An hour later, all the admirals who could come arrived at the fifth meeting room of the headquarters, which was a large conference room that could accommodate 5,000 people, but now judging from the scattered crowds, this conference room seemed a little too big. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Stupid stupid! Here and here! ”

As soon as An Tong walked into the conference room, he heard a familiar voice, and when he heard the voice, Su Wanwan was standing on a kneeling chair, waving to him hard.

"Didn't you little guy say that you are a mature member of society?" An Tong walked up to Su Wanwan and gently tugged at her ponytail, "Why are you still like a child." ”

"It's rude, don't just pull someone's braids!" Su Wanwan shook her head vigorously and shook off An Tong's hand.

An Tong didn't pay attention to her, but looked around carefully, and soon found several acquaintances, Meng Shao, Angelina, and Major Lille standing next to an old black man on the rostrum.

This old man looks a little similar to the Morgan Freeman in Hollywood, judging from the rank of lieutenant general on his shoulder, it should be the Zipley known as the governor of Africa, An Tong silently deduced, but he couldn't guess who the politician in the suit next to him was.

"Wow! It's so big here! But why choose such a large conference room? Su Wanwan sat down beside An Tong and let out a burst of exclamation after looking around.

"Wanwan, how many admirals are there in Africa?" An Tong suddenly asked.

"It's all said, don't call it so affectionate!" Su Wanwan's face was slightly red, and she glared at An Tong before replying, "There should be more than 3,400 people, right?" ”

"But with those armies here, are there 500 people?" An Tong asked.

"Huh? So many people are late? We're too early! Su Wanwan replied.

Antong decided not to discuss this complex issue with this cute character.

He continued to observe in silence, and soon noticed another detail, it was no longer the black-skinned gendarmes who were responsible for maintaining order on the scene, but a group of armed doctors wearing red cross armbands and assault rifles.

"It's not going to be a second," he whispered.

It was definitely not him who felt that the situation was not happy, and Ciprai also looked serious, and asked Lille beside him, "That's all?" ”

"Looks like it should be... These bastards," Lille replied hatefully.

"Heh, there are a total of 3,323 admirals in the African theater of operations, but there are less than 400 people in attendance, interesting, I don't know what Executive Woch Doug thinks about this? Is this what the coalition government wants to see? After sighing with emotion, Siprai asked the politician in a suit next to him.

"With all due respect, General, you acted a little aggressively in the previous hour. I still don't dare to open my personal terminal. This dignified middle-aged man, who is the executive officer of the coalition government in Africa, can only say helplessly at this time, "Wartime emergency regulations do not mean unscrupulous, I hope you are ready to retire." ”

"When I was younger, I always dreamed of being a general, but when I actually sat in this position, I realized that I was more suitable to be a gunner on a destroyer." "I'm ready to pay any price, and if I can bring those capitalists to the funeral with me, I'd rather go to hell." ”

"You are a pure soldier, General Siprai, and you make me admire, but I think you should also understand that a lieutenant general cannot compete with capital, not even a coalition government." Executive Doug said, loosening his chest tie, "I can still sit here, this is the last effort of the coalition government." ”

"If you let them know that the world isn't as we advertise, it's going to be over; Nor are they saviors, and they are only trying to protect the pockets of the capitalists, guess what happens? Siprai looked at the admirals in the audience and suddenly asked an interesting question.

"General, you can't do that." Executive Doug dissuaded with a look of horror.

Zipley sighed heavily, "I know, at least not now...", his dim eyes looked at the sky at the window of the conference room again, "That's why I like the Third World, especially the great country that is the enemy of the world, they have a government that will not bow like capital, and an army that will not listen to the instigation of capitalists." ”

"Alright, I've talked too much nonsense, the lads are waiting impatiently, let's start as soon as possible." After speaking, Ciple patted the microphone in front of him vigorously, making the venue suddenly quiet.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I am Lieutenant General Siprai, the commander-in-chief of the Indian Ocean Theater of Operations, which is what you call the Governor-General." After a brief introduction, Cyprae stood up and continued: "I'm not good at lengthy openings, so I'm going to explain to you that you've been summoned here because we're facing a great crisis. ”

After speaking, a huge light curtain suddenly lit up behind him, and on it was the information that had been transmitted back earlier.

