The next morning at 8:00.

Yuan Yang, who was sitting at a height of 20,000 meters and was eating breakfast, casually stretched out his sinful finger and pressed a button in front of him.

In the cockpit of the cargo ship more than ten kilometers away, the high-speed operation indicator of the diesel engine automatically illuminated. At the same time, the gear lever pushed up violently under the sudden extra servo motor. The high-power diesel engine that had been operating at low speed in the engine compartment suddenly made a dull high-speed rotation sound in the dead silence like a ghost ship. After the rotation force was driven by the gears of the reducer, the brass propeller quickly turned through the spindle.

"Hi, what's going on?"

On the cruiser of the Soviet Navy Suvorov not far away, an officer looked blankly at the black smoke that began to emerge from the chimney of the cargo ship.

"Andre, what happened to you and why did you start?"

He grabbed the wireless phone and shouted inside.

However, there is no answer.

"Andre, Andre..."

He shouted anxiously, but there was no answer inside. Comrade Andre was tied up like a rice dumpling at this time, lying on the deck under the influence of the drunken agent. Of course, it was impossible to answer him. After discovering the abnormal situation, everyone, including the captain, gathered together.

"Send flags and light signals, contact the headquarters to ask if they have issued an order to drive the ship, and if they are not ordered to stop the ship immediately."

The captain said without hesitation.

The flag and light signals were all used, but there was no reply on the cargo ship, and the Fleet Command's reply came quickly, and no one had ever sent a command to the cargo ship to drive the ship.

And at this time it had slowly started to move.

Not only the Soviet fleet, but also the US fleet opposite were alarmed by this scene. On the two heavy cruisers opposite it, the turrets quickly turned, and the black muzzles aimed at the cargo ship. At the same time, the ship's flags, light signals, radio stations and even tweeters began to repeat warnings.

Then the distant Pentagon was also alarmed. McNamara, who had just started working, was instantly shocked and sweated coldly. He called the White House without hesitation. Kennedy, who had just walked into the office, stood up and immediately asked someone to prepare a car to go straight to the Pentagon. Then more and more American politicians were also alarmed by this terrible news. Then there were embassies of various countries, even major governments in major countries around the world, and countless politicians and generals were disrupted by the launch of this small cargo ship. Everyone realized that the time for showdown has come, and the time to determine the fate of mankind has come. Whether the planet will continue to flourish or go to destruction will be officially announced.

But……

But why doesn't one of the protagonists know?

In the Kremlin, He Tuzi, who was taking a nap due to jet lag, was woken up urgently and immediately became confused.

"Bastard, who gave the order, I'm going to shoot him!"

He growled angrily after waking up.

"Comrade Khrushchev, no one gave the order, it started it itself, Comrade Kasatonov was calling on the ship, but there was no response. He had ordered the Suvorov to intercept it, but because of the distance, he might not be able to grab the front."

Malinowski said.

"Stop it, you must stop it. Where is his helicopter, send the helicopter to board the ship, arrest the crew, and I want to shoot them!"

He Bazi roared.

"Quick, call Yang Feng."

Then he said again.

No matter what the situation is, the most important thing now is to keep the communication channels with Kennedy unobstructed, and Yang Feng is the best middleman.

In the Caribbean Sea, Kasatonov was preparing to board a helicopter on the Ukrainian aircraft carrier. Of course, his reaction would not be slower than Hetui. In fact, Hetui thought of everything Hetui thought of.

At this time, in addition to him, there were four Mi4 helicopters rotating propellers on the deck. A large number of fully armed Soviet soldiers were boarding the plane and preparing to board the cargo ship to capture the crew. What was going on at this time was basically guessed that the people on the ship must be too passionate and were too enthusiastic about their minds, and they took the initiative to open the ship to attack the American blockade. There were a lot of young and strong radicals within the Soviet army. The West Berlin incident made them generally dissatisfied, and the current strengthening of the Soviet Union also made them ambitious and full of the idea of ​​inserting the red flag into the world to liberate all mankind. They were not afraid of death. Life was just a number to them, but just a sacrifice on the altar of ideals. As long as they could realize their ideals, tens of millions or even hundreds of millions could be sacrificed.

Comrade Khrushchev's stability has long dissatisfied them and even disgusted them. In this way, just like the Japanese staff members back then, it is normal to force the senior management to make the decision they want.

