Chapter 631: Chaos on
If there is no war in Siguo. Then for the thousandth majority. The announcement of the old opposition day should be an ordinary day, and in such an ordinary day, most people will choose to sleep until dawn.
But for Mr. Morrison "the 4th of July 4 will be a day he will never forget, and in this day he is destined to become a witness to history."
In fact, on this morning, Mr. Morrison was woken up, and the person who woke him was none other than him. It was the drunkard captain and Oriental adventurer from France, Mr. Luc, Mr. Luc.
Morrison was woken up in a villa in the Port Arthur Military, originally built by the Governor of Tsarist Russia in the Far East, which was confiscated by the Japanese army after the Russo-Japanese War. It is now owned by the "Kanto Prefecture" of Japan. Specially used to house distinguished guests, because facing the Arthur military port, so the scenery is excellent, standing by the window, you can see the scenery in the military port. And those warships moored in the military port, of course. For this reason, the villa is not used to receive ordinary guests, especially foreign guests. Morrison was able to stay in this villa for the benefit of his status.
Morrison is the editor-in-chief of the Far East of the British newspaper "The Times"; because of his accurate foresight of the development of the situation in China and the situation in the Far East as a whole, Morrison is now famous, and more and more governments and well-known figures are willing to accept interviews with editor-in-chief Morrison It would also further promote the friendship between the Japanese and British people, although Morrison was accurately Australian, but as long as he still held a British Empire passport and held the position of editor-in-chief of the Times for the Far East, then. He is the counterpart that the Japanese government is trying to woo
Out of this consideration, the Japanese government instructed the "Governor of Kanto" Fukushima Yasumasa to send a letter of invitation to Morrison, inviting Mr. Morrison to visit the Lushun Governor's Office. And Morrison did not hesitate to accept this invitation, now the relationship between China and Japan is becoming more and more tense, Morrison will not let go of this opportunity to get close to Japan's high-level political and military figures, he needs to understand whether the Japanese government's policy towards China will change, but also hope to further enhance his reputation through this interview, which is very beneficial to the future career development of Yuzu, in fact, now the Australian government has noticed Morrison's fame, and has also tested Morrison himself, If Morrison gives the nod, he will likely have a chance to get a good position in the Australian government, but Morrison now wants to go to the UK and he needs to raise his profile even further.
So, Morrison accepted Fukushima's invitation and rushed to Lushun yesterday with great interest. Because he came by train, he met an old acquaintance, Mr. Bessonluc, on the way, and was very happy to hear that Morrison was going to Lushun to interview Mr. Besson, the "Governor of the Kanto Metropolitan Area" of Japan, and he tried his best to get close to Morrison, hoping that the editor-in-chief could lead him to the Japanese "Kanto Governor's Office" in Lushun to open his eyes, and in order to achieve this purpose, Mr. Besson even did not hesitate to be Mr. Morrison's follower. As a "newspaper assistant", he followed Morrison to Lushun.
It was for this reason that Mr. Besson was able to put on his pajamas at a little past seven o'clock this morning. He walked to the door of Mr. Morrison's bedroom, and then waved two fists, knocked on the door, and woke Mr. Morrison from his sleep like a drum.
Last night, he had just attended a small welcome banquet hosted by Yasumasa Fukushima himself, and he was in a good mood, so Morrison drank a few more glasses, and slept very soundly this night, when he was woken up by the knock on the door, and Morrison was indeed very annoyed. So he put on his dressing gown and put on his leather shoes. With a grim face, he walked behind the door, pulled it open, and saw Mr. Besson with an excited face.
"Are you drunk?"
Morrison first smelled a strong whiskey, and at yesterday's banquet, the French captain was again drunk into a puddle of mud as before. and almost revealed his true identity, and in the end it was Morrison and a Japanese officer who carried him to his bedroom, but now it seems. Drunkards also have strengths, at least wake up faster.
"Wine? Now is not the time to drink. ”
Mr. Besson glared and waved his arms, as if he wanted to say something to Morrison, but in the end, perhaps he felt that it was better to say something, so he simply grabbed Morrison by the arm, pulled him out of the room, and then dragged Morrison into his room, and motioned for Morrison to stand by the window.
Before he could get close to the window, Morrison heard a low "hum" sound, and his curiosity suppressed the strong dissatisfaction, so he walked to the window and looked out of the villa.
The "buzzing" sound came from the sky, and Morrison glanced at the sky and immediately understood what was going on.
