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

After circling once in the sky, the Annamese air force squad complained over the channel.

"Alright," the squad leader shouted, "Instead of thinking about the sea fungus, we should think about ourselves. We haven't contributed anything in the two support operations. The sea fungus people suffered such a big defeat, they might start biting people everywhere."

"Damn it, he's stupid and he blames others!"

"What's it to us!"

"They didn't have any air defense preparations at all. They wasted their money on dogs. What do they mean by occupying the South China Sea? Bah! All they know is how to exaggerate their achievements."

"Alright, alright, stop talking. Increase altitude, drop all the bombs, and when we get back we'll say we severely damaged one enemy ship."

"The captain is brilliant!"

"Captain is wise!"

"Hahaha……"

"Targeting an aircraft carrier, the target is big enough."

The Su-22 rose to an altitude of over 4000 meters and quickly circled around the direction defended by the Type 05 aircraft carrier, hurtling towards it at high speed.

All the anti-aircraft machine guns of the surrounding 037 quickly adjusted their muzzles to aim, but the plane was too agile in the sky, and the muzzles were always right behind it, posing no real threat.

"Attention all ships! Enemy aircraft are about to drop bombs. Change your target to aerial bombs!" Wei Jinzhong shouted the order over the channel.

05⑶ The fire control radar locks on and transmits the data to the dedicated digital computer of the ZH-1 command instrument. The command instrument calculates the missile's launch angle and trajectory in real time based on the radar data and ship motion parameters such as roll and pitch, and then drives the launcher to aim at the target via the hydraulic system.

Although this series of operations is much faster than manually inputting firing parameters for artillery, it still takes about 3-5 seconds.

In that short time, the three Su-22s dropped all their bombs, then pulled the control stick sharply and sped straight up into the sky.

Two HQ-61 missiles soared into the sky, but Wei Jinzhong frowned, clearly not holding out much hope. The anti-jamming and multi-target processing capabilities were severely lacking. It wouldn't be a problem against helicopters, even against their own Y-5 transport aircraft, but against a Su-22…

As long as the pilots on the Su-22 don't take risks, they don't pose much of a threat.

Five warships, including the four Type 69 twin 30mm fully automatic shipborne anti-aircraft guns on the aircraft carrier, all changed targets, and tracer bullets left 15 long trails in the sky, completely weaving a fire net.

If we're not confident in dealing with subsonic sea-skimming missiles, surely we're confident in dealing with air-dropped bombs!

For safety reasons, the Su-22 climbed too high, giving the anti-aircraft guns ample time to adjust and fire. One bomb after another was detonated in mid-air, exploding into fireballs. You might mistake it for celebratory fireworks.

It's just that it's quite loud and powerful!

"It's pretty good; the experimental data is all very good."

Before Wang Yaotang could even offer his praise, he saw someone walk past him and peer up at the sky. Before he could even identify who it was, Wang Yaotang grabbed the man's arm and pulled him back.

"You're insane! Even if a bomb explodes in mid-air and shrapnel hits the aircraft carrier, it could still kill you!"

When they got back, they discovered that these were experts who had come with the aircraft carrier. The battle had been quite intense, and these people had been staying down below. Now that it was over, they couldn't wait to run out, and one of them even dared to run out without being watched.

He didn't dare to go out!

The expert gave an awkward smile, admitting he had gotten too excited.

"Wait a moment, the Annamese plane won't dare linger, it will be safe soon." Wang Yaotang nodded, what else could he say?

In this naval battle, seeing their own aircraft carrier achieve great success, these designers and builders, though in different positions from the middle-aged men from the South China Sea, felt the same excitement.

They came because they knew it would be a real battle, to see how they performed in actual combat.

No amount of paper-based simulations can compare to the usefulness of data collected in a real-world scenario.

Less than five minutes later, Wei Jinzhong's voice came through the communicator: "The Su-22 has escaped. This naval battle is completely over. Our side has won a great victory!"
At this point, no one could hold back anymore. They all rushed out, shouting and yelling to vent their excitement. Some jumped around, some punched, some kicked, some just yelled randomly, and some sang and danced.

