blackstone code

Chapter 1581 Declaring War
"This is...the port management office. We are looking for the transport ship numbered... from Nagalil, the destination of the federation. Please call back."

Every 15 minutes, the port radio station will transmit the above information again, and the ships entering and leaving the port will generally relay it.

It's not some kind of rule written down on paper, it's an established convention.

Today they will forward these radio messages, and if one day they have some trouble, others will also relay these radio messages.

But no matter what, no one answered, and no one conveyed the reply.

"It's been a whole day later than expected. There's no reason. There's no news at all. Something must have happened that we don't know." The commissioner of the joint development company sighed after coming out of the radio station.

It was originally just a very ordinary transportation, but the scale was a little bigger, no one would think that... anything would go wrong.

After all, there are still warships following them. Even if they encounter pirates, those pirates will not trouble the Federation's transport team with a bad mind.

Not to mention, those freighters were all marked with the logo of the joint development company, and the flag of the joint development company was also hoisted.

If someone really dares to attack it, then these people must be mentally prepared to accept fierce revenge from the most powerful group of people in the Federation!
People firmly believe in this, and there will be no accidents, but unfortunately, accidents happen.

After missing for 24 hours, Nagalil and the Federation began to send ships to look for it.

It takes at most four days to get here from the Federation. Even if they deviate from the course, one day is enough for them to correct it.

The commissioner glanced at the gradually blackening sky and sighed deeply.

If something goes wrong with this shipment, it will be a nightmare!
Even at this time, the commissioner hoped that the transport team was hijacked. As long as the transport team itself did not suffer any losses, it would not matter to pay some money.

In the future, I can slowly regain face, and it is more important to start work.

The materials organized this time are enough for the production of many factories in Nagalil for three to half a year. If these raw materials are lost, in addition to the loss of wealth, it will take a lot of time to get a batch of such raw materials again. .

Like some compounds, or some rare mineral extracts, these materials have a long production cycle, or the extraction success rate is not so stable, and they cannot be produced in two or three days.

The time wasted is the most troublesome thing.

The commissioner, who hadn't eaten for a day, touched his hungry and aching stomach, and walked dejectedly towards a small restaurant near the port.

I ordered something casually, and when I was thinking about filling my stomach, someone suddenly ran over in a hurry.

"Your Excellency Commissioner, someone responded to the radio inquiry just now. They said that they encountered local thunderstorms and delayed the time. They will be able to enter the port in about an hour. I hope we can free up some berths for them. Some ships have been injured."

The person who came running was panting, the commissioner was taken aback for a moment, and then the expression on his face changed from frustration to surprise!
As long as these ships come over, even if they suffer a little injury or lose a little cargo, at least most of the raw materials will be fine, and his butt will be stable!

He ate the things on the plate in two or three bites, dropped two dollars, didn't even ask for change, got up and ran towards the berth.

In summer, strong convection over the ocean occurs frequently, and thunderstorms in some uncertain areas are actually quite normal.

In this era, there are no weather satellites or more advanced means, and everyone is not clear about what happens on the ocean.

But no matter what, it's good to be able to enter the port safely.

Since the transport team belongs to the United Development Company, and the United Development Company is the actual ruler of Nagalil, the port soon cleared some berths for the fleet that is about to enter the port.

In addition, some ambulances came, and many boatmen were also called in, planning to repair the transport ship overnight.

Not only do they have to ship things over, there are still many parts and production materials in the warehouse at the port that need to be sent to the Federation.

After more than 40 minutes, the sky was almost completely dark, and the lights of the port tower could not reach farther.

Compared with exploring the sea, the tower is actually more valuable for pointing out the direction of ships in the dark.

In the extreme distance, some black shadows appeared on the sea level. Looking at these black shadows, the commissioner finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The radio station also received the communication, preparing to enter the port.

Considering that some ships were damaged, the commissioner also deliberately let some tow boats meet them, and if necessary, they could help some ships that lost or lost power to enter the port.

Those black shadows were getting closer, but gradually, the commissioner faintly felt something was wrong.

He had seen these dropships more than once.

He is very clear about the appearance of these transport ships, it is definitely not the appearance of these black silhouettes!
"Have someone turn on all the searchlights and notify the local garrison..."

