The Battle of 1132 New Island

The New Island landing site was already shrouded in darkness. The sailors on duty stood wearily by the railing of the Beiyuan-class Destroyer, yawning and rubbing their eyes.

Above their heads, the radar rotated endlessly, while the soldiers in the radar room held warm tea in their hands, their heavy eyelids battling to stay open.

In the dim light, the radar operator glanced at the radar screen. Nothing unusual appeared; the usual clutter persisted, caused by waves or other random digital noise.

Suddenly, the alarm emitted a clear beep, jolting him awake. He put down his tea cup and stared intently at a faint dot on the screen.

Without delay, he grabbed the intercom next to him and reported urgently to the bridge, "Bridge! Bridge! Radar has detected a suspicious target!"

From his headset, the voice of the bridge officer on duty responded, "This is the bridge duty station! Please confirm the nature of the target! Repeat, confirm the target's nature!"