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"If I telling you that I was the one who created you. Will you belive me?"
A ship class that once was named "sea monster" due to its sheer size and firepower, who is never go i...
"I'm sorry. But what the fuck is miles?" Leviathan asked. Making Iowa confused.
"You don't know the Imperial System?"
"Yeah. I mean, we use Kilometers."
"What the fuck is Kilometers?"
"You don't know? Shame."
"Whatever. Let's get this over with."
FWOOSH
In response. Leviathan launched 6 of the RGM-7S. The missile screamed out of the launch tube then it deployed its wings. It goes up into the sky then changes its course to the target via rudder.
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RGM-7S
Iowa watches in awe as the rocket with wings starts to descend to the altitude that is barely above the water.
"How can rockets do that on its own?" Iowa asked out in amusement.
"That's the future son." Leviathan said. "Better embrace it, ahahahahaha!!!" She laughs out like a maniac.
"I... Don't like her laugh." Wales said out in a worried tone.
"Me too." Iowa agreed.
The 2 watch as the rockets make their way to the target. The most interesting part is the rockets make a maneuver to avoid incoming AA fire like it has a mind of its own. Something similar to the Fritz-X, but more advanced, in terms of guidance.
The missile has made its way to the target. The missile impacts the hull of the 6 targeted ships with subsonic speed and produces an orange fireball. The targeted ships have split in half and sunk. Or you should say, engulfed by the fireball. The blast was so intense that all of them (Except Leviathan) covered their eyes.
