Chapter 609 Look at My Silo! (First Update!)

After pursing his lips and thinking for a moment, Hashimoto Kanzo picked up the communicator on the command platform and called the observation post at the top of the mast.

After a while, the observation post responded to the message.

Everything was fine except for the ship in front of them and the ship beyond.

All is well!

Listening to this word, Hashimoto Kanzaki clenched his fists unconsciously, and his teeth chattered loudly, like a wolf that chooses others to devour.

The Kong-class guided missile destroyer is modeled after the America Arleigh Burke-class guided missile destroyer built by Japan.

With a self-developed friend-or-foe identification system, in East Asia, with the Kongo-class guided missile destroyer under its butt and the two Tatōfeng-class guided missile destroyers behind it, it can easily compete with America without leaving America.

But now, this myth has been shattered.

The ship next door appeared in front of him in a swaggering manner, and then forcibly broke through his own friend-or-foe identification system and invaded the communication system.

Those words just now came from the ship next door.

After thinking about the cause and effect, Hashimoto Tamaki clenched his fists tighter and gritted his teeth tighter.

Internationally, this kind of thing is equivalent to declaring war on a country.

If it were in the past, faced with such a provocation, Hashimoto Kanzo, as a man of the Yamato nation, would never have swallowed his breath.

But now, I have to swallow this breath.

And you have to swallow well, beautifully and levelly.

The reason is that the ship opposite is from China, and my own ship is from Japan.

According to the United Nations treaty, Japan cannot build an army. It is precisely because of this that Japan's army is called the Self-Defense Forces.

It is also a United Nations treaty. China has the right to station troops in Japan.

It's just that they have never exercised this power.

At this moment, Hashimoto Kanzo began to imagine the future.

At the same time, I also recalled what Japan has done in the past few decades. I cannot say that Japan has sincerely repented. It can only be said that Japan has always been jumping around in a minefield.

If it were me, for someone who likes to jump around in minefields, I would definitely take a stick and hit him hard until he died.

In the past, China had no time or strength to take care of them. Now, China has time, strength and mood.

He can no longer imagine what China will do to Japan in the next ten or twenty years when its strength reaches a certain level.

I want to draw America into the game, but the problem is that America is now...

Damn it’s hard to describe!

The messy thoughts are like weeds growing wildly in my heart, making people feel uncomfortable.

Pressing his hand on his heart and taking a few mouthfuls of fresh air to relax his mood, Hashimoto Kanzo picked up the communicator and was about to shout a message to his two friendly warships when a voice sounded from the loudspeaker first.

"Hi, dear Japanese friends, have you eaten? No, would you like to come over and have some?"

"I have good peanuts and good wine here. Do you want to drink some? The wine I have here is much stronger than your sake. One glass of it will rival the gods."

The voices from the speakers sounded one after another, which made people have a headache.

Hashimoto Kanzo stood in front of the command podium and watched the people in the communication team busy without saying a word. For a long time, these people who had always said that they were invincible in the past raised their heads like defeated roosters and said with ashen faces. :

"Captain, our communication system has been breached by the enemy. Now, our communication with friendly warships and the rear is equivalent to a woman on a female body, with a clear view to them."

Hearing the words of the communication team, Hashimoto Kanzo breathed a sigh of relief for no reason. The sentence that suddenly came to his mind at the beginning made him have this guess.

The next few sentences only strengthen the impression.

Now that he finally got the exact answer from his correspondent, he felt that he should breathe a sigh of relief.

This time the operation was a failure, but it was also a success.

One thing verified from the side is that this ship's electronic warfare capability is very strong, even stronger than its firepower looks.

Closing his eyes and taking a deep breath, Hashimoto Kanzo began to issue orders:

"Let the flag go up the mast, signal the two ships behind, and tell them to move forward at full speed and dock at Miyako Island."

"This ship will pass through the Miyako Strait and enter the Pacific. It won't have too much entanglement with us. We just need to move forward at full speed and throw them away."

This brand-new order was manually delivered to the mast and into the hands of the soldiers responsible for the semaphore.

