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

In the East China Sea, a somewhat unkempt aircraft carrier is anchored on the surface of the sea, with numerous warships patrolling within a radius of dozens of kilometers, and fishing boats that approach are all advised to leave.

It's not really about blocking off a body of water; it's mainly to avoid danger. After all, we've never actually handled an aircraft carrier before, and we're worried about potential problems.

Even a bankrupt version of an aircraft carrier is still an aircraft carrier!

There were quite a few people who came to watch today, including not only those from the Magic Factory and those involved in its construction, but also high-ranking officials from the Navy and the Air Force.

Wang Yaotang is a patriot, which practically means that the aircraft carrier belongs to the country...

“This is an aircraft carrier, it’s only natural for me to come and take a look. What are you doing here, an air force officer?” An elderly man in civilian clothes glanced at another elderly man beside him.

"So what if it's an aircraft carrier? It still relies on airplanes to exert its combat power. Why should I be allowed to come?" another person sneered.

"What does the airplane have to do with you? They funded its research and development!"

"It's as if your aircraft carrier wasn't funded and built by someone else."

"Heh, he funded the construction of the aircraft carrier, but it uses the most advanced technology of our navy. It's our masterpiece, practically our son. As for the carrier-based aircraft, they're just old Y-5s that have been modified and brought up. Do they have any new technology? I'm embarrassed to even mention it." The old man smirked, his eyes full of amusement.

The old man was immediately a little angry. The fighter jets were still chasing after them fiercely, and there was no possibility of a carrier-based aircraft project being approved within the next ten years.

Originally, the aircraft carrier project seemed a long way off, but then Wang Yaotang suddenly appeared and invested a huge sum of money. Although the technology was still at the level of World War II, the aircraft carrier went from blueprints to a real object, verifying many ideas, solidifying some development paths, and essentially giving it a prototype, which greatly accelerated the progress of the aircraft carrier project.

No matter how good your theoretical knowledge is, it can't compare to a real battle!
The higher-ups are also paying attention to this matter, and the navy is going crazy. Once all the tests here are successful, they will push for the aircraft carrier project to be approved.

The old man was both worried about his brother's hardships and worried about his brother driving a Land Rover. He was breathing rapidly and felt unwell.
While $5000 million may not seem like much—a large country could easily come up with it—it's practically impossible.

Because the things that are built with money have absolutely no practical value!
Of course, this practical value score is relative to whom. In the eyes of the hometown, the opponents are the Americans and the Russians. They have never paid attention to the surrounding neighbors.

This is purely experimental.

So, to put it another way, if your Navy spends $5000 million on a big toy, why can't my Air Force?
Army: Aren't I the main force?
Missile forces: What's the point of all your antics without missiles!

Electronics: Without me, you're all blind.

Steel: I won't say a word, look how capable you all are!
The boss is often just a figurehead; every day he wakes up to hundreds of mouths waiting to be fed...

Seeing that he didn't speak, the old man nudged him gently with his elbow, "If an aircraft carrier project can be approved, it will definitely need carrier-based aircraft to maximize its combat effectiveness..."

"Hmm?" The old man raised an eyebrow and immediately understood.

"You help me, I'll help you."

"Ah this..."

As the two were talking, a Y-5 carrier-based aircraft pulled onto the runway. A group of staff members ran around doing a final check. Someone walked up to Wang Yaotang with a triangular red flag and handed it to him. "Comrade Yaotang, let's get the first takeoff order."

"Me? Hahahaha..." Wang Yaotang couldn't help but burst into laughter. "Then I'll take the lead!"

There's no need to be polite. Although it's just a formality, it would feel like the official is taking over. People in my hometown are very particular about this, so we wouldn't do anything like that.

With everything ready, the tower gave a notification through the headset that takeoff was possible, and everyone on the deck looked at Wang Yaotang.

Wang Yaotang took a deep breath, his heart pounding as if it were about to jump out of his chest, and his face flushed uncontrollably.

