Hong Kong Island: From a small stall to a global supplier

Ruan Wenhai was thoroughly annoyed.

Nanwei Island is more than 500 kilometers away from the mainland. There is no heavy machinery, and the dock has been destroyed. Just cleaning up the ruins and garbage on the island will require an unknown amount of effort!

Fortunately, this garbage isn't entirely useless; it can be piled up around the island, which can be considered as land reclamation.

What really annoyed him was that the trash had just been cleared away when Umbrella's warships appeared around Nanwei Island in the middle of the night. They entered the radar range a moment later, and the Bejia-class and Poison Spider ships quickly fled after locking on. Not long after, they circled around and approached the island from another direction, only to disappear in a flash before fleeing the scene again.

It happened three times in one night, making everyone in the base very nervous.

As a result, the Umbrella Corporation's warships reappeared on the waterway the next morning. The escort fleet did not have the Petya-class or Tarantula-class ships. The older 037-class ships only had a displacement of 400 tons, which was not large to begin with. The radars on the tank transport ships and gunboats could not detect the targets so early.

When the radar on the transport ship finally detected them at a distance of 15 kilometers, the captain's head was spinning. They were 300 kilometers from the coast, beyond the support range of the security missiles, and 200 kilometers from Nanwei Island. By the time their support arrived, they would be blown to pieces!

The captain roared at the top of his lungs as he turned to evade, screaming orders for the surrounding escort gunboats to intercept and entangle the ship.

He's panicking, but aren't the gunboats panicking too?

This is practically suicide!

Boats are not cars; they have no brakes, making it extremely difficult to turn around. They approached each other at high speed from both sides, and there was simply no time to run away. The gunboats had no choice but to bite the bullet and intercept them, but they instinctively abandoned the frontal approach and charged at the boats from the left and right sides.

This is called flanking from both sides!

0⑶⒎ are like knights charging at high speed, their formation crumbling before they even reach the enemy...

Cracked!
Captain Annan was furious as he watched the gunboats clear the way. Veins bulged on his neck. "You bastards want to let people in, don't you? You're afraid of blocking the way, aren't you!"

A bunch of cowards!

Why don't you all turn around and attack me instead of helping him?

He desperately wanted to grab everyone right now and slap them seventy or eighty times, but he didn't dare say a harsh word, fearing that these people wouldn't be able to handle the pressure and would run away.

After the victory in the Annamese War in 1975, North Vietnam gained control of Cambodia. On December 25, 1978, it invaded Cambodia and occupied the entire country in less than a month on January 12, 1979. The Annamese army reached its peak of power and began to bare its fangs at its former benefactor.

Unexpectedly, in February, the benefactor grabbed a stick and swung it hard at the head of the guard dog. After a flurry of blows, the dog was knocked into a latrine, and within a month, the entire army had collapsed and retreated to the capital.

Before leaving, the benefactor also dismantled the doghouse that had been kindly built years ago, as well as the equipment of the fertilizer plant, textile factory, power plant, ordnance factory, military factory, machine tool factory, etc. Northern industry was completely destroyed, and 428 factories could not resume production due to technological gaps.

At the peak of his cultivation, his mental state was destroyed, and he was stripped naked in public, rendering him unable to get an erection again...

0⑶⒎ Captain Huang Zhiqiang laughed heartily and charged into the waves without hesitation. Who says there's no such thing as momentum in modern warfare!

The radar locks spread to the gunboats on both sides. The 314 fire control radar had already locked onto these gunboats. The computer calculated the firing data within 0.5 seconds and sent it to the gunners. The gunners, in coordination with the optical sights, quickly adjusted the input parameters. Then, the gunner gave the order, "Fire!"

"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"

The two twin-mounted 57mm rapid-fire cannons aimed at the left and right sides respectively and began to bombard the area.

Two 25mm autocannons simultaneously began firing intensively at the gunboats.

At this moment, 0⑶⒎ is like a wild boar charging at high speed, engulfed in flames, rampaging and invincible.

The Annamite gunboat was surrounded by splashes of water from exploding shells. If even one shell landed on the deck, the gunboat would be torn into pieces and fall into the sea to become food. Under such circumstances, how could they calm down and carefully aim with the optical sights? They were all shaking like they were half-paralyzed. The gunners didn't listen to orders at all and ran around aimlessly while shouting meaninglessly.

Accuracy?

There's no such thing as accuracy; getting the direction right is already the limit!
Just because they can't aim accurately doesn't mean that 0⑶⒎ can't aim accurately.

The observer made a slight adjustment based on the impact point, and after continuous firing, a bright yellow fireball suddenly exploded on the target gunboat. Metal fragments swept across the entire deck, scattering people here and there before being sent flying everywhere by the shockwave.

