Chapter 472: What's the Big Deal

Although the Japanese Army has always had prejudices against the navy, and among them, Nogi Nishinori is the most serious one, and every year's military expenditure, the navy will occupy seven floors, which makes Nogi Nishidan very resentful. However, now, at the moment of the great enemy, he can only abandon these prejudices and quickly send the information sent by Liaodong back to the base camp, and hope that the base camp can immediately notify the navy to prepare for battle.

Japan, after a winter of depression, Tokyo finally has a warm atmosphere, and in the prime minister's office, Ito Hirobumi, who is dressed in a suit, is constantly flipping through the documents delivered from all over the world. Every now and then, he would smile a little.

Since the signing of the armistice agreement with Liaodong, Ito Hirobumi's anxiety has finally eased, and if he does not enter like this, within three months, Japan will face attacks from one country, not two or even three.

He was completely sure that within three months, he would be able to force Tsarist Russia to surrender. In this way, with Japan's ability, it is very easy to eliminate Liu Jun in Liaodong and the more than 10,000 horses in Germany.

"Prime Minister, North Korea is in an emergency." Inoue walked in briskly and handed a telegram to Hirobumi Ito.

Seeing Ito Hirobumi pick up the telegram, Inoue Shin said quickly: "Nogi Nishinori sent an urgent telegram, the Pacific Fleet has left Lushun and is returning to Vladivostok, I hope that the base camp can notify the Combined Fleet in time and prepare for battle." ”

Needless to say, it is written very clearly, however, looking at the information above, Ito Hirobumi is not easy to draw conclusions, after all, he understands that Nogi Nishinori is a matter of hating the military expenses of the naval occupation. He doubted the authenticity of the plan.

Without replying, Ito Hirobumi just put the telegram in his hand on the table: "Does Lushun have any information sent back?" ”

"Not at the moment."

Hmph, with a cold snort, Ito Hirofumi put the telegram aside, needless to say, if even the personnel of the intelligence station did not send information, then this information must be false.

In the sea area of Vladivostok, the sea breeze at dusk kept blowing on the sea, and on the battleship Yaeyama, the captain of the ship, Ichiro Jogi, was quietly in the cabin, looking at himself and his wife before leaving.

Since taking Vladivostok, Yaeyama has been unsuitable for transportation missions due to its long time in the water, so it formed a patrol fleet with the armored cruiser Izumo and two torpedo cruisers to patrol the waters around Vladivostok.

The alarm clock on the Tata tower wall went off again. Qiao Mu Ichiro looked at it, it was already six o'clock, and in an hour, he would be able to return.

Coo-co

"What's going on, why are the battle alarms sounding?"

"Commander, soot has been found in the southwest." The first mate told the situation as he walked.

"Are you sure what country the ship does not have?"

"It's too far away to see." After the first mate finished speaking, he followed closely behind Ichiro Chomoto and ran towards the bridge.

As soon as he arrived at the bridge and raised the telescope in his hand, Ichiro Chomoto clearly saw that in the southwest, a large amount of smoke was remembered, and the sky was reflected in inky black.

Where is the ship, Qiao Ben bowed his head, he remembered, at this time, there was no Japanese transport fleet and escort fleet in Japan to enter here.

"Found the Tsarist Pacific Fleet, two battleships, four armored cruisers, five torpedo cruisers." On the lookout, the lookout finally saw the flags of the battleships in the distance. There was a heart-rending roar.

With a bang, Ichiro Kyomoto felt a thunderbolt explode above his head.

Withdraw, it's too late now, the Tsarist fleet has already been put into battle formation, and it is less than six nautical miles away from itself, that is, it has less than ten minutes to prepare.

"The ships are loaded with live ammunition and ready for battle." Closing his eyes, Ichiro Kyomoto gave an order that surprised even himself.

In Vladivostok, the sky has lost its fingers, and on the Mikasa, Ito always feels that something bad is happening. Because it's ten o'clock now, but until now, the fleet that went out to patrol still hasn't returned, which would not have happened at all.

After the occupation of Vladivostok, he gave an order that the patrol fleet must return to Vladivostok at eight o'clock every day, and this time has not been late, but today.

What surprised him even more was that an hour earlier, he had sent a torpedo boat to sail to look for him, but the torpedo boat had not returned, which made him even more unsure.

"Still haven't come back?" I saw my first mate coming over. Yuhiro Ito's quiet Q&A.

"There is no news." The first mate shook his head and replied in the affirmative.

Strange, where did it go. Ito narrowed his eyes in confusion.

An earth-shattering explosion rang out, and through the lights of the harbor, Ito saw a torpedo cruiser moored not far away, shot in the middle, and was emitting orange fire.

"Enemy attack. Enemy attack. Ito reacted at once and began to shout heartbreakingly, he finally understood why the patrol fleet had not come back until now, because it was impossible for the patrol fleet to come back.

Vladivostok, after suffering the smoke of war more than ten days ago, once again ushered in the baptism of war.

Lushun City, the headquarters of the Liaodong Army. Liu Jun, who had been busy all day, breathed a sigh of relief, took off the pen in his hand, took the cloak from Zheng Yiqian's hand and stood up to go home.

"****, what the hell are you robbing?" Before he walked to the door, Zhong Lin lowered his head and bumped into Liu Jun.

"There's something big going on in the head." Zhong Lin pulled Liu Jun's hands and said in surprise.

What's wrong, what's wrong, could it be that the battle in Xinjiang was lost, as soon as he heard Zhong Lin's words, Liu Jun looked at Zhong Lin with wide eyes in confusion.

"Head, the Tsarist Pacific Fleet has made the Combined Fleet miserable this time, the Combined Fleet battleship Yaeyama was sunk, the Mikasa was heavily damaged, and the Izumo and Akaisei were damaged. Three armored cruisers of the Saikyo Maru were sunk.

"What?" Liu Jun grabbed Zhong Lin by the collar.

"Didn't Lao Tzu inform Japan to get ready, why did they still lose so much compared to the Japanese Combined Fleet." Roar, a roar.

"Don't mention it, Nogi Nishinori sent the information to Japan, but Ito Hirobumi thought that the information was false and did not inform the Combined Fleet." Zhong Lin lowered his head, and he was weakly groomed.

Paralyzed, this loser, after Liu Jun scolded angrily in his heart, he immediately reacted: "What about the Pacific Fleet?" Pacific Fleet? ”

"Annihilation." Zhong Lin said weakly again.

In the hahahaha office, there was silence at first, and then Liu Jun laughed heartily.