This is a Stronghold in the Apocalypse chapter.
I apologize for the inconvenience.
Meanwhile.
Inside the isolated navy vessel near the bay.
"Sir, it seems they have left for good"
A skinny young man in sailor uniform put down his binoculars and turned towards a middle aged man with a ragged appearance and just from his physique, he's seen his better days.
Which is not befitting for someone with the highest rank in the vessel.
The old man just nodded with a sigh, and just the expression on his face, someone would quickly notice that he's conflicted about something.
"With all due respect, but was it wise to not immediately contact them, sir? There's a good chance that they already know that there are survivors living in this vessel" said the young man, as he's really confused about why their Captain didn't take the initiative to make contact with Alex and the others earlier.
