It is Kokang and Changchun

　After finishing the photos in Jinan, I returned to Lao Zhan and handed his phone back to him. "Here, I took a lot of photos for you. Considering your relationship with Senior Changchun, I also took a few more photos of the second-floor bridge. Most tourists can't go up to this place."

　"Thank you so much! Thank you so much! Now I am finally satisfied." Lao Zhan took the phone and quickly thanked Jinan.

　Then Lao Zhan opened his mobile phone and checked the photos taken in Jinan. Suddenly he found that there were several selfies of Jinan in it. Some of them were in the sassy style of serious military propaganda, and some were in the cute style close to anime coser.

　Seeing this, Lao Zhan couldn't help but ask, "Comrade Jinan, what are these..."

　"Consider it as a return gift for the oil-fried and sweet-sweet rice cake you sent me. Besides, didn't you entrust me to take pictures of the boat? This is also part of it!" Jinan said immediately.

　"Comrade Zhan!" At this time, a highly recognizable two-dimensional beautiful girl's voice came from the distance. Old Zhan and Jinan knew without looking that it was Changchun running towards them.

　Changchun came over and asked, "Comrade, did Jinan help you take pictures of the boat?"

　"I took a picture. What is this?" Lao Zhan noticed the bag in Changchun's hand, which seemed to contain something boxed.

　"Ah, this is the breakfast I made for you myself. There is fried milk, homemade ice cream and a bottle of milk. How about trying it?" Changchun quickly took out the package and placed it in front of Lao Zhan.

　Lao Zhan took Changchun's breakfast and asked, "Why do they all seem to be dairy products? I remember you can't drink milk on an empty stomach for breakfast, right?"

　"Comrade, you know that Europeans like to eat dairy products. They certainly won't drink milk on an empty stomach, so I also prepared a steamed bun." Changchun said as he took out a steamed bun.

　Jinan, who was watching the interaction between Changchun and Lao Zhan, couldn't help but complain in his heart: "It's true that Europeans like dairy products, but what kind of milk is used to make this dairy product in Changchun's hand? I'm afraid that's another matter..."

　After taking a bite of the steamed bun, Lao Zhan found that it was sweet and had a unique mellow milky flavor, which was very memorable.

　"Changchun, did you add sugar and milk to the steamed buns?" asked Lao Zhan.

　Changchun smiled and replied, "Yes, yes. Don't you Hainanese people put sugar in steamed buns and dumpling wrappers? We do it to suit your taste. As for adding milk, that's Changchun's preference. I hope you like it too. If you're not used to it, Changchun can remove it next time."

　"No, no, no." Lao Zhan waved his hand and said, "This steamed bun is delicious. I can swear, this is the most fragrant and delicious steamed bun I have ever eaten in my life, no doubt about it! It is delicious in every sense of the word!"

　In order to relieve the dryness in his mouth caused by the steamed bun absorbing water, Lao Zhan opened the bottle of mineral water containing milk and took a sip.

　"!" A flash of thought flashed through Lao Zhan's mind. He carefully tasted and examined the milk in his hand, and couldn't help muttering: "Familiar... too familiar!"

　He quickly asked Changchun, "Changchun, is this the same bottle of milk you gave me at the hotel last year? I still remember the taste of that bottle of milk. It tastes exactly the same!"

　"Uh... yes, yes, it's the same kind of milk." Changchun said a little slowly.

　"Is your fried milk also made with this milk?" Lao Zhan pointed to several pieces of fried milk that were fried to a golden yellow in the box and asked again.

　Changchun nodded in acknowledgment:

　"Yes, that's the same milk I put in the steamed buns."

　After hearing this, Lao Zhan immediately opened the package of fried milk, picked up a piece and took a careful bite; if he was not afraid of the heat, he could have stuffed the whole thing into his mouth.

　"What the hell is this delicacy! I don't know what to say. I only have one suggestion: it must be served at a state banquet!" James felt that it was so delicious that it was difficult to describe in words.

　"No, comrade, this is too much." Changchun's face flushed bright red, and she said shyly, "I'm not a professional chef. This dish is not worthy of such a high-class place. Comrade, please don't flatter me..."

　"I'm not exaggerating, it's really delicious." Lao Zhan was still savoring it. "Even if it can't be served at a state banquet, a Michelin restaurant must have this dish."

　"Comrade...it's really not that bad..."

　After Lao Zhan calmed down, he asked again, "By the way, can I also learn how to make this fried milk?"

　"Of course, my comrade, but... the raw materials are hard to come by." Changchun kept it a secret.

　"Is that so?" asked Lao Zhan.

　"Maybe later. I'll tell you when I find a suitable opportunity. Hehe~" Changchun finally left Lao Zhan with a suspense.