Suddenly, I felt like I had stepped into history, and for the first time in history, I was the one who gave the order for carrier-based aircraft to take off from an aircraft carrier!
Holding his breath, he stepped forward and waved the red flag sharply, pointing it straight ahead. Several staff members around the runway immediately followed suit, waving their flags as well. The Y-5 pilot floored the accelerator, and the Y-5 began to glide, its speed increasing rapidly...

After rushing 150 meters onto the curved deck, the pilot suddenly pulled the control stick, and the Y-5 soared into the sky!

"Oooooooo-"

"Ahhh-"

The deck was filled with excited cheers.

Everyone looked up at the Y-5 rising into the sky with excitement. Wang Yaotang waved his hand and exclaimed, "Awesome!"

Although everyone believed that the takeoff was foolproof, they were still excited!
"It should have been a monoplane," the old man said regretfully after a moment. "A monoplane is faster and can carry a greater load."

"Whether it's 300 or 600, it's the same, no practical value in combat." The old man retorted somewhat irritably. "Biplanes are safer and require shorter runways. Can a monoplane even take off now? How would it land?"

The old man pursed his lips and remained silent.

After circling in the sky a few times, the Y-5 began preparing for landing, which was the most difficult part of the entire test flight.

Theoretically, the track is long enough, but just like you can easily walk in a straight line on flat ground, but if you switch to a balance beam, even if it's only one meter high, you'll walk crookedly.

You can walk on a balance beam, but walking tens of meters in the air would terrify people and make their legs go weak.

The same principle applies to aircraft carrier landings. The landing position must be extremely precise to ensure a sufficient deceleration distance. If the landing is too far, the aircraft will crash into the deck, resulting in loss of life and death. If the landing is too close, there will be no way to decelerate completely, and the aircraft will fall into the sea. This places extremely high demands on the pilot's mental fortitude and technical skills.

Take the Japanese Zero fighter as an example. The hydraulic arresting lock can stop a fighter jet traveling at 240 kilometers per hour within 100 meters, which is much simpler for an aircraft carrier with a deck length of 200 meters.

Unfortunately, this aircraft carrier does not have arresting cables. If the landing gear design had not been specially modified, the 170-meter runway requirement would have been too much for the 180-meter-long deck.

Wang Yaotang held his breath, staring intently at the Y-5 as it decelerated and swooped down. With a loud bang, the wheels slammed heavily onto the deck steel, and the plane began to slow down and taxi, leaving a clear black mark on the steel plate with its rubber tires.

Oh no, it landed later than expected...

The Y-5 glided dozens of meters in the blink of an eye, and everyone's hearts were in their throats. The pilot stared intently at the deck ahead, his hands gripping the control stick.

Normally, once a pilot feels that he cannot decelerate, he will not hesitate to accelerate and try to take off again.

Even the slightest hesitation could prevent the plane from taking off due to insufficient speed, inevitably resulting in it plunging into the sea.

But that's normal. The pilots on the Y-5 were prepared to plunge into the sea. It's a biplane, so even if it fell in, it wouldn't sink for a while...

Besides, his boss treated him well, so even if he really died, the compensation would not be small.

The entire landing and deceleration process took only about ten seconds. As the plane approached the curved deck, it finally slowed down on its own, and everyone breathed a long sigh of relief.

The redesigned landing gear has a raised nose section, which significantly reduces the required runway length.

"We still need arresting cables. This is too extreme, with no redundancy at all. If the weather conditions worsen or the aircraft malfunctions, there will be serious problems," an expert said, frowning.

"Indeed, we can start with counterweight arresting cables and then try hydraulic technology."

"Back then, the Japanese Zero fighters weighed only half as much as the Y-5, and they still had to use arresting cables."

"The technology itself isn't the problem; the difficulty lies in the materials."

"It's alright, the Y-5 is slow, it was only 95 kilometers per hour when it landed."

