Spark

West Sea, near Liumen Reef.

Two fishing boats are working together with a small sand dredger to build islands.

The "fisherman" who is in charge of leading the team is called Ding Wen'an. His real identity is a sergeant of a certain department in Annan.

Therefore, being sent to the sea to fill the island, in fact, he always felt a little uncomfortable in his heart.

What he longed for was a real fight—even though the entire Annan was terrified, he still felt that those so-called fourth-generation fighter jets were nothing more than paper tigers.

He has seen those fighter jets take off from a distance, the efficiency of vertical take-off and landing is very low, and the defense tends to be almost non-existent.

If one's own side can seize the opportunity of the opponent to take off by approaching and observing, and then use frogmen to carry portable anti-aircraft missiles, it can destroy a so-called fourth-generation aircraft with just one shot.

This method of tactics does not need to consider the influence of the opponent's radar, and the price paid is also very low.

Even if it fails, at most it will be the loss of a few worthless soldiers.

——

No, it doesn't even need to lose soldiers.

If it fails, then the attack must not be soldiers, but angry civilians

It was the perfect strategy.

But why, the superior doesn't agree?

Ding Wen'an was very confused, but he couldn't resist, so he could only bring other "fishermen" together to build islands in the sea day after day.

Fortunately, this work is not meaningless. In more than a year, they have built more than a dozen large and small islands on the sea.

The area of ​​these islands is far smaller than that of Treasure Island, not to mention the airport, most of them are struggling to even build a helipad.

But he is confident that as long as it develops slowly, bases and ports will eventually be built on these small islands, and they will become frontiers against China.

However, this future seems to be a little far away.

Thinking of this, Ding Wen'an sighed, and said to the busy fishermen:

"Hurry up, we're running out of time!"

"In two hours, it will be time for the opponent's routine patrol."

"If you don't want to cause trouble, just finish the work at hand!"

"Someone will come to check tomorrow. If the goal is not completed, all of us will forget about it!"

Hearing his words, the fishermen immediately sped up their movements, and even the roar of the engine of the small sand dredger became louder, but the expression of the adjutant at the side changed.

He looked at Ding Wen'an with a bitter face, and said:

"Sir, it's not that we don't want to hurry up, the tasks assigned by the superiors are too heavy recently, right?"

"There are only seven or eight hours a day, and it is necessary to create fifty square meters of ground. How is this possible?"

"Even if there is a dredger, the efficiency cannot be so fast."

"You also know that the water depth here is relatively deep, and dredgers are not very useful."

Hearing his words, Ding Wen'an couldn't help but sigh.

Yes, this kind of small dredger is really not very useful.

If you really want to bring fundamental changes to your own island-building work, you have to use giant sand dredgers like those Chinese people.

——

My own country originally had a giant sand dredger, which was the Haiyan.

It is a pity that on the first day of launching, in the confrontation with the Huaxia Whale, the "Petrel" was severely injured.

Not only did it break down on the spot, but even after finally getting out of trouble, it has not recovered its function until now.

The reason is also very simple --- those damn foreign engineers have all evacuated, no matter how threatened or tempted by the military, they are unwilling to set foot again, and only agree to conduct remote technical guidance.

But those native engineers in the shipyard, what skills can they have?

I heard that when the ship was being built, they only cared about making money, and didn't learn any real technology at all.

Now they need to get started, and it is normal to make a mess.

When I am in a high position, I must shoot all these people!

——

Of course it wasn't because they were greedy, Ding Wenan was also greedy.

It's because they are greedy and do nothing!

Ding Wen'an clenched his fists, glanced around, then took off his pants, and walked into the water with the adjutant.

No way, I can only do it myself.

Fortunately, he is not a pampered young master soldier. Although he is unwilling to do this kind of dirty work, he often does it when the task is urgent.

Now it's not difficult to do it.

However, whether it is difficult or not is one thing, and whether it is difficult or not is another.

The midday sun was so venomous that even if he was wearing a straw hat, he still felt his head get hotter and hotter, so he could only keep soaking the straw hat to cool down.

