Chapter 641 The Escort Fleet Sets Sail! (The Third Update!)

At the Pentagon, White heaved a sigh of relief after hearing the news that Dana had returned.

There are no eternal enemies in this world, only eternal interests. As long as a person can bring benefits, he may become a friend.

Putting down the documents in his hand, he turned around and walked to the window, took out an old-fashioned mobile phone from his pocket, and dialed a number.

Two consecutive calls were automatically hung up. When the third call rang for just two seconds, the phone was connected, and then a joyful voice came from the other side:

"My dear Mr. White, you call me at this time, is there anything special?"

"Mr. Downey, I think you can give me more benefits, are you interested in cooperation?"

As soon as this sentence came out, a middle-aged man with a short haircut and a mustache on the other side of the phone was stunned, because he never thought that White would be so straightforward.

No, can you guys be more tactful in what you say and do.

Aren't you afraid of being caught by someone if you ask for benefits directly on the phone?

Americans love to eavesdrop so much, what if this call is eavesdropped?

Suppressing the doubts in his heart, he whispered:

"Why do you think I will give you more benefits?"

As soon as the question was asked, he heard the reply from the other party:

"Because you have a grudge against those restorationists! They finally sent a new president to power, and they will definitely try every means to gain benefits, but the stock of benefits is only so much, and the increase will not be too large. They will inevitably conflict with you in order to gain benefits."

"If there is a conflict, we can do business, that's all."

The straightforward words and simple demands made Donnie not know what to say. He wanted to curse a few words, but he didn't know where to start.

After thinking about it, he still said to the phone: "Let's find a place to talk."

"By the way, where will the three fires of the new president burn after taking office? Can you tell me?"

"Three fires?" White sneered, and then a more vicious laugh came from the phone.

"Our president's three fires can't be burned."

"Rumor has it that Russia helped Serbia transport a batch of missiles. According to public information, these missiles came from India."

"With these things, our president's idea of ​​putting pressure on Serbia in Europe and then controlling the entire Eastern European region has completely failed."

"There is no splash in the Middle East for the time being."

"As for East Asia, the situation is changing. Our president will never get involved in this treacherous place. In their eyes, it is better to deposit the money for the war in the bank to collect interest than to go out and fight."

"Except for these places, other places are child's play. There is no need to look at them."

Hearing this, Donnie also put away all his thoughts, told White an address, and hung up the phone.

Holding the phone, he silently recalled the words he had just heard. When he recalled that the war funds were deposited in the bank to earn interest, he felt a little weird.

I seem to have heard of this operation somewhere.

But I tried to recall it, but I couldn't think of it.

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Liancheng, Rhine Shipyard.

Lin Yuanpan looked at his tall and long-legged son in front of him, stood on tiptoe, patted his son on the shoulder, and warned:

"When you go to the Gulf of Aden this time, remember that the mission is to escort, not to do anything else. You can only take action when you watch the pirates and when the pirates hijack the ship."

"When negotiating with other merchant ships and warships of other countries, you must be careful, be careful and be careful."

"To be honest, there are not many smart people in our family. Only you are a little reliable. None of the younger ones below are reliable."

"So, when you go out this time, you must be careful, and you must go out safely and come back safely."

Facing his father's nagging, Lin Canghai's face wrinkled into a bitter gourd. He wanted to argue, but the old father's majesty in his memory was deeply rooted. If he wanted to resist, it would not be a matter of a day or a night.

In addition, the old man is old now, and he can't talk too much with the old man.

I could only force myself to stand there, resisting the urge to argue, and listen to the end.

However, Lin Yuanpan's words seemed endless, he could always find a topic to talk about, and then say a series of words.

After another exhortation, Lin Canghai covered his face with both hands, and said with despair:

"Dad, why have I never found you talking so much in the past few decades?"

"If you have time, you might as well go and keep an eye on those naval bases."

"Look at Xiaoyu's shipyard, the workers are working overtime and running at full capacity."

