San Francisco.

A giant oil tanker more than 300 meters long slowly sailed across the Golden Gate Bridge, loaded with more than 200,000 tons of crude oil from this crowded port and sailed to Japan, this Japanese oil tanker sailed from the Persian Gulf, because of the war with the Atlanteans, did not dare to take the Asian route, so it could only go through the Mediterranean Sea and then cross the Atlantic Ocean and then take the Panama Canal along the west coast of the Americas to the north, and after arriving in San Francisco, it repaired here for a week before setting off.

Although the range was almost three times that of the former, and the cost of transportation was also skyrocketing, there was no need to worry about safety, and hundreds of warships from the United States and Japan relayed to protect it and all merchant ships on the Guò route.

That was, of course, before.

After the sinking of the USS Washington, everyone knew that the route was not safe either.

"When is this day going to be the end!" The first mate, who had been at sea for nearly two months, looked at the vast Pacific Ocean unfolding in front of him and said melancholy that if they took the Asian route, they would be able to return to Japan in less than a month at most, but now it takes three months, and a round trip adds up to half a year.

Half a year, just how many men did his wife who had to sleep with in the sea.

"Nakajima-kun, this is a time of war, we must learn to endure it, think about those jihadist warriors who fought bloody battles in Saipan, Iwo Jima, and Okinawa, what is our difficulty!" The captain next to him said with a stern face.

But it's clear that Nakajima-kun doesn't have any feelings for those dead ghosts, this young man who grew up in games, anime and **, is more concerned about when he can lie in the arms of women, rather than on a merchant ship full of crude oil, reminiscing about the life of those bone slag lying in the mouse hole waiting for the frozen qiyou bomb to fall.

Besides, there's nothing to be savored about.

Looking at his indifferent gaze, he couldn't help but sigh at the young man's desperate captain at this time.

At this time, a national security ship of the US Imperialist Coast Guard approached in the distant sea, which was responsible for the defense of the sea off San Francisco, because this is a shallow water area, the Atlanteans will definitely not risk attacking, so it is not the Navy in charge, but even the Coast Guard, the strength in this area is also very considerable, there are a total of four frigate-level national security ships, protecting the fan-shaped sea area within a radius of 100 kilometers at the exit of San Francisco Bay.

This is presumably a ship that returned to port for repair.

"What's going on?" Nakajima, who was looking at the sea and playing with melancholy, suddenly froze, and then made a listening expression.

"Battle alert, the Atlanteans are calling?" The captain, who also had excellent ears, immediately recognized the faint sound of the sea breeze, and his face changed and he immediately exclaimed.

Yes, it was indeed a battle alert, and it was indeed the Atlanteans who called.

The sudden battle alarm instantly broke the calm on the West Coast, and the Coast Guard Combat Command in San Francisco was even more tense, because at this moment, an underwater target with a speed of more than 100 knots suddenly appeared on the sonar screen of the patrol ship Legend on the periphery of their defense circle.

The strange fish that had not been seen since the sinking of King Sejong finally reappeared.

The entire west coast was quickly shrouded in the clouds of war, including the Sherman, which was already preparing to return to Hong Kong for repairs, all the national security ships in this sea area rushed to reinforce, and at the same time, more than a dozen Orion anti-submarine planes in San Francisco took off immediately, and even the two destroyers of the Navy left their escort positions and turned to the target sea area to launch an attack.

"Captain, shall we continue walking?" Looking at the sherman patrol ship that had turned in a hurry, the first mate on the Japanese tanker asked the captain with trepidation.

"Go, why don't you go, now is the safest time." The captain shrugged happily.

Well, now was indeed the safest time for them, and the speed of the great ship immediately began to climb slowly, gradually increasing to fifteen knots, and it quickly sailed out of this dangerous sea according to its original course.

At this time, the battle between the Legend and the Atlanteans had already begun, and on the quasi-frigate equipped with eight sets of rocket depth bomb launchers and two sets of anti-submarine torpedo launchers, rocket depth bombs kept flying out, and then exploded a column of water in the path of the strange fish to force it to turn and dodge. At the same time, the carrier-based helicopter also circled in the sky above the opponent's head, dropping depth charges from time to time, and even the five- or seven-millimeter rapid-fire naval gun was constantly firing at the water, in short, doing everything possible to block its attack, while dragging it and waiting for support.

However, it is clear that this strange fish is not stupid, and after several consecutive attacks were forced back by rocket deep bombs, he immediately gave up the attack on the Legend without hesitation, and then turned around and retreated south.