Wang Yaotang remained silent, listening quietly to the experts speak; he was already prepared to pay.

Several more tests were conducted afterward, including take-off and landing while in motion.

Four days later, all the tests were completed. Under the escort of 05⑶, they headed south. A few engineers from the Magic Factory stayed on the ship to collect some data.

After crossing the Taiwan Strait, I made a special trip to Hong Kong. Of course, I had to show off the good stuff I found!

It's inconvenient for the 05⑶ to sail directly to the port, but it's not a problem for an aircraft carrier, since there aren't many weapons on board.

Hong Kong's shipping lanes are teeming with ships all day long, so the arrival of the aircraft carrier immediately caused a sensation among the passing vessels. Crew members rushed to the decks and superstructures, jumping up and down to get a better look. Despite years of experience at sea, very few had actually seen an aircraft carrier in person. Upon seeing it, everyone's first thought was of Britain, but after a while, they realized something was amiss: why wasn't a national flag flying on board?
It couldn't be that he forgot, could it?
Moreover, the people on the aircraft carrier deck were not wearing naval uniforms, and some people who were close by even noticed that those people did not look like white people.
Someone with binoculars zoomed in for a closer look and realized it was Chinese?

What's going on? British aircraft carriers are hiring Chinese people too?
It can't be the aircraft carrier in the north, can it?

Wang Yaotang stood at the bow of the ship, enjoying the sea breeze; at that moment, he felt like the brightest star in Hong Kong.

On the other side, at the Hong Kong Marine Police Headquarters.

Chen Jingsong answered the phone and listened for a moment, his expression gradually twisting. "Wait a minute, what do you mean by 'an aircraft carrier from an unknown country is coming and we need to intercept it'?"

"Do you want to hear what you're saying?"

"They didn't tell us to arrest anyone? Hahahaha—" Chen Jingsong was amused by the situation. "They invaded Hong Kong for no reason. Arrest them, they must be arrested. Don't worry, I'll take my men right now and bring all the people from above back."

After saying that, he slammed the phone down.

"Chen Jingsong, don't do anything reckless! Hello, hello, hello..." The person on the other end was clearly frightened by these words and shouted into the phone.

I broke out in a sweat just listening to the dial tone. I just wanted to make things difficult for this disobedient guy, but you fucking wanted to take us both down with you!
No, I have to spring off the chair and stop this guy.

Not long after a marine police patrol boat departed from Tsim Sha Tsui Pier, another patrol boat gave chase. The chief frantically tried to contact Chen Jingsong via radio, but the marine police boat in front simply ignored him.

Both ships were at maximum speed, and they had just turned out of Victoria Harbour when they saw the target aircraft carrier. Chen Jingsong turned his head to look at the ships that were following them, snorted coldly, and ordered his men to move closer.

"Boss, are we really going to arrest someone?" the subordinate asked, rubbing his teeth.

"You're going to catch it?" Chen Jingsong rolled his eyes.

"Boss, don't scare me."

"What are you afraid of? This is the largest port in Asia. As long as you don't do anything reckless, no aircraft carrier from any country can kill you!"

"Then... what are we going there for?"

"Give that bastard behind us a piece of his mind." Chen Jingsong cursed. "When you get close to him, be more alert, don't lose face, shout loudly, and follow the rules and regulations. If there's a real problem, the other party won't bother us. That son of a bitch will take the blame."

Now everyone understands.

They're just petty scoundrels; even if lightning strikes them, it won't hit them.

That being said, getting close enough still made my scalp tingle; the pressure from such a colossal object was immense, especially since it was a warship.

Don't even think about stopping it; the current it creates could capsize the small boat if you dare to get too close.

The bureau chief was jumping up and down, shouting until his voice was hoarse. He was so desperate that he wanted to kneel down before Chen Jingsong and yell, "You fucking shut up!"

The aircraft carrier sailed straight to Tsing Yi Island after passing Victoria Harbour. It was there for resupply, not just to show off...

