Chapter 264: The Covenant of Skeletons
"Come prepared...... Sure enough, it's a trap. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ο½ο½ο½Uο½Eγ info "No. 1 does not change color," help me take over the South China Sea Fleet Command. β
Director Ding immediately walked to the table, picked up the earpiece, and pressed an odd-numbered number, "Turn 4235." Then he handed the handset to One, "That's it." β
"Hey, Luo Lie, I'm number one...... Well, I basically know the situation. Before the Central Military Commission makes further policy decisions, you should be in a good sense of proportion. Don't take the initiative and don't take half a step back...... The rescue of Taiwan compatriots is proceeding normally.
For the sake of reciprocity, we don't need to be polite. Isn't it just an aircraft carrier? We have it too. Let the Liaoning pull out to slip - well, I'll greet the Navy General Headquarters directly, this is a rare opportunity to train...... Well, good, good. Good bye. β
Gently putting down the phone, No. 1 looked up at Director Ding. "What do you think?"
Director Ding immediately replied, "I estimate that this is a long-term confrontation. The psychological level is greater than the actual level. The United States has been overwhelmed by the illegal organization of Great Isetan, and has assembled four aircraft carrier groups in the Persian Gulf. Now another one has been sent to the South China Sea. It feels like the nature of the demonstrations is more ...... Hehe, if you want to fight, it is also the direction of West Asia to move first.
Ideological confrontation is outdated, and the controversy between the cross and the crescent moon is the eternal theme buried deep in the Western ideology.
The old United States is falling from its peak, and it is not realistic to fight on two fronts at the same time, let alone fight against the thriving Celestial Empire? If I guessed correctly, this is closely related to his domestic situation.
Maybe Oppenma needs a war to salvage his reputation damaged by a nuclear terrorist attack, or maybe the Pacific Fleet itself is actively supporting the unpopular newly elected President Donald Trump in order to give the slick businessman a bit of toughness in advance.
After all, the commander-in-chief of the US Pacific Fleet is half Japanese, which is very intriguing. If the president is not a good rider, he will not be able to control the tyrannical wild horse of the US military. It is also possible that there will be some exemption from military orders abroad......"
"Good. Number One interrupted him. "You mentioned the important point, which is to extend your gaze to the entire Pacific chessboard. From Baekje to the Wa Kingdom to Taiwan, Sinjapo, Fibin and Annam, each link is connected and forms the chain that sealed the Celestial Empire and awakened the dragon to the sea. If you pull a hair, you will move the whole body.
We are pinned down in the South China Sea, and who are the biggest beneficiaries? No, their benefits are indirect, long-term, and strategic. And the direct beneficiary is the Wa State.
The South China Sea is tense, and the East China Sea is bound to loosen its grip, and the waters of Shrimp Island will have the opportunity to re-lock. Of course, this is their little calculation, and we can't make it go our way. The blue land, like the mainland land, not an inch is superfluous!"
These words were loud, and Director Ding was in awe, and unconsciously straightened his back.
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On the surface of the South China Sea, dark blue means deep water.
It was calm for many days and the weather was surprisingly good.
Contrary to the weather, a large number of professional soldiers were in high spirits, and they were agitated by the monstrous waves to come here.
Whether it is a blessing or a curse has not yet been determined.
But, at least on the surface, the American sailors were merry......
A small aircraft carrier formation is moored here, and in the bridge control tower of the core mothership, Captain Grigory is looking up at a television screen showing real-time news.
"This is n, and here's a quick news. The American Navy sent a small but powerful fleet to the Celestial Empire South Sea. According to reports, the strike group headed for the area was the USS Stennis carrier, which also included two Condello-class missile cruisers, the Antietam and Mobile Bay, and two Burke-class destroyers, the Zhongyun and Stockton.
The carrier strike group is said to be the latest show of power in the tense South China Sea in response to the Celestial Empire's militarization of the region in order to fulfill its territorial claims......"
"Oh, damn the media!" Grigory cursed aloud, "providing military information is more accurate and timely than the Celestial Empire's spy satellites." Which side are they serving?"
"Sir, the commander of the Pacific Fleet is online. The first mate whispered behind him.
The captain touched his gray beard, stabilized his mood, and turned around to take the phone, "Admiral Harris, I'm Gregory." β
An indifferent voice came from there, "I guess you must be cursing n--no-no." I arranged for the press officer to send this message out in advance. β
"Uh...... All right. All I want to know is how long I need to be here to confront those poor boats of the Celestial Empire, and if I will have time to get back to Ohio before Christmas to play Santa Claus ......for my grandchildren," Grigory was a little frustrated.
"It's impossible to predict the exact time frame, but you won't be lonely. Because the only aircraft carrier of the Celestial Empire is rushing towards you at full speed at 32 knots, obviously with the eagerness to dance with you. Are you ready?"
"Liaoning?" the captain was a little surprised, but then scoffed. "Steel junk trafficked from Ukraine is not worthy of being my dance partner. Is this news accurate?"
"Huh. You're still caring, aren't you?" Harris smiled over the phone, "Don't be careless. Of course, it didn't go to the banquet alone, and it also brought its own small battle group. Remember, this time it's not about boxing, it's about wrestling wrists β just making the opponent lose face in front of the world. I hope it's not you who will lose face in the end......"
