Looking down from the fortress, the sea level was pitch-black, and gigantic waves churned up and down. As the waves rolled, they crashed against the shore base, sending up a spray. It was like smashed olives, spraying its juice onto the high walls of the fortress. A little glimmer appeared among the undulating tides, intermittently visible at the very end of the sea level. The light caught the attention of the fortress guards and they promptly informed the duty personnel. The senior officer then set up the telescope in the watchtower, but the night was dense, and the images were indistinct.

After a few minutes, a clear silhouette of a vessel finally appeared on the ocean surface of the cape. It was not merely a single vessel. Instead, it stretched over a great area into which the commando unit had arranged themselves. The duty personnel sounded the alarm, and the entire fortress immediately bustled with activity. A large number of soldiers rushed out of the bedroom. All the combat positions had figures flitting around.

The signaler in the watchtower shone a signal light upon the unknown warship that had intruded the Slovenian territorial waters, warning the other party that they