After dozens of seconds of preparation, the soldier in charge of the semaphore picked up the flag and began to play the semaphore in a precise manner.

A few minutes later, the three ships from Japan began to accelerate. It was precisely because of this that the two Taitofeng-class guided missile destroyers behind slowly caught up with the two ships in front, and naturally saw the behemoth.

Then, the two Tatōkaze-class guided missile destroyers made the same move in unison, evading to the left at the same time, trying to keep as much distance from this big guy as possible.

The speed of the three ships increased, but the behemoth was still running there leisurely. Seeing this scene, Hashimoto Kanzo breathed a sigh of relief again.

But before he finished breathing, a voice came from the ship's loudspeaker again:

"Don't run so fast! Stay and eat dumplings before leaving!"

"Aren't you advocating friendship between China and Japan? Why are you running? Don't run!"

"Alas! Why did my naval gun malfunction?"

"Hey, hey, hey, brother in front, look at my silo, why is the cover of my silo open? Please help me take a look, I can't see it here."

A strange voice came from the loudspeaker. Without waiting for Hashimoto Kanzo to respond, the intercom from the flag signal team sounded very abruptly at this moment.

At this moment, these soldiers seemed to have seen something horrible, and even their shouts became stuttering.

After listening for a while, he couldn't hear what these incoherent guys were saying. As a captain, he could only climb the mast himself and look into the distance with a telescope.

You don't know until you see it, and you'll be shocked when you see it.

Because on the deck of the ship next to it, those square covers are constantly opening and closing like old clams.

Seeing the opening and closing covers, Hashimoto Kanzo's breath was choked, his right hand suddenly grabbed his heart, and the whole person stumbled backwards, just hitting the railing of the mast.

The soldiers next to him, seeing this, also hurriedly supported him to prevent him from becoming the unlucky guy who fell from the ship into the water.

Being supported by his soldiers, Hashimoto Tamaki also breathed a sigh of relief, and finally remembered the scientific name of the cover in his mind.

Dust cover on the top of the sea-based vertical launch system.

Missiles are below!

The dust cover opens and closes, isn't it just to test-fire missiles?

Fuck!

How dare they?

Although he was cursing in his heart, out of respect for life and responsibility for his subordinates, Hashimoto Tamaki still gave a new order.

"Slow down! Keep pace with the big ship next door!"

After the order was conveyed, the speed of the entire ship slowly slowed down and slowly kept pace with the big ship next door.     The flag bearer also issued new orders to the two Tachikaze-class missile destroyers.

So, in the waters northwest of Okinawa, three ships from Japan and two ships from China formed a temporary fleet in a very strange way, maintaining the same speed and slowly moving towards the Miyako Strait.

A harmonious atmosphere.

…………

Liancheng Shipyard.

Seeing the images transmitted back, Zhou Changyao laughed and clapped his hands:

"I said that these Japanese soldiers are more clear-headed than their politicians."

"It really is true that the old saying is true: truth is only within the range of cannons, and dignity is only on the edge of a sword. When your fist is hard enough and you want to speak, everyone will stop and listen to you quietly."

"If your fist is not strong enough, everyone will ignore you."

After laughing, he turned his head and cast his eyes through the window to the dock outside.

The gantry crane has started working in the dock that has just been vacated. The huge body slides on the track and carefully lifts the steel for the keel into the dock one by one.

These steels will make a more advanced and better-performing ship. If there are more such ships, the so-called island chain blockade of America will be broken.

Withdrawing his gaze from the dock, Zhou Changyao stood up and walked in front of Lin Yu, stretched out his hands, pressed his shoulders hard, and praised:

"You are great! When they come back safely this time, I will apply for a separate first-class merit for you. With this first-class merit, your rank can be directly promoted to lieutenant colonel."

"Hold on for another two years, and you will have something to endure when you become a major colonel."

"Maybe, you may become the youngest major general!"

Listening to his praise, Lin Yu subconsciously turned his head to look at Lin Yuanpan next to him.

Lu Huaxi and Zhou Changyao were wearing ordinary casual clothes, not military uniforms, so there were no epaulettes on their shoulders.

Only Lin Yuanpan was wearing an officer's uniform and had epaulettes on his shoulders.

