Celestial Empire, Jiangyin.

This is not the forefront of the Celestial Empire's defenses, but it is their most important fortress. Before the German deep-sea attack on France, the deep sea of the Pacific Ocean had already invaded the Celestial Empire.

However, despite the large number of people in the deep sea, there is no elite deep sea after all. With the huge number of ordinary ship formations in the Celestial Empire, although it cannot be said that they are competing against each other, they can also be taken step by step.

"Whiteboard!" Zhaohe played mahjong in his hand.

"Bump!" Pinghai, who went to her house, said, and said that she played a card.

"Two cylinders!" Zhaohe continues her round.

"Bump! In red. Pinghai said.

"Nine cylinders." Zhaohe continued.

"Touching ......"

"Huh? You did it on purpose! Zhaohe was not happy, she felt that she was being targeted.

"Eighty thousand." Pinghai ignored her and continued to play cards.

"A tube!" Zhaohe said.

"Hu!" Ning Hai said.

"Hu!" Ying Rui also toppled her cards.

"Hu!" Pinghai is also nonsense.

"You guys!! Go on!! "Zhaohe, who has already lost eight times, can be convinced.

Yixian, who was sitting on the side, watched with a smile as they played mahjong with four different rules.

However, Yat-sen's mind couldn't relax at all.

The numerical superiority of the deep sea is becoming more and more apparent. Almost the entire ordinary deep sea of the Pacific Ocean has appeared along the coast of the Celestial Empire.

Relying on their numerical superiority alone, they forced Yixian to retract his troops back to Jiangyin step by step.

And today, it is already the second day of the deep sea siege of Jiangyin.

Although there are many deep seas in the Pacific, the number of main artillery ships in the ordinary deep sea alone is far less than that of Germany.

Their bombardment of Jiangyin was far less intense than that of Liege, but it was more inquisitive. The non-stop shelling 24 hours a day has been harassing the shipwrecks of the Celestial Empire.

Rumble!

With a loud bang, another hole was broken in the room where Yat-sen and the others were staying.

"Engineers! Fix the house! Zhaohe didn't even look back, and continued to play her mahjong.

"Bump!" Pinghai said.

"You absolutely did it on purpose!"

"Three cylinders, do you want it?" Pinghai asked.

"Eat! Hahaha! Zhaohe was very proud, "Ninety thousand! ”

"Hu!" Ning Hai, who went down to her house, pushed down the cards in front of her again.

"Ah!!! I'm not fighting! ”

"Do you want to come?" Pinghai asked as he played mahjong.

"Come on! Come! Come! Come!! Zhaohe immediately forgot what he had just said.

"Do you still have the resources?" Pinghai Fox said suspiciously.

"Sister lend me something!"

"Huh? Are you calling me? Ying Rui was a little confused.

Looking at the happy family, Yixian's inner melancholy was much better.

If there is no elite deep sea, there should be no problem.

There must be no problem.

And in the distant Liege, although the reinforcements from the deep sea have not yet arrived, the battle between the ship mother and the deep sea has begun.

With days of incessant shelling, the seemingly never-falling fortress of Liege was actually crumbling.

The deep sea naturally saw it. They have already begun to send cannon fodder, trying to crawl into Liège along the craters left by the shelling.

How could the ship wives see this!

Under Richelieu's command, they struck the deep sea on the wall with a death howl of shelling from the deep sea.

The outer wall, which was originally close to vertical, has long since been turned into a slope under the blow of the deep sea. The shipwives can't take such a risk to mend it, so they can only keep thickening it behind the wall.

But how can the speed of creation be compared to destruction?

The assault on the fortress lasted until the evening, and the deep sea gradually slowed down the speed of sending people's heads. However, the losses on the side were also not small, and most of them were shot down from above by artillery fire to the sea.

As the casualties mounted, the depths became more brutal. Any shipwives who fall into the sea, their results can be imagined.

Deep Sea Hood did his best to keep her men at bay. If the deep sea loses its mind, even if the attacks are multiplied, it will be greatly detrimental to her arrangement.

With the sun gone, Deepsea Hood realized that his plan to break through Liège head-on today had failed. She took back the cannon fodder that went to attack the fortification, although she didn't feel distressed to send them all, but it was better not to fall into her mouth.

Although Bismarck always valued himself, Deep Sea Hood always felt that Bismarck's sister Tirpitz seemed to have been malicious towards him.

Every time she looked at the book and smiled, she always felt a chill coming from all over her body.

But there is providence in the dark. When the messengers of the reinforcements arrived, she realized that the guy she least wanted to see had run over.

Probably tomorrow morning, Tirbitz will be able to reach Liège.

Deep Sea Hood glanced at it, and with a wave of her hand, she summoned all the deep sea except the main artillery team back for repairs, and she must greet Tirpitz with the fullest energy. Tirpitz was, at least on the surface, one of her superiors.

When the deep sea receded, Richelieu also breathed a sigh of relief. If there had been a slight relaxation just now, perhaps the deep sea would have climbed above Liège.

"Ark Royal, they've arrived." Joan of Arc came up and said,

"Where's Bellahn?" It has always been the tradition of Els for the battleships to receive the battleships and for the aircraft carriers to entertain the aircraft carriers.

"She's over there in Lexington."

"Where's Ami?" When Richelieu heard this, he couldn't believe it for a while, this guy who had always regarded himself as an old enemy knew how to communicate with other aircraft carriers?

"Maybe Eben Emir hit her a little." Joan of Arc speculated.

"It's good to have that kind of awareness." Richelieu still couldn't believe it.

"Yes, yes, yes! This is it! 47, go down! It was at this time that Sukhbaatar himself began to look for something new.

This is the main part of the fortress of Liège, and during the many days of wandering, her sensitivity to trouble makes her sense that something is wrong here.

Soon, 47 came out of the sea.

This is where the man-made part meets the natural island, and if something goes wrong, this kind of place must be the first choice.

As Sukhbaatar had thought, after searching for several similar structures nearby, she finally found the loophole she had hoped for, one that would allow her to run outside unnoticed.

But the only question is how to walk through this loophole in the sea.

How could it be so difficult to get the world's No. 1 Lord Sukhbaatar!

Sukhbaatar thought as she looked at 47 to the side.

47 Immediately raise your head and chest.

"Well done!"

47 was even happier.

Look, I don't have 47 to use!

Sukhbaatar thought of a good idea.

47 shuddered involuntarily, and she looked around blankly.

"What!! Sukhbaatar is gone!! "War-weariness slapped the table.

"It's my dereliction of duty!" The prestige is very guilty, he is just a kung fu to make tea, and there is no trace of Sukhbaatar in the entire port area.