All the lights on the port suddenly lit up, and the fleets that had entered the port also revealed their true colors!
That was not the transport ship of the United Development Company, but... a warship, a warship from a strange country that had never been seen before!

At this time, there is only one thought in everyone's mind that makes them feel ridiculous and terrified—fucking enemy attack!

The moment the commissioner turned around, he was lifted up by a huge force. He was spinning in the air, and there was no expression on his stiff face.

Immediately afterwards, he fell heavily to the ground, and there was no more movement!

The fleet entering the port began to bombard the surrounding lighting equipment and buildings further away, and the entire port fell into crying and screaming in an instant.

A large number of landing ships coming quickly from a distance began to land around, and a large number of soldiers were sent to the land of Nagalil!

Ten minutes later, the communication between Mr. Truman and some foreign friends was interrupted. He walked into the office, where almost all the generals on duty of the Ministry of Defense were there.

He sat on a chair and looked at these people solemnly, "What happened?"

The lieutenant general on duty of the Ministry of National Defense pursed his lips, "Mr. President, we suspect that Penteio's fleet attacked the port of Nagalil and landed, just now..."

In the next second, Mr. Truman stood up suddenly, and he looked at the civilian lieutenant general of the Ministry of Defense in disbelief, with a grim expression on his face.

Undeclared war!

Mr. Truman is actually more aware of the importance of Nagalil than other government officials. Many government officials have a very stupid view. They think that the value of Nagalil is to provide cheap labor and low-end markets for capitalists. .

They couldn't see it at all, or chose not to see it, it was a huge factory with a population of [-] million people!

In addition, there are abundant mineral resources and large reserves of oil!

Nagalil does not allow any accidents!
Once Nagalil falls, all walks of life in the Federation will be affected and impacted immediately.

I thought Peng Jieao would definitely declare war in advance if he wanted to use force, but it seems that he overestimated them!

This is also an empirical mistake made by Mr. Truman. He instinctively believes that such a powerful country must at least have a little face...

At this moment, someone knocked on the door of the office suddenly. It was Mr. Truman's adjutant, and his expression was a little anxious.

"Mr. President, the capital of Mariro and the cities we occupy have been shelled to varying degrees, and some military depots have also been attacked by the enemy..."

While talking, another person ran over, it was a secretary of the presidential palace.

The secretary was slightly taken aback, and quickly said, "Mr. President, News [-]..."

Mr. Truman immediately asked someone to turn on the TV, and Channel [-] of the Federal Television was broadcasting an urgent news.

Several well-dressed gentlemen appeared on the TV screen, and the guy standing in the middle was reading a document, and it was read to the end.

"...I am entrusted by the Emperor of the Penteio Empire to announce His Majesty's decision once again."

"From now on, the Penteo Empire and its vassal states officially declare war on the Baylor Federation!"

In the next second, countless flashes were lit, and the reporters frantically tried to put the microphone into the man's mouth, and the scene was in chaos.

Mr. Truman had already sat back in his chair, resting his hands on the table and resting his chin, "They were ready early in the morning."

"Everything happened at about the same time, it was premeditated."

He has calmed down.

These things have already happened, it is meaningless to be angry and slap the table.

He looked at the lieutenant general on duty, "Notify all the military generals in Bupain that we need a meeting." After the people from the Ministry of Defense left, he looked at his assistant again, "Notify Congress, from immediately Since then, the Federation has entered a state of full-scale war, and I need their authorization!"

In fact, without congressional authorization, the president can also decide that the country enters a full-scale state of war.

But... To put it bluntly, this thing is a process. If you give Congress a little face, they will make trouble later and save a little trouble.

Process justice (correctness) has always been the highest political norm in the Federation, and it does no good to undermine it.

The assistant then ran away, and his eyes fell on the little secretary again, "Notify the media, the TV station, I'm going to hold a national televised speech..."

Soon the news about the Penteo Empire declaring war on the Federation spread rapidly, and almost all the diplomatic ambassadors who had an embassy in Bupain called to ask if it was true.

The whole country seemed to pause at this moment, and people took to the streets, talking about the war and the future with some anxiety.

At [-]:[-] in the evening, Mr. Truman appeared on the TV. His expression was never more serious than before!

(End of this chapter)