Major general.

Sitting on the sofa, Lin Yuanpan, who was paying full attention to the scene, noticed Lin Yu's gaze at this moment. He slowly turned back and his eyes met Lin Yu's.

Although he didn't listen to all of Zhou Changyao's words just now, he also heard a little.

He also heard a major general.

The grandfather and grandson met each other's eyes, and Lin Yuanpan quickly retracted his gaze, coughed awkwardly twice, and turned his head away, not wanting to look at this monster.

The more he looked, the more angry he became.

They all came from the same ancestor, and logically speaking, everyone's qualifications should be similar, but when he thought of those guys in his family, he couldn't help but want to get angry, want to hit them, want to hit them hard.

A bunch of useless things!

It was decided that when the 101 ship returned, he would go home, pull out all the younger ones, beat them hard, and spur them to study hard.

Let them know that there are mountains beyond mountains, and there are buildings beyond buildings, and there are stronger people among the strong.

Then take another photo of Lin Yu, take a better photo, and then make a picture frame, write all Lin Yu's deeds in it, and then hang it at home, so that those little things can admire it every day.

With an idea in mind, and thinking about the future actions of those little things, Lin Yuanpan smiled from the heart.

So it was decided.

After making up his mind, he slowly turned his head and focused his attention on the big screen in front of him.

The real-time data and pictures from the ships made people excited.

Especially the three Japanese ships, after the communication system was breached, the three ships became little wives, lined up neatly beside, and followed the big ship slowly.

Seeing this scene, everyone felt relaxed and happy.

After all, a few years ago, these Japanese did a lot of things to show off their power.

Especially when they are together with American ships.

At this time, Lu Huaxi picked up the communicator and called into the communicator:

"This is the command center, repeat, this is the command center."

"Ship 101, the command center requires your ship to send a message to the American military base in Okinawa, clearly telling the other party that we are about to cross the Miyako Strait."

"Repeat the order!"

When Lin Canghai's voice repeated the order came from the communication area, Lu Huaxi put down the communicator and looked at Lin Yu. Then he pulled a bad smirk at the corner of his mouth and said with a strange smile:

"By the way, the Dena who has been doing business with you, isn't he the commander of the American Pacific Theater?"

"Tell me, what is he doing at this time?"

On the sofa, listening to Lu Huaxi's question, Lin Yu smiled and took out his mobile phone directly, showing a smirk:

"If you want to know what this old guy is doing, just call him directly. Although he may not tell you directly, he will reveal some information for the sake of making money."

As he said, the number has been pressed.

After two minutes of calling, the phone was answered. As soon as it was connected, a barrage of abuse came.

"You are so good, Mr. Lin. You can even build a missile destroyer, and it is 15,000 tons."

"Tell me, what do you want to do?"

"Mr. Dana, if you say that, then I, your partner, will be very sad." Lin Yu pinched his throat and talked teasingly.

The person on the other end of the phone obviously didn't expect Lin Yu to do this, and was directly silenced.

After a long while, he cursed again:

"If you have something to say, say it quickly, if you have something to say, say it quickly, if it is not about making money, then don't say it."

The next second, Lin Yu's reply sounded:

"The purpose of calling you is very simple. I just want to ask if your aircraft carrier formation wants to come out for a stroll."

"Your aircraft carrier formation comes out for a stroll, you can settle accounts, our ships are hanging out there, and I can also settle accounts here."

After the two sentences fell, the person on the other end of the phone also fell.

Obviously, Dana could hear the meaning of the word "settlement".

After a while, the voice on the other end of the phone sounded again, accompanied by heavy breathing, as if the person on the other end, at this moment, used a lot of energy to decide one thing.

"Our aircraft carrier fleet is resting in Yokosuka Port."

"As for your suggestion, in order not to cause unnecessary conflicts, our aircraft carrier fleet will depart from Yokosuka Port, then arrive in Guam, and then turn northwest in Guam to the Philippines."

"I will inform you of the specific time. As long as the troops of both sides do not collide, everything will be fine."

"So, explain it clearly to your people, so as not to cause a war."