At the border between the Southern Sea and the Baiyue Strait, the rolling waves murmured softly, spreading into an endless expanse of turquoise tranquility. It was a scene of serene beauty, but everyone living along this stretch of coast knew well that beneath that calm surface surged dangerous currents.0

To the northeast, the Ocean Edge Province was ravaged by plague. To the east, the Southern Sea was no less turbulent. The war between the Southern Archipelago and Shelter 70 had dragged on for more than two months.0

The Federation’s underwater troops had captured Shelter 70’s seafloor settlement and blockaded its main entrance. Yet that shelter had been built to withstand a nuclear blast. Not even the crash of the Heavenly Court Space Station had destroyed it, so the Federation’s crude picric-acid sea mines had no chance.1

Unable to break through that steel shell, their navy could only maintain a siege.0

But the inhabitants of Shelter 70 did not surrender. Equipped with advanced diving gear, they waged guerrilla warfare beneath the waves, raiding fishing boats, cargo ships, patrol craft, and even ocean mining rigs. They struck for supplies while weakening the Federation’s maritime...0