"At most in the second half of this year, I estimate that there will be several more ships entering the sea, and each of these ships must be equipped with sufficient level."

"But the problem now is that our personnel training cannot keep up with the speed of shipbuilding."

"If this news is released, those countries without ability will still be furious."

The word naval base also made Lin Yuanpan's idea of ​​continuing to nag disappear.

He let out a sigh of dejection, turned around, put his hands behind his back, and walked to the shore.

Watching his father leave, Lin Canghai finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He turned around, with a stern face, and looked at the sailors behind him:

"Comrades, this time we have been assigned the task of escorting in the Gulf of Aden, which is a multinational international operation."

"In addition, the situation there is not stable, so we must be careful when we go out this time."

Before he could continue his long speech, Long Hai poked his head out, put the whistle in his mouth, blew it hard, and shouted:

"Get on board!"

At the command, the crew members who had been to the Western Pacific for maritime affairs turned around and lined up in a neat team to board the ship.

After boarding the ship, the crew members did not rush into the cabin, but stood by the railing like sculptures, looking at the coast from afar.

And the whole ship, with the help of the tugboat, slowly left the berth and slowly entered the sea.

Looking at the ship going away, Lin Yuanpan turned his head and looked at Tong Hua who appeared behind him at some point, and asked with a smile:

"Professor Tong, I wonder when the remaining few ships will be completed?"

This simple question instantly made the smile on Tong Hua's face disappear.

The young professor closed the folder in his hand and began to look around, ready to find an opportunity to run away.

But there was no chance.

No one was watching them, and no one called him.

Uncomfortable.

After a long time, he searched for a reason in his mind, looked at Lin Yuanpan next to him and asked: "General Lin, are we a little too hasty?"

"Not urgent!" Lin Yuanpan shook his head gently, his old and gentle eyes cast on the dock in front, and replied with a smile:

"Strictly speaking, we are decades late, so everything now is not urgent."

"Moreover, if we want to catch up with others, we must work harder and do more than others. Only in this way can we catch up with others."

"And as the first test ship, Ship 101 originally needs to be tested continuously at sea, then improved, and then tested again at sea."

"Indian Ocean, Red The seawater in the East China Sea, the Mediterranean Sea, and the three regions with higher salt content, our ships sailing in these three places, the paint on the outside of the hull, and the structure of the hull itself will be subjected to severe tests. "

"Go there now and get some data back, which can not only train soldiers but also improve equipment. "

"This is a win-win situation!"

"Therefore, Professor Tong should focus more on shipbuilding and expand our navy as soon as possible."

After saying this, Lin Yuanpan seemed to have noticed Tong Hua's inner irritability, raised his hand and patted the other's shoulder, took the initiative to distance himself from Tong Hua, found a place to sit down, and stood still in the cold wind, looking at the dock.

The breakwater of Liancheng Port was already full of all kinds of people.

The only thing these people had in common was that they were carrying cameras and video cameras.

Their purpose was also very clear, to take pictures of ships.

The official announcement stated that the 101 ship would serve as an escort formation ship, and would go to the Gulf of Aden alone to perform escort missions in the Gulf of Aden.

The general rode out on horseback and rushed to the battlefield thousands of miles away, which was a matter of glory for the country.

We must give the departing general a lively farewell.

Today the weather is not too cold, and the dark clouds in the sky are not that thick, but there is still no sunshine.

With a sharp whistle, the unique bow of the 101 ship poked out of the cliff and appeared in front of everyone.

The gray-white paint, under the gloomy sky, did not feel gloomy, but instead had an indescribable atmosphere.

Or it is more appropriate to call it solemn.

The solemn atmosphere, combined with the generals who were going out to the army, was a perfect match made in heaven.

When the rapid-fire gun on the warship appeared in front of everyone, the people on the breakwater could no longer hold back, and directly lit the fireworks on the protective glass and left with the children.

xiu——

One after another, the fireworks rushed into the sky, exploding one beautiful flower after another under the gloomy sky.

