One thousand and sixty one war
Chen Xing returned from Jinfen Port, supplies and fuel were delivered one after another, and the naval base became busy.
After the call-up order was issued, the sailors who went out to seek a living flew back to the ship like birds returning to their nests.
The originally deserted deck became extremely lively. Sailors and maintenance workers worked together to inspect the steamer, wipe the gun barrels, apply engine oil, and debug the equipment. The old fleet, which had been dormant for many years, took on a new lease of life, as if it came alive overnight.
A small black dot appeared in the clear sky.
The small black dot gradually enlarged, and the outline gradually became clearer, including broad and powerful bat wings, a strong body, two ferocious lion heads, and a scorpion tail emitting red light.
Two heroic figures sat on the lion's back, their war skirts fluttering in the wind in the high-speed airflow, making a hunting sound.
The flying lion retracted its bat wings and swooped down. The clouds and mist parted, gradually revealing the half-moon-shaped naval base.
Two huge heavy cruisers were docked in the deep-water port. The huge hulls were like islands, and sailors and workers were as busy as ant colonies.
Smaller frigates and destroyers leave the port and patrol offshore.
"Your Excellency, are you on the flagship or at the palace in Nice?" Bai Yefenghua, who was sitting in the back, looked at the gray castle in the center of the city.
"He's already waiting for us."
Lacey pointed to a spot on the coastal cliff, and the corners of her mouth curled up unconsciously.
Viewed from a high altitude, although there is only a sudden white dot, if you look carefully, you can see that it is a dining table and rattan chairs covered with white cloth.
"Let's go down."
Lacey patted the big head in front of her, and the two-headed manticore roared, retracted its bat wings and swooped down.
As a strong wind blew by, the flying lion landed steadily on the cliff.
"Thank you for your hard work." Chen Xing got up from the wicker chair and greeted the two eldest princesses.
"I have seen you, sir!" Bai Yefenghua was about to kneel down to salute when Chen Xing helped him up.
"We are all family members, and there are no outsiders here, so there is no need to be polite." Chen Xing said in a gentle tone, with a warm smile on his face.
Although in the eyes of the two women, they are both a bit pretentious, they still have to go through the whole show to see through it.
The superior said there is no need to be polite. Don't think it is true. It is just polite.
Lacey bit her lower lip bitterly, then closed her eyes and whispered, "I have met you, sir." She knelt down.
"Oh, you are one of our own, so there is no need to be polite." Chen Xing supported Lacey. The latter cursed secretly in her heart. If she dared to show any slightness, there would be only endless punishment waiting for her.
Then, Chen Xing personally pulled out the wicker chairs for the two women and helped them sit down respectively.
On the table are several exquisite pastries, baked biscuits, and juices squeezed from various fruits.
Chen Xing was not in a hurry to ask about the situation and poured juice for the two women respectively.
"It's been a long journey, thank you both for your hard work." Chen Xing tried his best to look sincere. The way of serving as a subordinate is to give both kindness and power, and you should be polite to senior management and give each other enough face.
But all this must be established under a "clearly hierarchical" system. The authority of the Lion King must not be violated.
Bai Yefenghua has always been obedient, but only superficially, let alone Lacey. He bets that as long as there is a chance, the other party will still step on his head.
People's hearts are separated from each other, and he can't control other people's thoughts. He only needs to obey orders and not affect the situation of the battle.
The two women sat down, drank some juice and ate some pastries. After taking a full rest, Chen Xing asked them about the status of the mission.
"I have informed the legends and great lords of the Northern Alliance who are good at aerial combat."
"Father, Dongfang Xuanyuan, Bronze Hammer Grantham, and Takijian Xier will arrive at the Nice Palace tomorrow."
"Hydra cannot go into the deep sea and can only help defend itself along the coast."
"There are also six other great lords who are good at aerial combat. They will also come together." Lacey reported.
"Is this all there are?" Chen Xing asked disappointedly. What they had to face was the entire kingdom navy of Sha Kingdom and Qing Kingdom, and there must be many strong men among them.
"The Silver Claw Guards' mercury flying eagle and Delise's storm butterfly are both powerful aerial combat spirits."
"It's a pity..." Lacey did not finish the second half of the sentence, but how could Chen Xing not understand that he had killed these two people, so he was the culprit for the lack of strength in today's air combat.
"No more talking about this." Chen Xing skipped the topic and looked at Bai Yefenghua, "What about the situation of the Air Force?"
"Originally we had three squadrons and more than 30 fighter planes, but we had no funds for more than a year. In order to maintain the daily maintenance expenses of the air force, some of the fighter planes were sold to several principalities and became private collections."
"Currently there is only one squadron that can still participate in the war. I have asked them to activate the coastal air base in the Principality of Nice, but their ammunition is only enough for two attacks." Bai Ye Fenghua reported.
"That's all we have?" Chen Xing rubbed his brows.
Bai Yefenghua and Lacey looked at each other, lowered their heads and said, "That's all."
Chen Xing turned his head and looked at the naval base below the cliff. From a distance, he saw the rusty and old fleet, and he couldn't help but sigh.
After a moment of silence, his eyes returned to the two women, put his hands on the table, and asked seriously, "What do you think is the chance of winning this time going to sea?"
"The odds are against us," Lacey said, "but we have no choice."
"If we cannot open the shipping routes, we will encounter a food crisis within six months at the latest."
Having said this, Lacey glanced at Bai Yefenghua and transferred the topic.
"In addition, by gaining control of the sea, we can transport troops to the eastern wilderness by sea."
"At that time, the north-south attack will defeat Saudi Arabia's eastern defense line and create an opportunity for a decisive battle with Saudi Arabia."
"So what you are saying is..." Chen Xing muttered, "Winning or losing, this naval battle must be fought."
The two women nodded.
"Um……"
After thinking for a moment, Chen Xing slapped the table and said, "Okay, then let's fight!"
Two days later, two heavy cruisers slowly sailed out of the port.
"Divided into two fleet battle groups, ten nautical miles apart, they echo each other."
The flagship separated, leading the frigates and destroyers in different directions.
Bai Yefenghua and Lacey each command a battle group.
Between the two large fleets, a space crack opened on the sea, and a rusty steel ship slowly sailed out.
The ship is huge in shape, only one size smaller than the heavy cruiser. The shape is a bit weird, with pipes of different sizes and no steel plates of uniform specifications. They are scattered horizontally and vertically, like something pieced together.
Garbage battleship!
A battleship built by the lonely, all-powerful Junk King.
Although it looks like it's pieced together and could fall apart at any time, its performance is very reliable.
There is a huge cannon on the bow of the ship, with the barrel pointing ferociously into the sky, hydraulic lines, turbines, and energy tanks. It is not a cannon in the traditional sense. It has a full sense of patchwork and a strong sense of future technology.
Chen Xing stood on the bow of the ship, facing the wind. Behind him, a tin rocket with a cigar skull and graffiti was slowly rising into the sky.
Chapter completed!