A low cheer rose from the gun emplacement, and the gunners' two subsequent shots plunged the gunboat into the abyss, causing it to capsize violently at high speed.

In just a minute or two of passing each other, one gunboat capsized, two gunboats were severely damaged, and the other gunboats fled in a panic, screeching and shouting.

0⑶⒎ did not slow down at all, and rushed straight towards the tank landing craft that was making a big arc.

On the landing craft, the captain roared "Counterattack! Counterattack!" In reality, the landing craft's firepower was not bad. After all, it was inevitable that they would be attacked during the landing process, and it was the landing craft's responsibility to open a landing channel for the landing personnel and equipment.

1门 76毫米 50倍径高平两用炮搭配MK52雷达射击指挥仪，7门 40毫米搭配MK51光学射击指挥仪，加上12门 20毫米高炮，火力很强大的。

The problem is that these American-made parts have not been replaced for many years. In addition, the industrial system in Annan was destroyed and difficult to rebuild. Some parts, such as gun barrels, can be replaced with Russian parts, but there is no way to replace the radar fire control system and optical sights. The artillery is now completely crippled and manually operated.

It's good for bluffing people on ordinary days, but when you're really face to face with 0⑶⒎, you can only say it's nothing!
During the pursuit, the two twin-mounted 57mm rapid-fire guns switched to armor-piercing and incendiary rounds. In order to maximize the advantages of all parties, they did not close in within one kilometer as usual, but instead maintained a distance of about 4 kilometers and poured fire on the tank landing craft.

At this distance, with the two sides chasing and fleeing, it was difficult for the artillery on the landing craft to hit 0. However, with the assistance of fire control radar and the large size of the landing craft, the hit rate of 0 was surprisingly high.

In a chase, the landing craft suffered repeated heavy damage from armor-piercing shells near the waterline. Despite making every effort to adjust the ballast in the water tanks, the landing craft slowly tilted and slowed down. Finally, it was covered in black smoke and slowly crawling on the sea, still struggling with all its might.

0⑶⒎ Captain Huang Zhiqiang did not necessarily pursue the matter and sink the ship on the spot. Instead, he took the opportunity to flee immediately.

The engagement lasted for more than half an hour, and the Su-22 could appear at any time. Although it is not believed that the Su-22 would pose much of a threat to the warship, there is still no need to take the risk.

Watching the 0 turn and leave, Captain Annan on the landing craft plopped down, panting heavily. A piece of his scalp had been cut off by metal fragments, his entire face was covered in blood, and he had injuries on his body and legs. He had even broken his arm from several falls. It was a terrible ordeal, but he had survived.

A few minutes later, a crackling sound came from the communicator, which was inaudible, and the communicator device broke down.

An Annamese soldier stumbled in to report that planes were approaching from the sky. The captain waved his hand, not wanting to move at all, and simply had someone signal in a direction.

He also had little hope for the Su-22.

The Su-22 can drop a barrage of bombs at an altitude of 3000 meters or more. The anti-submarine warfare vessel is equipped with the Type 66 twin 57mm naval gun, which has both high-altitude and low-altitude firing capabilities. Its elevation range is -10° to +85°, and its effective anti-air range is 5000 meters. Combined with the firepower network formed by the 25-meter anti-aircraft gun, flying too low is very dangerous.

However, dropping unguided bombs from an altitude of 3000 meters onto a high-speed moving ship is futile; all one can do is pray.

The Su-22 in the high sky gave chase immediately, and after circling the sea a few times, it quickly found the 0 cutting through the waves. The white spray from its cuts extended for hundreds of meters, making it very obvious.

Of course, at the same time, the radar on the 0 also caught up with the Su-22, and at the same time, the gun barrels on all the gun positions quickly rose with the hum of the hydraulic motors and began to follow the Su-22.

Just as the Su-22 was about to dive and approach, all the guns on the ship opened fire in turn at the command of the general commander, forming a huge barrage in the air. The Su-22 had to immediately climb to the side to avoid it, and then easily circled around to the front to try to approach again.

The artillery fire resumed, forcing the Su-22 to retreat once again.

This is where patience and skill come into play!

Although the Su-22 is difficult to approach, its high speed and maneuverability allow it to advance from any direction at any time, forcing surface ships to constantly adjust the direction of their guns and gaining the initiative on the battlefield.

Everyone on 0 must remain calm. Current fire control radar technology cannot support automatic rotation and aiming from 'radar lock' to 'motor servo', let alone the complex task of dynamically calculating target positions to determine different artillery firing times and angles for setting up a fire network. The only option is for the commander-in-chief to issue orders, and for each gun position to coordinate and build a fire network based on long-term training experience, while ensuring that each gun has sufficient time to cool down and conserve ammunition to ensure a longer deployment time.