The ships in the distance also saw the fireworks, followed by a rhythmic whistle. Even if the ship's whistle function was used, the tenacity in the sound could still be felt.

Fireworks exploded, and photographers on the breakwater frantically pressed the shutters in their hands, trying to record this moment.

Slowly, the big ship went away.

The satisfied cameramen put away the scaffolding, picked up the garbage on the ground, and carried the luggage that was almost half their own weight, and walked back with a chuckle.

On the 101 ship.

Lin Canghai stood by the window of the bridge, still waving gently at the breakwater in the distance.

While he was waving, Long Hai appeared in front of him with a document, handed it over, and explained:

"This is the task list just sent from Yanjing, take a look."

After saying that, Long Hai left without looking back, feeling like there was a tiger chasing him from behind.

His weird behavior naturally fell into Lin Canghai's eyes.

After carefully recalling for a long time, Lin Canghai still couldn't figure out what he did wrong to make this partner so scared.

If he couldn't figure it out, he decided not to think about it.

He grabbed the document with both hands and slowly spread it out. After reading the relevant content clearly, his face became very strange.

Because he needed to take a tour in the South China Sea before continuing to move westward.

As a captain for many years, Lin Canghai naturally knew the reason for doing so. He didn't say much, put away the mission book, and began to issue orders for the first sea trial.

"Target South China Sea, full speed ahead."

Vietnam, Da Nang.

Ruan Nanhai looked at the information in his hand and almost spit out a mouthful of blood.

He never understood what those people in Hanoi were thinking, and they actually made things difficult for him during the Chinese New Year.

Go to the Gulf of Aden for escort?

What a frigate.

Overseas escort is a major event voted on by the United Nations General Assembly.

Being able to support its own warships to cruise in distant waters for a long time is a symbol of a great power.

A country that cannot afford warships cannot participate in such international activities at all, and even if it reluctantly participates, it will only make a fool of itself.

America can escort overseas because America has enough naval bases, and England can borrow the naval base of America.

As for the others, they have connections.

Vietnam, what a frigate.

Wouldn't you let your soldiers go to rub other people's ships?

Psychopath.

He kept cursing in his heart, but when he saw the photo included in the file, he couldn't help but shout to the people present:

"We in Vietnam also want to build our own warships to make the whole world envious!"

As he shouted, the rest of the people looked to the side at the same time.

There is the wreckage of a ship.

Or rather, it cannot be called a wreckage, but the remnant after rusting.

It is a ship, an anti-aircraft gun destroyer.

It has never been adopted because of the high cost.

Now, hearing Ruan Nanhai's ambition, everyone looked at the high-speed gun destroyer.

Vietnam...

Probably can't make such a thing.

Seeing that the spirits of these people present were not very high, Ruan Nanhai had no choice but to announce the disbandment and then take the team out for fun.

Compared with the panic in Vietnam, the people in America were more panicked.

America, the White House.

Odebiao, who had just come back from a stroll, leaned back in his chair boredly and picked up the documents that had just been delivered.

Looking at the photos above, as well as the related text descriptions and announcements, he was a little restless.

Slapping the document on the table, he angrily questioned:

"Why are they going to escort the Gulf of Aden with one ship?"

"Can they handle it with one ship? They can't handle it..."

Halfway through his words, Odebiao was stunned again.

Because one ship is better than five.

Waving his hands irritably, he stood up and walked to the window, staring at the city outside the window in a daze in the continuous drizzle.

In the continuous drizzle, there were still some opposition parties supporting the Republican Party marching and demonstrating. There were not many people, and a few sparse people wandered aimlessly on the streets like zombies.

It was better to say that it was a few beggars begging for food than a protest march.

Looking at it, he suddenly asked the person behind him: "Have you heard a sentence?"

Behind him, Odebiao's exclusive staff heard this and looked up blankly: "Ah?"

A puzzled voice sounded, and the next second, the staff heard a quick flash of words.

It was neither English nor French.

"How can a man be depressed and live under others for a long time!"