"The radar has detected the target!" Under the slightly dim light, the technician sitting in front of the radar operation platform saw the flashing dot on the display.
The officer nearby excitedly grabbed the communicator and connected to the bridge: "Captain! Our fire control radar has locked onto the target! They are advancing at full speed! The speed exceeds 40 kilometers!"
"Check the status of the Styx Missile! Left rudder! Turn the broadside towards the enemy fleet!" The captain looked at the weapons officer beside him and loudly ordered.
"Left rudder!" The helmsman loudly repeated the captain's order, forcefully turning the wheel, changing the course of the destroyer in the pitch-black sea.
"Beiyuan 29 has sent us a light signal! They are asking for the new course!" The signalman saw the light signal, grabbed the phone next to him, and shouted.
The staff officer immediately asked the captain: "Beiyuan 29 is asking for the new course."
