Data Wasteland

In the afternoon, along the coast of the Principality of Nice, the East Sea Fleet base.

Dozens of warships are docked in the pier surrounded by reefs.

The waves beat against the stones that have remained unchanged for thousands of years. Looking up, the cliffs on both sides are covered with artillery.

The muzzles of the black holes all turned outward, aimed at the surging sea. The artillerymen standing guard looked serious, and the current tense atmosphere of the great enemy, as if there was a little disturbance, they would fire tens of thousands of cannons, and the future offenders would be smashed into pieces.

An old and mottled heavy cruiser was docked on the shore. The huge hull has a height of nearly 100 meters. Even if there are many rusts, it is still like a giant beast in the sea, exuding the atmosphere of a marine overlord.

An old general stood at the bow of the boat. The medals on his chest, his deeply wrinkled face, and the few strands of silver and white exposed under the big-brimmed hat all indicated the owner's annual rings and qualifications.

The old general had a straight waist and looked at the sea calmly. He seemed so preoccupied that he forgot the gradually extinguished pipe in his hand.

"Captain Captain, Captain Alf!" Turning to look, an officer was walking quickly, with a little complaint on his young face, "I thought you were on the bridge, but after searching for a long time, I couldn't find it. , it turned out to be on the deck."

"The air in the bridge is a little stuffy, so come out and breathe." The old general explained.

"There is a telegram from Jinfen Port, saying that another cargo ship has been detained." The young officer's expression became a little heavy. "The Chamber of Commerce hopes that we can negotiate at sea and let the other party release the detained cargo ship."

The old general looked at the sea, took a few puffs of cigarettes, then knocked on the ashes, and said with a bitter smile, "Let's leave the port?"

"Don't they know that there are the Golden Fleet of the Kingdom of Saudi Arabia and the aircraft carrier battle group of the Kingdom of Qing?" The old general pointed to the sea horizon, "Once we drive these old antiques out of the range of the shore guns, there is a high probability that we will not be able to return. already."

"No, it's definitely not coming back!" The old general looked helpless, "You know, we even mortgaged the shells to the World Bank in Jinfen Port."

"Now we are like an unsheathed broken sword. It can be scary if we don't pull it out. Once we pull it out, others will know our details."

"Look at my underwear..." The old general opened the collar, revealing the white vest inside, and looking at it, there were several holes in the fabric. "It has not been changed for several years."

"I bet we are the poorest navy in the world," said the old general with great certainty.

In the Ambergris Caye, the navy is the least valued. In the past, when the old king was alive, they could still get some food out of the gap between their teeth. Since the queen came to power, they didn't even have a budget for a copper plate.

"Looking back at the time, we were in high spirits and crossed the seven seas!"

"Now, I can only survive under the shelter of the shore guns..." The old general shook his head and sighed, with tears in the corners of his eyes. The young officer was moved by the sight and wiped his eyes.

Just then, a sailor came hurriedly.

"Fleet commander, staff officer, something is bad!" The sailor looked anxious, as if something major had happened.

"What's going on?" The old general was still calm, but the young staff officer was already panicking, "Could it be that the fleets of the Sand Kingdom and Qing Kingdom are fighting over!"

"No, no!" The sailor shook his head quickly, "Yes, yes..." Because of the excessive tension, the sailor was a little slurred. The young staff officer was so anxious that he grabbed the opponent's shoulder and shook it desperately, "Come on, is it the Golden Fleet or the Qingguo Aircraft Carrier?"

"Yes, yes, the Prime Minister is here." The sailor held back for a long time, and finally gave the answer.

"Sir Prime Minister!" The captain and the staff officer stared wide-eyed in shock.

"Yes, the Prime Minister suddenly visited, and also brought Princess Baiye and Princess Honglong, who are big figures in the kingdom!"

"Hurry up!" the staff officer reminded, and the captain of the fleet reacted and hurriedly ordered, "Quick, welcome the Prime Minister!"

The captain of the fleet hurriedly walked towards the Banqiao connecting the pier, but at this moment, a strong wind blew.

Immediately afterwards, the top of the three people's heads darkened, and a flying beast descended from the sky.

"Roar!"

The low roar shocked all directions, and the four beast eyes stared like copper bells. It was a giant two-headed lion with a bunch of huge bat wings spread out on its back.

The three people on the deck, as well as the sailors who were about to run over, all subconsciously retreated a few meters to distance themselves from this wild beast that exuded a vicious aura.

Sitting on the lion's back is a man and two women. The men are dressed in military uniforms and leather shoes. Their eyes are deep and full of the breath of a superior.

"My servant sees the Prime Minister!"

