Chapter Sixty-Eight: Stalin's New Pacific Fleet

Well, Yang is really creative.

But Huang Qingchang knew that this was definitely the best way to deal with it at present, with the secret assistance of the bald guy, the two hundred million dollars could definitely be obtained.

His brother-in-law's money is not his money.

But Yang Feng can turn his brother-in-law's money into his, for the bald guy who is now busy protecting Jiangshan, even if it is four or six open, the huge sum of 80 million US dollars is enough for him to do a lot of things.

If it was before, when the Kong family was still his main ally, of course this kind of thing could not be done, he needed the Kong family to pay for it, and he could ask for it directly, but now the main property of the Kong family has been transferred to the United States, and it has actually been out of his control, that is to say, the alliance between the two sides no longer exists, one day Kong Xiangxi patted the pi shares and left, he could only look at the Pacific Ocean in the country, and he could not be like Yang Feng, fighting tigers and squeezing some windfalls, so that everyone under his hands is in danger, who is still messing with him?

It's not that he doesn't care about the Kong family's money, it's just that he can't do it.

But Yang Feng put the opportunity in front of him, will the bald guy miss it?

Thinking about this, Huang Qingchang immediately rushed to find his relationship to convey Yang Feng's goodwill to the bald guy, a big capitalist like him, who doesn't have a few friends in the Minhua government? If you want to convey Yang Feng's words to the bald guy, it is nothing more than a secret letter, and the only problem in this matter is how to achieve mutual trust between the two sides.

But this has nothing to do with him, he is just a middleman.

Looking at the back of him leaving, Yang Yuanshou smiled happily with a wine glass in one hand and crab claws in the other, he and the bald guy will have to play happily for decades in the future, give him some sweetness to eat first, and it will be more convenient to do anything in the future, if the cooperation is happy this time, you might as well find a few more unlucky ghosts, anyway, after the big and small greedy people under him are scattered, they basically transferred their property to the United States, rather than letting them take these people's hard-earned money out and spend the rest of their lives drinking, it is better to squeeze it out for themselves!

The next day, he waited for Chen Jiageng, who was the middleman for the bald guy, but it was obvious that the bald guy was not a person, and the latter not only did not help Kong Xiangxi say good things, but praised Yang Feng's move, and probably saw his hope for the light. Of course, Chen Jiageng didn't know that after he re-boarded the Constellation passenger plane of Daming Imperial Airlines with Yang Feng's offer, a secret letter written by Yang Feng himself was also handed over to the bald guy, and then the next day, the ten York-style transport planes that were seized at Hengyang Airport took off full of hungry people. And more than two hours later, when they flew out of Minhua, Lin Zun's fleet, which was being escorted south at sea, suddenly found that the huge warships around them had accelerated and abandoned them, and at the same time, the telegram from Nanjing was also handed over to Lin Zun.

Continue north to Yokosuka as originally planned.

"What's this called?"

Lin Zun said with a wry smile.

In the eyes of those who know the inside story, this is the bald guy who has succumbed, which is not surprising, these warships are what he urgently needs to rebuild the navy, and they are also urgently needed in the northern battlefield, and it is impossible to have any accidents for Kong Xiangxi.

But Yang Feng knew that the bald guy was answering him in this way.

But at the same time, he got a very unexpected news.

"What? Can their broken ship still get out? โ€

Fรผhrer Yang looked at Van Mock with a look of horror.

Starling sent another fleet, and it was a very powerful fleet, led by the Gangut, the battleship, the overlord of the sea, but it was a little old, or the legacy left by Nikolai, but it was still the treasure of the Soviet Navy, after all, Starling now has two left, and the other is the Sevastopol of the Black Sea Fleet, of course, the old man, the twelve 305mm guns are still a mortal threat to the Ming Navy.

But the question is...

"It seems that this broken ship has a range of only a few thousand nautical miles, right? I remember the last time the Sevastopol went to the Black Sea Fleet, but as soon as it reached the English Channel, it had to go to the Gauls to have it repaired. โ€

Yang Feng said in disbelief.

"That's why the Soviets went with us, not the safer route to the Americas."

Van Mock said with a shrug.

"But they're not here to fight you, and you know that they now have only four destroyers left in the Pacific Fleet, and it's clear that this kind of strength is very humiliating in this area, even if it is for the sake of face, Stalin must fill his empty military port. So this time, instead of going through the Strait of Malacca, they went east from Sumatra and the southern waters of Java through the Maluku Islands to make a detour through Luzon, and the Soviet government has already sent a request to us and to the United States to provide them with port calls along the way. โ€

Van Mork continued, looking very happy, for Starling like a poor little daughter-in-law, came to ask for their help, these Imperial Righteous people are basically like this now.

"What else is there but the Gangut?"

The culprit who had driven Staling to such a point asked happily.

"And the cruiser Red Caucasus, six destroyers, and six merchant ships from the Black Sea Fleet, and you know that these ships would have had a hard time learning to really walk without a lot of nannies."

Van Mock was very unkindly analogic.

"Garbage, a bunch of garbage, Staling doesn't have anything to deal with, let's leave him alone, let's come."

As soon as he heard this configuration, Yang Feng automatically threw this fleet aside, it was obvious that Starling was broken this time, anyway, he was so in tatters, no matter how much he put it together, he couldn't make up anything good, and even sent out garbage like the Red Caucasus, Comrade Starlin this time he separated his legs and let him pick up.

"Your Excellency the Governor, do you want arms?"

Yang Feng then said.

"Arms? What kind of munitions? โ€

Van Mork was stunned for a moment.

"As far as the ones my army uses now, automatic rifles, general-purpose machine guns, and heavy machine guns are ready to be eliminated, my next step is to replace them with new equipment, these eliminated ones are not needed anyway, if you want them, I will send you a batch, and help me ask General de Gaulle, do they want it, this batch of ammunition is enough to arm three divisions, and there are tens of millions of bullets, if he also wants it, you can simply divide it equally, give it away for free, no money."

Yang Feng said with a smile.

Van Mork's heart was pounding unhappily.