Chapter 182: Is It Really a Bird That Hit You?

A few weeks later, the ship harbor.

The USS Reagan aircraft carrier formation officially arrived at its destination, but contrary to all speculation, the aircraft carrier did not dock in port with much fanfare, but was quietly anchored in the waters outside the port.

All supplies were sent by the Vietnamese side to transport them offshore, and the "personnel exchange" that had become almost a consensus was not implemented.

Faintly, everyone seemed to smell a different smell.

The American side is not as determined as they appeared at the beginning, and even. They are deliberately keeping their distance.

This made Ruan Yongliang, who was in charge of the reception, very puzzled, but he didn't have much right to speak, so he could only humbly do what Thomas wanted.

In the bridge command room of the Reagan, Gilday looked at the fleet moored not far away with emotion, and asked with some puzzlement:

"Actually, I still haven't figured it out, since we've already done this, why don't we just go further?"

"After all, we are already in their territorial waters, and for most third parties, this is a complete endorsement."

"In this case, what difference does it make if you don't call at the port?"

Thomas smiled and replied:

"It's an arrangement from the corner tower – actually, it's not about the political signal you're thinking, it's purely out of secrecy."

"The management of the Vietnamese is really too chaotic, and you don't know what happened at the shipyard two days ago."

"Their military's control has fallen to such terrible and dangerous levels that it has lost its most basic role as the most powerful institution of violence."

"In this case, how dare we lean in?"

"Perhaps, there are some rats from Huaxia hiding in their ranks, and once they are allowed to sneak up on our deck, it will be a serious problem."

"Okay."

Gildy sighed helplessly, and after a moment of silence, continued to speak:

"So, our mission is officially underway? What are you going to do after that? ”

"The Vietnamese side wants us to put pressure on them to get back their detained crew members, and we can't seem to refuse such a request."

"It's going to take a little more time."

Thomas replied without thinking.

"Do you want to watch again? Do we still have time? ”

"Now the situation is very unfavorable for the Vietnamese side, according to the latest information, the first operation surface on Treasure Island has been cleared, and their operating machinery has also shifted from the sea to the land."

"In the coming period, their efficiency will be greatly improved."

"If we don't intervene sooner, we won't be able to find a chance when they turn the 'expectations' into reality."

Thomas mumbled and didn't answer.

In fact, he was perfectly able to understand Gildy's concerns.

The so-called "island-building" is, to put it bluntly, just a way to confirm sovereignty.

On this surface of the sea, there are countless islands and reefs, some of which are only a few centimeters above the surface of the water.

No matter how ferocious a country may call such a reef, its sovereignty is actually vague.

To put it simply, whoever actually controls it can use it.

But once such a reef becomes an "island", especially with active reclamation efforts, the situation is completely different.

The side that built the island can not only take the initiative militarily, but also gain a greater say in legal theory.

After all, if you can fight for a reef by force, it will only be defined as a "dispute" or "conflict".

But what if you use force to fight for an island?

That is "invasion" and "war".

This is also why Annan will interfere with the process of island building at any cost, even at the risk of human life.

They are just trying to delay the speed of "turning a reef into an island" until a certain party intervenes......

But

Are we really going to do that?

Thomas shook his head and replied:

"An opportunity is only an opportunity if it brings benefits."

"Are we really here to be the world's policeman?"

"To put it bluntly, it's for our own benefit."

"As for why you are standing still, don't you understand?"

"Didn't negotiate?"

Gildy asked with a frown.

"It's negotiated, but things have changed and we want more."

"Why? I don't feel where things have changed, isn't the situation on the sea always expected? ”

"No, change is not at sea."

Thomas sighed and explained:

"We have received information that the Chinese side is developing a weapon, perhaps some kind of medium-range ballistic missile, that can pose a significant threat to our aircraft carriers."

"How is that possible?!"

Gildy was shocked, almost subconsciously wanting to deny it.

"In their family of medium-range ballistic missiles, only the DF-15 can pose a certain threat, but this thing has a limited range, and according to our intelligence, the accuracy and penetration capability are also insufficient."

