Data Wasteland

Chen Xing returned from Jinfen Port, supplies and fuel were delivered one after another, and the naval base became busy.

After the summoning order was issued, the sailors who went out to make a living flew back to the ship like birds returning to their nests.

The originally deserted deck became very lively. The sailors and maintenance workers worked together to inspect the steamer, wipe the gun barrels, apply oil, and adjust the equipment. The old fleet that had been silent for many years was reborn, as if it had come to life overnight.

Above the clear sky, a small black spot appeared.

The small black spots gradually enlarged, and the outline became clearer, with broad and powerful bat wings, a strong body, two hideous lion heads, and a red scorpion tail.

On the backs of the lions sat two sassy figures, their war skirts flying in the wind in the high-speed airflow, making a hunting sound.

The flying lion retracted its bat wings and dived downward, the clouds and mist separated, gradually revealing the half-moon-shaped naval base.

Two huge heavy cruisers are docked in the deep water port, the huge hull is like an island, and the sailors and workers are busy like an ant colony.

Smaller frigates and destroyers left the port and cruised offshore.

"Is your lord on the flagship, or in the palace of Nice?" Bai Yefenghua, who was sitting behind, looked at the gray castle in the center of the city.

"He's already waiting for us."

Lacey pointed to a part of the cliff on the coast, and the corners of her mouth twitched involuntarily.

Looking down from the sky, although there is only one abrupt white spot, but if you distinguish it carefully, you can see that it is a dining table and rattan chairs covered with white cloth.

"Let's go down."

Lacey patted the big head in front of her, the two-headed manticore roared lowly, put away the bat wings and dived down.

With a gust of wind blowing, the flying lion landed firmly on the cliff.

"It's hard work." Chen Xing got up from the rattan chair and greeted the two eldest princesses.

"This subordinate has seen your lord!" Bai Ye Fenghua was about to kneel and salute when Chen Xing helped him up.

"It's all my own family, and there are no outsiders here, so there's no need to be more polite." Chen Xing's tone was gentle, with a warm smile on his face.

Although it fell into the eyes of the two women, they were both pretentious, but they did not say it through, and they still had to do a full set of dramas.

The superior said that there is no need to be more polite, don't think it is true, it's just polite words.

Lacey bit her lower lip bitterly, then closed her eyes, and said softly, "I have seen you before." She knelt down.

"Oh, it's all my own, so there's no need to be more polite." Chen Xing supported Lacey. The latter scolded inwardly, if she dared to be neglected in the slightest, only endless punishment awaited her.

Then, Chen Xing personally opened the rattan chairs for the two women and helped them sit down respectively.

There are several exquisite small cakes, baked small biscuits, and juices made from various fruits on the table.

Chen Xing was not in a hurry to ask about the situation, and poured juice for the two girls respectively.

"It's been a lot of hard work for the two of you." Chen Xing tried his best to appear sincere. The way of the royal family is to pay attention to both kindness and power, and to the top management, you should be polite and give each other enough face.

But all of this must be established under a "hierarchical" system. The authority of the Lion King cannot be violated.

Bai Yefenghua has always been obedient, but only superficially obedient, not to mention Lacey, he dared to bet that the other party would still step on his head if he had the chance.

People are separated from each other, and he can't control the thoughts of others. As long as he obeys the order, it will not affect the war situation.

The two women sat down, drank some juice, ate some cakes, and after a full rest, Chen Xing asked them about the task.

"I have informed the legends and high lords of the Northern Alliance who are good at aerial combat."

"Father, Dongfang Xuanyuan, Bronze Hammer Grantham, and Takijianxi Er will arrive at the Royal Palace of Nice tomorrow."

"Hydra can't go into the deep sea, and can only help defend on the coast."

"There will be six other great lords who are good at air combat as well." Lacey reported.

"Is that all you have?" Chen Xing asked in disappointment. What they have to face is the Royal Navy of the entire Sand Kingdom and Qing Kingdom, and there must be many strong men among them.

"The Silver Claw Guard's Quicksilver Eagle and Dailis's Storm Butterfly are all powerful aerial combat spirits."

"It's a pity..." Lacey didn't finish the second half of the sentence, but Chen Xing couldn't understand. He killed these two people, so he was the main culprit for the lack of air combat power today.

"Let's not talk about this." Chen Xing skipped the topic and looked at Bai Yefenghua, "What about the air force?"

"Originally we had three squadrons and more than 30 fighter jets, but there was no funding for more than a year. In order to maintain the air force's daily maintenance expenses, some of the fighter jets were sold to several principality lords as private collections."

"There is only one squadron that can still participate in the war. I have asked them to activate the coastal air base in the Principality of Nice, but their ammunition is only enough for two attacks." Bai Yefenghua reported.

"That's all we have?" Chen Xing rubbed his brows.

Bai Yefenghua and Laixie looked at each other, bowed their heads and said, "That's all."

Chen Xing turned his head to look at the naval base below the cliff. From a distance, the fleet was rusted and worn out, and he couldn't help sighing.

After a moment of silence, his eyes returned to the two women, his hands on the table, and he asked earnestly, "What do you think are the chances of going to sea this time?"

"The odds are slim," Lacey said, "but we don't have a choice."

"If we can't open the route, we will encounter a food crisis within six months at the latest."

Having said that, Lacey glanced at Bai Yefenghua and turned the topic over.

"Also, by gaining control of the sea, we can transport troops to the eastern wilderness by sea."

"At that time, the north-south attack will be able to defeat the eastern defense line of the Saudi country and create an opportunity for a decisive battle with the Saudi country."

"So what you mean is..." Chen Xing pondered, "Whether we win or lose, this naval battle will be fought."

The two women nodded.

"Um…"

After thinking for a moment, Chen Xing patted the table, "Okay, then hit!"

Two days later, two heavy cruisers slowly sailed out of port.

"Divided into two fleet battle groups, separated by ten nautical miles, echoing each other."

The flagships separated, leading the frigates and destroyers in different directions.

Bai Yefenghua and Laixi each command a battle group.

Between the two fleets, a space crack opened on the sea, and a rusted steel ship slowly sailed out.

The ship is huge, only one size smaller than the heavier patrol. The shape is a bit weird, the pipes of different sizes, and the steel plates without a uniform specification, are scattered all over the place, like something made of pieces.

Junk battleship!

A battleship built by the lone, omnipotent trash king.

Although it seems to be scraped together, it will fall apart at any time, but the performance is very reliable.

There is a huge cannon on the bow of the ship, the barrel is facing the sky, hydraulic pipelines, turbines, and energy tanks are not cannons in the traditional sense.

Chen Xing stood on the bow of the boat, standing against the wind. Behind him, a tin rocket with a cigar skull graffitied was slowly lifting into the air.

A red, green and yellow war of the Three Kingdoms slowly kicked off.