　Chapter 460 Another red flag?

　Panama City, Florida, USA

　This moderately sized coastal city temporarily served as a base for the American aircraft carrier crew. Not only the crew, but even their captains worked there.

　The captains of American ship girls actually work differently from the captains of ordinary ships. They are more like guardians and rarely accompany the ship girls to the battlefield.

　After all, having people on the main ship girl would actually restrict her in some ways. For example, when the main ship is being transformed into a ship, what to do with the people on board is a big problem (people will fall off). It's impossible for a ship girl to tow a small boat carrying the captain while fighting, right?

　Enterprise's captain, Kleinpeace, was sitting in her office, feeling downcast. It wasn't because of Enterprise (she hadn't been injured much recently), but because of a good friend of hers.

　This friend and Crownpeace were comrades from the same class, but their development paths were different; Peace chose the officer route, and after transferring to the Marine Corps, she became a sergeant.

　Therefore, her comrade-in-arms came into contact with the front lines much more frequently than Piss, which directly led to her sacrifice on the battlefield of the Battle of Duval County.

　The soldier, Ma Run, was an orthodox redneck. Pi Si initially shared a similar ideology, but social changes and corporate influence later led her to convert to the Communist Party. Out of old friendship, Pi Si still expressed respect and blessings to this sister.

　"A pure soldier, a pure redneck. In her own way, she expounds on the spirit of American tradition and writes a war song against aggression." This is how Kleinpease evaluated her good friend.

　Piss adjusted herself and put the photo of her friend back into the drawer. Then she took out a 20-centimeter-long wooden stick and played with it in her palm.

　With a whoosh of burning sound, Piss lit the torch. With a lingering sadness in her heart, she said, "My friend, perhaps we will have another chance to meet again, but by then you might not recognize me..."

　"It's okay, at least it's not damp." Piss was very satisfied looking at the dancing torch. This torch was very important to her. If it didn't light, Piss would be very anxious, just like a smoker who can't light a cigarette.

　"Ling!" The noisy landline phone suddenly rang. Since the phone was on her right hand, Piss had to switch the torch to her left hand and use the other hand to answer the phone.

　"Hello, this is the captain of the CVN-80 Enterprise aircraft carrier...um...ah...oh...yes...yes...yes!"

　The call lasted less than a minute, and just as Claude Peace was about to end it, there was a knock on the office door.

　When Pis hung up the phone, she extinguished the torch in her hand and answered loudly, "Come in."

　As soon as he finished speaking, the door opened.

　"Enterprise? When did you come back? And your hand..." Crownpeace was a little surprised when she saw that it was Enterprise who opened the door.

　There was a large bandage around Enterprise's right hand, and it looked like he couldn't move it. This was definitely more than a minor injury to the original body.

　A certain Big E smiled nonchalantly and said, "I deliberately kept it a secret from the front lines. If the captain knew about this, you would definitely force yourself to go to the front lines to see me. You wouldn't be able to stop me."

　"You...ah." Piss wanted to say something to Enterprise, but seeing his expression, she couldn't bear it anymore. "Forget it, just fix it properly. I believe you and the other partners have done your best."

　"How's the situation on the front line now?" Kleinpeace asked.

　Enterprise shook his head and said, "The current situation is not optimistic. The veterans have been severely reduced in numbers, and there are too many rookies. If the battle continues for a long time, morale will easily collapse. Some units are even experiencing a complete collapse.

　We took off and landed non-stop on the battlefield, the decks were scorched, and the gunboats' gun barrels were red hot from firing. But this only slowed down our deep-sea advance within a certain area of ​​the battlefield. Fortunately, there were enough troops on the front lines, and as soon as one group was defeated, another group would come to replace it..."

　At this point, Enterprise's tone began to become heavy. She lowered her head slightly and sighed: "These are all living lives.

　Many of them should have been able to shine for America in a better way instead of not being able to survive even ten minutes on the battlefield.

　Although we've begun a large-scale process of mentoring new recruits, we're expanding our forces too quickly. Even if every veteran were to withdraw from the front lines and the new recruits were evenly distributed among them, a conservative estimate would be that one person would have to mentor at least two platoons of new recruits. How could that possibly be possible?

　Crownpeace was also distressed. She said, "Having more people is indeed beneficial for rotations, but it's not conducive to long-term defense. If the battle goes on for a long time, the speed at which the organization recovers won't keep up with the speed at which the deep sea destroys the organization of the troops. Then, no matter how many troops we have, there will always be a day when they will be completely defeated by a single blow."

　"In fact, our real battlefield should be the ocean. Land combat depends too much on the quality and coordination of ground forces. If the quality of ground forces is not good enough, no matter how strong our support is, it will be of no avail." said the enterprise.

