A nation's industrial development begins with junior engineers.

After relaying the instructions to the first mate, the captain stood beside Comrade Jin Guang, looking furious.

"General, my ships are traveling at a very slow speed... I'm afraid we won't make it in time..."

"No matter what our comrades are like, let's chase them down and beat them up!"

"Yes, do we need to deploy the Four Heavenly Kings?"

"Move!"

"Yes!"

In fact, even without Comrade Jin Guang's order, the "Four Great Warriors" we bought back from the Russians had already sounded the battle alarm, and all officers and soldiers were already at their battle positions.

At that moment, as soon as the order was given, the four retired Type 07 destroyers from Russia slowly sailed away from the dock, billowing black smoke.

"Faster! Faster!"

The four "King Kongs" were destroyers, each worth 17 tons of gold. They had a standard displacement of 1660 tons, a full load displacement of 2040 tons, a top speed of 34.6 knots, an economic cruising speed of 18 knots, and a combat radius of 800 nautical miles.

Normally, these ships are pampered by the navy, but now, the captains wish they could whip them. They've always thought these ships had decent responsiveness, but now they seem as slow as an ox.

"Damn it, have the Taiwanese gotten themselves into a frenzy? They dare to fire cannons right on our doorstep?"

"Hang up the death flag for me! Today I'm going to chase them all the way to their lair!"

The flagship of the Four King Kongs, whose veteran captain had participated in two joint land, sea and air anti-landing campaign live-fire exercises, stood in front of the bridge with his fists clenched and his teeth clenched.

"Yes!"

Just as everyone was united in their efforts, an order came in.

"Level 1 combat readiness lifted, maintain Level 2 combat readiness. However, all ships need to increase speed and prepare for salvage operations."

?

"Am I hallucinating?" The captain looked at his first mate with suspicion.

The first mate picked at his ear.

"Command center, how is my signal?"

"I can hear your signal is good!"

"Please repeat the instruction!"

"Maintain Level II combat readiness and prepare for salvage operations!"

The captain snatched the communicator: "Speak clearly! They've opened fire over there. What, are you expecting us to be cowards and go salvage our comrades? I won't do it! I'll resign myself as flagship if I don't get them to pay!"

"Who told you to rescue our comrades? Why are you rescuing them when they're perfectly fine! Hurry up and go, if that Donghai sinks, I'll skin you alive!"

Comrade Jin Guang's voice came out arrogantly from the radio.

The captain and first mate exchanged a glance: "Our boss isn't wrong, is he? The Donghai? That 10,000-ton landing ship?"

"Uh, is it that ship that someone used as their inspection and training vessel last year?"

Just as Ship 101 was still muttering to itself, the second mate interjected, "Captain, no matter what, let's pick up speed. Ship 102 is already ahead..."

"Damn it! This traitor is always thinking about stealing my position!"

"All personnel, full speed ahead!"

"Full speed ahead! Good!"

Hula la~~

To be fair, these destroyers were quite fast when they sped off. When they arrived at their designated location, the scene before them was inexplicably somewhat amusing.

How to describe it? Well, it's like when you're cooking dumplings and accidentally spill most of the pot into the stove. Meanwhile, your little rascal has also crammed the stove with firewood, causing black smoke to billow out...

Yes, right now there's a giant ship belching black smoke, slowly circling around. Further away, an old American destroyer, broken in two, is slowly sinking, billowing thick smoke.

Around them, individual images floated on the sea like dumplings...

Regardless of your thoughts, the 101 ship is currently worried that it might not be able to accommodate so many people...

Also, should we take any action against that sinking warship...?

……

To understand what happened, we need to shift our perspective.

Just as the sea lizard was being test-fired.

The Strawberry Army also launched an operation.

Their mission was to transport a group of special operations personnel for infiltration. Landing ship No. 1 was responsible for personnel transport and command; in addition to a full battalion of soldiers, it also carried several high-speed boats. Destroyer No. 2 was naturally responsible for security.

Their kind of missions are very common in this day and age, so there's not much to say about them. The only difference is that this operation is on a larger scale.

Because this was an order personally given by the Strawberry Soldier's father—bring back the wreckage of RF-101, or destroy it on the spot!

Why is the bald eagle so nervous about this plane?

Hmm, I forgot to go back and look up how many good things Jiangxia took from this plane. It's about the same as the EP-3 electronic reconnaissance aircraft that our hero later brought down.

Besides destroying RF-101, obtaining the weapon data that shot down RF-101 would be ideal. The bald eagle was also curious about what exactly was added to those missiles to enable both to hit their targets.

Their cobras, now, still occasionally fantasize about reaching for the heavens...

Of course, the operation will be difficult, but the rewards will be plentiful. Want a MIM-23 Hawk surface-to-air missile? Want a U-2? If you do, get your daddy all fired up!

The bald man got really excited. To ensure the success of this operation, he even dispatched the largest ship in his possession.

"Success or death! The advantage is in our hands! Advance boldly, my lords!"

"Ha, advance? Advance my ass!" The captain of the No. 1 ship held a high rank, actually a major general.

The major general was sitting upright in the chair that someone had once sat in, chatting casually with his deputy.

"Is the old man really getting old? Sending people to their deaths in broad daylight?"

"Sir, the staff says that we usually launch at night, but this time we'll do the opposite, and the chances of success are very high!"

"What a load of crap, it would be better to just use planes for a surprise attack and then have the soldiers parachute down..."

"Well, the General Staff is worried about their new weapon, after all, it's a secret weapon that can even shoot down an RF-101..."

"Tsk, the other side has developed so fast? But this assault team looks like they're doomed..." As he spoke, the major general looked at the assault team leader, who was also in the cockpit, with pity.

The captain's face was also ashen. Hearing the major general's jinx, he could only grunt in frustration because of his rank.

This major general has carried out this kind of mission quite a few times, but back then he used destroyers of more than 2000 tons with a speed of 39 knots!

Upon arriving at the designated location, they dropped the person off and ran. How the person completed their mission was not their concern.

Which family doesn't have a few close concubines?

It's such a good deal to be able to stay at sea for a few months without any problems.

But things are different now. This dilapidated landing craft looks impressive and has a great reputation, but it's just too slow. The major general, who's used to just dumping people and running away, is now very unsure of himself.

"15 knots, damn it, how can we possibly win the transition at this slow speed!"

"There's no other way, sir. It's nearly three hundred people! Our old destroyers couldn't hold that many people and equipment!"

"Hey, is there any way I can think of? I don't want to die..."

Just as everyone in the cockpit was lost in their own thoughts, someone exclaimed, "Hey! What's that?"

A strawberry soldier standing on the lookout tower immediately relayed the information to the cockpit.

"Long and slender, like a small airplane?"

"It fell down?"

"Holy crap! It's a missile! We've been spotted!"

"Operation canceled! We're forwarding this!"

The major general hadn't even uttered the word "deploy" when he swallowed it back down.

"Activate radar! Check the surrounding area for anyone."

With a whoosh, the strawberry soldiers were busy again.

"Nobody's here! The nearest ship is over 40 kilometers away, sir!"

"Huh? There's nobody around? Does that mean we've been spotted?"

The major general stroked his chin, stood up, and walked to the assault team leader's side.

"Old Wu, hehe, you son of a bitch, you've hit the jackpot! Want to escape this? I've got an idea!"