction," the pilot reported. The blip on the radar was unlike any typical aircraft or known sea creature.
Richard, overhearing the conversation, walked forward. "Valkyries, Eagle here. Describe the blip. Size, speed, any recognizable features?"
The Valkyrie pilot, maintaining a steady voice despite the uncertainty, replied, "Eagle, the object is massive, larger than any conventional aircraft. It's moving at high speed, closing in on our position. Unable to identify any specific features at this range. It does not match any known aircraft profiles."
Richard's brow furrowed as he contemplated the situation. "Keep your distance, Valkyries. Do not engage until we have more information. Sara, get me a visual on that object through our drones."
"Copy that, Eagle," Sara acknowledged. She swiftly directed the command to the drone operators. "Predator drone team, this is Blackwatch Command. We have an unidentified object on the Valkyries' radar. Proceed to the following coordinates for reconnaissance and visual identification." Sara relayed the coordinates to the drone team,
The drone operators acknowledged the order and promptly executed it. The MQ-1 Predator drones swiftly altered their flight path to converge on the specified coordinates.
As the Predator drones approached, their cameras captured clearer images of the object. What initially seemed like a mere blip on the radar screen soon took the shape of a large, bird-like entity. This was no ordinary bird, however. It was colossal, dwarfing any known avian species, with a wingspan that seemed to stretch endlessly across the sky. Its feathers, dark as the night, shimmered with an eerie iridescence.
Suddenly, the creature let out a deafening sonic screech, a sound so powerful and piercing that it visibly distorted the air around it. The shockwave from the screech rippled through the sky, reaching the Predator drones.
On the screens, Richard and his team watched as the sonic attack impacted the drones. The intense vibration from the screech caused critical malfunctions in the drones' systems, causing the screen to flicker, until it was all signal lost.
"Okay, we are not done here yet," Richard muttered. "Get those Valkyries in position, let's confront this motherfucker."