This contest between the air and the sea is a test of skill and patience; it will be a matter of whether the 0 cannon runs out of shells first or the Su-22 runs out of fuel first.

The chase lasted for a full half hour. If Wang Yaotang hadn't used all the anti-submarine weapons reserves on the 0 to exchange for ammunition, the normal ammunition reserves really wouldn't have been able to withstand such consumption.

The pilot on the Su-22 wasn't having an easy time either. This wasn't cruising. Although it wasn't maintaining maximum supersonic speed all the time, the constant acceleration and turns consumed a lot of fuel. He had to ensure that there was one-third of the fuel in his tank to guarantee a safe return trip. Reaching the scene at top speed and searching for the target had already consumed one-third of the fuel. After half an hour of this entanglement, he didn't have much time left.

After repeated engagements, the warships below should have run out of ammunition. After two more probing dives, the barrage of bullets was indeed much thinner. The pilot was overjoyed and, after making an evasive maneuver, suddenly turned around and dived down.

"Boom boom boom!"

0⑶⒎ were shocked. All the cannons roared at the same time, but the Su-22, like a light petrel, suddenly accelerated and broke out of the fire net. While the cannons were still turning and adjusting their angles, it suddenly dived and dropped several bombs at an angle towards the warship.

Bombs were dropped, and the ship pulled up. This time, only half of the warship's cannons roared, clearly indicating that they were running out of ammunition!
The Su-22 pilot was overjoyed. He quickly accelerated and circled to the other side, giving the guns no chance to turn, and then accelerated and dived. This time he dived very thoroughly, closing the distance to an altitude of 1,000 meters and passing over the warship. At the same time, several more bombs were dropped.

But before he could even raise the gun, the three cannons that had been shut down suddenly started firing wildly again.

As if all the ammunition was about to be fired at once, the entire sky was filled with trails of light from tracer rounds, like laser beams spreading across the sky from all directions.

Finished!

trap!

The pilot on the Su-22 went completely blank for a moment. He clearly felt the fuselage shake violently a few times. He didn't have time to see where the damage was. There was only one thought in his mind: get out of there!
Watching the Su-22 dart away like a startled rabbit, Huang Zhiqiang didn't even have time to breathe a sigh of relief. The bombs landed and exploded around the warship, and the violent explosions created huge waves that crashed onto it. The 0 was simply too small in tonnage, and under the double impact of the shockwave and the giant waves, the ship shook violently. He had to grab the handrail next to him to barely control his body.

Looking at the radar, Huang Zhiqiang saw the Su-22 getting further and further away. He spat out a curse. It was a close call. The ship's ammunition was indeed running low. If this trap had failed, they could only pray that the bombs wouldn't fall on their heads.

The thin-skinned 0 definitely couldn't withstand aerial bombs.

As he thought about it, Huang Zhiqiang burst into laughter again. It seemed that the Annamese were really desperate, at least on a level two alert, and the plane took off within 15 minutes of receiving the order.

Of course, it could also be at Level 1 combat readiness. After all, the training and efficiency of the Annamese cannot compare with their northern neighbors. The neighbors can guarantee a 15-minute takeoff on Level 2 combat readiness, but the Annamese do not have that capability.

But with a level-one combat readiness... it's uncertain how long the Annamese can hold out.

This is not only a test for the pilots and ground crew, but also a test for the quality of the aircraft and the money invested.

Two hours later, after completely shaking off the enemy, Huang Zhiqiang reported the battle situation and awaited further instructions. With Wang Yaotang absent, the fleet's decision-making authority fell into Wei Jinzhong's hands. After discussing with his team, considering that Wang Yaotang would be using two warships for a "combat summer camp," Wei Jinzhong instructed Huang Zhiqiang to focus on nighttime mine laying and daytime harassment tactics to delay the resupply of Nanwei Island.

In retrospect, this naval battle wasn't without its advantages. The Anglo-Saxon forces had to deploy more of their main warships for transport and escort, and their aircraft were on high alert. This greatly tied down their forces, allowing the clients of the subsequent "combat summer camp" to have a more enjoyable, relaxed, and fulfilling experience.

……

Yongxing Island.

Wang Yaotang put down the phone and looked at the group of old boys who had come from Siam to participate in the 'combat summer camp' with a smile. "We just finished a naval battle. My men intercepted a convoy transporting supplies to Nanwei Island from Annam. They were furious and tried to intercept us with Su-22s, but we repelled them... So, you now have two choices in front of you."