A displacement of 50,000 tons is nothing special here, but the imposing shape of the design makes all ships give way immediately.

The aircraft carrier slowly slowed down and stopped in the berth area. Before the refueling ship, which had already received the order, could even approach, Chen Jingsong's coast guard ship arrived.

"Stop the ship! Stop the ship! We are the Royal Hong Kong Marine Police. We have received orders from our superiors to inspect your vessel!" the loudspeaker roared.

The bureau chief's knees buckled, and everything went black.

Wang Yaotang raised an eyebrow. Whose subordinate was this?

Not long after, the chief of the water police hunched over and climbed up; he was genuinely afraid of Chen Jingsong.

He was led there, and before he even got close, he recognized Wang Yaotang at a glance. He was immediately dumbfounded, his mind went blank, and he could barely speak coherently.

The marine police had known for a long time that the Umbrella Corporation had warships, having seen them many times while patrolling the southern waters and border. But those small warships were one thing, but how did they manage to bring back an aircraft carrier?
No, you're really going to rebel!
"So you're the one who wants me to stop the ship for inspection!" Wang Yaotang reached out and poked the water police chief on the forehead.

"No, I didn't, I... it's a misunderstanding!" The marine police chief said with a mournful face after regaining his senses.

So you mean I was wronging you just now?

"No, it was me." The bureau chief was speechless and sweating profusely.

"What do you mean, 'you'? I was just having a good time and you're ruining it for me, aren't you?" Wang Yaotang raised his hand and slapped him across the face.

"Throw him into the sea."

Sheng Yi is indeed still involved in smuggling grains, oils, vegetables, meat, and eggs, but the lower and middle-ranking officers in the marine police all eat Sheng Yi's braised pork knuckle rice, and they don't care about the chief or anything like that.

The reason the bureau chief made trouble for Chen Jingsong was largely because of this.

The smuggling volume of the Tuen Mun triad is increasing, which has affected the original interest groups. If these people dare not cause trouble for Wong Yiu Tong, why don't they dare to cause trouble for the Marine Police?

Unfortunately, the chief of the marine police force had no way to command his subordinates on this point.

"No, no, Wang Sheng, waaaah..." Before he could finish speaking, his mouth was covered, he was dragged to the edge of the deck, glanced at the police boat moored next to him, and then kicked the fat director overboard.

"what!!"

"Puff-"

"Holy crap, hahaha!" A gasp rang out from the water police boat.

Wang Yaotang withdrew his gaze, too lazy to pay any attention. Before long, a yacht arrived and boarded the bridge. A-Jie jumped over, exclaiming, "Holy crap, Yao-ge, you really brought back an aircraft carrier!"

"Damn, that's so cool!"

“Don’t you even look at who’s standing in front of you!” Wang Yaotang raised an eyebrow.

"How dare you say that!" Ah Jie grabbed Wang Yaotang's shoulder. "You'd rather let those Siamese people go on the boat for a ride than let your brother go on board? Are you even human?!"

"No, you didn't say you wanted to go."

"Need I say more? I'm warning you, I have to go this time!"

“I’m warning you, I have to go this time!” Aji walked by and pointed at Wang Yaotang.

“I’m warning you, I have to go this time!” Awei floated by.

“I’m warning you…” the four-eyed guy added.

"Hey, hey, no, everyone go! Don't let them all get wiped out!" Wang Yaotang shouted with a laugh.

All four of them simultaneously raised their middle fingers.

After refueling, they didn't linger in Hong Kong and headed straight south. The news, however, exploded in Hong Kong like a cannonball.

When the Governor of Hong Kong heard the news, he had the face of an old man on the subway. No, is it true?

A private aircraft carrier?

Is Hong Kong changing this fast?

Crazy?
What does Wang Yaotang want to do?
Do I, the Governor of Hong Kong, have to defer to his whims? (End of Chapter)