"Sir, we've arrived," Alejandro informed as the car came to a halt near Lawin One, its twin rotors already spinning, poised for departure.
Alfonso stepped out of the car, clutching a briefcase in hand. Alejandro followed closely as they made their way towards the awaiting helicopter. The rotorcraft's blades generated a fierce wind that ruffled Alfonso's coat as they approached.
Inside the helicopter, the engines roared to life, and they took off, soaring towards the Palawan Naval Base. The flight provided Alfonso with an awe-inspiring aerial view. The vast expanse of water below, studded with mighty military ships, including the Iowa-class Battleships and Kitty Hawk-class Aircraft Carriers duplicates, lay before him.
The reality of his meticulous designs becoming tangible war machines was overwhelming. Alfonso had dreamed of this day, worked tirelessly for it, and it had finally arrived. He couldn't contain his joy.
