Chapter 546 An Hour of Disappearing

August 1st, 2 a.m.

"Oh."

A loud noise broke the silence of Yokosuka Communication's duty center. Although the chair in front of him was hit by the communications officer on duty, it failed to stop his speed.

After grabbing the phone on the desk and shaking it a few times, the bell rang in the bedroom of the base commander.

A few minutes later, the beeping siren sounded throughout the base, and a series of radio waves broke the silence and tore the sky.

Duan Fei was woken up in the office. Because there might be a war at any time, he, like many officials, slept in the office every day and didn't even go home.

At this moment, after finally waiting for this telegram from Yokosuka, he not only did not feel nervous, but also felt relieved.

The U.S. visit to Japan and the fleet left Japan!

"I'll go to see the Prime Minister and the Emperor immediately. You inform the action team that they can do it!" Duan Fei dressed calmly and slowly buttoned up, which was in sharp contrast to the tension and anxiety of the previous days.

Outside the window of the car, the huge old city of Yanjing was dark. During the exercise, you could even hear the sweet purr, but this quietness was broken by the telegram in his hand.

An hour later, a lot of lights were lit up in Yanjing City, and there were more vehicles on the quiet street. If there were planes in the sky at this time, you would see that the destinations of these vehicles were all heading for the new garden.

At the same time, the Yanjing Prime Minister's Office and the Ministry of National Defense also made a noise, and the latter sent telegrams out at the speed of three orders per minute. When the brain was activated in an instant, the forwarding station covering the whole country was also quickly confused.

The Ministry of Security, the Ministry of Intelligence, the Ministry of Police and the National Guard, which specially allowed to participate in the net collection operation, were fully dispatched. Some people were taken away from their sleep, and some were directly cut in the throat by sharp blades.

The rapid phone rang from the home of every holiday officer, and the officers living in remote areas will also receive a notice from the political axe in a few hours.

Foyed, the U.S. ambassador to China, stood in front of the mirror, carefully and carefully tidying up his clothes without letting go of any wrinkles. On the desk behind him, a thin declaration of war came into his eyes.

Although he can't know the president's arrangement, he believes that the declaration of war is carefully prepared, because the jet lag also needs to be calculated.

Fuye walked out of the door, stood at the door, looked at the flying stars and stripes, and a sense of pride rose in his heart. These ignorant Asians did not know how powerful the United States was, and they would regret what they had done before.

Slowly got into an American-made car, and Fuye waved to several assistants and counselors with a smile. When the iron gate slowly opened, several American soldiers began to salute.

But at this moment, history has been solidified!

As soon as Foyer's car entered the street, a crooked car of about the same size came towards him. A serious accident occurred. When the drunken driver got out of the car, Foye was already unconscious.

The sound of saving people, the noise, and the shouting and scolding of American soldiers were mixed up. When the police on patrol nearby arrived at the scene with a whistle and did the on-site investigation, the counselor remembered the briefcase and a declaration of war.

When he grabbed his bag, found a second car, and towed away two blocked cars, he found that it was exactly an hour late!

The drunk driver who caused the accident was arrested on the spot. He was a famous rich man in Yanjing City. Two weeks later, he was sentenced as a traffic accident. When people opened his resume, they found that he had even attended a business reception held by the U.S. Embassy and had a good personal relationship with the U.S. ambassador. That night, he just came to find the ambassador. Talking about things.

Although there are many versions of the car accident that was known to have changed the world afterwards, and the son of the rich family is regarded by many as a spy of Xinhua's intelligence agency, he has never admitted it.

It was not until he let all his children leave the room when he was dying decades later that he took out a medal engraved with a golden dragon from the safe with crutches, pasted it on his chest, and then covered it with a shroud coat. With a touch of pride, he fell asleep peacefully in the coffin.

On that day, on the five most secret walls of the empire, under a few big characters of unknown heroes, a most shining Venus was added--

In the southwest Pacific Ocean, radio waves activated the silent fleet. In the morning, the three aircraft carriers thousands of nautical miles away were busy at the same time. The elevator dragged the light blue and white camouflage eagles at the bottom to the deck from the simple hangar. The aircrews were busy running in vests of various colors. They have repeated it hundreds of times. This kind of work, but at this moment, I'm still sweating nervously.

The first wave of four bumblebees was slowly pushed to the back end of the blocking iron, and the elevators had begun to upgrade the second batch and the third batch.

The leather pipe connected to the oil depot was quickly connected to the refueling port, and the technician repeatedly checked every place. The originally idle sailors were also gathered together. They lined up in a row and slowly walked from the stern to the bow, carefully checking every inch of the wooden flight deck.

In the combat room, the pilot sat in a chair, looked at the tactical board on the front, and listened to the flight officer explain the route of the patrol and what actions should be taken after finding the enemy. The dotted lines surrounded the still lurking fleet and shot radially.

Suddenly, the red light in the room lit up.