As a result, the evaporated seawater left salt again, forming hard lumps in the hair, and the scalp began to dry and sting, which was unbearable.

As the angle of the sun decreased, the sunlight reflected on the water surface became more dazzling. Most of the time, Ding Wen'an even worked with his eyes closed.

The lower body, which had been soaked in water for a long time, was the most comfortable part of the whole body, but the rapid loss of water still made him feel uncomfortable.

He even had some strange thoughts:

If I keep soaking in the water like this, my dignity as a man won't be affected, right?

The thought made him shiver, and he quickly jumped to the ground and wrung out his underwear.

The adjutant at the side also went ashore to rest when he saw this, and while drinking water, he flattered:

"Sir, you are the most diligent of all the teams."

"Not only did you plan properly, but you also did it yourself. The brothers admire you very much."

"Otherwise, if you asked everyone to speed up, why didn't anyone object? If it were placed in another group, these troublemakers would have already started making trouble."

Hearing this, Ding Wen'an couldn't help showing a smile on his face.

He took a breath, pretending to be emotional and said:

"No way, our task is really heavy."

"The island of tens of thousands of square meters is built by us bit by bit. Everyone has done their best."

"We're pretty good. The shifts I arranged are more reasonable, and everyone hasn't suffered too much."

"Why don't you go and see other groups, there are a lot of people who came to the hospital due to exhaustion, and some even committed suicide by jumping into the sea because they couldn't stand the hard work."

Speaking of this, Ding Wen'an changed the subject.

"However, we have to be clear that what we do is meaningful."

"Look, although the facilities on this island are still very simple, there are also brick and stone barracks built."

"We built this bit by bit. Everyone here has the bricks of the barracks on their backs."

"It won't be long before the barracks here will be officially opened—by then, as long as our people live in, they won't dare to act rashly."

"It's a huge step forward and an honor for us"

The adjutant pursed his lips secretly, thinking to himself:

What an honor, at best, is nothing more than your "credit".

However, after thinking about it, what Ding Wen'an said also makes sense.

No matter when you look at the place that you have built brick by brick, you will still have a sense of accomplishment.

At that time, it was really difficult. A small piece of reef, it was difficult for people to stand on.

Now, conditions are much better.

He suddenly felt that he had power again.

Perhaps this is indeed the case, even if no real benefits are obtained, this kind of spiritual satisfaction will make people feel happy.

This is probably the reason why the opponent is always full of fighting power.

He sighed, stood up again, picked up his tools and walked into the water.

Ding Wen'an followed closely behind.

After working for more than an hour, Ding Wen'an put down his tools and walked ashore after seeing that the day's tasks were basically completed, calling for everyone to take a boat and prepare to leave.

They can't have unnecessary friction, so just get out before they patrol here.

In just a few minutes, everyone boarded the fishing boat, and the small dredger lifted anchor and retracted its arms, all well-trained.

When the ship appeared on the skyline, Ding Wen'an had already led his team to leave.

Standing at the stern, Ding Wen'an raised his binoculars and looked at the warship approaching in the distance. After seeing the shape of the warship, he suddenly frowned.

"This is not their coast guard ship."

he muttered to himself.

The adjutant on the side immediately looked into the distance, and after a few seconds, he nodded and replied:

"It's certainly not the ship that appears to be the latest to come—perhaps it's going to be rotated?"

"Maybe, it's not a good thing for us."

"If they have started a routine rotation, it means that they have regarded this sea area as their territory."

"The situation is very bad. If we still want to keep our island, we will inevitably have conflicts with them in the future."

Hearing Ding Wen'an's words, the adjutant sighed and said:

"It's not something we little soldiers should worry about"

"madness!"

Ding Wen'an interrupted him unceremoniously, and then said:

"We are the front line. If there is a conflict, there will be blood."

"This time it won't be like last time, just a fighter jet will force us to withdraw our troops."

"Even from the perspective of the military, they have already lost face once, and no matter what, there can be no second time."

