Novel & Cerita Loose Lips Sink Ships

Ang aking mga mata ay kasing itim ng gabi at ang aking boses ay naging kasing talim ng mga patalim. ​"I utos sa lahat ng naval destroyers at submarines ng armada natin" dumadagundong at walang emosyon kong deklarasyon. "Paligiran niyo ang submarine ni Heaven. Wag niyo siyang bibigyan ng kahit anong pagkakataong makaahon. Pasabugin niyo ang sasakyan niya gamit ang lahat ng torpedoes natin hanggang sa maging pira pirasong bakal na lang iyan sa ilalim ng dagat."

' 'I may as well make the attempt,' said Minnikin, 'but I must have an iron rope which is five hundred ells long, and then I must have five hundred men with me, and provisions for five weeks, for I have a long voyage before me. So the King said he should have these things, but the King was afraid that he had no ship large enough to carry them all. 'But I have a ship of my own,' said Minnikin, and he took the one which the old woman had given him out of his pocket. The King laughed at him and thought that it was only one of his jokes, but Minnikin begged him just to give him what he had asked for, and then he should see something. Then all that Minnikin had asked for was brought; and first he

--- AGAD nagtungo sina Mikael, Marikit, ang mission coordinator, at ilang residente sa maliit na pantalan. Pagdating nila roon, walang isa man ang nakapagsalita. Ang dating maayos na pier, halos kalahati nito ay nakalubog na sa dagat. May malalaking tipak ng semento ang nagkalat, at ang bakal na poste ay baluktot. "Submarine landslide..." mahinang sambit ng isa sa engineers. Napatingin ang lahat dito. "Nadulas ang ilalim ng seabed. Kaya bumigay ang buong pier."

Ang dagat sa gitna ng gabi ay parang isang dambuhalang itim na telon na walang katapusan. Isang cargo ship na binago para maging isang mobile command center, ang tanging ingay na naririnig ay ang mahinang pag-ugong ng mga makina at ang paghampas ng mga alon sa bakal na katawan ng barko. Wala na kami sa teritoryo ng Pilipinas. Kami ay nasa international waters—isang lugar kung saan ang mga batas ng tao ay dahan-dahang naglalaho, at ang tanging batas na umiiral ay ang survival.

Ang Paghaharap The old shipyard warehouse was dead silent, save for the eerie creaking of rusted chains swaying in the sea breeze. Khier led his remaining men inside, moving like ghosts through the shadows with their suppressed firearms raised. Suddenly, the darkness was shattered as massive floodlights flickered to life above them.