Admiral, Hello

Unknown person: No problem, how about ten villa townhouses for you? In this way everyone has enough space, and we pay for it. Don’t double the pocket money. I will give you 30,000 per person per month. Is this enough for you to spend?

Missouri: Deal! After I finish watching the commander, I will let Yu Siqing bring things to you. But I said in advance, this is just a wreck, not a complete engine. You can't find anything, don't blame me!

Unknown person: Don't worry, all you want is the wreckage. If you take out a whole engine, we can't explain it! The wreckage is good!

Missouri: OK, in that case, let's make it clear.

Unknown person: Missouri, is this only required? Would you like to mention more? For example, more money, more things, etc.? You can rest assured that as long as it is a reasonable request, we will absolutely agree to it.

Missouri: These are enough! Speaking of which, I have to thank you. Had it not been for your help in finishing and covering up for so long, we would have been exposed. At that time, it will be really restless, maybe we have to use naval guns to teach certain things that are not open.

Unknown person: Really, Missouri, you can give me some more comments! The last time the Tomahawk missile matter was slammed to death by readers, now you have helped us get the engine debris of the F22 fighter. If this does not give ten or eight benefits, I am afraid that the readers will unite and beat me. what!

Missouri: What does that matter to me? Anyway, I can't think of any other requirements now, so let's do it first! As for other things, you can say it later when you think of it!

Unknown person:. . . Okay, so be it. . .

Missouri: Yeah.

After finishing the chat with the unknown person, Missouri beckoned to the stewardess after looking at the three of them.

"Please bring me a bottle of sake." She said to the stewardess.

"Okay, miss."

The stewardess nodded, and then placed a bottle of sake and a set of wine utensils in front of Missouri.

"Miss, please take your time." She bowed to Missouri, and then left her side.

"This first-class service is good! I have decided, and I will tell the commander when I go back to take a plane, I must take the first-class cabin." Missouri poured the sake into a small glass, and said comfortably.

. . . I am the dividing line of wine tasting. . .

While sitting in the first-class cabin of the plane in Missouri and enjoying a small wine leisurely and comfortably, Hiroshi Yamamura, the chief of staff of the Neon Maritime Self-Defense Force, looked at the two generals in front of him with great anxiety.

"General Yamamura, I need your Neon to give us an explanation! Why did the old Neon Navy warships attack our Seventh Fleet?" Michael sat opposite Yamamura Hao and asked him forcingly.

Facing the condemnation of the two top officials of the Seventh Fleet, Yamamura Hiroshi really looked confused and helpless.

Since the spy invasion incident started yesterday evening, Yamamura Hiroshi hasn't stopped his work.

To mobilize the police to search the streets under martial law; meet with the big bosses of the associations and ask them to assist in the search; apply to the US troops stationed in Japan for the right to transfer the army; hold emergency meetings with the heads of various departments; also face the emperor’s accountability, etc. Wait, let him be busy and there is almost no time to go to the bathroom.

At this time, the two commanders of the Seventh Fleet came to criticize him, and he didn't even know what they were saying about the old neon navy ships attacking them. The battleship of the old neon navy was sunk long ago. The dismantling of the warship was dismantled and the sun was watching the sun. Why did some old neon navy battleship suddenly pop up and attacked the US Seventh Fleet? ?

A big question mark floated out of Yamamura Hao's head.

But facing the questioning of two US military generals, Yamamura did not dare to neglect. Although his rank of chief of staff is equivalent to a general, William and Michael in front of him are just a lieutenant general and a major general, but they are superior in Neon, so even if Michael’s tone is not good, Yamamura Hiroshi can only accompany him. The smile endured.

"Uh... General Michael, I don’t know what you mean? What old neon navy battleship? Isn’t the old neon navy battleship the only Mikasa museum? How could there be other battleships in the world? "Samura Hao asked Michael politely.

"Okay! Your old neon navy battleship does not exist? Look at what this is? Such an obvious illegal structure, surely you can’t recognize it? Don’t tell me you don’t know what battleship it is, this The photos are clear!" Michael snapped a stack of photos on Yamamura Hao's desk and said angrily, pointing to the photos.

Yamamura Hao took the photo, and at first glance he saw a familiar illegal architectural shape.

As a person who graduated from the 28th term of the National Defense University and climbed to the position of Haizi chief of staff step by step, he recognized at a glance which battleship of the old neon navy is the bridge like the illegal structure~www.readwn.com~this Yes. . . Fuso? Or a mountain town? Sorry, General Michael, the photos you provided are too few. I can't tell which Fusang-class ship this is. Yamamura shook his head to Michael after flipping through the photos.

"It's not a question of which ship! The problem is that these two Fuso-class ships attacked the Seventh Fleet! We now want to know how these two Fuso-class ships came from! What role do you play in it?!" Michael slapped the table and shouted at Shancunhao.

"Why did General Michael say this? The two Fuso-class battleships of the old neon navy, Fusang and Shancheng were sunk by the Seventh Fleet at the time in the Surigao Strait long ago? Why do you keep holding on to these two What about the warship that has sunk into the deep sea?" Yamamura spread his hands and asked Michael.

"It's not that I hold on to these two warships, but that these two warships are now attacking our Seventh Fleet, smashing the deck of our aircraft carrier, and shooting down our two F22 fighters!" Michael angrily said.

"what?"

Yamamura Hiroshi then understood why these two generals Yingjiang were so aggressive.

"Ahem, okay, Michael. The General Mountain Village must be ignorant of this, so don't embarrass him." After watching the scene for a long time, General William coughed and called out Michael.

"General Mountain Village, since you don’t know, can you provide us with some help? After all, such a huge loss, we can’t explain to the lords of Capitol Hill! Once the lords of Capitol Hill start a fire, then we will We had to report the situation so that the upper echelons of our two sides can engage." General William said to Yamamura Hiroshi slowly.

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