"Otherwise, they are in the country. Forget it, I can't say this clearly, as long as you understand it."

The adjutant nodded heavily, but did not speak.

Like Ding Wen'an, he is not an "ordinary soldier" in the true sense, so his perception of these things is not as basic as that of ordinary soldiers.

The two of them watched the warship approaching silently. Since the speed of the sand dredger was relatively slow, the figure of the warship began to grow larger and larger in their sight.

Only then did they realize that not one but three warships were approaching.

All are Type 052.

"Where did they get so many warships? During this time, they not only sent warships to Africa, but also sent them to us. The number of warships outside should be close to 10."

"Not that many, there should only be six."

Ding Wen'an shook his head and said.

"In addition, their recent economic situation is really good, and the speed of warship construction is also normal."

"I don't know when we will be able to have the same speed as them"

While speaking, his eyes never left the approaching warships, and when they got closer and closer, Ding Wen'an's eyes suddenly widened again.

"This ship doesn't seem normal."

"Not normal? What do you mean?"

the adjutant asked suspiciously.

"Its gun seems to be different from the naval guns we have seen before."

Hearing his words, the adjutant quickly raised his binoculars, and then his brows also frowned.

"It's really not right, isn't that an ordinary naval gun?"

"Larger size, longer barrel—wait, why does it look like a square barrel?"

"Square? Really. Maybe it's a problem with the heat dissipation structure."

Ding Wen'an put down the binoculars, turned his head and told the captain to speed up.

From these three warships, he felt a clear crisis.

This sense of crisis comes from his keen intuition.

It's like... If you don't leave now, you may not be able to leave.

"They're not going to fight, are they?"

the adjutant asked worriedly.

Ding Wen'an shook his head and replied:

"Probably not——if they really want to use force, they should attack us outside the line of sight. The high probability is just a demonstration."

The adjutant breathed a sigh of relief, and followed Ding Wen'an to stand still at the stern again.

This was their first meeting with the modified 052C, but they still had no idea of ​​the seriousness of the matter.

They just looked at the warship silently, envious of each other's "wealth".

Gradually, the dredging fleet moved away from Liumen Reef, and the three warships also began to turn around.

It seems that this encounter at sea is about to end in such a bland and full of tacit understanding.

However, just when Ding Wen'an was about to return to the cabin to rest, an incredible scene suddenly appeared in his sight.

——

On Liumen Reef, a burst of smoke suddenly rose.

Immediately afterwards, a large area was inexplicably vacant where the masonry barracks were originally.

The buildings on that island disappeared.

Ding Wen'an's heart suddenly moved, and at this moment, his legs were even a little weak.

Did it really fire?

He immediately picked up the binoculars and looked at the warship in the distance, but because the distance had gradually widened, and due to the curvature of the earth, he could no longer see the muzzle of that ship.

But "the sound of a cannon that does not resemble the sound of a cannon" has come, and it continues.

——

To be precise, it doesn't sound like the sound of gunpowder explosion at all, but like the sonic boom of a supersonic flying object?

It's so weird.

Before he had time to think about it, Ding Wen'an hurried to the cabin. He had to report to his superiors that they were under attack!

However, the voice on the radio was one step ahead of him.

"Buildings on our island are destroyed!"

...

"How is it possible! We are close to 200 kilometers away! Their ships are near Liumen Reef!"

"How could they beat us!?"

Ding Wenan listened to the radio dumbfounded.

In just a few minutes, the "New Island", which took several years to operate, was completely hit.

There is no doubt that the building should have been destroyed.

Even some islands may have turned into "reefs" again

How did they do that?

that cannon.

Ding Wen'an's eyes were about to burst.

At this moment, he suddenly understood.

In the face of absolute strength, the so-called "hard work" and "diligence" and "determination" of people like myself are so insignificant.

Just one ship and one cannon destroyed all the operations of one's own side.

As for our own side, we don't even know where the attacker is or what weapon he is using!

It's all over.

After this ship comes over, our side has no place to stand on this sea