Chapter 111 The South Asian Subcontinent
"His Excellency, there is bad news."
In his study, Lord Mountbatten said straight to the point.
"Oh? I'm never afraid of bad news."
Yang Feng said with a smile.
"The Soviets have completed the restoration of the aircraft carrier Zeppelin and have been renamed Moscow. They are now under trial voyage. It is said that they are testing the take-off and landing of carrier-based aircraft. The aircraft is temporarily modified with the latest land-based La 9. In addition, according to the information we have obtained, two new heavy aircraft carriers amplified by Zeppelin have also begun laying keels in the Baltic shipyard, with a displacement of more than 40,000 tons. The name should be based on the cancelled Soviet class."
Mountbatton said with a serious look on his face.
This is indeed bad news, it is very bad news for both the British and the Americans.
But for Yang Feng, it is good news.
"This is indeed bad news. Stalin's ambitions have been unconcealed. It is simply crazy to build three aircraft carriers at once! What does he want to do?"
Yang Feng said with anger.
"So when will my aircraft carrier be completed?"
He asked immediately afterwards.
"The shipyard is being built at full speed and is expected to join your fleet in the middle of next year. If you need new fighters, Hawke can provide you with a batch of sea rage that absolutely exceeds pirates and is enough to deal with the Soviets' carrier-based aircraft."
Mountbatten said that the construction progress should be said to be almost at wartime, and it is obvious that the British government can't wait to hope that Yang Feng can help them send the Moscow to the bottom of the sea.
"Don't you have jet carrier-based aircraft?"
Yang Feng said in confusion.
"No, at present, we have only used land-based vampires to conduct aircraft carrier take-off and landing tests. The Navy wants to develop a carrier-based aircraft based on this kind of fighter, but it is difficult to complete in a short period of time. To truly use jet fighter on aircraft carriers, it must be catapulted. Now only the latest hydraulic catapult developed by the United States, which can be done as you require to be equipped on the Kunlun aircraft carrier."
Mountbatten said.
Kunlun is the Centaur class that Yang Feng ordered in Britain. Because it must have the ability to take off and land jet fighters, it is equipped with the latest hydraulic catapult developed by the United States, just like other Centaur class.
Due to budget issues, the British themselves were half-stagnant in construction, but what Yang Feng wanted was building day and night.
"Then I'll sell me another batch of land-based jet fighters, just vampires, thirty-six in the number."
Yang Feng had long been thinking about getting a jet fighter, so he happened to get it by taking this opportunity. Although vampires are not a good plane, it is enough to train pilots and allow his subordinates to adapt to jet fighter jets.
“No problem.”
Mountbatton said hurriedly that such a small thing is not worth mentioning, and De Havilland will be happy to accept such an order.
"Also, I heard that the Labor government was preparing to sell Nean engines to the Soviet Union?"
Then Yang Feng asked with a serious look on his face.
"Congress is discussing, and no decision has been made yet, but we will do our best to stop it."
Mountbatten said a little embarrassedly.
"I have to say that the voters of your country are really a little confused. They don't lead them to victory heroes, but instead give a sheer socialist the position of prime minister. Why? Just to give higher welfare to the workers? Then why don't they directly choose the Soviets, shoot all the capitalists, and then have a redistribution of social wealth? Then they get more."
Yang Feng said indignantly.
Lord Mountbatten did not speak, and in fact he did not like Attlee, but as the governor of Britain in India, he could not criticize the prime minister of his country to a foreign head.
Of course, whether to sell the Nion engine or not is not something that Yang Feng is very concerned about. The technical content of the jet engine at this time was not very high. Even without Nion, the Soviets who had almost the full set of Prussian jet engine technology could still develop their own jet engines.
Besides, centrifugal style is a dead end, and axial flow style is the king. If you work hard and show your determination not to be afraid of death, maybe Comrade Stalin can get the MiG19 out in advance.
Come on, Joseph!
After silently blessing Comrade Stalin, Yang Feng immediately put aside this topic. He came to Mountbatten for this purpose.
"Lord, are you interested in doing a good business? Don't get me wrong. I'm not talking about official business, but a good business between us. A very good business that can bring us a steady stream of wealth in the future!"
He said mysteriously.
“No one will reject wealth.”
Mountbatten said with a smile.
"I know an oil field, a large oil field, which is located in Assam. Although there are already a few small oil wells there, I just pierced a few holes in the dam of the Fortune Reservoir. But I know where the gate for water release is."
Yang Feng said.
Mountbatten's eyelids immediately jumped.
"Lord, we are friends, of course we have to share among good friends, for example, you, like Count Clement, but not everyone is qualified to be invited to our banquet. I don't think those untouchables who are about to be appointed because of His Majesty the King's gift are also qualified to sit on our common table."
Yang Feng said.
"Your Excellency, we cannot bypass them. After all, after the establishment, they are the masters of this country."
Mountbatten reminded him that such things cannot be left out of the future Indian government. It is no longer the colonial era. Any British capitalist can do whatever he wants in the colony.
"So, we can only take another way. Are you willing to deal with a national government with a population of hundreds of millions in this situation, or are you willing to deal with a national government with a population of only a few million? You should know that the former is always qualified to ask for more things, and they also have more mouths to support. Maybe one day they will think that this oil field should belong to them."
Yang Feng said.
"But a country with a population of several million cannot withstand the invasion of a country with a population of hundreds of millions."
Mountbatten reminded him again that even if he split Assam out now, he would not be able to stop Tianzhu from retaking it back under the temptation of the oil field, and this situation would inevitably happen.
"But there are always justice and justice in this world. When one country bullies the weak and invades another country, isn't there a just country that stands up to help the weak?"
Yang Feng said.
"Well, Mr. Head, it's time for us to talk about the equity ratio and the expected reserves of this oil field."
Mountbatten said with satisfaction.
Chapter completed!