There are at least three destroyers on the sea, and countless stormboats galloping back and forth.

The number of helicopter gunships in the sky is catching up with the dragonflies before the storm.

Far away, there are lights flashing.

The intense light of the searchlight illuminates the sea area within a kilometer of the square, as bright as daylight.

Search and rescue ships have begun to emerge, and they are trying to rescue the wounded bodyguards who have been thrown into the sea by traffickers and survived the kiss of sharks.

Guns rang out from time to time.

This is the shark that the British soldiers rushed from the distant...