"Thank you! Thank you! ”

Fantasy and triumph, hearing that Mu Feng promised to rescue Riccelleu, he cried excitedly.

Mu Feng knew that the three fantasy levels had fought all night and flown for two or three hours, and they were already exhausted, so after figuring out what was going on, he first took out some resources and asked Changchun to send them over.

The three of them were already hungry, so they immediately thanked them one after another, took them and stuffed them into their mouths, and while Triumph ate them themselves, they had to carefully feed the terrible ones in a trance.

The size of the Utopian class is larger than that of ordinary destroyers, and the consumption is also higher, and the average destroyer is 25 units of resources for the whole ship at a time, and the Utopian class needs 35 units, and the three people have a total of 105 units.

Ordinary commanders may think it is high, but for Mu Feng, it is simply a drizzle.

Not to mention the Liaoning, it's not enough for Changchun Taiyuan to stuff the teeth, and there is no pressure to raise ten or eight.

Looking at the miserable appearance of these three little girls in disheveled clothes, they felt like stray cats on the street, and Mu Feng's heart was also full of helplessness.

Sometimes tragedy is all around you, and you don't even have time to sigh.

Mu Feng took a deep breath, turned around and took out two boxes of resources from the system space, and beckoned to the ship girls around him:

"It's too late to cook, let's replenish the resources on the spot, everyone eat first, I'll arrange the task, Neptune, you stay in the port area with 22, 33, and 66 to be on guard.

"Changchun, Taiyuan, the two of you, except for a group of 32 DK10 anti-aircraft missiles and a group of 16 anti-submarine missiles, the remaining 10 groups of 80 units are all equipped with anti-ship missiles.

"Liaoning, first let the fighters be fully loaded with ammunition and all ready for battle, while continuing to alert the situation around the port area......"

Speaking of this, Mu Feng turned to three fantasy levels:

"What's the condition of your land airport over there? Is there a cement concrete runway that can be used for large bombers and transport planes to take off and land? ”

The distance between the First Military Port and the French Command is more than 1,000 kilometers, and the quickest way to get there is of course to send the shipwives over by fighter jets, which can be reached in an hour.

Mu Feng has always felt that the airplane airborne ship is the most rebellious way of fighting in the world.

But the question is how to land the plane once it has arrived.

The standards of airfields in World War II were completely different from those of modern times.

Propeller fighters, not only have a short take-off distance, but also have low requirements for the airport, and can even take off and land on flat dirt and grass, which is not good for J-15.

Fantasy understood what Mu Feng meant, and immediately explained:

"Our land airport has a concrete runway, a 1,500-meter main runway, four 800-meter auxiliary runways, and we left it all intact.

"The primary target of attack in the deep sea is resource facilities, followed by the construction and repair of facilities, and the infrastructure of airports has been preserved."

After listening to the fantasy, Mu Feng turned around and gave the Liaoning a target for consultation, and the Liaoning immediately replied:

"The length is enough, the runway is more than 700 meters, and the J-15 can land normally, they have five runways there, as long as there is one that can be used, it is really not possible to parachute."

"Okay, just do it, and when the supplies of Changchun, Taiyuan, and the Peace Ark are completed, we will set off immediately!"

The missiles in Changchun and Taiyuan were originally full, and the supply was only for the type of missiles, and the Peace Ark was just having breakfast, and the three of them quickly got it.

10 minutes later, 12 J-15 fighters, all full of ammunition, took off from the heavy load point in turn.

Among them, 3 were accompanied by Changchun, Taiyuan, and Peace Ark, and the other 9 were escorted.

Mu Feng stuffed 3,000 resources into the three-person cabin, plus the logistical support of the Peace Ark, plus the 12 fully loaded J-15s covered in the air, Changchun and Taiyuan could completely kill on the sea.

Even if the land airport is destroyed, Changchun can also catapult and parachute under the guidance of the Liaoning, or even make a forced landing directly on the sea.

This kind of operation, which is quite dangerous for humans, is only a little exciting for the ship's mother, and this plan is not risky.

Mu Feng looked up at the nine fighter jets flying into the sky, and then looked back at the Liaoning next to him.

The original plan was to wait for Changchun and Taiyuan to arrive and find out the situation at the scene, and then decide whether to use a helicopter to pick up the Liaoning.

But it will take them at least an hour to reach the French headquarters, and it will take three to four hours to send the Liaoning by helicopter.

If you really encounter a situation that the three of you can't solve in Changchun, and then use a helicopter to send the Liaoning over, then the daylily will be cold after arriving.

Thinking of this, Mu Feng couldn't help but glance back at his land airport.

There is another group of J-15 fighters in their own equipment, although it is a catapult model, but it can definitely take off and land at an airfield on land.

It takes 15,000 resources to repair the land airfield, and I still have 22,000 resources now.

The output of the two resource gathering facilities is 4,400 units per day, and 15,000 does not seem to be too much.

Mu Feng made a decision after a little thought, turned on the system, put another ejection version of the J-15 on the airfield, and then chose to repair it.

After the system deducts resources, a 60-minute countdown pops up on the airport icon.

The next thing he can do is to wait, wait for further information from the three of Changchun, and wait for the airport to be repaired.

Mu Feng exhaled, looked back around, and immediately noticed the fantasy trio slumped on the deck.

After receiving normal supplies, they were in a slightly better state, and they had woken up horrily, but their spirits were still extremely sluggish.

Mu Feng thought for a while: "You three are tired all night, don't stay on the deck, go to the port area to rest for a while......"

Fantasy was stunned for a moment: "But...... We don't know if our condition will continue to deteriorate, so I suggest that we be locked up and put in prison for a while......"

"We don't have a prison here, and we don't need a prison, and there is no threat to the three of you, even if all of them are deep-sea."

Mu Feng shook his head slightly as he spoke, and turned to Neptune: "Neptune, you and 22, 33, and 66, go ashore to rest with fantasy."

"As long as the three of them haven't really turned into the deep sea completely, and haven't completely lost their minds and can't control their actions, don't hurt them."

Neptune nodded: "Okay, leave this matter to me, just study what is going on with their strange semi-abyssal state......

"This is indeed a problem...... Mu Feng nodded slightly, although Neptune's personality is not reliable, she is a real expert in information collection and analysis, "Then please leave it to you!" ”

When the Neptune Seven went ashore, only Mu Feng was left on the deck of the Liaoning, and there was also the projection of the ship's mother of the Liaoning who was guarding the side.

Mu Feng was thinking about the three of Changchun in his heart, and every few minutes, he connected to the Liaoning's field of vision and checked the situation of the three people in Changchun through the plane.

Mu Feng felt that this hour was really difficult.