The commander's assumptions displeased the captain. "My Behemoth has completed four expeditions to the west, spanning nearly every ocean on the planet, and just completed a $240 million nuclear re-plant overhaul last year...... What do I have to worry about? The old steam turbine-powered antique across the street? Whether it has a carrier aircraft or not, I'm not sure. The only thing that is certain is the absurdity of your unwarranted worries......"
Harris was silent for a moment on the other end of the phone, "Okay, I'll wait for your triumph." If it goes well, maybe I'll give you a Christmas tree before the holidays. β
The phone hung up.
Gregory moved the earpiece away from his ear and looked at it as if he were looking at a neurotic.
"How could this damn Japanese mongrel climb on Lao Tzu's head if he didn't have allies for political considerations? When he played with mud, Lao Tzu was the captain of a dignified frigate!"
The first mate hurriedly stepped forward to make a gesture of closing the voice, suggesting to him that there were other officers in the command tower.
"What are you afraid of?" Grigory muttered, his old face stretched longer than a donkey. "At my age, it is impossible to climb the career again, and the current position is the pinnacle of life. Soldiers should be on the front line all their lives. Those who hide behind are not good soldiers!"
No one dared to answer his words, and there was silence in the tower.
The captain felt that he had gone a little too far, and coughed dryly, "First mate, where is the deputy captain?"
"Bill is on a video conference call with the other Synergy captains. The first mate hesitated for a moment, then lowered his voice and said, "The goods have arrived - a Chinook has been delivered, saying that you must go to the deck to sign for the ......."
The captain frowned, "What the hell are you doing?" The Pentagon veterans are about to become CIA girls." If you are capable or not, you have to pole dance with your pants up...... Will you die if you don't play yin?"
Despite his complaints, he walked towards the elevator leading to the deck. The first mate followed suit, keeping up closely.
......
The aircraft carrier Stennis certainly has its proud capital.
It is currently the largest and most vital surface ship in the world, and can be called the leader of the Nimitz family, which was extremely active in a series of military activities at the end of the twentieth century.
However, due to the spending of money on the Stennis Steam, it has also been impeached by Congress countless times.
The total cost of the entire aircraft carrier battle group is as high as $15 billion, and the total cost from the beginning of construction to the final decommissioning is about $33 billion, which does not include the cost of modernizing and scrapping aircraft carriers, and does not take into account the inflation rate -- which is also a considerable burden for the richest country like America.
Money, not spent in vain.
The deck of 317 meters is enough to span two and a half football fields, and the height of more than 80 meters is better than that of a twenty-four-story building.
Two nuclear reactors, supporting a massive body with a displacement of 100,000 tons, lie still in the sea, like dormant beasts, waiting for an opportunity to pounce on any coveted target.
The captain arrived in front of the tail hatch of the twin-propeller Chinook helicopter in a battery car, and a pilot saluted him wearing a helmet. After returning the gift, he handed him a piece of paper, "The goods have been delivered, please sign for it." β
Grigory cocked his beard and said, "Hurry up, I haven't checked the goods yet, what do you sign for - what the hell is open for me to see first!"
The pilot's eyes glanced at him from his helmet, "The cargo is very violent...... Please take a step back. β
Before the captain could understand what he meant, he had already unlocked it skillfully, and with the sound of mechanisms popping open, the titanium hatches opened to both sides.
In the gloomy cargo hold, only a few metal boxes were scattered on the spacious floor. There were quite a few guards next to him, all of them bowing their heads and being silent.
"That's it?" the captain smiled puzzled, "is it worth the flight? β
"No, you're misleading. The pilot was neither humble nor arrogant, and slowly took off his helmet, "My name is Bauer, and I'm from the Ministry of Defense." In those boxes, there were just some sporting goods. The real cargo is these peopleβ"
With his introduction, the "guards" who were sitting on both sides turned their heads to look out together.
Their faces could not be seen clearly in the darkness, but each pair of eyes shot a sharp cold light like thorns.
Gregory shuddered, God, what kind of guys are these?
That gaze, he was familiar with, when he was little, his father took him to hunt wild wolves in the Ohio wilderness, and every time he shot one, he would come up and check it - he would meet this cannibalistic gaze!
That uninhibited wildness, that desire to tear apart everything that stands in the way...... Same.
"No! I refuse to accept it!" shouted the captain flatly, "and anyone who boards the ship must report in advance, and the president is no exception." Mr. Bauer, you have violated at least ten regulations, and I can call the gendarmes to come and arrest you right now!"
"No, you won't. Bauer looked at him calmly, reached out and took a badge from his flight jacket, front on, and spread it in his palm.
The coat of arms is round in shape, and the relief pattern is simple, with a realistic skeleton framed by two leg bones crossed. As is commonly used by a radical youth club, the only thing that is special is that there are three small Arabic numerals embedded underneath - 322.
The results are immediate.
Gregory stopped shouting, he knew what that meant, because he was also a member of this mysterious organization.
322, which represents the year 322 BC, when the Greek orator Deberstines died, and the goddess of eloquence ascended to heaven. A secret and eloquent organization was established afterwards, calling itself the "Skull and Bones Society".
When history evolves to this day, the legacy of eloquence is still there, but in a different way - that is, power is better than words.
The captain muttered, "So, what do the elders mean?"
Bauer nodded.
"Well, then, what do I need to do?" said Gregory.
"Send an invitation to the military of the Celestial Empire......"
"Dating what, dating or making a cannon?" the captain drooped his ears, like a defeated old dog.
"About a ball, a friendly game. β