Siheyuan: Bringing Warehouses to 1959

Zeng Wangcai mobilized a total of two 815A ships, which opened fire at full power to interfere, and the impact was huge.

He thought that the signal paralysis on the shore after the interference of 815A was a joke, so he was worried that the power was not enough and played it a little too big, which directly led to accidental injuries.

The base's radar was interfered with and was unable to capture the target normally, which was equivalent to the base being blind.

"Order, all units prepare for battle!" Old Man Su issued the combat order immediately and raised the previous combat alert level to the highest level.

All armies, units, shore-based artillery, etc., were all ready, and messages were passed on to higher authorities one by one.

Four people were in the command room, ready for battle.

But after waiting for a whole day, it was night again, and then the dawn rose again, and the sea was calm and there was no sound.

"What the hell is going on?" Old man Su, who had stayed up all night again, was smoking a cigarette, his mind full of confusion.

The previous intelligence only came from Han Qiaosheng, which was incoherent and they couldn't guess what was going on. The comrades from the Special Operations Department couldn't get more detailed information for the time being, which led to a serious information gap between the two sides.

Until the 38th Army's frontline called...

After Old Man Deng finished the call, he came back with a very strange expression on his face.

"What's going on?" Old Man Yang asked, "Are there any new findings at the frontline?"

Without electronic eyes, we can only rely on our naked eyes, and the island where the 38th Army is located can see Li Yuxi's movements with a telescope.

"We did find something, but it's a bit strange," said Old Man Deng. "From the frontline, we found that their ships were gone. The sea is empty."

"The ship is gone?" Old Man Su was shocked and quickly asked the confidential officer to ask the troops on the coastline whether they had found anything.

The result is, no!

"Strange, how could there be none?" Old Man Su murmured, "Did they go back? That shouldn't be the case. They have someone backing them up, so they won't give up so easily..."

They knew too well the group of stray dogs on the island. Those bastards were always thinking about counterattack. Relying on their good and advanced ships, they were always looking for opportunities to take advantage of them, wander around the island, or ambush the navy ships.

Now that he has the support of the entire Seventh Fleet, how could he run away without making a sound?

Just at this moment, good news came from the confidential department and the signal was restored.

"Hurry, check what's going on immediately!" Old Man Su and his four companions rushed in and watched their subordinates search.

The results came out soon, and the Seventh Fleet was gone.

Disappeared, gone!

He smoked one cigarette after another, and the lounge was filled with smoke. Even Zhou Guanjun, who usually didn't smoke much, was smoking one cigarette after another.

I have to smoke, I can't get my head around it.

In fact, smoking didn't have much effect. A chief of staff and three battle-hardened generals were completely unable to understand the enemy's purpose at this time.

This retreat was too ridiculous. They lost several planes and didn't gain any advantage. They suffered a great loss, and yet they retreated?

I've already set up my guns, and you're asking me to do this?

puff!

Zhou Guanjun exhaled a little tobacco from his cigarette and said, "Is it possible that their retreat is related to Han Qiaosheng? You remember the news from the comrades in the Special Operations Department that both sides are looking for Han Qiaosheng."

"That's impossible. We are not gods. How can one person influence the entire battle situation?"

"No, I didn't say Han Qiaosheng was a person!" Zhou Guanjun lit another cigarette, "I mean, this matter is related to Han Qiaosheng."

"I think it is!"

"Han Qiaosheng? I've never heard of him..."

"Now that the signal has been restored, let's wait and see. Maybe the comrades from the Special Operations Department will send back some news."

Zeng Wangcai would never have imagined that the character Han Qiaosheng, whom he had spoofed, would become the core of a series of subsequent events.

A misunderstanding ended up causing a big mess.

At this time, Zeng Wangcai was still on the sea. He was not in a hurry to go back. He wanted to wait until dark.

After dark, Zeng Wangcai drove his yacht slowly towards the island where the 38th Army was stationed. He estimated the direction where people were stationed, then folded up the yacht and went to sea.

Then find a beach, soak there, soak your skin until it looks like you have been soaking in the sea for a long time, and then wait, wait for someone to find you.

His idea of ​​returning was so simple and crude. After falling into the sea, he was swept into a current. Fortunately, he did not drown and was washed ashore on an island after being drifted by the current.

No matter whether it is reasonable or not, there are too many things to take care of.

But he didn't expect that no one would notice him lying on the beach all night, so he had no choice but to move to an open area, and was finally found shortly after dawn.

More than an hour after being discovered, Zeng Wangcai "woken up slowly" in the tent of the 38th Army's temporary medical department.

"Comrade, I... where am I?" Zeng Wangcai pretended so well that the medical staff didn't realize he was pretending at all.

"This is the temporary medical department of the 38th Army!" A medical staff member answered and then asked, "What's your name? Which unit are you from? Why are you in the sea?"

Zeng Wangcai was wearing a military uniform but had nothing to prove his identity, so two soldiers with armed guns were guarding his bed.

It is obvious that they are worried that Zeng Wangcai is a spy.

"My name is Zeng Wangcai, and I'm from the 70th Regiment of the 208th Division..." Zeng Wangcai shook his head.

"Zeng Wangcai? Why does this name sound so familiar?" The medical staff thought about it and suddenly realized, "Oh my God, you are Zeng Wangcai, the Zeng Wangcai who didn't know the confrontation was over and was hiding in our position. Why are you here? Your regiment commander is still looking for you."

The team leader he was talking about was undoubtedly Zhu Wei.

It turns out that Zhu Wei and Xiaobao have been on the island all the time, and Xiaoqiang and his friends, at the insistence of Yutie and others, have been looking for their company commander.

The medical staff went out to call for help. Before noon, car engines roared and several cars stopped outside the tent where Zeng Wangcai was.

"Captain, Captain, you are not dead!"

"Captain, I told you you can't die!"

"Captain, why is your face so pale..."

"Brother, wuwuwu..."

A group of people rushed in and surrounded Zeng Wangcai, looking him left and right. Their faces showed ecstasy, relief... and awkward acting.

Xiaobao is the one who acted awkwardly!

"I'm not dead, I'm lucky!" Zeng Wangcai laughed, "I've been in the sea for two days and I'm floating back... Captain Zhou, you're here too, thank you for your hard work!"

His last words were addressed to the captain of the guard company, whom he had met once.

Captain Zhou smiled bitterly and said, "Captain Zeng, you are indeed lucky. The commander was very happy to know that you were okay. He ordered me to come and see if there is anything wrong with your health. If not, he asked me to arrange for you to go to the headquarters immediately."

Zeng Wangcai said there was no problem.

Afterwards, the 38th Army arranged a large ship to send Zeng Wangcai and twelve others away.

It was already evening when Zeng Wangcai arrived at the command center.

No one in the command center knew him, and the soldier in charge of bringing him in took him to the door of the command room.

Just as Zeng Wangcai was about to go in, he heard Old Man Yang shouting, "Impossible, absolutely impossible. It's okay to call him Han Qiaosheng, but this is just a person's name. How can you make up the Monkey King..."