Siheyuan: Bringing Warehouses to 1959

For a period of time, warships from all over the world flocked in, and the Americans still followed their usual style and formed a naval coalition.

The countries that come here are diverse, and the Americans basically accept everyone who comes. No matter whether you have one ship or two ships, you just need to express your position.

After careful counting, at least a dozen or twenty countries sent ships.

The Russians naturally did not dare to underestimate such a grand scene, and the entire Pacific Fleet came.

International news, absolutely explosive international news.

In Zeng Wangcai's small group, there are constant messages:

"Hey, big brother, another one has arrived. Who is this... It's so miserable. It's just a broken boat. Is this a warship?"

"Where is where?"

"The coordinates are...Use the telescope to see. They're right next to you."

"Oh my god, is this a fishing boat?"

"Damn it, the Americans accept everyone who comes!"

"..."

While Zeng Wangcai was happily holding his mobile phone, he felt very emotional in his heart that our navy is actually not much better than others.

He was on the deck of the street boat, looking through a telescope at every visible warship, secretly comparing them with his own warships. He discovered that if he laughed at them, he would be no better than the pot calling the kettle black.

On the other hand, the warships of the Americans and Russians are more powerful and larger than each other. Not to mention aircraft carriers, even other cruisers and the like are much stronger than their own.

Zeng Wangcai secretly thanked his luck that he was not blinded by the 055 and brainwashed by the jokes on the Internet in later generations. He really believed that one 055 could destroy everything.

He thought, no matter what the Russians are doing now or what the Americans are going to do, if they really want to compete now, they need both aircraft carriers and 055, and more.

Therefore, Zeng Wangcai strengthened his determination for this action. No matter whether he could muddy the water or not, he had to at least try.

"Huh..." Zeng Wangcai's lips moved and his eyes became cold.

He saw a flag with a red sun on a white background through the telescope.

"Damn, the Japanese dare to get involved in this mess? Or are they here to be dogs for their American daddy?" Zeng Wangcai cursed.

He was wondering which of the many ships on the American side would be the best to attack. Now he doesn't have to think about it anymore, as they are delivered to his door.

Although Zeng Wangcai would not feel any psychological burden if he beat or killed anyone.

But fighting the Japanese is different. Not only will there be no psychological burden, but there will also be a strong sense of accomplishment.

"Hey, old man, do you want to watch a show?" Zeng Wangcai took out his cell phone and called Liu Yong.

"Zeng Wangcai, what the hell are you doing? I called you, but there is no news?" Liu Yong roared on the phone.

The commotion in the Pacific Ocean was so huge that it spread all over the world without anyone's special investigation.

Liu Yong and the other two had not expected this scene.

Before Zeng Wangcai took action, and during the operation, when he was still able to communicate, he took the initiative to tell the three of them that there were only 20 to 30 ships on each side.

Now, an entire fleet and the international coalition forces have arrived.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, that phone has no signal and I forgot to change it!" Zeng Wangcai apologized profusely.

He didn't dare to be careless during this period because there was no one to replace him. He had to keep an eye on it himself and slept very little, so he forgot to contact Liu Yong and the others.

"What's going on over there?" Liu Yong hesitated. "If it doesn't work, come back quickly. Money is not important, talent is important. You can't get into trouble, understand?"

"Why did you come back? We haven't done anything yet!" Zeng Wangcai repeatedly assured Liu Yong and then got down to business. "Old man, guess who I saw here?"

"Who?"

"Japs, I saw the Japs sent three warships. I don't recognize the models. I think we should attack them."

"..."

Are you really serious about this?

Although Liu Yong knew what was going on, he was still shocked when he heard that Zeng Wangcai was going to take action.

Frankly speaking, Liu Yong's generation hates the Japanese much more intensely than Zeng Wangcai's.

But at this critical moment, Liu Yong remained calm. He patiently persuaded: "The current situation is very different from what you planned. I think you should stay calm. As I said before, safety comes first. Don't get carried away.

"Wangcai, you are a good comrade. We have known each other for many years. We meet more often than I meet my sons. You must not get into any trouble..."

"Stop talking, my teeth are falling out!" Zeng Wangcai deliberately spoke in a sentimental way to allay Liu Yong's worries, and then said in a relaxed tone, "Although everything has gotten a little out of hand now, it's not out of control yet. Don't worry, I know what's going on. There will be no problem with our safety."

"Since you have thought it through, why are you still asking us old men?" Liu Yong said unhappily.

Just as Liu Yong said, as the first big boss to know Zeng Wangcai, Liu Yong watched Zeng Wangcai grow step by step from a small clerk in the publicity department of a steel rolling mill to where he is today. He knows Zeng Wangcai very well.

He knew that since Zeng Wangcai said this, it meant that he was really confident about safety.

So Liu Yong relaxed and his tone became relaxed, and this sense of relaxation was conveyed to Zeng Wangcai, who felt at ease.

"I called you to invite you to watch the show!" Zeng Wangcai said enthusiastically, "I know that the old men hate the Japanese the most, and they killed many of them in the past, but now the times are different, and there is no chance to relive the urge to kill Japanese again, so I'll let you guys watch it, do you want to watch it?"

"Do you want to see it? You are talking nonsense, but how can I see it from such a long distance?" Liu Yong was tempted.

He understands Zeng Wangcai, and Zeng Wangcai also understands him.

And Yang Mingyuan, especially Yang Mingyuan.

Zeng Wangcai knew that if such an opportunity really came up, the old men would definitely want to see it.

"I have a solution!" Zeng Wangcai said with a smile, "You can go to my house and find my wife, and you can stay at my house. There are plenty of houses there anyway..."

"What? Can you send back the live footage?"

"Yes, it is technically possible!"

Zeng Wangcai doesn’t install it anymore. He has thrown away the 055, so there is nothing to install on the TV.

The reason why he asked the old men to go to the Siheyuan was because he, the Teletubbies, could only be sure of transmitting signals to the Siheyuan under such circumstances.

"You should have told me earlier. My superiors want to know the situation at the scene. There is nothing we can do. I'll go to the courtyard right away. You should call your wife right away." The old man hung up the phone very quickly.

But he shouted even faster: "Yang Mingyuan, Su Ming... come out quickly..."

After greeting the other two old men, Liu Yong immediately called his superior.

Not long after, several military vehicles arrived at the entrance of the sanatorium, loaded up people, and rushed towards Caishen Lane.