After disembarking from the submarine, Muda led his two subordinates back to the fast boat and set sail towards Ring Island.
They had stayed at Potato Harbor for too long, and not returning to change shifts might arouse others' suspicions.
Moreover, before changing shifts, he needed to have a talk with the brothers from the next shift to make some appropriate adjustments to the patrol area.
Such a big matter couldn't be settled in one day; he needed enough time to ideologically persuade his subordinates.
Recalling the conversation just had on board the submarine, the subordinate standing beside him hesitated for a long time before he finally couldn't help but speak up.
"Captain…"
"What is it?"
"Are we… betraying our people?"
This wasn't only his concern.
The brother in the cockpit, who was standing there, also looked towards the deck, waiting for the captain's answer.