However, he was not a young man who was passionately burned by life. He knew what this meant. He knew that the sacrifice of every life was the pain of more people. After experiencing the cruel and bloody World War II, he did not want to ignite the fuse of a nuclear war again, which would make the world destruction. As a senior Soviet army, he also knew very well how much strength there was between the two sides. Once a nuclear war really was to be fought, the Soviet Union would probably be the Soviet Union rather than the United States. After all, he knew very well how many nuclear bombs the Soviet Union could hit the United States.

"I hope God bless you!"

He crossed his chest with a hint of fear.

Indeed, he could only pray for God's blessing now, although as a veteran hong army soldier with a firm faith, it seemed a bit inappropriate for him to pray for God.

At this time, twenty kilometers away from him, the cargo ship was still moving forward, rushing straight towards the interception line drawn by the Americans. On each side, there was a cruiser on both sides that was slowly speeding up while slid forward. Because the start time was much later than it, and the turbine acceleration was slow, there was no hope of successful interception. At this time, the Soviet commander of this formation was constantly calling on the warning US ship, explaining to them that a special situation had occurred here, but it was obvious that the commander on the US warship opposite did not believe their explanation.

"They didn't give orders? Do they really think we are fools? Who can such a trick deceive?"

On the Enterprise nuclear-powered aircraft carrier, the commander of the Second Fleet of the US Navy said with a sneer.

"So what should we do?"

the chief of staff next to him asked.

“Is there no new order in the Pentagon?”

"No."

"Then order all ships to prepare. Once the cargo ship crosses the intercept line, they will fire immediately. I hope they are not really crazy this time!"

The commander said.

The commanders on the front line of the Soviet army were almost crying. Damn, why didn't anyone believe it to us? He knew that even if he was replaced, he wouldn't believe such a mentally retarded explanation. Who would believe that such a ridiculous thing would happen at this time?

"Order Suvorov to prepare for missiles."

He gritted his teeth and ordered.

"Do we really have to start a war?"

His chief of staff said tremblingly.

"No, once the interception fails and launches missiles at the cargo ship, I have experienced a war and I don't want to take hundreds of millions of lives to risk my life."

The commander gritted his teeth.

"but……"

The Chief of Staff asked a little more thoughtfully, reminding him that if he did this, he might have to go to the military court. After all, the cargo ship was carrying a special mission and the whole world was watching. No one knew whether Comrade Khrushchev would be furious, and then he was shot to death.

However, the commander also became entangled. If he did this, Comrade Khrushchev understood that his efforts would be fine. If he didn't understand, he might be dragged out to shoot the target.

"Prepare first, wait for my order!"

He then said.

The Chief of Staff gave a respectful salute and then sent an order to the Suvorov. In a triple-mounted Styx missile launch box on the starboard side of the latter, a Styx missile was immediately ready for launch, and the target was directly aimed at a cargo ship less than 500 meters away.

At this time, the latter was less than 500 meters away from the intercept line. On the other side was the Kutuzov, which was also chasing and intercepting. The three ships kept getting closer and were also constantly approaching the intercept line.

At this moment, the helicopter group led by Kasatonov also appeared, but because of the distance, it was obvious that he could not arrive before the cargo ship broke into the intercept line.

Fortunately, the commander of the US ship opposite also saw a problem. After all, if it was an act, the performance was too real, especially the two cruisers, who at their current speed are likely to collide with the cargo ship after breaking through the intercept line. Even if they suddenly turn, there is a risk of collision. What's more, with the speed and course of the cargo ship, even if they want to turn and leave at such a close situation, it is impossible to stop the ship, and it is useless to stop it. Inertia will still make it cross the intercept line.

This is purely a life-threatening thing, and the drama is not performed in this way.

He immediately reported this strange situation to the fleet commander. After receiving the report, the latter frowned. At this time, the Soviet Union was still explaining it through radio. His tone sounded extremely earnest and did not seem to be fake. But whether it was true or false, the order he received was to open fire as long as he entered the intercept line. So whether it would be fired now? It is possible that there would be a world war and the end of the world. Nuclear bombs of millions of tons kept landing on the land of the United States, such as New York, Washington, Chicago, etc., disappeared from then on, and hundreds of millions of lives turned into ashes. This...

This is really too difficult to make a decision.

“Don’t the Pentagon have new orders yet?”

He asked with a serious expression.

"No."

The Chief of Staff said.

How could the Pentagon react so quickly? Kennedy hadn't driven through the Potomac River yet, and McNamara himself dared not make other major decisions.

"What the hell are these bastards doing?"

The commander of the US fleet said with a frown.

"There is less than one hundred meters away from the intercept line!"

The chief of staff said with the phone.

"Fifty meters."

Then he said again. (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!