The pilots looked at the signal lights taking off, rushed to the deck, sat in the cockpit of the war eagle, put on the helmet, and carefully checked whether the oil meter, radio, gyroscope and other equipment were normal. Finally, they pulled down the goggles on the helmet, raised their thumbs to the ground guard, and closed the cockpit cover.

The aircraft carrier completed the maneuvering against the wind, the smoke column began to thicken and deepen, the bow kept splitting the waves, and the power module used all its strength to accelerate.

The aircrew turned the three-leaf propeller hard, and the sudden sound accompanied by a black smoke coming out of the nose. The strong pull made the war eagle ready to move. If it hadn't been for the thickened front landing gear and tripped by the iron, maybe it would have spread its wings and soared.

When the first morning light rose from the east, the flight controller standing next to the deck in a yellow vest waved the green flag fiercely, and the blocking iron under the engine wheel suddenly retreated. At the same time, the pilot also quickly released the brakes, and the war eagle roared to the front end of the deck.

When the first bumblebee rushed out of the deck and suddenly sank, almost everyone's hearts hung to their throats, but in an instant, a light swift-like shadow rose under the bow, roaring into the clouds in the eyes of everyone.

Two waves, eight bumblebees quickly completed their take-off. After passing over the fleet, under the envious gaze of the fleet's sailors, they were like scattered petals.

Today, they don't let the enemy enjoy the bumblebee's vicious sting, but act as the eye of the fleet to find the enemy who sneaks on the imperial territory! ——

In the middle of the fish white, a seaplane returned to the mother ship in the sun. Shortly after the boom put the aircraft away, Lieutenant General Frederick Steddy, the flagship of the New Zealand Squadron, which was responsible for attacking Nauru, had received information.

There were lights on the island, and figures were found.

Steddy took a deep breath. The arsonist, the bullshit emperor may be in pain after today. Why did he learn from the worship and rest system in Europe? He should learn from the Tsar, and all soldiers go to work every day!

The powerful empire has had enough. It has been blackmailed by that bastard more than a decade ago. Now it's time for him to pay off the interest.

In Lieutenant General Steddy's right arm, three battleship cruisers rushed to the port of Aaron in Nauru not far away and began to accelerate. When the port of Aaron appeared in sight, the twelve main turrets rotated rapidly.

Looking at the virtual shadow in the sky, Lieutenant General Steddy sneered. Although the Chinese raided and arranged more than a dozen heavy artillery there and dispatched 2,000 marines, they were just garbage in front of their fleets.

Looking at the dense warships behind him, Lieutenant General Steddy looked at his watch again. It was seven o'clock in the morning Australian time, Yanjing is still early morning, and today is Monday. The soldiers who have just got up after the revelry have just got up, so this is a clever time difference.

"Will Li Mo be stupid with the declaration of war at this moment?"

"Fire!"

With these words coldly spitting out between the teeth, 24 12-inch/L45 naval guns roared at the same time, and thick black smoke rushed out of the muzzle, pushing more than 300 kilograms of shells out of the barrel, roaring to the shore gun position that had been reconnoitated several times away from 18,000 yards away.

More than ten seconds later, a rising fire rose from a distance, and a humanoid object could even be seen tearing in the explosion in the flame.

The watchmen on the mast looked nervously at the shore gun position and pinched a handful of sweat in their hands. No matter when and where, the fleet and the shore gun will not have an advantage. This is because the earth will not shake and the firing angle will be higher, so the range and accuracy of the shore gun of the same caliber will be more accurate than that of the naval gun.

The naval gun pushed out the shells at a speed of one per minute. The sailors in the turret were in full swing, and more sailors were looking. Because the distance was too far, the secondary guns did not have a chance to join the first round of shelling operation.

On several troop carriers farther away, Australian soldiers gathered together, either desperately stuffing breakfast into their mouths or crosses on their chests, because they knew that when the naval guns were raging, the landing battle was about to begin, and they would face dense enemy bullets.

Suddenly, there was a restlessness in the unyielding telegraph room, and a turbulence flying from the radio receiver not only did not worry these telegraphers, but the corners of their mouths were full of sneers. Don't you think it's too late to send out a distress telegram at this time?

Half an hour later, the roaring naval gun finally stopped. Lieutenant General Steddy was very satisfied with the perfect performance of the gunners, because the hastily built shore gun position in the lens had disappeared, and there was no shell from beginning to end.

As several small torpedo boats dropped from the cargo ship dragged fishing nets to the channel to clear the mines, the three battlecruisers and other ships began to close the distance, and the main and secondary guns began to extend their firing.

Listening to the touching sound of the ship's gunfire, Stedy took the fragrant coffee from the adjutant and ordered the landing at the same time--

Yanjing.

The light illuminates the interior of the hall.

In the eyes of everyone, His Majesty the Emperor of the Xinhua Empire smashed the "Help" telegram from Nauru on the face of the British and American ambassadors, especially the British ambassadors. At this time, he knew that in order to cooperate with the United States in the declaration of war at the same time, he stood anxiously outside the new garden and waited for the hour of production. What's the impact!

The declaration of war turned into a shameless sneak attack!

(to be continued)