Chapter 6: The Big Ship

"Chief of Staff, the towed fleet has been contacted!"

Just when Lu Bin was full of anxiety, a report from the communications soldier broke him out of his thoughts, and he hurriedly ordered: "Hurry up and send a report to the towing fleet, tell them that the Bolin facilities are not perfect, and it is best to change course and dock in the Zhandong Marine Police District." ”

"Yes!" The communications soldier responded, and immediately pressed the transmitter in his hand to send a long string of codes, this time the towing fleet replied quickly, but when Lu Bin read it, he only felt that his head was buzzing, and some of the world was spinning, because although the message was not long, the words were heavier than Qianjun: "The real war is not discussed with you." ”

Just this short sentence shattered all Lu Bin's luck, but because of this, his face was even more gloomy, and even at a certain moment, he had the absurd idea of why not follow the commander and political commissar to the capital to study.

There is no way to know their own affairs, and the four ports under the Kandong Marine Police District, the other three are better to say, they were all built in the late 50s with Soviet assistance, although they are not as good as the more specialized ports of the North Sea Fleet, but the professional level and support capability can still be said.

Only Bolin is stationed at the port, as a temporary port of call, but it has only been established for three years, the software and hardware facilities are very imperfect, there are two tugboats, and one of the tugboats is still under repair, just such a temporary port with nothing to do, how can it serve two large ships of 1,000 tons.

Therefore, when Lu Bin learned that the destination port of the towing fleet was Bolin, his first thought was to hope that the fleet could change its course and dock at the Zhandong Marine Police District, which was more fully equipped.

But what he never expected was that the towed fleet simply ignored his discussion, which made him say anything but pick up the phone and call Tumbolin to anchor at the port.

Just when Lu Bin was in a hurry to contact the Bolin Anchor Port, on the sea covered by the morning fog, a warship with the board number 501 was chopping waves and moving at full speed towards the Bolin Anchor Port 60 nautical miles away, dragging a warship that was a full circle larger than its size with several cables behind it.

In terms of appearance, there is not much difference between the two, except that on the gun emplacement in front of the superstructure, there is an additional twin missile launcher, plus a variety of radar and communication antennas, which looks much taller than the 501 ship that tows it.

This is the only air defense frigate in the hands of the Chinese Navy today, the 531 ship.

At this time, in the command room in the superstructure of the 531 ship, the fleet commander Dong Yimin was marking the next track point on the chart with a drawing ruler, and immediately opened the logbook on the side, checked the navigation records of the past two days, and then raised his head to look at the political commissar Xu Tao with a playful face: "The reply from Kandong has been sent." ”

Xu Tao nodded: "It's out, it's just ...... Lao Dong, are you doing this...... I'm afraid that Zhang Bing will come back and trouble you. ”

"If Zhang Bing has the ability, let him go to the director's department, a port of call has been established for three years, and he can't even dock two warships, I see if he Zhang Bing has the face to open his mouth!"

Dong Yimin was not as worried as Xu Tao, but smiled nonchalantly, because he concluded that if his old classmate Zhang Bing, who was the current commander of the Kandong Water Police District, knew the inside story, he would not trouble him at the first time, but would be ashamed to find a crack in the ground and get into it first.

The port of call under the Marine Police District can't even dock warships, and Zhang Bing, who wants to be embarrassed, will definitely go crazy.

As if he understood Dong Yimin's confidence, Xu Tao did not say Zhang Bing again, but continued with a change of words: "What you said is true, but we must also see the reality clearly, Bolin has been stationed in the port for a period of time.

However, the funds have not been able to be in place over the years, the facilities in the port have not been perfected, and it is barely possible to dock some small ships, but our fleet has two large ships of 1,000 tons, how can Bolin be able to absorb the port?"

Seeing Dong Yimin's stubborn attitude, Xu Tao simply said more directly, but Dong Yimin was stunned when he heard it.

The originally indifferent expression became solemn, and he immediately looked at the thin morning fog outside the porthole, and sighed long: "A frigate of more than 1,000 tons is called a big ship, a big country with 9.6 million square kilometers of land and more than 3 million square kilometers of sea territory, but a ship of more than 1,000 tons is called a big ship, Lao Xu, don't you think this sounds very harsh?"

Xu Tao didn't expect that an optimistic Dong Yimin would be so gloomy by such a sentence, but after thinking about it, he was relieved, as Xu Tao, who was escorted to the Naval Ship Academy in the fifties, was the same student as Dong Yimin and Zhang Bin.

Manipulating huge ships and defending the maritime frontier has become the dream of each of them, but more than 20 years have passed, and the officers and men of the navy have changed one after another, but the basic equipment has not changed much as if they were walking in place.

This was a heavy blow to the three people who had dreams at the beginning, so Zhang Bing transferred to the base and devoted himself to building shore facilities; as for him, he turned into a political work cadre and worked hard in theory, but Dong Yimin never gave up his dream of being young and stayed at sea from beginning to end.

But the dream is beautiful, but the reality is cruel, today's Chinese Navy still has not gotten rid of the strategic structure of air, submarine, and fast, and the 1,000-ton frigates are not only technologically backward but also insufficient in number, and the destroyers with higher tonnage are as pitiful as fragrant and sweet.

It is really difficult to say that it is not an irony that a thousand-ton warship, which is common to a small country, has become a big ship in the eyes of a military port in China, which has a vast territory.

"Old Dong, don't think about it so much, now that the national policy has shifted to economic construction, I believe that our navy will be fine in the future!" Looking at Dong Yimin's back, Xu Tao tried to comfort.

Dong Yimin looked at the morning mist outside the window and smiled heartily: "I am convinced of this!"

Saying that, he turned his head and looked at Xu Tao, where was there still a little bit of depression in his bright eyes, but his eyes were full of confidence: "So if our hardware is not good, we need to use our brains, at least we must take precautions, now that the army big brother is slapping Vietnam on the road, they will naturally not be reconciled, we can't be beaten on land, and we will find bad luck at sea, if there is really such a day, where do you say that our ammunition, oil, water and damage repair are more convenient?"

"Bolin!" Xu Tao almost blurted out, and immediately realized something, and said in disbelief: "Old Dong, you mean, the naval command ...... meant"

"Shh......h There are some things that can only be understood but not spoken!" Dong Yimin made a silent gesture at Xu Tao, and immediately laughed nonchalantly again.