"Even if it is based on the DF-15, it is unlikely that a breakthrough will be achieved in the short term. Are we being too sensitive? ”

Hearing his words, Thomas fell silent.

After a long time, he spoke:

"I think it's too sensitive, too."

"But think back to what happened in the past two years."

"From J-22 to J-20B, when did we not feel that we were too sensitive, but what was the final result?"

"Even, two days ago they actually came up with drone swarm tactics. You know, this tactic has been stuck in the Corner Tower report, we just imagined it, but never applied it in practice. ”

"And they're at least five years, even ten years, faster than us."

"In this case, no matter how sensitive, I don't think it's too much."

"So, at least in the short term, let's do what our superiors tell us."

Gildy nodded heavily, and he suddenly felt that the pressure on his body had inexplicably increased.

Even so big that it would crush him.

"Then we're going to do nothing?"

"Of course not."

Thomas looked at the sea with great interest, as if trying to find the shadow of the island in the empty sea.

"We can't be too aggressive, but we have to do what we need to do when we want to train."

"Inform your carrier-based aircraft wing that starting today, let's conduct flight and vigilance training."

"For training subjects, it is tentative to penetrate at low altitudes."

"Target airspace. Treasure island! ”

Soon after, Treasure Island.

Feng Ping was doing the work in his hand leisurely, compared to a few days ago, he was in a very happy mood now.

Not only did he teach those monkeys a hard lesson, but he even captured all of them and turned them into his own laborers!

To be honest, at first he was quite worried that the monkeys would not obey the discipline, but after a few days, under the means of "grace and power", these monkeys were quickly cured.

You don't work? Yes, I can't hit you, that's not in accordance with international law.

But if I don't give you anything to eat, you won't have anything to say, will you?

Labor in exchange for remuneration is a matter of course, and no one can say a word wrong.

Of course, if you don't want to eat our food, it's okay, go to the sea and fish for it yourself.

How do you fish with your bare hands?

What does that have to do with me?

You say I'm abusing you? Where did I abuse you?

I have even provided a safe land for you to avoid the threat of the storms and waves at sea.

If you're not satisfied here, go home.

Who's holding you back?

Boat? What ship?

If you hit a car in a traffic accident on the highway and have to impound the accident vehicle, you have caused such a big loss, there is nothing wrong with me detaining your boat, right?

After such a combination of punches, dozens of monkeys were honest in an instant.

Immediately afterwards, the project team demonstrated another wave of humanitarian care.

As long as they are actively working, the food is preferential, and even wages are paid strictly according to the working hours.

Although you can't pay cash directly, you can go to the embassy to collect the money when you get ashore with the slip we have written.

Working here for a day is much better than being a sailor for a day.

At the very least, the project team's food is full of meat, not the watery pig feed in your army, which is rotten to the extreme

As a result, even within the captive, a wavering mood was constantly growing.

One day, Feng Ping even heard that there were captives there carefully learning Chinese.

They may not be able to "obey the heavens" so quickly, but at least, some seeds have begun to sprout in their hearts

After rolling up the last bundle of cables, Feng Ping let out a sigh of relief, put down his work and walked to the side of the boat, intending to call Feng Ru to have dinner together.

And Feng Ru was tinkering with the drone assigned to him with great interest, and followed the staff next to him to tighten the screws and adjust the remote control, which can be said to be in love.

"Hey, boy, don't play bad for others!"

Feng Ping pretended to be serious and said.

Feng Ru turned his head, smiled, and replied:

"Don't worry, Dad, I'll be careful."

"This is given to me by Liu Gong, and he said that it doesn't matter if it is broken, it is all disposable anyway."

"The role of the first batch has been played, and there will be better performance in the future."

"I heard that there will be non-lethal weapon pods in the next batch, so you don't have to crash into them one by one to change your life."

Listening to the professional words in his son's mouth, Feng Ping was relieved and wanted to laugh.

"Do you know what a weapon pod is? Look at you like this, you've been tinkering with it for the past few days, and you don't care about things on the ship? ”

"Tube, tube, how can I care, I'm not on the rise, you're tired, help me top."

