I Have Become A Military Industry Boss And You Tell Me To Start School?

"Your Majesty Major!"

The voice of the communications soldier caught Mitarai's attention.

"What's going on? Has the gunboat ahead completed its mission?" Mitarai asked excitedly.

As a result, the communication soldier's face became increasingly ugly.

"Your Excellency Major, a communication has just been sent from the Sakata."

"Tell us—the Fukada has sunk!"

"What?"

Mitarai was dumbfounded.

The Japanese gunboat actually sank!

And it sank while performing such a mission with almost no danger!

"How dare the Chinese navy take action in disputed waters? Aren't they afraid of our Japanese navy?"

Mitarai looked at the correspondent in disbelief. He believed that the correspondent did not receive the wrong message. The information transmission in Japan was encrypted with a special password and there would be no loopholes.

So the current situation is that one of their gunboats has indeed sunk!

"Your Majesty, Major," the correspondent spoke slowly, with a trembling voice, "the Chinese navy didn't arrive, it was the yacht that did it!"

After the soldier finished speaking, he wanted to slap himself twice. How could this impossible thing happen to him?

"Are you sure?" Mitarai asked.

He now has some doubts about Japan's encryption methods, because he really can't accept the fact that this is Japan's gunboat, and its opponent is just a yacht!

Mitarashi looked at the correspondent and saw that the other person was as pale as earth.

He doesn't believe it, but it doesn't make any sense anymore!

It is difficult for him to accept such a result!

For such a simple task, as the highest officer, he actually allowed a gunboat under his command to sink. For such an ending, no matter what happened, the responsibility would inevitably fall on him.

"How did it sink? Did I tell you?" Mitarai's words were very cold, like an undead on a cold night.

The correspondent was silent. He waited for half a minute to think about whether Mitarai had accepted this fact.

But he didn't figure it out until the end, so he could only start to say: "Your Majesty, Major, was hit and sunk by a yacht."

Hit and sunk?

Mitarai thought it would be good if China's yachts could have millet and rifles on them. Why are they so stubborn besides these?

And isn’t this a yacht? Isn’t it common for Chinese yachts to add steel plates?

He said nothing and looked at the correspondent with a fierce look in his eyes.

"You'd better tell me all the bad news at once, otherwise I'm worried that I will throw you overboard!"

He, Mitarai, a gentle and elegant person who claimed to have been influenced by the supreme culture of Japan, completely lost his grace at this moment, like the most reckless man, only thinking about how to vent his overwhelming hatred.

This time his wish came true, but it was the worst one.

The correspondent brought him bad news again.

"After the Chinese yacht rammed and sank the gunboat, it was chasing another one, the Sakata. In addition, the Chinese yacht appeared unscathed on the outside, except that some of the spray paint on its head was peeled off."

The correspondent said, looking up at Mitarai.

Seeing that Mitarai's expression did not change, he continued: "The gunboat just sent us a distress signal, saying that the Chinese yacht is much faster than our gunboat and should catch up soon!"

Just as the correspondent finished reading the message recorded in his hand, a thick palm suddenly flew towards him.

Snapped!

The crisp sound echoed in the control room.

"idiot!"

"Why didn't you report the news of help earlier?"

Mitarai was really angry, not specifically to vent her anger, but because the correspondent ignored the most important thing - the Sakata's cry for help!

He didn't know what a yacht that could sink a gunboat was, but even if this yacht came from a fantasy novel, he would definitely take it down.

However, now he must rush there immediately!

"I'm sorry, Your Majesty Major!" the correspondent apologized repeatedly.

All this happened very suddenly, and he had just received the news.

But Mitarai's anger made him lose his courage.

"Let the Sakata enter our waters as quickly as possible. That sea is a disputed sea and we cannot fire there!"

After speaking to the correspondent, Mitarai immediately turned to the operator.

"Run to the location of the Sakata at full speed and arrive before the Chinese yacht catches up!"

After Mitarashi gave these two orders, he stretched out his hand to rub the center of his eyebrows. The right hand he had just hit was still hurting, which made him even more angry.

The frigate Visby accelerated towards the Sakata, but five nautical miles away from them, a pursuit drama was taking place.

The loud roar on the sea was constant. The yacht did not hit and sink the other party at once, but just like a cat catching a mouse, bumping the other party from time to time.

The Sakata was already in a ravaged state at this time. The entire hull was full of potholes, and it was almost impossible to tell that it was a ship.

"Captain, we are only four nautical miles away from the guided missile destroyer!"

The captain of the Sakata wiped his sweat and finally caught up!

This yacht was driving them at extremely fast speeds like a devil or a god of death, leaving these people no time to breathe.

Now, this despair has finally come to an end.

At the same time, Chen Fang's yacht also received clear communications from the Japanese frigate.

"The yacht ahead, stop ramming our warships immediately. You have broken into Japanese waters, stop the ship immediately!"

"Stop the ship immediately and surrender, otherwise we will open fire. This is the only warning!"

Hearing this voice, Chen Fang smiled.

He deliberately kept the gunboat from crashing and sinking, just to wait for the opponent's frigate. For this reason, he also specially pursued it into the Japanese waters.

And now, the prey has indeed appeared!

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