Huang Xiaolei, who could not get more details about the "Maine" bombing incident from Tian Xiali, hurriedly returned to her residence in the Weiying Concession in Tianjin, and neither agreed nor rejected Ying Jiang's proposal to launch a joint military strike against the Spaniards in the South China Sea.

"So the Eagle Sauce Navy itself can basically determine the cause of the huge explosion of the 'Maine' from the outside, right?" Zhao Yi asked Huang Xiaolei on the radio.

"I think so, the cowboys are not even afraid that Spain will bring a third-party neutral country into the joint investigation team, and the remains of the 'Maine' are probably marked by attacks from the outside." Huang Xiaolei replied.

"Lao Zhao, I'll interrupt your call, there is a new situation in the South China Sea, and the 38th Task Force is estimated to be unable to immediately carry out the previous Interim Executive Committee's order to let it return to the East Wanlu Sea with the 'Sacramento'-class supply ship E4)." Wang He whispered to Zhao Yi, who was talking to the young lady of the lawyer.

"What's going on? Do the Spaniards dare to hold on to our pilots? It can't be John Bull's Far East Fleet, and there are warships that have entered the Grett Strait before us, right? "Things have not been going well recently, and Zhao Yi's temper has become more and more irritable.

"Uncle, what are you doing, talk well! The British dare to come over and make trouble, let's just go back, what are you yelling about? A handful of old people are not afraid of bursting their livers! MissFox, who was rushing over to urge Zhao Yi to eat on time, said.

"The main force of John Bull's Far East Fleet is still anchored in the sea where the flagship of the original fleet was sunk, and we don't know what they are going to do next. As for the Spaniards, if they have two more guts, they will not dare to detain us, that Kang Xiaoshuai has returned safely to the E4 ship after being rescued by K2. The problem now is that, according to Kang Xiaoshuai's report, the crashed F-15C smashed into shallow water, and half of the fuselage was still exposed on the water. Wang He said.

Hearing this, Zhao Yi put down the microphone under his hand and pressed his temples vigorously with his fingers, like 10,000 alpacas galloping past in his heart. Who did this "director team" send Nima over, I don't expect everyone to have the magic skill of making a forced landing at night on a dirt airport with almost no guidance system like Xu Jing and Feng Lan, but Nima's scum level that can't even pick up the ground when he crashes the plane is too special, right?

"Come on, it hurts even more when you get bald skin like this for a while." MissFox pushed away Zhao Yi's hand that was desperately pinching his temple, and gently gave him a head massage.

"Anyway, the Russians have sent me something again, and when they see the pigeon eggs in my hand, this is making me blow the pillow wind again, and repeatedly hinting that I have asked the Great Song Dynasty to find out if there is a possibility of signing an armistice agreement with them in the near future." MissFox said as she gave a massage.

"Yo, what about such a big diamond, why don't you come to me tonight, and I'll give you a chance to blow the pillow wind?" Zhao Yi grabbed a speech problem between MissFox's words and said with a "squint".

"Get out! If you don't have a serious old age, you have a headache! I'm going to hand in this pigeon egg! The teased MissFox spat on Zhao Yiyi and turned around and left the war room.

"What kind of song do you say this Maozi is so anxious to sign an armistice agreement with us? Supposedly, the little damage caused by our F-15E to their Pacific Fleet will not make Mao Zi panic like this, right? After teasing MissFox with words, Zhao Yi's anger was obviously not as great as before.

"Cut, who else has radio communication equipment in this era, the two girls who blew up Maozi's Pacific Fleet haven't recovered from that thrilling forced landing, where did Maozi learn the news that his fleet was scolded?" Hao Dajian said.

"Maozi will drag it first, and then say that the Lake Belga area will be returned to us, then we will have to discuss! Free up your hands to deal with the mess made by Kang Xiaoshuai first, and then say, does the 38th Task Force have any plans? "For Maozi's truce request, Zhao Yi's plan to break the Too young, too simple Tucson is broken. Drag it out, anyway, the initiative is in the hands of the traversal.

"What else can the 38th Task Force do, the two frigates will go over with the E4 to fish, leaving the 'Dreadnought 2'-class destroyer and the 'Mistral'-class amphibious assault ship in a crippled state in East Wanlu. Only the Sacramento-class supply ship has the equipment to pick up the F-15C that is soaking in the sea. Hao Dajian said.

"If John Bull's Far East Fleet continues south, won't Task Force 38 be cut in two?" Feng Yunyi asked.

"Hehe, if John Bull dares to do that, it should be their Far East Fleet that has been dumpled by the 38th Task Force!" Chopper looked at Feng Yunyi with an idiot look and said.

"What's the situation in Shandong?" Zhao Yi asked, looking at the map.

"Our Osprey transport plane has just replenished the trapped people in Zibo with a batch of ammunition and a squad of ground combat personnel, and at the same time brought back several seriously injured personnel. Fortunately, Tian Buzi was arrested by us from Tianjin Wei, otherwise Han Mei really wouldn't be able to deal with it, and these people were all seriously wounded. Wang He reported.

"Didn't you already make a plan to behead Li Bingheng? When will it be executed, our people in Shandong are all stuck to the Qing army after they are scattered, and they are asking for fuel, ammunition, and manpower everywhere, and if this continues, the little family in the green paint area will be hollowed out! Zhao Yi said.

"I read the battle report from Zibo, and the situation is not very good!" The director team's ammunition ration when they came over was almost squandered by the group of soldiers, and the fuel they had on hand was not enough to support the entire team to move to the Yantai area. After all, the commanders of the Qing army who now control this area have a relatively clear understanding of themselves and our combat strength, and if the Qing court foolish and loyal generals who are not very good at their brains are replaced, I am afraid that the squad of fighters who have just been sent to the Zibo area will not be able to keep that group of logistics personnel! "Lu Xiangyang has always been calm and steady, and all aspects have been considered more thoroughly.

"Continue to increase troops in the Zibo area, airlift those two 'weasel' chariots over, and the things and people must be safely withdrawn! The personnel who implemented the beheading plan will be in place now, and Li Bingheng will not die, and the Qing army around Yantai will still be in this situation of breaking up and gathering again, we are very passive! Zhao Yi said.

After arriving in Zibo, the "Osprey" transport plane carrying a squad of ground combat personnel hurriedly unloaded its personnel and ammunition supplies and left with the wounded and flew directly to the green paint area of the Liaodong Peninsula. If these people who were injured by the Qing army could not have undergone surgery in time, I am afraid that most of them would not have been able to save their lives.

Since it flew directly to Dalian and did not stop at Yantai for refueling, the "Osprey" transport plane only took with it the seriously wounded and He Yiwei, who was suffering from a fever, and other civilians and logistical personnel stayed in Zibo, including those who were only slightly injured.

"This beef is so chewy that my teeth are about to fall off! Is there any offal soup? Chen Tianjie asked Chen Fa'er, who was guarding the roast beef jerky by the fire.

"Worried about food spoilage, we gave priority to the distribution of offal soup made from offal. Now all that's left is this roasted beef, do you like it or not! Chen Fa'er said.

The materials brought by the air are all ammunition, medicines, warm clothing and other materials that cannot be replenished locally, and the people trapped in the Zibo area are still short of food. The two slain cattle were still their main source of protein, and of course, the meat of this year-round domestic animal had no taste at all.