Chapter 679 of the text Do you want to go to court-martial?

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At the Bremerton Naval Base in Washington State, there are two aircraft carriers left on the United States mainland, the USS Carl Vinson and the USS Reagan! Since the Norfolk accident, protesters have been gathering at the gates of the naval base for a long time, mainly from nearby cities! They are all afraid of a repeat of the Norfolk accident here!

The protesting residents held placards demanding that the two carrier battle groups leave Bremmerton immediately! Or simply destroy the aircraft carriers to keep them away from the danger of nuclear radiation!

Of course, the reason why these residents like these soldiers is not because of the glorious images of the soldiers in Hollywood movies, but because their consumption provides sufficient jobs and a lot of economic income for the surrounding residents! But now, they would rather give up these and let the soldiers get out of here with their aircraft carriers! Or they have not realized what they will lose if the aircraft carriers are withdrawn.

"I haven't been out of the barracks for three weeks! Sally has probably been swept away by that little ruffian, right?" Captain Jamila Williams stared blankly at the dense protest procession outside the barracks! In order to avoid the conflict from escalating, Bremerton Naval Base has canceled everyone's vacation days! Everyone must stay in the base unless it is necessary for official business!

"I'd rather go to the Middle East and fight the Lucians than stay here like I'm in jail!" his partner, Admiral Steven Rogers, also grumbled, a life that was simply unbearable!

"Jamila, Steven, the Pentagon told you to report immediately to the conference room in Building 3!"

"Got a mission?" Williams and Rogers looked happy, and they quickly straightened their uniforms and walked quickly in the direction of Building 3, "Steven, where will the Pentagon transfer us? North Africa or the Middle East?"

"It would be nice if you went to the Mediterranean theater of operations! I miss the Italian so much! they're going to drain you!" Captain Rogers couldn't help but lick his lips.

"As long as I can get out of this place, even if I am allowed to go to Africa, I will!" Williams thinks this is probably the hardest period of time since he joined the army, right?

"Oh my God, aren't you scared of AIDS?" the two of them, with the excitement of leaving here, spat at each other all the way to the conference room in Building 3.

"Report! Navy Captain Steven Rogers/Jamila Williams is reporting for duty!" the two men reported aloud as they entered, standing straight and puffing out their chests.

"Dear Mr. Captain, please be seated! I'm Lieutenant Colonel Sam Dundee!" the man sitting behind the desk smiled, as if trying to lighten up the conversation with the two great guys, and raised his coffee cup and asked, "Do you need coffee?"

"Thank you, sir! but no! we're desperate to get the assignment sooner rather than later!" Williams and Rogers sat straight in their chairs, their eyes full of longing to die for Millican.

"Very good! The United States is proud of you!" Lieutenant Colonel Dundee nodded appreciatively, "Now let's verify your resume! According to the information, you have worked in many departments of the Navy! You have rich diving experience! You can do a variety of difficult underwater jobs!"

"Yes, Mr. Lieutenant Colonel! I promise you won't find many people in the whole navy who are better at this than we are!" "Do you want us to work in the Mediterranean? There aren't many divers available in North Africa and the Middle East!" Rogers and Williams recalled excitedly the enthusiastic Italian girls.

"Now the Pentagon has a very important task for you! This task requires excellent diving skills, are you ready?" Lieutenant Colonel Dundee seemed to have not expected such a smooth start.

"Obedience to military orders is the first duty of a soldier!, and we are ready to accept the call!" both men replied aloud at the same time.

"Excellent! give you three hours to get ready! and then follow me at once!" Lieutenant Colonel Dundee handed over the two orders.

"Yes!" Williams and Rogers took their hands and asked excitedly, "Sir, where are we going? Italy or Greece?"

"No!" Lieutenant Colonel Dundee looked at them in astonishment, wondering why they were so speculating, "We don't need to go that far, this mission is on the mainland of the United States! The Pentagon will mobilize divers from all over the Navy to go to Norfolk Naval Base to salvage underwater nuclear weapons!"

"Walter!" Rogers and Williams' faces changed drastically, they dared to confront the most vicious enemy head-on, but when they learned that they were going to face nuclear radiation, they were not so calm! Rogers hurriedly opened the order and looked at it, only to see that the words on it were the same as what Lieutenant Colonel Dundee had just said.

"Lieutenant Colonel, I think we guessed your intentions wrong," Williams said thoughtfully, "we thought you were going to send us to fight in the Middle East or North Africa!"

"There is no need for divers there right now!" interrupted Lieutenant Colonel Dundee, "divers in the Middle East, Europe and Asia have received similar orders, and all divers are to be involved in this program, except for those who are really indispensable!"

"Mr. Lieutenant Colonel! I have served in the Middle East for many years! I have participated in the Iraq War, and secretly infiltrated the interior of the Iraqi military base to plant bombs during the war! I think if I go to the Middle East, I will definitely perform better than those guys now!" Rogers seemed to have found an opportunity, "I am very willing to go to the Middle East for the most dangerous mission, you can transfer me to the Middle East in exchange for those divers who have little actual combat experience!"

Fighting the enemy does not necessarily lead to death, but going to Norfolk Naval Base will certainly not end well! Taking 10,000 steps back, even if you die in battle with the enemy, it will be very simple, and it will not be as painful as after suffering from nuclear radiation! He has seen many victims who have been deeply contaminated by depleted uranium bombs since the Iraq war, and he does not want to be like that!

"Do you want to go court-martialed? The Pentagon's order cannot be refused! Remember your duty and honor as a soldier, pack your things at once!" exclaimed Lieutenant Colonel Dundee.

The two looked at each other, knowing that they had only two options: either go to Norfolk and be exposed to nuclear radiation, or go court-martial! )