Chapter 643 India: I’ll Follow! (Second Update!)

In the quiet restaurant, names were called one after another, and then one after another sat down. Each person who sat down meant a position.

Finally, when all the important people in the restaurant sat down, Odebiao raised his hands and pressed them to the people in the restaurant:

"Everyone, please stop standing. The food is good today. After dinner, we will hold an inaugural parade. After the parade, there will be a dance."

"There is a lot of work today. Everyone, cheer up."

The rest of the people whose names were not called sat down with smiles on their faces after hearing Odebiao's words.

The boss above them has been arranged. When the time comes, it should be the boss who arranges them, not the boss of the boss.

They are not qualified.

Because they all got what they wanted, the people present did not raise any opinions about the dishes on the table.

According to the inauguration process of the President of America, the dishes for this lunch are all from the hometowns of the President and Vice President.

Those special side dishes are the most delicious food in the world for the locals, but for others, they are poison.

After finishing the meal impatiently, the preparations for the presidential inauguration parade officially began.

The entire parade was prepared by the American Armed Forces and the Presidential Inaugural Committee.

After waiting for the relevant personnel to get on the bus, the president's motorcade began to move along Pennsylvania Avenue. Behind the motorcade were the American military honor guard, the Democratic Party's supporters group, the military band, and various floats.

The lively scene was transmitted to the world through the cameraman's lens.

Those who watched the broadcast this time also raised their hearts at this moment.

Because this means that the President of America has officially taken over power from Congress and is about to start their tiger-like operation.

Of course, it takes time for America to start their tiger-like operation, so the international attention is mainly focused on the Middle East.

There is no way, most of the world's oil is produced here, if there is a problem here, everyone will die.

Many people have their eyes on this place, among which India is the most lively.

There is no other reason, because the neighbor next door, the neighbor next door who never moves and doesn't like to go out, also sent a warship to the Gulf of Aden for escort.

With the idea that others can go, I can go too, India is very excited, especially the politicians in New Delhi.

For the plan in their hearts, they even left New Delhi and went to Visakhapatnam in the Bay of Bengal in the east.

Visakhapatnam, belonging to Andhra Pradesh, India, is a seaport in the Bay of Bengal in India. At the same time, it is also the largest city in Andhra Pradesh in terms of population and jurisdiction.

In 2004, there were about 1.8 million people, with a high literacy rate.

The reason why this place has a very high literacy rate is that it has India's largest military shipyard, Visakhapatnam Shipbuilding Center.

At the same time, India has two military airports here, Brail and Visakhapatnam, for naval aviation to take off and land.

This is also the headquarters of the Indian Eastern Navy Commander, whose combat forces are mainly composed of the Eastern Fleet, submarine forces, and naval aviation.

At the same time, in the Visakhapatnam Shipbuilding Center, Indian Prime Minister Rabimo was cursing at a group of naval generals and technical backbones of the shipyard:

"China can produce a 15,000-ton missile destroyer in one year. We also started construction in March 2003. It has been two years so far."

"I just want to ask, when will our destroyer numbered 15A be released?"

"Two years! Two years!"

Rabimo's voice was extremely high, and his saliva flew all over the faces of the naval generals and shipyard executives in front of him.

However, the people on the opposite side could only stand there and take it, without rebuttal or defense.

They could only stand there and spit in their faces.

Perhaps he was not satisfied with the scolding, so Rabimo simply picked up the documents on the table, walked into the crowd, and beat these people.

Fortunately, the documents were not heavy or thick, and only the folder outside had some weight. Although it crackled when it hit him, it did not hurt at all.

After he finished venting, the director of the shipyard carefully poked his head out and explained in a low voice:

"Mr. Rabimo, I can answer your questions about the 15A-class destroyer."

"First of all, we don't have the corresponding technology, and we need to make breakthroughs while building. Secondly, our design requirements have been changing."

"From the start of this project to now, in two years, we have received a total of 72 versions of requirements."

"That is to say, in less than two years, 24 months, we have received 72 versions of requirements, an average of three times a month, which means that we need to adjust our design requirements once every 10 days."

"It is precisely because of this that we have not even come up with a formal design drawing so far."

"If Mr. Rabimo really needs us to build 15A in the shortest time, then what we need to do most now is not a technological breakthrough."

"But to determine the specific parameter requirements of the destroyer!"

"After these are determined, we can match the technology according to the parameter requirements and then make breakthroughs."

"Mr. Rabimo, do you understand what I mean?"

This questioning tone made Rabbi Mo slowly turn around. He blinked his big eyes and thought carefully for a long time. Finally, he raised the folder in his hand and slapped the shipyard director on the head.

Then there was a roar to the sky: "I don't care what method you use, today is January 26, 2005."

"Today next year, that is, January 26, 2006, I will see the launch of the 15A-class destroyer. I have also thought about the name of this type of destroyer, and it will be called the Calcutta class."

"If you don't complete your work within this time point, then I will kill you."

"I do what I say!"

After scolding the shipyard director, Rabimo looked back at the admirals behind him, lowered his voice, and asked fiercely:

"I just need you to give me a definite answer now, that is, can we send warships and fleets to the Gulf of Aden to show our muscles and tell the world that we, India, have the fifth largest navy in the world."

The question raised in a cold voice made several naval admirals present look at each other. They licked their tongues and wanted to speak, but before they could speak, Rabimo's voice sounded again, and it was even colder:

"Don't whisper to me, you just need to tell me if we can send a fleet. It's that simple."

"At the same time, if we can send a fleet out, how much do we need to send."

"You need to give me the answer right now. If you can't give me the answer in half an hour, then you all should get out."

