After rendezvous with the South Atlantic Fleet, Ling Wencha was transferred to the South Atlantic Fleet. Admiral Ding Guozhen arranged for him to return to China and go to the Luda Base Naval Shipyard to serve as the chief construction officer of the two heavy fleet aircraft carriers under construction, which was equivalent to a vacation.

Ling Wencha took his wife from Qinzhou to the base of the Luda University.

As one of the newly promoted admirals, the Luda Naval Base Command made an exception to assign him a two-story villa in the residential area of senior officers outside the naval base, which is a treatment that can only be enjoyed by vice admiral-level bigwigs.

As the liaison between the High Command and the Navy's South Atlantic Fleet, Ling Wencha certainly had access to many of the Empire's top secrets. The Emperor and Prime Minister generally paid little attention to the specific battle plans of the navy, but they often asked about some matters related to the equipment of the Imperial Navy.

Recently, Prime Minister Lee Kum-tang lost his temper over the fact that the navy had deliberately delayed the construction of two battleships for the Abysian Empire in East Africa, accusing the navy of "ignoring the overall situation for the sake of two broken battleships."

It seems that several colleagues who are seeking to become captains of these two "African battleships" may be disappointed again this time.

In the first year of the war, the atmosphere in the High Command was tense for a while, and then gradually returned to normal. Now that the situation has stabilized, all that remains is for the empire's huge battlefield machine to fully operate and slowly crush all enemies.

The current operational focus on the Imperial Navy is in the Caribbean.

An air fleet led by Admiral Tang Jinchao attacked a transit airfield built by the East Franks on the Faroe Islands, essentially cutting off the European coalition forces occupying Iceland from a source of replenishment of combat aircraft.

The Imperial Army, as always, was concerned about the Eastern European theater, and every time the Emperor and Prime Minister Lee Kum-tang made a decision to strengthen the navy or the aviation forces, it was bound to cause a lot of complaints in the Army Officers' Club. The Army General Staff and the Army Commanders of the Don and Northern Theaters submitted several so-called "operational plans for counterattacks on the Eastern European Front," but they were all rejected by the Supreme Command.

The decision of the Supreme High Command was the Eastern European theater, which remained predominantly defensive.

The army generals in the Eastern European theater, although they had more than one million elite troops in the Imperial Army, could only sit on the Eastern Front and watch their colleagues make meritorious achievements in the Middle East and North Africa theaters and become higher ranks.

Ling Wencha came home from work from his office in the office building of the Navy Shipyard, and these days, there were no big ships launched, and the naval officers at the base were rare for a few days.

His wife An Jiaqi has been complaining to him that he doesn't care about Ling Kaiyue's affairs, this little son was spoiled by her, and he secretly ran away from the army to become a soldier. With Ling Wencha's current status, it should be easy to transfer his son back from the army through connections, but he can't do that.

Ling Kaiyue has indeed been pampered too much since he was a child, and he has developed a very willful problem, and suffering more sins in the army is very good for his future. In fact, in his heart, he was still very worried about the safety of his youngest son, after all, the army units, especially the mountain troops, not only trained very hard, but also carried out some very arduous and dangerous combat missions.

When Ling Wencha entered the house, he saw his eldest daughter Ling Jingyuan, who was already working, wearing a popular light cyan short skirt standing next to the mirror on the porch hanger, looking like she was about to go out.

"What, Jingyuan, where are you going?" Ling Wencha frowned, Ling Jingyuan found a boyfriend of Jewish descent and a so-called "pacifist writer", which made Ling Wencha, who was born in a conservative family, very opposed, but there was nothing he could do with his daughter, who was already working in the radio station.

When he was at the base of the brigade, Ling Jingyuan basically didn't come to see him, but only because An Jiaqi moved over, he moved back to live at home.

The eldest daughter, who was not very tall, smiled at him, "Oh, there's a show at the State Theater today, and we need to record it live and broadcast it on the radio." ”

Ling Wencha turned his gaze to An Jiaqi, but his wife was speaking for his daughter: "Jingyuan is going to work, is there anything wrong with doing this?" "She said she would come back as soon as she finished work." ”

"Is that so?" Ling Wencha frowned, "A girl still has to work at night, what kind of bad problem is this." ”

A smile appeared on the corner of Ling Jingyi's mouth, as if mocking Ling Wencha's old-fashioned and stubbornness: "Dad, you should take a good look at those factories and count how many women in this city are working overtime. What age is this, that is, you are like this and those old ...... in the Luoyang Palace" She saw her father's gaze suddenly become stern, so she quickly closed her mouth and hurried out.

Ling Wencha kept his face stiff, changed his slippers and entered the living room without a sound.

After graduating from university, Ling Jingyuan worked at the Luda Radio Station under the Imperial Ministry of Culture, and Ling Wencha was very prejudiced against writers who only knew how to talk about the so-called pacifism, believing that they knew nothing about the truth of the war and would do nothing but discredit their own country.

He was a navyman who was loyal to the Empire, so he couldn't understand the choice of his eldest daughter.

An Jiaqi brought a pot of stewed pork chops and two plates of stir-fried vegetables, served rice, and the two began to sit and eat slowly. She poured her husband half a glass of red wine and then poured some for herself as well.

She saw Ling Wencha take a sip of wine before she said, "You know, Kerry has a letter. ”

"What? It's rare for him to remember that we're all alive. Where is he? What is the situation now? Ling Wencha's hand trembled, and some of the red wine in the cup spilled, but he still asked casually. Ling Kairui is the pride of him and his wife, and he has maintained excellent academic performance since he was a child, and he is the first doctor of physics in the Ling family.

They hadn't heard from Ling Kairui for over a year, and Ling Wencha was actually very worried about his situation. Ling Kairui has always been very regular in doing things, and he will definitely write a letter to his family on a fixed day every month, and this is the first time that such an abnormal thing has appeared.

For this reason, Ling Wencha once called Jinyang University, where Ling Kairui studied, and asked about his son's situation. The answer was that their son had been drafted by the Imperial Air Force, and the school did not know the exact situation.

Oh my God, the damn Air Force and Zhu Liwen (Director of Aviation Training of the Imperial Air Force) actually recruited the best son of the Ling family, a doctor of physics, into the army?! Of course, Ling Wencha didn't dare to tell An Jiaqi what he heard, but he was very worried in his heart. He often dreamed of his son dying in the wreckage of a smoking plane in the fields of Eastern Europe, or of Ling Carrey piloting a plane to drop bombs on a warship in a hail of bullets.