　Crownpeace agreed with Enterprise's opinion, "Well, I think so too. Unless we have as many shipgirls as Japan, using both land and sea will indeed disperse the shipgirls' combat effectiveness, which will easily lead to them trying to do everything and doing nothing well.

　Your combat effectiveness is indeed very strong, almost achieving the effect of equalizing both sides, but unfortunately the battle line is too long and beyond your ability. This positive result has only intensified the Joint Chiefs of Staff's recognition of your dual-use capabilities.

　"To be honest, I've always been a pretty good judge of character. You truly are worthy of being my chosen captain," Enterprise said.

　"Your words hit home with me. But if you think about it, you'll understand. The army has a large number of troops and a vast system, so naturally they have a lot of say. They definitely won't let a super-powerful force like us leave."

　Enterprise suddenly remembered something. She walked up to Piss and whispered, "By the way, Captain, is the environment here safe? I want to tell you something."

　Crownpeace immediately understood and deliberately raised her voice, "Enterprise, let's go for a walk. Get some fresh air and relax. Things have been really frustrating lately, and being close to nature can really help to soothe our nerves."

　"Well, let's go." Enterprise replied immediately.

　The two pretended to be taking a stroll, and as they walked they came to an empty corner. After Enterprise confirmed that no one was within earshot, he said to his captain, "It's about the split of the Communist Party of the United States some time ago. The ACP was formed from the CPUSA."

　"When I first heard them using the slogans MAGA and Communism, I thought it was some abstract combination, and since I was busy with the war at the time, I didn't pay much attention to it.

　It wasn't until yesterday that I started to learn about the ACP and discovered that there's something to this organization. Their leader is Jackson Hinkle, who is only 24 years old and who distinguishes Trump from the MAGA crowd.

　He believes that MAGA communists do not need to support Trump and his ilk, nor do they need to vote for Trump and his ilk. The key is to win over the working-class power contained in the MAGA group. He believes that these working-class people should be led in the right way.

　When Enterprise mentioned this, Crownpeace instantly understood. "So that's it. MAGA is just a general banner. Its meaning can be redefined to unite all progressive forces as much as possible. What a clever trick!"

　"That's right. To put it bluntly, it means rushing into Trump's car, grabbing the steering wheel from Trump, and kicking him out of the car. It just so happens that Trump has been killed, and the extremely angry MAGAs are in a state of disarray. This has created the perfect time and place for ACP to develop." The company simply concluded.

　Piss had some questions in her mind: "But... I don't understand what the disagreement is between the ACP and the CPUSA, and why did it escalate to a split."

　"Their disagreement mainly revolves around whether to support the Democratic Party. The ACP believes they shouldn't capitulate to the Democrats. Everything the Democrats are doing is harmful to the United States and the American working class. Putting aside the broader principles, the sheer amount of political correctness alone has already disgusted a large number of normal people.

　What's more, the Democratic Party has previously supported Israel. From any perspective, communists should clearly oppose the Democratic Party.

　The CPUSA believes that Trump and his ilk are the biggest enemies of American society, and that the Democratic Party is the only force capable of preventing Trump from coming to power.

　"Even so, it seems that actively splitting would be a violation of discipline. I remember that the Communist Party's organization is relatively strict. Isn't this a bad idea?" Crownpeace asked again.

　The company responded, “Initially, the ACP did not want this. They wanted to fight through the democratic process within the party and become the dominant force in the party, but at the 32nd Congress, they were silenced.

　ACP members felt that this was a serious violation of democracy within the party. As a counter-protest, they split off and formed their own independent party.

　Crownpeace understood now. "In that case, the CPUSA was indeed at fault. Do you think the ACP was right?"

　"Strictly speaking, the ACP wasn't doing the right thing, but the fact that the Communist Party of the United States is supporting the Democratic Party is indeed a serious violation of socialist principles. Even if it supports a social democrat like Bernie Sanders, it is dozens of times better than cheering for Kamala Harris, isn't it?

　No matter what, as a Communist Party, you should not support the Democratic Party.

　The parties are essentially birds of a feather. In the United States, anyone who fails to recognize this basic national condition and the class nature of the Democratic Party is not worthy of being called a communist.

　So, for now, even if they made mistakes, they were primarily organizational errors made by the CPUSA. Overall, the flaws are not masked, and the future is promising. In the period of time that I haven't paid much attention to, they have established party branches in thirteen states."

　"He's really capable. The American reactionaries are not the useless bunch like Tsarist Russia. This guy is indeed young and promising, but he may be too young and lack experience in fighting the enemy?" said Piss.

　"Young people have a lot of energy, which is a good thing. Isn't there a girl called Ibaraki Hanaogi in Japan? She's also a young dark horse, and she's a woman.