A swarm of planes flew in the sky, judging by the course. Coming from the south, Morrison roughly counted the number of planes, and it was more than thirty, which is indeed a large number, and it is no wonder that Mr. Besson would make a special comparison. The room called him up and looked at the surprise. "Oh, it's the plane. It seems that it is a fighter, because it is impossible for a reconnaissance aircraft to make so many sorties at the same time
Morrison nodded very well, as a journalist and editor-in-chief, he must master the knowledge of encyclopedia, plus the world aviation industry has made great progress in the past few years, Morrison is very clear about the classification of aircraft.
"I've never seen so many planes flying in formation. They are aircraft of the Japanese army
The French drunkard yelled and began to rummage through the cabinets, eventually finding a monocular from the drawer of the bedside table, and then quickly ran back to the window, holding the telescope to look at the group of planes that had entered a circled state.
"Hah! Not Japanese planes! They were Chinese planes with that red battle flag painted on the fuselage. ”
Morrison was very surprised to hear the exclamation of the French drunkard.
"What? China's wool machine? And painted battle flags? Did you read that right? Morrison was a little dumbfounded.
"If you don't believe it. You can see it yourself with a telescope. The French drunkard gave Morrison the telescope.
Morrison raised his binoculars and looked at the group of planes, and sure enough, the eye-catching red battle flag was indeed not the imagination of the drunkard. The group of planes that had just flown over Lushun were a group of Chinese military planes, and some of them appeared to have bombs hanging under their bellies.
"What's going on?. Morrison was shocked, but what shocked him even more was yet to come.
Just after the group of fighters lowered their flight altitude, with a more noisy roar of engines, another plane flew from the south and entered the sky over the military port, and this was a large plane, it was not ordinarily large, it had four engines, and the huge fuselage was simply stunned.
"Oh my God! What is that? Aerial monsters? ”
The exaggerated shouts of the Frenchman were heard, but this did not affect Morrison's observation, and he held up the telescope. It was soon discovered that the fuselage of the large plane was also painted with the red battle flag with the words "Iron and Blood Republic", which was also a Chinese military aircraft, but the strange thing was that the plane did not seem to have any bombs hung, and according to common sense, such a large aircraft is obviously more suitable for carrying bombs for ground bombing, just like the kind of bomber with two engines equipped by the German ** team.
"This is not a bomber?" Morrison couldn't make up his mind.
It was at this moment that the shouts of the Frenchmen finally caught Morrison's attention.
"Look! That warship moored there! Is that the Japanese Navy's "King Kong, No.?" When did it enter the military port? When we came here yesterday, it wasn't there
"Are you sure?".
Morrison raised his binoculars and moved the camera to the sea, and then he saw a large warship, indeed, it was very long, and when he arrived in Arthur yesterday, it was not in the military port.
"It must have sailed into the military port last night, and I think the Japanese must have dredged the channel, otherwise it would be impossible for a battleship of this size to enter the military and anchor at low tide." The Frenchman nodded affirmatively.
"But as far as I know," King Kong. The standard displacement of the battleship is 26,000 tons, can such a large warship be anchored in Arthur? Not afraid of running aground? "There's something strange about Morrison.
"Hah! Mr. Editor-in-Chief. When it comes to the ship, you'd better not say anything about it, but know that in front of you, there's a real captain. ”
Mr. Besson smiled triumphantly, and then solemnly pointed out the error of Morrison's subjective conjecture.
"Although, King Kong. The displacement of the number far exceeds that of "Iwami Circumference." Such an old battleship, but because "the King Kong, the hull is longer, and the width of the hull is wider, therefore, its draft is shallower than the old battleship, so," the battleship King Kong, there is no problem with mooring in Arthur, the only thing to worry about is the access channel of the military port, but now it seems that the Japanese have long since neglected the channel, otherwise, "King Kong." The ship couldn't have sneaked into the port quietly while we were sleeping
Listening to the Frenchman's explanation, Morrison understood a little, but his interest now was not in the battleship, but in the group of planes that flew into the port.
Just as Morrison moved the telescope back into the sky, the gunshots rang out.
"Tart tart", tart coo
It seemed that the sailors on the deck of a warship were shooting, but the gunfire did not last long, and several fighters pounced from the sky at the same time as the gunfire rang out, and more violent gunfire rang out, and then abruptly stopped, and there was a sudden silence all around.
Morrison and Besson were stunned, and then the silent military harbor was tossed over by a low roar of engines. ”
Soon, Morrison and Besson stood by the window and saw the strange sight in the sky, a strange sight that they would never forget.
In fact, it was from this moment that the chaos in the military port began. ,