The captain of the fleet recognized that it was Chen Xing, and hurriedly knelt down and saluted. Seeing this, the surrounding sailors followed suit and knelt down.

Now that Chen Xing's prestige is so high that even the two queens have to obey orders, he is a small fleet captain, so naturally he can't be neglected.

"During war, state affairs are the most important, and no red tape is required."

Chen Xing lifted up the old general and signaled to all the sailors to continue their mission.

After that, he didn't say any polite words, and led people into the battle command room of the bridge.

"Tell me about the strength comparison between the enemy and ours." Chen Xing said straight to the point.

"The Golden Fleet of the Kingdom of Saudi Arabia is in the southeast, about thirty nautical miles away. There is one battleship, one heavy cruiser, five light cruisers, fifteen expulsion ships, and thirty **** ships."

"The aircraft carrier group of the Qing Kingdom is deployed in the northeast direction. There are two aircraft carriers, eight expulsion ships, and twenty-three **** ships."

"Where is our side?" Chen Xing asked impatiently.

"My side..." The old captain, Alf, hesitated for a moment, stood at attention, and answered earnestly, "We have two heavy cruisers, one flagship and one sub-flagship, and twelve destroyers, twenty-five frigate."

"But..." Alf struggled, and after a while, he said with determination, "We have no ammunition and fuel, and most of the sailors are out."

"What are you doing?" Chen Xing couldn't help frowning. He was not on the fleet during his service, but he was going to a military court.

The old captain replied with some pain, "They've all sent takeaways to help make up for the family..."

Chen Xing was stunned for a moment. Although he had heard that the East China Sea Fleet was poor before he came, he did not expect to be so poor. The in-service navy went to deliver food, how poor can it really be.

"Wait, I seem to have missed something just now..." Chen Xing tried his best to think about it, and then he remembered what was going on, "Aircraft carrier, how can Qingguo have an aircraft carrier?"

"This..." The old general didn't seem to understand, "This is normal. If you have money, you will have an aircraft carrier."

"No, I mean, they have the Air Force, why don't we?" Chen Xing asked.

"We have it. The airport is near the Great East Court." Bai Yefenghua said, then shook his head again, "But there has been no funding for a long time, and it is estimated that it has been disbanded."

Since the cataclysm, with the ban of weapons of mass destruction and the emergence of extraordinary power, the once cutting-edge military technology of mankind - jet fighters has gradually withdrawn from the stage of history.

It is more cost-effective to spend huge sums of money on expensive fighter jets and training pilots to train a few more extraordinary powers.

Today, countries still maintain a small number of fighter jets for reconnaissance patrols and naval battles. Because there are relatively few extraordinary people who can fly, aircraft will have certain advantages in naval battles.

The situation was urgent, and Chen Xing quickly made a decision.

"Fenghua, you go to Dadongting to find out the situation of the Air Force and how much combat power is left."

"it is good!"

"Lacie, you transfer all the powerhouses who are good at aerial combat, including legends."

"Oh…"

After giving the order, the two women stepped on the back of the lion.

The two-headed manticore roared lowly, flapping its bat wings and leaping up, and the turbulent wind on the deck was blowing, causing people's heads to fly.

The manticore was extremely fast. After one circled, it flew into the distance and soon became a small black spot.

"Captain!" Chen Xing looked at Alf with a serious expression.

"I'm here!" Alf stood up straight and responded loudly.

"I give you three days to recall all sailors and solve the problem of fuel and ammunition!" Chen Xing ordered seriously.

"This..." Alf looked embarrassed, "It's not a problem to recall sailors, but fuel and ammunition..."

The wrinkles on the old general's face were crowded together, with an expression of "I am poor, I have no money, and I am shameless".

"I'll give you enough budget, just do what you need to do." Chen Xing sighed.

"Really!" The old general's eyes lit up, and his eyes shone brightly, "We also need a sum of money for maintenance and salary arrears, and..."

The old generals are so familiar, Chen Xing quickly stopped, "Now is the time of war, money must be spent on the edge of the knife, and the arrears of wages will be discussed later."

Chen Xing's idea is very simple. Although it is money from the national treasury, it has already been put in his personal account, which is almost the same as his own money. If he can spend a little less, he will spend a little less.

The old general's eyes dimmed, but he knew that now was not the time to ask for salary, and then he said, "The salary thing can be put aside first, but ammunition..."

Seeing the old general's hesitation, Chen Xing asked, "How do you say it?"

"The ammunition is mortgaged at the World Bank in Jinfen Port, and only after the loan is repaid can it be taken back."

"Is that so..." Chen Xing frowned, thought for a few seconds, and waved vigorously, "Let's go, let's meet the bankers of the World Bank!"