'Swoosh—'
A moment later.
Onboard the massive Ise-class destroyer, a cruise missile ascended with a fierce tail flame, tracing a beautiful arc through the sky before hurtling towards Chen Feng in the distance.
At that time, Chen Feng thought the battle was over. He scanned the surroundings and, seeing no enemies, prepared to return to the cruise ship.
However, as he was halfway there, he felt an immense crisis approaching from behind.
He turned his head to look and his face instantly turned grave.
"Cruise missile!"
On the cruise ship, Xia Yi saw this scene and her complexion turned ashen.
If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, she would have never believed that Japan would use cutting-edge military technology like cruise missiles to deal with Chen Feng.
"Holy mother! These little Japanese bastards are really using this thing to deal with Mr. Chen?!"
Yang Qinhu and the others were terrified out of their wits.
