It was four o'clock in the morning, before daybreak, but the combat command room was brightly lit, people in military coats were coming in and out, and the sound of walkie-talkies was ringing non-stop.
Cao Zhixian sat at the table with a serious face, looking at the dozens of monitors hanging on the wall, "How long will it take to reach the Manila Trench?"
"Five minutes, Commander."
"The position of the puppet jade has not changed."
"No, Commander."
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