"So the lack of nautical charts is not because we are not chiefs, but because the 'director team' wants to stir up trouble?" Abu asked.

"Isn't this clear? In the era when even a good mechanical watch couldn't be made, if there were water ghosts doing trouble, wouldn't it have to be counted on the head of the 'Great Song Dynasty'? Johnny said.

"So, we just need to follow the British expedition all the way to Antarctica, right?" Abu continued to ask.

"Holy! If it weren't for the 'director's team' to arrange our team on this submarine, even the Emperor Ou would have to sink yourself sooner or later! My captain, did you know that besides those of us who crossed over, there were also submarines in other people's homes? Why did you feel the anti-submarine troops in the green paint zone when the radio communication equipment was all hung, who is that? Johnny said, rolling his eyes.

"This time you finally figured out how the turtle got into the prime minister's position, right? I'm the captain because I'm so senior in this hundred or so sailors, so don't expect us to have any great skills! "Abu is very disgraceful.

"Well, I appreciate your honesty. To be honest, even if we can be sure that our identification of friend or foe is still functioning, I am not advocating following that so-called research fleet to Antarctica. With the speed of their coal-burning ship, it is very likely that we will not be able to reach the South Pole even if we can resupply Argentina again. Johnny said.

"So, we're going to find a ship to the South China Sea or the Far East to hang its tail?" Abu asked.

"I ...... Me, stop talking, listen to me! "Johnny has been completely defeated by Abu's unusual brain circuit.

"We're going to Portsmouth!" Johnny said through gritted teeth.

“hy？” Abu said.

"Isn't it written in this newspaper? Because the British Antarctic expedition team will set sail there in the near future! "Johnny is already showing signs of going berserk.

"Didn't you say we didn't hang the tail of their research ship?" Abu asked weakly.

"We're going to scold them! Instead of going to hang the tail! Johnny said with a roar.

"Oh, then I'll go get ready." After the former PLA sonar soldier finished speaking, he turned around and left.

"Hello? Why didn't you ask us why we were going to test the fleet of the British? Seeing Abu turn away from Johnny, it was as if someone had been struck in the chest.

"Water ghosts generally only care about how to do it, and they don't want to worry about why they do it!" Abu said.

Why do you want to scare the British's research ships? Is it because they are afraid that the British will raid the green paint area in the name of scientific research? Of course not! No matter how much he can't do both, Johnny still has confidence that those rough embryos who arrived on this plane before him can easily sink this so-called scientific expedition fleet outside the Antarctic Circle.

It's just that the radio communication equipment on this ship hasn't been normal for even a second since Johnny and the others crossed into this plane, and they have to do something to let those who travel know about their existence.

What could be more explosive than the sinking of an entire fleet in plain sight? As a scientific expedition with a grant of 4 million pounds, it must have been more than just British journalists at the launching ceremony, and it would be difficult for the British to block the news at that time!

As for whether this attack will exacerbate the so-called "Anglo-Song conflict", don't be funny, okay? How dare those rough embryos play against the British on three continents, and we still need to toss?

Isn't it really a bad toss? If Johnny dares to come to the political commissar Lu to face this stubble, I'm afraid he will be beaten in the mouth. After the assassination of the last "Dog Walking Club", the situation of the traversal has become more and more passive.

The attitude of the European countries that had been sympathetic to the Boers now seems to have become a little ambiguous, including Hans, who had always wanted to make a fuss to the British, also issued statements expressing their indignation at the assassination.

Of course, judging from the unbelievable coincidence that the British prisoner of war, who was guarded by the Boers, had escaped less than half an hour after the ambulance announced the death of the hapless British colonel, our political commissar Lu knew that he had been arranged.

However, those Boers who were bent on pulling the Great Song people into the quagmire must not have imagined that their own hand would persuade those European countries that were originally in the same language family as themselves to retreat.

In fact, those European countries are just disgusting because the British have been stirring up trouble everywhere on the mainland with the so-called balance of power policy, and once things have developed to the point where the British are very likely to understand the real character, everyone will invariably choose to be the passerby who passes by to play soy sauce. After all, this will be a temporary relaxation of the situation in Europe, and it will not be the powder keg that will explode at one point in a few years, and no one will be guilty of provoking the empire that is still at the end of its peak for the sake of that little.

Just when the traversers were holding back their strength to deal with the all-out attack of the British, well, in fact, the day after the assassination, the rough embryos had already hung two fuel tanks on the A-10, and as long as the situation was a little wrong, they would let the Queen of Blades go straight to the headquarters where Durban blew up, and if they couldn't come back, they would fall into the sea and wait for someone to fish.

However, things turned around unexpectedly, and a certain Jew, whose interests had been too deeply entangled with the people, sent a secret telegram, which directly pointed out that the British authorities did not want the conflict between Britain and Song to continue to escalate.

Then, from the subsequent deployment of the British army, we can also see that those aristocratic grandfathers in Britain did have this intention, and a large number of troops transferred from other British colonies landed in Durban, Cape and other ports, but they were only gathering and did not advance inland.

On the contrary, the British army even abandoned several strongholds deep into the interior of southern Africa and voluntarily disengaged from the "Great Song Military Observation Group".

Lu Xiangyang and Zhao Yi breathed a sigh of relief now, as long as the British want to talk, then they have the opportunity to continue to consume time, and it is best to consume oil from the oil wells in Borneo, right?

However, the next development of things is particularly worry-free, the train that was blocked in the middle of the road because of the bombing of the railway actually meowed a noble young master named Churchill!

Right! It was Winston, who was nicknamed Qiu Fat Man in the future. Churchill! Of course, he's still a handsome guy at this time.

According to the historical trajectory of the original time and space, after graduating from the military academy, this aristocratic young master who was keen on military affairs and liked to take risks would follow the Spanish troops to suppress the colonial uprising to Cuba for a walk, and then go to the Boer prisoner of war camp in South Africa for sightseeing.

It's just that at this time, the Yankees' "Maine" in the port of Havana was sunk by the Virginia-class water ghosts, but because the crossing people did not agree to send troops to the Spaniards entrenched in the South China Sea, Uncle Sam, who was not prepared, had not yet provoked the Spanish-American War.

So the aristocratic young master followed a group of war correspondents to southern Africa, never thinking that this would be blocked in the middle of the road without even seeing a Boer with a gun.

The British authorities, who did not want the conflict between Britain and Song Dynasty to continue to escalate, must have also issued a gag order to the war correspondent corps where Young Master Qiu belonged, but obviously our showy young master did not want his compatriots to be drowned in a history that had been tampered with after a humiliating death in an assassination.

The young master transmitted the news back to the mainland through his own channels and let him see the newspaper, as he wished, the country did make a commotion for a short time because of this time, but it was quickly suppressed by the authorities.

Of course, those anti-Song people also took advantage of this to win back the first percent, and the parliament finally passed a bill that had been rumbling for a long time - a bill to allocate funds for the Antarctic scientific expedition project.

The British wanted to put pressure on the Great Song people by searching for the local location of the Great Song Empire, and judging from the protest statement issued by the Ministry of Foreign Affairs of the Great Song Dynasty, it seems that this is really the seven inches of the Great Song people.

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