It was a blurry photograph of a huge shell-shaped building, and although the photo was blurry, it was still possible to clearly see the thick black fog that lingered on the surface of the large shell.

Many people have never seen this thing, including Antong, but the appearance alone is enough to infer the worst.

"This is a dockyard in deep fog, I think this is the first time many people have seen it, right? It was filmed in the Arabian Sea, near the Gulf of Aden. "According to our approximate estimates, the shipyard produced a deep fog at a rate of about half an hour, and according to preliminary predictions, it will be around for at least seven days..."

"This means that there are at least 300 deep fogs at the gates of the Gulf of Aden, and the number continues to increase."

These words caused a gasp in the audience, because the low-level ship girl has lower combat effectiveness than the deep fog, at least 2-3 ship girls need to stably solve a deep fog of the same level, and at this moment in the face of these more than 300 enemies, it means that even if you only consider it from a mathematical point of view, it will take nearly a thousand ship girls to clear it... Even taking into account the combat effectiveness of high-level ships, hundreds are needed, and this is only a mathematical estimate...

But there are less than 400 admirals...

At this point, Cyprai said something even more devastating: "We haven't decided if there's only one dock. ”

"Their origin, preliminarily speculated, was infiltrated from the direction of the Strait of Malacca, do you remember the latest emergency mission?" "The military has been reluctant to announce why, but I think it's time to tell you that the emergency mission was due to a mistake in the Strait of Malacca garrison, which caused a huge hole in the defensive line and allowed more than 400 deep fog to enter the Indian Ocean," Siprai continued. ”

"At first we thought they were just trying to harass, but now it seems that they were supposed to be there to escort the dockyard in."

Ciprai's words immediately caused an uproar in the audience, and the crowd could no longer remain quiet, and countless voices began to question loudly:

"Just let something so big? Why didn't there be any prior information? ”

"Even if Malacca is lost, isn't there still Sri Lanka? What are those Indians doing? ”

"Why wasn't this kind of thing discovered earlier? Are the people in the military stupid pigs? ”

Faced with the environment that suddenly turned into a vegetable market, Siprai had to pat the topic hard again, temporarily suppressing the restless crowd, and then continued: "Your doubts are also my questions, but now is not the time to solve the puzzles, we should be more worried about their purpose. ”

"Based on their course, we infer that their target should be here."

As he spoke, he turned his head and pointed to the light curtain, which had been replaced by a map, the Red Sea that connects Africa and Asia.

If the Arabian Sea is a safe area, then the Red Sea is a forbidden place for humans, an absolutely safe zone where no one is allowed to enter the deep fog.

It is the only link between Africa and Asia, and almost the entire underwater area is covered with superconducting train tracks, and even on the surface of the water there are several superrailway bridges across the Red Sea.

Not only that, but the passage from the Red Sea through the Suez Canal to the Mediterranean Sea is also a vital sea route.

It can be said that the Red Sea is an important hub connecting the three continents of Europe, Asia and Africa, and it is a vital part that human beings must never lose.

This is definitely not a huge crisis no less than the fall of Britain!

However, what makes An Tong feel ridiculous is that there are only 400 admirals guarding this heartland now? It's a big joke full of sarcasm and not funny at all.

Even Su Wanwan realized this, shook An Tong's arm and asked, "Since this place is so important, why are there only us people?" ”

"Probably some people think that this backwooded part of Africa is not worth protecting." An Tong replied with a wry smile.

At this moment, there are many more people asking the same question about Ciplei on the podium.

"With the exception of the necessary defenses along the Atlantic coast, most of the rest have been urgently deployed to protect the mosques along the coast." Sibuli gave a laughable answer, but it wasn't just a fool's errand, in fact, most of the emergency appointments he received were based on this one reason.

These urgent orders came from all directions, forces, and even local and coalition governments in Africa - who demanded that 150 admirals be sent to escort the bureaucrats to evacuate as soon as possible.

Siplai is far from alone in knowing how to make use of emergency wartime regulations.