"The transportation line interception station is more dangerous and exciting. We may be ambushed by Anglo-Saxon warships, or we may be intercepted by enemy warplanes again. There will be aerial bombs falling from the sky. If they hit us, we're done for."

"Another option is the original safe route. Since a large number of combat forces are tied up on the supply line, it will be easy to clear out their maritime strongholds, and the chances of encountering trouble will be greatly reduced."

Lao Xie and the others looked at each other. Of course, they would prefer to go to the exciting battlefield if they were around 20 years old, but now they were 40. Reason told them that it was just for fun and they should pursue safety.

Wang Yaotang shrugged. "Well, you chose this yourselves, so don't say I didn't let you guys do anything exciting."

A group of people retorted with a few sarcastic remarks.

Wang Yaotang laughed heartily, "It's alright, it's alright. Next time, I'll take you to play on an aircraft carrier, carrier-based aircraft, and high-altitude bombing, how about that!"

"An aircraft carrier? Where did this aircraft carrier come from?" Old Xie asked in surprise. "Did your hometown build an aircraft carrier?"

Wang Yaotang smiled and shook his head.

"Russians? Americans? Can you send people up there?"

"Just kidding, of course not. Do you think I'm the king of the world?" Wang Yaotang laughed and cursed. "I did it myself."

"You? An aircraft carrier?" Everyone looked incredulous.

"How about that? It won't work. It's a 6-ton cargo ship that has been converted using WWII technology, and in some aspects it even surpasses WWII technology. The carrier-based aircraft are redesigned using the Y-5 platform."

"Tch!" Old Xie waved his hand dismissively.

"What are you talking about? A World War II-level aircraft carrier isn't an aircraft carrier anymore. It can still sweep across Southeast Asia. Believe me, if we dock in the Gulf of Thailand, not a single ship will be able to get out. If we dock in the Strait of Malacca, everyone will have to talk to me properly!" Wang Yaotang glared.

The crowd looked at each other, their teeth chattering. How to put it? Even though they knew Wang Yaotang wouldn't do anything excessive that would offend everyone, and even though they knew he was just a piece of junk from World War II, he still posed a huge threat.

Wang Yaotang dared not offend anyone, and who would want to offend him?

It's not necessary!

"Aren't you afraid of opposition from other countries?" Old Xie asked, frowning. "Your threat is too great; other countries won't agree to it."

“When others say you’re a threat, you’d better actually be a threat,” Wang Yaotang grinned.

"Besides, to the outside world, this is just a tourist attraction, an aircraft carrier experience tour. You can experience carrier-based aircraft, simulate target ship bombing, and so on. That's all. There are only radars on the aircraft carrier, no weapons, and the carrier-based aircraft don't have weapons either. In 82, the United States converted the USS Intrepid into an aircraft carrier park, which is now docked in Manhattan, New York. Mine is a converted cargo ship. What's wrong with that?" Wang Yaotang shrugged.

"Nobody would believe that's some kind of park tourist attraction," everyone rolled their eyes, but at the same time, it elevated Wang Yaotang's status once again.

Even the most outdated aircraft carrier is still an aircraft carrier. In all of Asia, only India purchased the HMS Viraat from the Kingdom of Little Britain in 86. But this thing is not much more advanced than the aircraft carriers of World War II, and it is old enough to be a grandfather.

Once this thing is moored in the South China Sea, everyone in the surrounding countries has to speak softly and gently to it.

He arranged for the group of young men to board his superyacht, and under the protection of 0⑶⒎, they slowly disappeared into the harbor. Wang Yaotang then turned around and boarded the Y-5, flying directly to Hong Kong.

If all else fails, donate some money to Yongxing Island and get the airport repaired as soon as possible. Even if it's a military airport, it wouldn't be a problem for someone of your status to use it to park their private plane.

On the other side, the Siamese boys were incredibly excited after boarding the 0. The captain specially arranged for someone to take them on a tour, explaining each piece of equipment and weapon in detail. He even had the gunner take them to the gun positions one by one to experience what it's like to be an artilleryman.

Along the way, we conducted continuous simulation training and occasionally fired a few shots at sea to give everyone a thrill. A big client with $200 million could buy this 0 right here, so of course we had to do our best to entertain him!
Chen, Song, Wu, and the others had a great time. They were all wealthy and had tried everything, but they had never ridden a warship before. What man doesn't dream of being a soldier? This time, it really came true.

Thinking about going to the battlefield soon, they trained with extra seriousness.

I must say, these guys are all pretty smart. They understand these technical military skills as soon as they're explained, and they learn them in no time. They all get the hang of it quickly. Some of the brothers are observers, some are gunners, and they're having a blast with the simulation training. (End of Chapter)