　We can't always pin our hopes on the elderly; the young represent the real future. We can make up for our lack of experience through historical research and practical experience, but the energy of youth comes only once in a lifetime. Companies believe that youth is a positive development.

　"By the way, what do they think of the deep sea?" Piss suddenly remembered this. Now in the United States, the deep sea has become an unavoidable contradiction.

　The company said: "They generally hold a neutral attitude that leans towards distrust. They partially approve of Deepsea's criticism of American politics and society, as well as some of its governance practices in the occupied territories, but strongly oppose Deepsea's crude means of implementation (referring to the violent use of force to intrude into the United States)."

　"Normal. Shen Hai's governance is more like a state between reformism and social democracy, which is definitely something communism fundamentally disagrees with. However, it is possible that his attitude of direct armed intervention in the United States has brought more negative comments."

　Chapter 461 America's New Milk King

　"Even if we analyze Deepsea's actions from the perspective of universal values, I still cannot understand their methods of implementation, especially their practice of poaching our comrades (referring to stealing ship girls)." Enterprise said:

　"Most recently, Lexington (Jiao Tai) encountered Guam again on the battlefield. During this exchange of insults, she posed a question to Guam: Since Shenhai came to liberate America, is Shenhai willing to completely return power to the American people?"

　Enterprise stroked the "Grim Reaper" (Bald Eagle) perched on his shoulder and continued, "Guam's answer to this question has many logical flaws, and sometimes even misses the point.

　Taking all the details into consideration, I have sufficient reason to believe that Shen Hai's actions in the occupied area are likely motivated by impure motives; perhaps even a cover-up to conceal Shen Hai's true purpose. However, this is only speculation; I currently have no evidence."

　Enterprise's words made Piss think for a long time. After a while, Piss asked, "So, this is one of the important reasons why we must continue to fight?"

　"You could say that," Enterprise nodded. "I've always felt that the nature of this war is mixed with too many complex factors. We can't just use a simple class perspective to discern justice and evil, progress and reaction."

　"What will the federal government think?" Piss was a little annoyed.

　"No matter what the ultimate goal of the Deep Sea is, in practical terms, they do threaten the survival of the monopoly bourgeoisie. That's why the federal government is so determined to resist the Deep Sea."

　Crownpeace asked, "You said before that one of the reasons you persisted in fighting the Deep Sea was to build more sisters? And to create conditions for revolution? If others knew about this, wouldn't they scold you?"

　"Is there a problem? There's no conflict. Just like when Taiwan was fighting the Japanese, they were truly fighting the Japanese, but they were also preparing for the Liberation War for their own development and growth. The same applies to our deep-sea operations."

　"Eliminating the Deep Sea doesn't guarantee peace in the US. Unlike World War II, this war is taking place on American soil. Even if we win, the deep-seated contradictions in American society will not be concealed but only intensified, creating the soil for revolution," the company explained.

　Kleinpeace took a sip of water and said half-smilingly and half-seriously, "If I weren't interested in you, the shipgirls, and if I didn't understand you now, narrow-minded people would definitely use the banner of human supremacy to hit you with these words.

　You have to understand that racist thinking is like Pandora's box. Sub-ideas like the "Kanmusume Threat" theory will emanate from it and destroy a society that should be living in harmony."

　"I understand your concerns, Captain. However, this is precisely the meaning of our embarking on the road of communism and revolution - to lock these decadent and reactionary things back into the Pandora's box." Enterprise said firmly.

　"Oh, I almost forgot while we were chatting." Piss suddenly remembered the news on the phone and said, "You will have another potential comrade."

　“?” The company was confused.

　Piss explained, "Just now, the higher-ups called and told me that the USS Midway Museum has become a ship girl, and they wanted to know if any of you ship girls are free to go and greet them."

　"Midway? That's great!" Enterprise was very happy. "He's a strong junior. I'm sure his arrival will ease the burden on me and Lexington (Jiaota)."

　"But I don't understand. Midway Island is on the west coast. Instead of asking us to run all the way to pick her up, wouldn't it be better to bring her here?" Enterprise discovered a problem.

　Piss said: "I asked the same question on the phone just now, and they said

　The islands will have to be tested locally for a period of time before they can come to the Gulf of Mexico or the East Coast.”

　Enterprise expressed her understanding. "That's true, alright then. But it feels a bit underwhelming for me to go alone to meet such a powerful capital ship. As for our carriers, it seems the Saratoga and I are the only ones available right now."

　"Sarah is not going, so we received the call just now, asking you to go. Otherwise, it would be unacceptable if there is no aircraft carrier girl to greet you." Pis said.

　"Why doesn't Sarah go?" Enterprise was puzzled.