The voice was very cold and the threat was very clear.

Several naval generals stood there, looking at me and me, confused.

I wanted to say a few words, but due to the status of the guy in front of me, I could only swallow back all the words that came to my mouth.

When looking at each other, several naval admirals also saw the answer in their eyes.

So, they didn't waste time, and after a little eye contact, one of the older naval admirals was pushed out.

He looked at Rabbi Mo in front of him, then at himself, and finally spoke carefully:

"This time we go to the Gulf of Aden for escort, it is not a war, so what we can use are guided missile destroyers and frigates."

"So far, there are only three Delhi-class guided missile destroyers that can effectively demonstrate our country's military strength, namely INS Delhi, INS Mysore, and INS Mumbai."

"The Rajput-class guided missile destroyers are too backward and they can use them if they want to, but escorting the Gulf of Aden is meant to show off their muscles. If they don't bring the most advanced equipment, they cannot meet the strategic requirement of showing off their muscles."

"So, in terms of destroyers, I only recommend choosing among the three Delhi-class destroyers."

"As for frigates, if you want to be safe, then send Brahmatra-class frigates. You don't need more, just two."

"If you want to show your strength, then put down the Shivalik-class frigate that we launched in April 2003."

"Although this ship has not passed complete sea trials, it is the top craftsmanship of our shipyard."

"China's destroyers can go to the Central Pacific region during the first sea trial, and dare to send escorts to the Gulf of Aden in the second sea trial. Then we can also learn from them."

"When our new ship arrives in the Gulf of Aden, it will definitely scare many people, especially Pakistan next door."

"The fleet responsible for cruising, I suggest two destroyers and two frigates, and then one destroyer and one frigate form a formation, and the two formations alternate in cycles."

“It’s about flexing our muscles to other people to the maximum extent possible.”

"With four ships, you need a supply ship."

"In terms of supply ships, I recommend sending our Jody comprehensive supply ship."

"With five ships, you can basically go sideways in the Gulf of Aden!"

"After flexing their muscles, the soldiers on these five ships will have enough navigation experience and can be regarded as elite soldiers."

The admiral's suggestion made Rabbi Mo very happy.

As Prime Minister, after he took office, India was in chaos, and things happened everywhere.

There is no place to divert attention.

It is precisely because of this that his public approval rating is gradually declining, very steadily.

He desperately needs a place to divert his attention, and a point to make himself look very useful.

Otherwise, if the current situation continues to develop, in the next round of elections, that is, the 2009 election, his own Congress Party will definitely get out and hand over the Prime Minister's seat to the People's Party.

This is absolutely not allowed!

After pondering for a long time, Rabimo looked back at the naval general in front of him and said coldly:

"I agree with your suggestion, two Delhi-class guided missile destroyers, two Brahmatra-class frigates, plus our integrated supply ship Jodi, a total of five ships."

"I will give you 20 days to mobilize. According to international news, in 20 days, China's guided missile destroyer will pass through the southern waters of Sri Lanka."

"I need you five ships. Follow that ship closely. Wherever that ship goes, you will go."

"Some time ago, they were fighting America's fleet and the Japanese fleet in the Pacific. Now, the roles are reversed. Our fleet should fight their fleet."

"I want them to have a taste of this!"

The more Rabimo spoke, the more resentful he became, and his face became distorted with his words, like a lizard.

Listening to his words, several naval commanders could only sigh in resignation.

There was no way, because he was the boss?

Several people looked at each other, and then nodded in unison, accepting the order.

Seeing these people bowing their heads, Rabimo became extremely relaxed. He put his hands behind his back and slowly walked to the window of the office.

About two or three kilometers outside the window, there was an endless sea. Because it was located in the Bay of Bengal, it was supported by the continental shelf around, so the wind and waves were not very big.

In addition, it was located in the tropics and subtropics, without the cold of winter, only the sunshine.

Seagulls soared in the sky, and from time to time they fell like missiles, grabbed a fish from the water, and then flapped their wings happily.

And on the land farther away, there were busy towns and busy people. Because of the distance, these people looked like small dots, just like sesame seeds.

After staring at these for a while, Rabimo suddenly turned around and said to the naval commanders:

"In this operation, India must show its muscles. If you fail to show it, you may die."

After saying these words, he walked past the naval commanders, turned around and walked out of the room, and disappeared into the corridor.

Watching him leave, the naval commanders who stayed in place finally breathed a sigh of relief, but as soon as they breathed a sigh of relief, another breath of air was raised immediately.

Several people looked at each other, and then a younger naval commander whispered:

"Can our ships guarantee that they can reach the Gulf of Aden?"

As soon as this was said, everyone present was silent.

In the deathly silence, the naval commanders cast their eyes on the people in the shipyard.

The meaning in their eyes was very clear, can they?

Receiving their gazes, the people in the shipyard spread their hands and started to play dead directly.

However, under the pressure of several naval generals, the director of the Visakhapatnam Shipyard stood up and said with a smile:

"Generals, it's okay. You use those ships every day, so you must have done the daily maintenance. It's just escorting in the Gulf of Aden, not fighting. It's not that scary."

"And the Prime Minister only gave 20 days. In 20 days, at most, you can add some oil, and you can't even do an inspection."

"It's okay!"

Under his careless comfort, several naval generals were relieved, patted the shipyard director on the shoulder, turned around and followed him out of the office.

Go to their respective work.

A day and a half later, a fleet consisting of two destroyers, two frigates, and a comprehensive supply ship hurriedly set off from the Visakhapatnam Naval Base and headed for southern Sri Lanka.