At night, the bay looks peaceful and peaceful, except for the starlight dotted in the night, the whole sea is gradually falling asleep in the dark. However, the Belgian naval base in Zeebruch was very lively tonight, and the Keeling-class destroyer, which had just been commissioned at this time, slowly sailed out of the harbor under the cover of night. Not only this destroyer, but all the small and medium-sized frigates and minesweepers of Belgium sailed out of port.

All ships were used to escort the destroyer, named the USS Leopold III, because it was loaded with a hydrogen-nuclear warhead that Albert had poured out of the Holy Grail space. Compared with the T-N-T yield of tens of thousands of tons of the atomic bomb, the T-N-T yield of this hydrogen bomb has reached 700,000 tons, although it is not as terrible as the first practical hydrogen bomb detonated by the United States on Bikini Island on March 1, 1954, with a yield of up to 15 million tons, but compared to the fat man and little boy in Hiroshima and Nagasaki, it is already a perverted product.

This hydrogen-bomb Albert named him the Kingfish Bomb.

Without long-range missiles, this nuclear warhead can only be detonated by delayed or remotely controlled detonation.

The operation was personally commanded by Vermaelen, and no one except for him and a few high-ranking officials knew where the so-called exercise was going to sea and what the purpose of the exercise was.

At this time, Vermaelen stood on the deck of the Leopold III, and the night sea breeze was refreshing, and there was no tiredness. When he was young, he liked to go to sea, but he was promoted to the office but had no chance.

"It's expected to be the second half of the night before you reach the island, so why don't you get some sleep?" Vermaelen's old partner, Koschel, quietly appeared behind Vermaelen, holding two cups of coffee in his hands.

"I can't sleep, I'm so excited." Vermaelen took Coschel's coffee, took a sip, and praised Albert, "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is really a great monarch, he can actually make such a thing, if he is willing to contribute half of his talent to the navy, we will be the first fleet in Europe." ”

"You, you are not satisfied with the position of the Belgian Navy as the last among the countries of Western Europe." Coschel gave Vermaelen a punch, and the two were both rear admirals and served for the same time, but Vermaelen's philosophy was to build a high-strength navy to maintain the security of the Belgian overseas colonies, while Costel believed that maintaining a low-strength Belgian navy was the best option. Although the two had different ideas about the navy, they were close friends in private.

"The good thing about low intensity is that no one will bother with us." Vermaelen shook his head helplessly, every time a Western European country has any military activity in the Atlantic, it will attract the attention of other countries' navies, but the actions of the Belgian Navy are scoffed at by everyone, jokes, it has been the last navy in Western Europe for so many years, even if it buys a Keeling-class destroyer, but what big moves can it have.

"It was supposed to be the best action in secrecy, but because all countries were too lazy to pay attention, no one would care even if they swaggered out to the high seas, which is really black humor." Koschel laughed to himself.

In May 1951, the United States conducted a test site on Enniwitok Island in the Pacific Ocean** in order to study the harm caused by the explosion of nuclear weapons at sea. And Belgium because of its small territory, so Albert plagiarized the idea of the Americans to carry out a test explosion on a small island in the Atlantic, but this time the test explosion was purely political, Belgium did not have so many ships to spoil, Albert had all the nuclear weapons in his hands.

Fortunately, the Atlantic Ocean has been calm these days, so someone was sent in advance to set up a steel frame for placing the hydrogen bomb on this uninhabited island, and all Vermaelen had to do was to escort the hydrogen bomb safely to its destination, and then press the switch of the detonator.

The hydrogen bomb was tied to the deck by thick steel chains, which was to prevent it from being swept into the sea in the wind and waves, and several sailors were staring at the hydrogen bomb curiously, and there was a lot of discussion.

"Guess what this thing is, how do I look like a British's goblet bomb?" One of the sailors waved his hat and guessed with his companions. He's only seen goblet bombs a few times in the newspapers. In the years when Germany and Britain fought in the dark, they did not have the opportunity to go to sea for exercises, for fear that the ship would be bombed by mistake.

"Goblet bombs? It's not like it, but I think it's more like a replica, you've seen a bomb that doesn't have a tail, and it's obviously not used to be thrown from a high altitude, you see it's more like a pencil head, well, maybe it's still an unfinished work. The sailor's companion gave a more reliable explanation, in fact, the thing they saw was only a nuclear warhead, and it was a real strategic nuclear missile when equipped with a long-range attack missile.

"So where are we going to send this thing? Drills? The destination has not yet been announced. The sailors complained that the Belgian Navy did not conduct many naval exercises throughout the year, because the Admiralty believed that the Belgian fleet did not need to exercise at all, because it was too weak for any country's fleet to regard them as imaginary enemies.

"Hehehe, boys, don't complain, this exercise is not trivial." Vermaelen and Koschel came to them, patted the young sailor with the hat on the shoulder, and said with emotion that it was good to be young.

If he were thirty years younger, he would definitely work hard for the development of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince's strong navy.

Seeing the two heavyweight naval figures, everyone stood up straight and saluted the two rear admirals, "Hello sir." ”

"This exercise will definitely be a move that will shock the world, and everyone present will become a historical figure. But I'll sell it here, and then everyone will naturally know the purpose of the exercise. Koschel laughed happily.

"Chief Vermaelen, could you give us some information ahead of time?" One of the sailors asked weakly, he was almost tormented by his curiosity.

"I can't." Vermaelen shook his head, "I won't be able to tell you the purpose of this operation until it's over, but you'll probably be able to guess it later." ”

The sailor looked at the bomb-like thing on the deck depressedly, and muttered dissatisfied, "Isn't it just a broken bomb?" This is a failed product developed by a weapon expert, you see that his structure can't be airdropped, it's just a bad review. ”

Vermaelen looked at the sailor a little amusedly, and pretended to reprimand, "Go, if His Highness Albert knows that you criticize his work like this, don't think about going up in this life." ”

Hearing Albert's name, the expressions of all the sailors were instantly enriched, and Koschel looked at the various expressions of this group of people with a secret smile in his heart, and pretended to be serious and asked, "What's the matter, usually talking about the crown prince is to have a picture of wanting to be his bodyguard, why are they all cowardly discussing his works today." ”

Albert is now a household name in the Belgian army, and legends of his invention of weapons, artillery, and blackmail from the Yankees are all rumored in the army, navy, and air force, and are regarded as Belgian heroes. These men were so eager to worship Albert as a god that they almost crucified him.

The sailor replied with a sad face, "You said it was the design of His Highness, otherwise we wouldn't have dared to go to the dark with a hundred guts." ”

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