Of course, the U.S. Imperial Navy and Coast Guard will not let it go, and how could they miss this opportunity, just as the Legend launched a pursuit, other ships and anti-submarine planes followed closely behind, launching a large-scale encirclement and interception from the sea and sky, vowing to kill this guy who dared to come to the door to provoke.

Of course, the use of nuclear torpedoes is definitely not possible, this is their offshore waters, and the use of this thing is no different from suicide, the sea water contaminated with radiation will bring a real disaster to the coast, and there is no need to use this thing with their defensive strength.

With the eyes of the silver shadow, looking at at at the at least four warships that appeared on the sea in the distance, as well as the swarm of Orion anti-submarine planes overhead, Wang Yue showed a satisfied smile nearly 10,000 kilometers away.

"Why do you always like to put your arms around people's shoulders?" Su Qi looked at Wang Yue suspiciously, this guy is very abnormal today, although he used to occasionally hug her shoulders like a good buddy, but it was the first time that he was so frequent today, and not only her, except for Rourou and Chen Xiaoya today, Boss Wang almost every girl has hugged her shoulders, especially those wearing low-cut clothes.

"Everyone is a good brother, what's the big deal about borrowing a shoulder? You see, even Xiaoya doesn't mind. Wang Yue said very purely.

Su Qi frowned and glanced at him, always feeling that something was wrong, but she couldn't find anything wrong, although this guy put his arm around her shoulder, the distance was absolutely fine, even farther away than before, it was definitely not an ulterior motive.

Of course, the poor girl didn't know that the two eyes on Wang Yue's face were indeed far enough away, but the eyes on her hand were looking down from her neck to enjoy the scenery inside her clothes.

Of course, peeping at girls is just Wang Yue's hobby, just when he was playing with the flowers, Xie's evil conspiracy was going on tens of thousands of kilometers away, and the attack of Silver Shadow would certainly not be blocked by a small patrol ship, if you really wanted to, the Legend would have been stabbed into the bottom of the sea at this time, and the reason why you played with it was just to turn the tiger away from the mountain.

Just when all the US imperialist warships off the coast of San Francisco and all the anti-submarine planes at the San Francisco base were all diverted, the huge body of the second fool quietly crawled out of the outer edge of the continental shelf, and then quickly climbed to the bottom of the sea to wait on the course, with four torpedoes rolled on its four wrists and legs.

Wang Yue's goal is very simple, that is, the Japanese oil tanker, but this thing is not easy to deal with, the giant oil tanker is even more difficult to sink than a large destroyer, because its shell is too thick, and even the Exocet anti-ship missile is very difficult to deal with this thing during the ship attack war of the Iran-Iraq war, because it can't cause much damage after being hit, so it is very unsafe to use the silver shadow to deal with this thing, maybe it has not yet stabbed it The anti-submarine missile of the US imperialism has arrived, and the best way is to sink it directly with a torpedo.

The poor captain of the Japanese tanker had no idea that he was the real prey, and he was glad that the battle had given him a rare safety gap, and the huge ship laden with crude oil sailed westward at the fastest speed it could reach, quickly closing the distance between him and Ersil.

"Hey, you concentrate and you can fall asleep dancing!" Chen Xiaoya said to Wang Yue very dissatisfied.

In order to thank those employees for their efforts for several months, Boss Wang specially chartered a sea-view hall in the city's most luxurious hotel to hold an internal celebration ball, except for Chen Xiaoya and Rourou.

"What's the point of dancing like this, how good it is for us to go to a place where no one is around, to dance together alone, to the intoxicating music, in the flickering candlelight, we hug each other, to feel each other's heartbeats in the gentle dance steps, and to smell the smell of the near touch in the faint fragrance." Wang Yue said in a wet tone.

"And then I'll be pressed against the wall by you and do whatever I want?" Chen Xiaoya said with a smile.

"Well, why are you so direct, you have to learn to be romantic, you have to know how to be emotional, you know? While the results are exactly what you might have guessed, that's the difference between the upper class and the civilian world. Wang Yue said with a melancholy face.

"The difference is that one is more crisp and the other is a waste of time, and then you end up being pushed down in bed." Chen Xiaoya said with a smile.

"Yes." Wang Yue stroked her little butt and said very ambiguously

As he spoke, he closed his eyes again, only to find that a huge shadow was getting closer and closer on the sea not far above him, against a bright sunny background.

"Okay, good, don't talk, let me lie down first!" This guy immediately said and hugged Chen Xiaoya into his arms, and then directly closed his eyes and lay on her shoulder.

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