As he spoke, Feng Ru picked up the assembled drone, walked to the launch rail on the side, locked the hook lock for launch, and said:

"In the past two days, we've worked on a way to land this thing, and we're going to test it in a while, can you follow along?"

"How did you land? Don't spoil it! ”

Feng Ping was a little nervous for a moment.

He knows the value of a drone, and he also knows that for the current situation, the so-called "value" is far from being measured by money.

Therefore, he was really afraid that his son would destroy this hard-won equipment and cause trouble to everyone.

"Don't worry, it won't be bad-—— I'm not joking, I'm following everyone to help."

"Although these planes don't have landing gear, the overall structure is still very strong, and I just let them rush into the water and fish them up to dry quickly."

"Don't worry, I'm very skilled"

As he spoke, Feng Ru had already pressed the launch button, and after the fire flashed, the launcher was quickly pushed forward, and the drone was also ignited and lifted into the air.

Other engineers also flew one after another, and in just a few seconds, more than a dozen turbojet-powered drones had flown up to a height of 100 meters, and the body more than a meter long had also become a small black dot.

The drones flew up and down, and Feng Ping could barely see their flight movements, but his son still operated them with ease.

He couldn't help but feel a little proud in his heart.

Who said that the son of a big old captain can only continue to be a big boss?

Now, he can play high-tech too, okay?

A smile appeared on his face, and he was about to step forward to compliment him, but at this moment, he suddenly heard an unusual roar in the sky not far away.

The roar was exactly the same as the sound of the drone just now.

But the volume is definitely a lot louder!

He looked in the direction from which the voice came, and his pupils narrowed instantly.

There's a plane coming!

At the same time, he realized that the surrounding warships had entered a state of emergency.

The muzzle of the gun was turned, the cover of the anti-aircraft missile was lifted, and the radar was constantly rotating, aiming in the direction where the plane was flying.

He suddenly realized that something was wrong.

Those Yankees, really here!

"Quick, take it back!"

He shouted anxiously, and Feng Ru also realized that the situation was wrong, he hurriedly manipulated the remote control panel, trying to lower the height of the drone, but when he was staring closely at the drone he controlled, he didn't notice that the three real planes were just on the descending path of the drone swarm.

The first long plane passed by, and under the strong air current, the drone instantly lost control and began to disintegrate.

Immediately afterwards, the two wingmen swept past one after another, and even made a provocative rolling motion.

In their eyes, these poor little drones are like children's toys.

They don't even need to make a move to play with it.

Feng Ru's face was gloomy, and he had lost control of the drone.

This drone is considered ruined.

Sure enough, in the face of real strength, this kind of small means is really not enough.

Bullying and bullying monkeys is barely enough, but in the face of Americans

Feng Ru let out a long sigh and watched as the drone crashed into the sea.

But in the next second, his eyes suddenly widened.

Because he saw that one of the three planes suddenly rose with billowing black smoke.

“FUCK!!”

Gildy slapped the table hard, in disbelief at what had just happened.

Of the three planes that were sent out, one of them almost didn't fly back without any attack!?

And the reason, it is actually a bird collision!?

How is this possible?!

Not to mention whether there are birds on such a sea, and even if there were, you would have been so lucky to bump into them?!

Why don't you go buy a lottery ticket!

He looked gloomily at the three pilots in front of him who had come to report, and for a moment, he hardly knew what to say.

He noticed the pilot's weak eyes, but at the same time he knew that it was impossible to ask anything from their mouths for the time being.

The flight records showed nothing unusual and the cause of the accident was indeed the inhalation of a foreign body by the engine.

But is that really a bird?

Gildy took a deep breath and suppressed the emotions stirring in his heart.

He had a vague feeling that this operation would not go well.

It's just begun, and it's encountered such a small probability event, so what about after that?

Or, to put it another way, is what I now think of as a small probability event really a "small probability"?

Perhaps, in a sense, this is actually a .

Inevitable?

(End of chapter)