Siheyuan: Bringing Warehouses to 1959

Frankly speaking, the theory of truth that Zeng Wangcai just mentioned does exist and is followed by people, regardless of whether Hu De and others deny it or not.

What gentleman, bullshit!

There may be some people with conscience who think that such behavior in their country is not right, but there will also be people who stand in front of their museums and show off proudly.

Hader was a gentleman, but after listening to Zeng Wangcai, he thought Zeng Wangcai was even more of a bandit.

"Mr. Bai, please wait a moment..." Hader said speechlessly on the deck, "You mean to ask us to pay for the missile you just launched, right?"

"Smart, Mr. Hard is indeed a wise man!"

"But...are you mistaken? You launched the missile to attack us..."

Kill our people, blow up our planes, and then make us pay you?

Is there such a thing?

Have!

Zeng Wangcai had seen a situation on the Internet in his previous life, and the core of it was pretty much this. It was about a mother who went crazy because her son was shot to death, and then someone... Never mind, I won’t talk about things that I don’t know whether they’re true or not.

This incident taught Zeng Wangcai that this practice was very stimulating.

As expected, both Had and Hood were so angry that they couldn't speak for a long time.

"If you don't arrest my people, will I beat you?" Zeng Wangcai said in a very reasonable tone, "Stop talking nonsense, this is also an exchange. I know that a guy named Mason came to Jiangdao. He took a fancy to our automobile industry and looted all the islands we rented.

"You notify Mason, I will send someone to talk to him. Cooperation is not impossible, but don't come to that island again. Missiles have no eyes. Whoever approaches that island without permission will sink to the bottom of the sea to feed the fish. Don't worry about us not reminding you... In short, agree to my request and then talk about other things. I'll give you one hour, Oul..."

With an "Ouur", the conversation ended and the communication was released again.

Had immediately contacted Hood and told him not to move and not to contact the higher-ups. He left some people on the freighter and rushed to the frigate himself.

"Sit, fuck, fuck his grandma..." When Had arrived, Hood was still not satisfied. He flew into a rage in front of all the officers and soldiers, cursing with foul language.

If Zeng Wangcai saw Hood like this, he would definitely feel very comfortable.

But Hood couldn't help it. He was so angry. All the officers and soldiers on the ship knew what happened today. How could he, Hood, continue to stay on this ship?

"He is simply a robber and a devil. He killed our people and even asked us for the money for the bullets..." Hood roared loudly, "Four million pounds, how dare he ask for it? Listen to my orders, set sail immediately, and find the ends of the earth. I want to find this devil..."

Steven and the officers and soldiers looked at each other... Wake up, sir, we still want to retire alive!

"Major Hood..." Hader walked in, "I hope you can calm down. Anger won't solve the problem."

"I don't want to be the laughing stock of the Navy!" Hood was still furious.

"Major, I'm afraid we have become a laughing stock all over the world!" Hard said with a wry smile, "I believe that what happened here today will soon be known to others, so it is completely meaningless for us to continue discussing what happened just now.

"We should look to the future and seriously address this matter."

"How do we solve this?" Hood gradually calmed down. "We have become a joke. There is no way to go back. If I notify the military, I will be dismissed soon. I am finished..."

"No, not necessarily. Someone will pay 400 million pounds!" Hard smiled. "In this case, in a way, we are not too embarrassed..."

Hader offered Hood an idea he couldn't refuse.

Afterwards, the two of them contacted the people they needed to contact.

Jiangdao, military port, Huang family naval headquarters.

An elderly general with gray hair, wearing his military cap and simple military uniform.

The general was in the command room, and the screen in front of him was flashing "nosingle". This situation had been going on for a long time. There was a brief recovery just now, but it happened again soon.

The frigate was dispatched, but what was the result? Did those idiots in the Sixth Department catch anyone?

"General, the signal has been restored..." a staff officer shouted.

"Contact Hood immediately!"

"It's the General...Major Hood is calling!"

"Hood, this is Miles..." General Miles shouted seriously, "What's the situation over there? Why did you lose contact?"

"General, this is bad..." Hood on the other end of the line spoke in a flurry of voices, and finally said with lingering fear, "General, the intelligence is true. They can really show us anime. What we just saw was a wolf trying to eat a sheep. It tried to eat the sheep for several episodes but couldn't get the sheep into its mouth..."

"..." Miles was speechless. He saw that in the command room, the corners of his officers and soldiers' mouths were all raised. If they were not afraid of him, they would have burst out laughing.

"Hood, you idiot!" Miles cursed, "Even if you want to make excuses for your failure, you shouldn't use such a stupid excuse. Do you think you are the Allied Seventh Fleet?

"Is there any trust in the intelligence obtained by those rubbish in the Sixth Department? Stupid, idiots... How could a wolf fail to catch a sheep?"

"......." Hood said aggrievedly, "General, I think so too..."

"Fuck, you got it wrong!" Miles said with a twitch of his mouth, "You said the vulture was shot down, and then the other party asked us for compensation... He...tui, we are the only ones who ask others for compensation...

"You idiot, it's not some mysterious ship, it must be a missile launched from land, it's a SAM-2, you know that? Also, just because your radar can't find it doesn't mean the radar at the base can't find it... And it's normal if it can't find it..."

Miles didn't believe Hood at all, and it really wasn't his fault. The equipment was several generations ahead of others. How could a fighter who had been on the front line for a long time easily believe such a thing?

"Order, the second flight squadron takes off, target...near that island!" Miles ordered, "Hood, I order you to return immediately, Hood, Hood, do you hear me..."

"General, it's bad, the radar is cracking..."

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"Site, what the hell are you looking at?" Miles was shocked.