Chase and the army have been sailing for hours.
Captain: where should we go sir.
Chase doesn't answer and looks away at the horizon. He was deep in his thoughts.
Captain: sir? Chase? Sir!!
Chase:oh yeah uhhh... I have the right place. Head for Germany port B.
Captain: yes sir!
Port B is is a codename for a military port at the coast of [REDACTED] in Germany.
They sailed their way there. After a few minutes.
Chase: something feels fishy.
Radio: Un-identified craft. Please report your identity.
Chase: there we go. Now it's not fishy any more.
Zuma: this is ship number *blah blah blah*
The captain sounded the horn 3 times. The secret code of military ship at port B.
The ship then docked. And everyone went off the ship.
Commander: ahh.. Yes hello sergea- chase? What brings you here.
Chase: haven't you seen the news?
Commander: oh yeah. I guess your here to see *looks around* them.
Chase:*chuckles* yep.
Chase enters a room. And two men stand up.
???:chase?
Chase: Daniels! Zussman long time no see.
Daniels: yeah. Last time was operation desert tornado.
Zussman: what brings you here. Wait... Don't ask me if I didn't watch the news. Raid right?
Chase: yup.
Daniels: well you had a long sail. Come on. You can rest.
Chase: alright.
And chase goes to the bunks to rest after that long sail.
