On this afternoon, the port of Sulina was unusually busy. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Of course, there is no prosperity here, only the cold metal and the pungent smell of gunpowder, the smell of gunpowder in the air is captured by the human touch, and the tense atmosphere envelops everyone's heart. The port's containers have been moved away in favor of heavy steel decks and long-range artillery fire along the coast. The port is piled with supplies mainly ammunition and food, and servicemen with Kalashnikov rifles on their backs are sweating profusely carrying ammunition boxes that have just been unloaded from trucks.

Soon it will be possible to turn into the front line of the conflict.

Excited, frightened, serious, and meticulous faces are all over the area. Because of the Kalibr cruise missiles launched from the high seas, their main task is to protect the port city closest to Ukraine from landing enemy troops from here, and at the same time to prepare interceptor missiles, which they will intercept if the Black Sea Fleet tries to launch cruise missiles again.

They did not wait for the Black Sea Fleet of the USSR, but for the fleet of Montana-class destroyers, which had been missing for more than 30 hours. Looking out at the distant sea level, they can see the Romanian flag fluttering in the sea breeze.

However, this fleet had already been rebelled against and became the first army to overthrow the Romanian oligarchy.

Beyond a large expanse of azure water, the buildings of the port of Sullina were already in the sight of Captain Antonetasescu, the fleet was approaching the harbor without fear, and the 76mm naval guns and anti-ship missiles were ready to withstand the wrath of the people.

Antone Tasescu's expression was solemn, if he did it, they would all be victims of the war. Then he felt ridiculous at the inexplicable sympathy that arose in his heart, and who was not a pathetic victim of this era? How many politicians still remember the destitute soldiers who walked on the streets after being disarmed.

The first mate walked up to the captain and said with some embarrassment, "Captain, the command has asked you to explain the disappearance of more than 30 hours, and let the Montana-class destroyer be ready for battle and immediately block the Romanian waters." ”

Headquarters?

It's ridiculous.

Haven't these stupid corpse vegetarian people still understood where they lost? Ignorance blinds everyone, and the admiral, who only cares about hiding in his office and counting money, will never understand the difference between an army that sticks to the faith and a guy who lives for money.

The fact that the Soviet Union can become a torrent that sweeps the world is more about the power of faith. Those fools will never understand what a terrible existence can be for an army blessed with faith.

Antone Tasescu shook his head, after he made that dangerous decision, the command had already turned into an enemy.

"No, I have more important things to do. Whether it is the high-level people in the naval command who eat and wait for death, or the political oligarchs who oppress the people, they will all be liquidated next. Romania will not spare anyone who tries to squeeze the people, and they will not forget those who are loyal to the people. Listen, first mate, our order should be recast. ”

The captain paused visibly as he spoke of order reforgment.

How much he loves this country.

It is precisely because of this that it is necessary to destroy the hypocritical order created by the democrats with their own hands.

Are you really old......

Antonite Tasescu sighed, recalling that when he was a young man, he was a sailor and fought passionately for the construction of socialism. When he reached the middle level of the navy, he didn't expect that what he was waiting for was the drastic changes in Eastern Europe.

The once-beloved country has disappeared and has been replaced by a bunch of ridiculous, despicable traitors.

The change in the social system directly affected the entire Navy, and a bunch of incompetent wastes sat in the place of the command.

They looted the people's property, built themselves palatial villas, staggeringly expensive luxury cars, and pondered what luxurious furniture to furnish inside.

They didn't take into account the people who lived in the sewers, and the water was hot.

They will not care if they have made promises of democracy and freedom. Those promises are less than garbage, and when the whole country is in power, they are thrown into the box.

This is not the socialism that the Romanian people want. Not even socialism. It's just the rule of the oligarchs.

The first mate asked with some hesitation, "With all due respect, Captain Antonettescu, what are you doing this for?" Rebellion does not bring you a bright future, and failure can ruin everything for you. ”

"Somebody has to do something, and in 1989 we missed an opportunity to change the country. Coldly watched him being occupied by a group of despicable and shameless villains. So today I will not let the tragedy happen again. ”

The cold sea breeze blew on Antone Tasescu's face, and he said expressionlessly, "Do it." ”

"For the future of the people, for Romania not to suffer anymore."

The first mate nodded.

"Captain, whatever you do, all the crew members of the Montana-class destroyer will be with you to the death."

The Romanian troops stationed in the port of Poti did not realize that they were in a catastrophe, and even the ZSU-23-4 self-propelled guns and shore-to-ship missiles were unmanned, especially after the close to the port was still their own navy, and this group of people did not care even more.

Depravity and pleasure have long paralyzed the souls of the Eastern European armies, and they are growing fat day by day in tobacco and alcohol.

The 76mm guns, which had been quiet at the bow of the Montana-class destroyers, suddenly let out an angry roar and roar, and opened fire on the anti-aircraft guns and tanks deployed in the harbor. Wherever the shells passed, a dazzling fire could be seen exploding, and the smoke spreading from the center of the explosion enveloped the entire harbor.

The shelling of the "Aurora" fired the first sound of armed resistance.

The originally lazy Romanian Army exploded directly, and they hurriedly grabbed their helmets and put them on their heads to prepare for a head-on attack, but they just happened to see the self-propelled guns and tanks deployed on the shore being bombarded by the approaching Montana-class destroyers. When the 76mm artillery fire raged through, only one chassis of the original T55 tank was burning, and the turret was overturned to the ground by a dozen rounds of naval guns a minute, and it was completely deformed in the heat except for the charred scrap metal.

Of course, the destroyer's strike was not over, and after the ship's guns vented their anger, they continued to attack the small missile boats in the harbor and the tanks of the armored battalion. The missile boats and tanks of the Romanian troops all fell prey to the Montana-class destroyers, and the panicked Romanian troops watched the buildings, tanks, armored vehicles explode in front of their eyes, and the heat wave set off turned the soldiers directly into the sea.

The entire harbor was reduced to a sea of fire, and the lightning strikes of the Montaine-class destroyers almost wiped out the troops deployed in the harbor. And the soldiers who came to their senses also began to shoot at the Montana destroyer.

Anti-ship missiles and 38mm guns were all aimed at the advancing Montaine-class destroyers.

Antone Tasescu slowly closed his eyes, it was difficult to change anything with the strength of a destroyer alone.

But in the next moment, instead of being blown into the sea to feed the fish, they saw countless SS-N-12 sandbox missiles flying overhead, heading towards the missiles and cannons deployed in the harbor. At the same time, AK130 large naval guns also began to fire at the shore, and the 130mm caliber directly blew those deployed anti-ship missiles and cannons to pieces, tearing the entire port into pieces, and the flames of the explosion shone on the deep-water port, and orange-red flames swept everything.

When everything returned to calm, only a burning sea of fire remained, turning from a starlight to a prairie fire, sweeping everything.

Antone Tasescu looked back in shock, and he saw the red star on the broadside.

The huge tonnage made people's eyes dazed, and the appearance of the Glorious-class cruiser stung his eyes at this moment.

The army that once wanted to liberate the entire world proletariat.

The Red Navy, which has never changed its ideals in the washing of years.

The unbreakable legion of the Red Alliance, at last, has arrived. (To be continued.) )