The quiet night with a gentle breeze, the chilly and bone-piercing seawater of the bay under the cover of night ran deep and was utterly pitch-black.
"Splash!"
The shadow of Chen Yang suddenly emerged from the surging seawater, took a quick gasp of breath, and inhaled fresh air from the outside world.
This military-controlled area was heavily guarded. To break through from the front without being noticed was almost impossible. After careful consideration, Chen Yang decided to travel by sea.
Sure enough, compared to the blockade on land, passing through the sea was much easier. Although, when he got close to the port, about ten kilometers away, the surveillance on the water intensified, forcing Chen Yang to dive hundreds of meters deep and swiftly swim for more than ten kilometers. Surfacing from the water after swimming for ten kilometers in the depths of more than a hundred meters was quite demanding even for him, with his breathing rhythm somewhat disordered.
