Chapter 115 Dreadnaught Battleship Design Drawing

The general opposite to Cooka said, "Do you think that the allied forces on the opposite side will not expand their resources? The method you said will only eventually become a crazy military expansion of two bases. In this way, our battlefield will expand more than ten times, and the number of deaths will be more than ten times, and this The land that will be ravaged by radiation and shrapnel will be desolate from now on. Our current strength will definitely have a greater advantage before the Allied untied advanced decoding instructions than when the Apocalypse tanks appear.

Cookka stared at him and said, " Major General, we are not philanthropists. As long as we can win in the end, nothing else is the factors I should consider. Even if our current military strength has an advantage, there are too many factors affecting the dispatch of troops now, which will be the advantages we have established in the early stage. The department is lost."

"No, what will you do to resist the Allied aircraft carrier known as war killers? Do you want to fill the whole base with anti-aircraft guns? As long as our V-4 heavy hammer rocket launcher has not been able to develop an auxiliary device to accurately hit the target in the swaying rivers, lakes and seas, we can't compete more with the Allies. Of." The major general shouted.

"Oh, isn't it? So what do you think this is?" General Cooka's finger was a little far away from the screen. The map on the screen suddenly changed into a model of a warship. There were the design drawings of the warship in the four corners next to it. "This is the design drawing sent from Leningrad half an hour ago. Take a look."

"What, this is, this is..." After seeing the design drawing, the general said with a trembling face.

"Yes, this is the design of the dreadnought warship. The Allies have aircraft carriers, and with dreadnoughts, we are fearless! We can also dominate the maritime forces! As long as you give us a little more time, we will definitely build a dreaded warship in the later stage of the war!" Cookka said with full of momentum.

"No, you are crazy. The dreadnought warship is a bottomless hole. In the later stage of the war, even if the resources of our entire base are invested, we can only build two dreadnought warships. Then we can hardly develop anything in the later stage. If we can't win, it will be the end of a thousand miles. You are gambling, and I will never agree." The general said.

Cookka sneered and said, "Gambling, let me tell you the truth. This is not that I want to bet, but that I have to bet. The highest level has sent the design drawings to our base in person. Don't you know what it means? We have no way out. Whether our base survives or not, the dreadnought warship must pass through the turbulent waves with our Soviet logo. This is no longer the ability of the heads of our two small bases. Our main goal now is to build a dreadnought warship, and then win the battle. Fight."

At this time, there was a gentle knock on the door of the command room. General Cooka was happy. He had ordered to go down before. Dare to knock on the door at this time showed that his cousin Coggins had woken up. Without any hesitation, Cook said to the major general in the room, "I have After gathering the engineers to study this drawing, I believe that in the near future, our Soviets will put the red flag in all corners of the world.

After Cookka said this, he turned around and left the rest of the general muttered to himself, "No..."

Cookka changed to the elevator three times. After dozens of electronic cameras, he finally came to the medical room of the headquarters. In fact, the overall function of the headquarters is a small living area. There is no shortage of food, medical treatment, entertainment, work and other places, but the floor area is not less than any in the base. The headquarters of a building is only for Cook and the general in the command room.

After Cooka pushed the door open, the medical staff saluted Cooka, "How are you, General?" After that, he retreated.

At this time, Coggins looked at Cooka with a pale face. Cooksker closed the door of the medical room and changed his gentle smile. Coggins shouted feebly, "Uncle..."

There was a caring look on Cooka's face, which was really a little inconsistent with his vigorous methods in the base. He said, "Corkins, you were handed over to me when your parents died. Uncle didn't let you suffer so much at the beginning. In order to help me find something to eat, he was beaten to develop this kind of thing. Don't worry about your timid personality. Only with your uncle, no one can force you to do what you don't want to do. As long as you are in the Soviet camp one day, absolutely no one can touch you.

Coggins touched his brain. According to an Allied responsible person, Coggins' brain was equipped with a nerve bomb made of non-metal nanotechnology. The bomb was not powerful enough to cut a fatal hole in the softest cerebral cortex, and the bomb was small enough to hit the brain. The fine examination could not be detected, and once the nerve bomb was found that someone wanted to remove it and had time to kill the host before removing it, Cookca did not expect that his nephew's timid disease for him would one day be used by the rest of the people to deal with him.

"Uncle, how did I get here?" Corkins was very nervous in a very soft voice.

After listening to Coggins' question, Cookka's voice suddenly answered loudly, "Thanks to the mercenaries of Afhisas, who sent them here. These people have been hired by us and stayed at the sickle base."

"What? They stayed at the sickle base. Corkins asked in disbelief, would the soldiers who were hired by the Soviet camp exchange their identities for honors to get honor badges? How many people knew their identity? Cokingston panicked.

At this time, the door of the medical room suddenly sounded a gentle knock on the door, "Dud".

Two tones, indicating that there were people who didn't know the details to visit. Cookka looked at Corkins, who looked a little strange and said, "What? Don't you want them to stay?"

Corggins said quickly, "No, no, someone knocked on the door. Let him in."

Cookka nodded. After opening the door, a conscript in a brown military uniform came in. He raised his hand and handed over a blue badge with the icon of a winged eagle and said, "Major General, some people say that Corkins will think of him when he sees this."