Admiral, Hello

When Missouri took the three ship maidens to retaliate against the Seventh Fleet, Xiao Yuhang could not sleep in the hospital tossing and turning.

Of course, don't get me wrong, this is not because of two beautiful beauties lying on the bedside.

It was because the effects of the anesthetics and nerve depressants for the operation had passed, and the entire shoulder was desperately transmitting pain signals to the brain, and it was so painful that I couldn't sleep.

"His... Ah..."

Xiao Yuhang couldn't help but let out a slight painful cry.

Because he knew that it was late at night, Akagi and Richelieu had been busy all afternoon for themselves. Finally, they can rest at ease for a while at night, and they can't disturb their rest because of themselves. It's just a mere pain, just forbearance.

However, he found that he still underestimated the care of the ship ladies.

"Anata, has the effect of the medicine passed?" Akagi rubbed his eyes and straightened up, asking his admiral on the hospital bed.

"It's okay, Chicheng, go to sleep. You are so tired in the afternoon, take a good rest in the evening." Xiao Yuhang endured the pain, tugging at the corner of his mouth and showing Chicheng a smile.

"My dear, you screamed out because of the pain. How can Akagi and I still feel asleep?" Richelieu also straightened up and said to his general.

"Uh... I'm sorry, it affected you." Xiao Yuhang apologized to the two apologizingly.

"It's okay, Anata, just tell us about the pain. Look at you, your painful forehead is sweating, so don't force it." Akagi touched his admiral's forehead, and found that he was distressed after one hand was sweaty. Said.

"My dear, you are so true, just tell us about the pain! I'll go to the nurse and ask for pain medicine for you." Richelieu said that he got up to go to the nurse and ask his general for pain medicine.

"Sister Li, who is okay, I can stand it. You should rest as soon as possible." Xiao Yuhang said to Richelieu with a strong support.

"This can't work, obviously you can use medicine, why do you have to hold on? Richey will ask you to go to the nurse, and I will wipe the sweat for Anata!" Akagi took out the towel and gently wiped the sweat on his admiral's forehead , Said to Richelieu back.

As soon as Richelieu walked to the door, he slapped his head and said: "Ahhh! I almost forgot! Akagi, when my dear left home, didn't Hood give you a cup of black tea?"

"Yes, what's the matter?" Akagi asked Richelieu in confusion.

"Take out the black tea for my dear to drink." Richelieu said to Akagi.

Akagi took out black tea and put it to his admiral's mouth. Xiao Yuhang looked at the cup of black tea and smiled bitterly: "Akacheng, Akagi, what does this pain have to do with black tea..."

Having said that, he still drank the black tea bit by bit.

"Go to sleep, Anata, it won't hurt as soon as you sleep." Akagi took out a ball fan, gently fanning the wind to coax the child and said to his admiral.

Xiao Yuhang smiled. Just when he wanted to say something, he felt sleepy, and soon went to a tryst with Zhou Gong's daughter in a dream.

"Huh... it is exactly the same as I guessed! Daqi's secret lethargic black tea works five seconds after drinking it. It has a miraculous effect on symptoms such as insomnia." Richelieu felt the pulse of his general and breathed a sigh of relief. Then said to Akagi.

"Well, it's getting late, let's rest soon!" Akagi nodded and said to Richelieu.

"Ok."

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Yokosuka Naval Base·United States Seventh Fleet Headquarters and Neon Maritime Self-Defense Force Joint Office Building·Office of the Seventh Fleet Commander

In the middle of the night, Xiao Yuhang drank the royal secret black tea and slept soundly. However, Lieutenant General William and Major General Michael, the commanders of the Seventh Fleet, don’t even talk about sleeping now. I am afraid that the people who attacked them this night will have cramps. Yes.

"Michael, what do you mean is that you took the Seventh Fleet all night and lost two F22 fighters, and the mid-forward decks of the two aircraft carriers had to be replaced for minor repairs, which consumed a lot of fuel. The result was that two were recovered. The pilot of the downed F22 fighter took a bunch of mines and artillery shells from World War II? What about the people I let you catch? The terrorists who let you catch us? Tell me where is this? Where? "Lieutenant General William stood behind the desk, looking at the bitter-faced Major General Michael, furious.

"Sorry, General William..." Michael apologized to General William with a bitter expression.

"Huh! What I want is not an apology, what I want is how to solve this problem! I'm sorry, anyone can say, but the solution? Two F22 battle damage, for these two fighters, our people had to fall The sea area of ​​the aircraft is desperately searched for the core components of the fighter to be recovered. Even so, our F22 fighter technology cannot be guaranteed to be leaked!" General William looked at Michael with a cold snort.

"Sorry, General William, it was my fault." Michael again apologized to William.

"Let's go, Michael, do you have any gains here? If not ~www.readwn.com~ you know the consequences." General William looked at Michael, the meaning in his eyes was self-evident.

If Michael didn't give him an answer, then don't blame him, General William, for disregarding his fellowship for many years and throwing him out for the crime.

"General William, there are some clues, but..." Michael looked at General William hesitantly.

"I said Michael, you are not an Oriental, what do you learn from their half-talking bad habit?" General William couldn't help asking Michael.

"Okay, then I'll be straightforward." Michael nodded, and then put a document he had been holding on General William's desk.

"What is this?" General William asked him, picking up the file bag.

"This is a video and some image files taken by the Neon Air Self-Defense Force, which was the first to reach the target sea area." Michael explained to General William.

"Specific content?" General William asked Michael when he poured out a USB flash drive from his file bag.

"The specific content is that a vague ship shadow was shot. According to the ship shadow, it should be a battleship." Michael said to General William.

"Battleship? What? Michael, are you sure you don't need to go to the hospital to see a doctor?" General William asked him suspiciously after hearing what he said.

"No, General William, I am quite sure of my opinion. This is indeed a shadow of a battleship, because if it weren't for a battleship, the shells that landed on the deck of our aircraft carrier and on the square of the building could not be explained at all. Army’s Large-caliber artillery can't hit this far. Only the main guns on naval battleships have this range." Michael nodded affirmatively to General William.

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