LRAB #261 - Chapter 261 Is the whole world our backyard? North America is arrogant! MiG shows up!
#261 - Chapter 261 Is the whole world our backyard? North America is arrogant! MiG shows up!
The fleet departed from Yokosuka Naval Base, heading south and then west, passing through the Ōsumi Strait.
The scale of the fleet was astonishing.
In the airspace ahead,
an AWACS aircraft and four fighter jets maintained constant vigilance.
Behind the AWACS, on the surface, was a Ticonderoga-class cruiser, while unseen beneath the waves lurked a Seawolf-class nuclear submarine.
Further back,
a giant ship displacing one hundred thousand tons, its deck crowded with various warplanes.
The USS John C. Stennis, a nuclear-powered aircraft carrier!
Destroyers flanked the carrier on both sides, with frigates further out, and large supply ships bringing up the rear.
This single fleet was enough to make the entire navy of most countries tremble.
Even,
the total displacement of this fleet exceeded the combined displacement of all large warships in the active-duty Chinese navy!
North America possessed fourteen such fleets!
Inside the control room of the Ticonderoga-class cruiser,
"How long until we enter?" the commander asked languidly.
The aircraft carrier fleet's command system was not located on the massive carrier.
Instead, it was on the cruiser.
"Less than a day!" the adjutant replied.
"Very good."
The commander revealed a smug smile: "Let's take a stroll in the backyard!"
"Your backyard being?"
"The East Sea! The South Sea! Or any other sea."
Raising the hand holding his cigar, the commander shrugged indifferently: "The dumb bear has been dismembered by us, now all the seas in the world are our backyard!"
Targeting China?
No!
The China of today doesn't even qualify to be targeted!
They weren't targeting anyone in particular.
Or rather, they were deterring the entire globe!
It wasn't just the East Sea.
North American fleets constantly sailed in all the world's seas, their purpose being to tell the world…
Look!
I am the strongest!
The whole world is my backyard, and if I want to, I can plant the Stars and Stripes in any country's waters!
…
East of the Liaodong Peninsula,
He didn't reply immediately.
Holding a cigarette in his hand, his brow furrowed deeply.
The conditions offered by the other party were extremely generous.
Complete sets of industrial technology!
Various military industrial technologies!
And also…
the thing he needed most – grain!
As for what the other party wanted, it was for him to take the blame.
In short, to be a scapegoat.
Of course, the benefits offered by the other party weren't just for taking the blame once.
In the future, he would have to continue taking all sorts of blame!
Many benefits were given.
The disadvantages were self-evident.
If there were no disadvantages, why would people give you benefits?
But then again, now that the Russian Bear had been dismembered, with internal problems piling up and no time to help him.
Moreover, China had helped him greatly fifty years ago, proving China's strength and will.
Looking at the current situation, he could only rely on China.
The key point!
His relationship with North America had never been good.
Taking the blame…
Anyway, he was already up to his neck in debt!
As for whether North America would take action because of this, he wasn't too worried.
When they took action fifty years ago, China demanded that North America not cross the 38th parallel.
North America didn't listen.
Then a war broke out that North America still didn't want to mention.
Years later, North America turned its spearhead towards South Vietnam.
China demanded that they not cross the 17th parallel.
North America didn't dare to cross the line until its death!
What did that mean?
In terms of the navy and air force, China was far from being North America's opponent, but when it came to the army…
He wasn't worried at all about North America taking action against him.
After thinking it over and weighing the pros and cons,
He'd do it!
He made a decision and called back: "In addition to what we discussed, I have one more request – double the grain!"
"No problem," the other party replied.
Afterward, he dialed another number, connecting to a certain air force unit.
The gist was: Several planes would be coming to a certain coastal air force base tonight, and after reporting the fighter jet models, the instruction he gave was – do not intercept the squadron, and provide corresponding supplies, but only that.
As for the rest…
Just pretend that the squadron never appeared.
No one was allowed to leak the information, otherwise, they would be dealt with by military law!
Late at night,
Eight MiG-21s landed at the designated airport.
The airport immediately followed instructions, replenishing fuel for the planes and providing food for the pilots.
Where did these planes come from?
No one knew!
All that was known was that the eight MiGs had their markings, but the pilots only spoke a few simple words of the local language.
It was worth mentioning that,
these fighter jets weren't carrying any weapons.
Instead, two strange objects were hanging from the sides of the wings.
They resembled auxiliary fuel tanks in shape, but the surface wasn't smooth or the same color, and there was a peculiar ring-shaped device at both the front and rear ends – in short, never seen before.
Inside the cockpit,
Wang Wei finished the meal provided by the airport.
He strolled around after getting off the plane, took care of his business, and then went back to the cockpit and went straight to sleep.
Chen Hao only met with him alone.
But!
The one carrying out this mission was the squadron he led – eight fighter jets.
Three in the morning.
Five in the morning.
Early morning…
Finally!
He received instructions from above!
…
East Sea.
The fleet continued to advance.
Soldiers constantly reported the distance to the commander, after all, there was the 12-nautical-mile rule.
It was just that…
the commander didn't care much.
A naval weakling, not even comparable to Dongyang, dared to challenge North America?
Similar freedom of navigation operations happened many times every year.
The commander was already used to it.
He was also used to appearing near the coastlines of various countries, even within 12 nautical miles, and the other party could only watch from afar, the so-called expulsion…
Was that being expelled?
It was that they had played enough and it was time to leave.
Likewise,
he was also used to being condemned by other countries afterward.
If condemnation had killing power, North America would have been destroyed long ago.
"Less than 80 nautical miles from the territorial sea line!"
"Chinese destroyers have appeared!"
The adjutant reported.
Destroyers?
The commander couldn't help but laugh, his laughter full of mockery.
He picked up his binoculars and looked at the majestic Burke-class destroyers on the left and right flanks of the fleet.
That was what you called destroyers!
Those with a displacement of more than 3,000 tons…
Could those be considered destroyers too?
What would North America's 3,000-ton Perry-class be called then?
A joke!
"Carrier-based aircraft, take off!"
The commander sneered contemptuously: "Fly over the destroyers!"
It was arrogance!
It was also provocation!
But what could you do?
The weak had no right to talk about fairness, or even to talk about sovereignty!
"There are fighter jets approaching…"
Suddenly!
An alarm sounded.
The adjutant frowned and reminded: "They're coming towards us – from the north!"
"Chinese? What model?" the commander asked dismissively.
"The AWACS reports, according to the radar image, it should be a MiG-21!"
"Ha!"
The commander was about to die laughing.
A vintage plane that was commissioned more than forty years ago?
That's right!
China did have more powerful Su-27s, but the number of those fighter jets was small and very precious.
Of course, precious was relative to China.
In the commander's opinion…
Even the Su-27 wasn't good enough!
Anyway, they were all trash, the so-called expulsion was just for show, to regain some non-existent face, what difference did it make whether they sent a MiG-21 or a Su-27?
"Go! Play with them a little!" the commander waved his hand.
"Yes!"
The adjutant ordered the ascending pilot.
The flagship command room quickly established a communication link with the pilot in charge of playing around.
A few minutes later.
"It's not Chinese!"
The pilot's voice echoed through the command room: "It's North Korean… North Korean MiG-21s – their planes have loudspeakers, and they're cursing me in Korean, F*ck!"