The only archipelago state of Meilijian.
Hawaii.
A world-renowned World War II memorial site.
A destroyer ship cruises leisurely on the azure sea.
In the last century.
An eventful battle erupted here, shocking the world and remains remembered to this day.
Dongying people, piloting countless planes, launched a devastating bombing and suicidal assault here, turning countless lives to ashes.
But today, there is no trace left; the sky is blue, the sea is wide, and time is peaceful.
"Slurp."
By the side of the destroyer called Vilia, a brunette woman with an alluring back sipped the juice from her cup with a straw, leaning lazily against the railing, watching the distant seagulls soaring on the horizon and gently lifted her sunglasses.
"Vera! Vera!"
A voice called from inside the cabin.
The woman at the railing acted as if she hadn't heard, not responding.
Yet, someone still found her.
"Here you are, I've been looking for you. Didn't you hear me?"
