— A few moments ago, somewhere in the Atlantic —
A submarine was floating below the ocean floor, making its way towards the meeting point guided by some satellite navigation data that was pointing it to a location in the middle of the Atlantic.
This Submarine was inhabited by a platoon of Navy military operatives and it seemed they had been sent on a secret mission.
Although apparently, according to the sheer number of pings of other submarines from other countries that were all also heading to the location, this mission was no secret at all.
According to their superiors, something seemed to be going on there and they had already let out some drones to scout things out from the air.
This platoon's job was going to be scouting things from below, a simple job if the circumstances were simple.
But apparently, this job had something to do with the Chosen.