At the same moment, the inky black sea surface below.
The Liberian-registered bulk cargo ship "Seagull," disguised with rust, gently bobbed with the waves.
The superstructure on the deck was silent, except for a faint and eerie glow emanating from a porthole on the top floor of the pilothouse.
Iron Wolf's calloused fingers swiftly darted over the control console filled with buttons and screens.
On the central main screen was a breath-taking real-time image generated by the "Multi-satellite Coordinated Staring Technology" — the viewpoint seemed to hover tens of thousands of meters in the sky, capturing the entire refueling airspace.
