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By an unexpected turn of events, Zuma found himself nose-to-nose with Ella, while Abby and Patch shared a similar awkward moment, causing all four of them to blush. Oddly enough, Chase was nowhere to be seen.

"I'm sorry," the person responsible for the commotion intervened as he removed the cart that had caused the mishap, revealing Chase squished between the cart and the wall.

"How did this happen?" Abby inquired.

"I forgot to lock the wheels," the individual confessed frantically.

"Release him, Abby," Chase interjected, regaining composure. "I know you made similar mistakes when you were a rookie, like that one time when you..."

"Okay, enough," Abby interrupted, dismissing the person involved.

Exiting the elevator, they entered a room equipped with 100 seats and a large white screen.

"I don't see a projector," remarked Chase. "Is it camouflaged?"

"No," Abby explained as she pawed at her seat, causing the screen to illuminate. "We're experimenting with nanotechnology to replicate the human eye across every millimeter of the screen."

"So, there's an eye per millimeter?" Ella asked, puzzled.

"No, there are two," Abby clarified.

"So, this resolution is..." Chase began but halted as the movie commenced. Once it started playing, he concluded, "Normal."

"The movie's resolution isn't that great," Abby explained. "Cameras also have top resolutions, typically around 1080 pixels in newer versions. This movie is quite old, with average quality."

"After the movie," Patch started, "I've been curious since we raised the flag. What does the British flag signify on the boat?"

"Although we're part of the Canadian navy," Abby began, "we're still affiliated with the British navy due to a collaboration that led to this ship's repairs."

"So, if Britain and Canada both seek your aid, who do you assist?" Ella inquired.

"Canada financed 75% of the repairs, making us affiliated with the Canadian ensign instead of the British one," Abby explained, clearing the confusion.

A bell chimed on the deck, signaling Abby to rally everyone for the night call. They lined up as the crew commenced singing the British National Anthem.

After the night roll call, Abby delegated ship control to the night captain and readied preparations to welcome the HMS Firebird the next morning.

"What ship is the HMS Firebird?" Chase queried.

"That one over there," Abby pointed out, "and let me guess, it's arriving with a companion," Patch deduced.

"Yes!" Abby confirmed happily. "The HMCS Adventure is joining, along with the USS Good Way, an Aircraft Carrier that will transport you to Cruella's hiding place. But first, a good night's sleep."

Patch caught Abby's signal and pulled Chase aside to share something, while Abby guided Ella. Patch revealed his plan to help Zuma confess his feelings for Ella.

"Zuma," Patch began, "do you like Ella?"

The unexpected question caught Zuma off guard. Attempting to flee, he found himself subdued by Chase, who intervened. "Come on, tell me," urged Patch. "I promise not to tell anyone."

"Fine," Zuma relented. "Only if you tell me who you like."

Patch hesitated but then admitted, "I like Abby, but please don't tell her."

"Ah," Zuma responded, surprised that Patch didn't deny liking someone. "Yes, I like Ella. Wasn't it obvious in the elevator?"

"I want to help you build a relationship with Ella," Patch said. "I want you to ask her out."

"Fine, I'll do it tomorrow."

Chase released Zuma, having long reconciled himself to the idea that love might conflict with his role as a police officer. He settled for a solitary moment of contemplation.

At 5 A.M., Chase woke up, realizing Zuma wasn't around. Assuming Zuma went to meditate, he sought Ella's company.

"Ella, could you come?" whispered Zuma, ensuring they wouldn't disturb Abby. Walking across the deck to watch the sunrise, Zuma pondered the ships Abby had mentioned.

"Ella," Zuma began, "I've been thinking and remembering..."

At that moment, Patch, having heard Zuma's voice but not Ella's, burst through the open back entrance, intending to invite Zuma for a pre-breakfast meal with Chase. However, seeing Ella, he froze, realized the situation, and silently retreated. Accidentally bumping into Abby and Chase, who were walking distractedly, he attempted to back off unnoticed but was spotted.

"Hey Patch..." Abby began.

"Shh," Patch interrupted.

"And I thought you might consider being my…"

*Bell Rings Loud*

"Oh bother, the ships are here," Abby exclaimed as she rushed to the bridge, passing by Zuma and Ella, unintentionally disrupting their moment.

Deciding to make amends, Patch joined Abby. Pondering Horace and Jasper's return despite having opened their fashion store in London, Patch came up with an idea and called Thunderbolt, who was having breakfast.

"Hello, Thunderbolt here," greeted a voice in Patch's collar after a few seconds.

"Hello, Thunderbolt," said Patch.

"Squeaky Toy!" Thunderbolt exclaimed in a delighted tone. "How are you?"

"I'm fine, and you?" Patch responded, recalling the good old days.

"I'm an honored guest at the White House after providing information about Cruella to the president," Thunderbolt proudly shared.

"You were the one who found the first dog, right?" Patch asked, impressed.

"Precisely," Thunderbolt confirmed. "Why do you call?"

"I was hoping you could visit this port," Patch said. "I have a feeling I'll need your help with something related to London."

"Count on me," Thunderbolt agreed before ending the call.

Patch then dialed Pongo.

"Hello?" Pongo answered.

"Dad!" exclaimed Patch.

"Patch!" Pongo responded joyously.

"Dad, I need to know where Jasper and Horace were two days ago," Patch inquired.

"They were delivering a load of wool for Nanny to knit everyone a coat, as winter is coming,"

"We're heading to the Aircraft Carrier to meet Thunderbolt," Patch announced, adding, "After that, we'll parachute towards Cruella's hiding spot."

Upon arriving at the carrier, a helicopter landed, and Thunderbolt disembarked. They exchanged greetings and donned their uniforms. The uniforms were plain green, each equipped with a parachute, an M1 grand, an MP-40, a Luger, and ammunition. Abby and Thunderbolt wore white uniforms, while some other sailors sported dark blue. Abby then contacted the Captain of the HMCS Firebird, instructing him to fire the cannons at Cruella's hideout upon her command.

They all boarded a C-47 plane with folded wings, which caused concern for Chase. Although not an expert in aviation, he knew that a plane needed its wings extended to fly. He voiced his worry to Abby, but she brushed it off. As the plane accelerated and approached the end of the carrier's runway, the wings began to expand. Chase's fear shifted from the wings failing to extend to the concern of the wings hitting the Aircraft Carrier's command center. However, as the wings successfully unfolded and the plane took off, Chase relaxed slightly, albeit still anxious, especially as they drew closer to Cruella's location.

"We are nearing our landing zone. Please adjust your parachutes and prepare to jump," the announcement sounded as they readied themselves for the leap. Just then, they received a call from Marshall.

"Guys, we're entering. Are you in position?" Marshall inquired urgently.

"We're almost there," Chase shouted over the propellers' noise.

Boom

"Flak!" yelled the first sailor poised to jump.

Boom

"There's a lot of it," Chase remarked bitterly as the explosions increased in frequency. Without hesitation, he leaped out into the unknown.