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Imagine your first day on your first assignment in the mighty Bolivarian Armada of Venezuela. You’ve been assigned to the ANBV Naiguatá, a Guaicamacuto-class patrol boat tasked with securing the littoral zones around Venezuelan territory. Your first patrol takes you around the tropical getaway of Tortuga. Suddenly, an alarm sounds! Battle Stations! This is it, your first naval engagement! You run to your station and quickly begin your assigned tasks. A senior seaman runs up behind you and breathlessly explains that the ship is closing with an enemy vessel suspected of launching covert mercenary incursions into Venezuela. Your chest swells with pride as you think about how all your hard work and training has come to this, defending Venezuela from those who would infiltrate and destroy her. You notice the ship turning underneath you, and the vibration of the engines deepens and intensifies. “¡Prepárense!” crackles over the loudspeakers as the ship noticeably increases its speed. Suddenly, a resounding CLANG reverberates through the bulkheads! An eerie silence settles over the ship as the engines go quiet, but soon you hear the ominous creak of strained metal and an odd whooshing and gurgling that you can’t immediately put a name to. “¡Abandonen la nave!” you hear echoing through the compartments briefly before the curses and expletives of the crew almost drown it out. This can’t be happening, but it is. You remember your safety brief and run to the closest lifeboat, double checking that your flotation vest is secure. You hop in and assist your shipmates in lowering it to the water and pushing away from the now severely listing hull of the Naiguatá. As you drift away from the ship, you catch a glimpse of your opponent in the cold moonlight. As it loiters in the middle distance you discern the hull markings – blue on white, just below a series of black marks on the slightly dented prow: RCGS Resolute.
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