Soon, a group of people surrounded the person who was singing and dancing. Yes, that person was Wang Yaotang.

The four brothers stood on the periphery with their arms crossed and smiling. They were happy and excited, wanting to join in, but there was a sense of alienation between them and the people around them.

Wang Yaotang possesses the authentic soul of the later Greater China P-Company, even more intense than people today. But the four brothers are different. They are native Hong Kongers, their education and living environment are completely different from their hometown. In this moment of victory, they feel a faint sense of inferiority, like that of illegitimate children.

The commotion lasted for about half an hour before Wei Jinzhong called a halt. Nanwei Island was still there; only by completely destroying it could the matter be considered a satisfactory end!

After the Y-5 was inspected and repaired, it took off again. With only three carrier-based aircraft on such a large aircraft carrier, there was plenty of space. It could carry hundreds of bombs, so there was no problem with it going all out.

The Annamese, who were hiding in the air-raid shelter and barely surviving, had been hoping for some good news from the naval battle. But the Su-22 was kind-hearted and, just before leaving, made contact with the backup radio that had just been set up on the ground. It honestly told the remnants on the island that the navy had been completely wiped out and that Umbrella had an aircraft carrier.

What does despair even mean?
Did I set up the radio just so you could tell me this?
Holy crap!
The sound of propellers rang out overhead again, plunging the islanders into utter despair. A few, unwilling to simply wait to die, shouted and rushed out, raising their submachine guns and firing "rat-a-tat-tat" at the sky.

Regardless of whether submachine guns can shoot down airplanes, these Annamese people certainly don't have that capability.

Eighteen more bombs were dropped from a height of several hundred meters. This time the targets were more specific, aimed at air-raid shelters and underground warehouses. There was no need to rush, and the control of the impact radius was much better.

“Boom!” “Boom!” “Boom!” “Boom!” “Boom!” “Boom!” “Boom!” “Boom!”

After a round of high-explosive bombs, there were two rounds of incendiary bombs. Even if you were a ground rat hiding underground, you would suffocate inside the raging fire because there was no air!

The fire burned for an hour before gradually going out. After another half hour to allow the scorching ground to cool down, people were carefully sent to the island to search.

After the air-raid shelter door was blown open, a strong smell of burning emanated from inside. Those old tanks didn't have NBC protection capabilities, and the people inside were directly roasted to death by the fire.

An hour later, the people above reported that no survivors had been found, and as for the remains, there were fewer than 200 bodies.

"They say there are over 500 people stationed on the island, but that's just drawing salaries for no one," Wang Yaotang said with amusement.

"Is it possible that the rest were blown up and burned to ashes?" Ah Jie said in a low voice, and the brothers burst into laughter.

Theoretically, the four brothers had no enmity with the Annamese, but in reality, everyone hated the Annamese.

After the Vietnam War, Annamese refugee camps were built in Hong Kong. Since then, a large number of Annamese who fled to Hong Kong have formed underground forces. These people are the most unruly and unscrupulous in their actions.

The moral standards in the underworld are not high, but compared to these Annamese, they seem like saints.

They really do fart like they're talking!
Even the Chinese who fled from Annan became quite disliked after a while.

Ah-Wei was in charge of the entertainment industry. He particularly disliked a director named Tsui Hark who dared to play dirty tricks on him.

There was nothing of value on the island, and besides, it was their own island, so they certainly couldn't blow it up. The fleet then withdrew immediately.

Not far north, two Y-5 transport aircraft arrived overhead, circled once, and landed steadily on the deck.

They flew over from Yongxing Island to pick up Wang Yaotang and the others. The aircraft carrier's speed is only about 15 knots, so there's no need for them to linger at sea.

Having an aircraft carrier is so damn convenient!

As soon as the plane reached the airspace above Yongxing Island, Wang Yaotang saw a large crowd of people standing below and red banners hanging high. When the plane appeared overhead, people below immediately started banging gongs and drums, making quite a scene!

As soon as I jumped off the plane, the Governor of the South China Sea walked up to me with a big laugh.

"Snap!" With his hands clasped tightly together, the governor said solemnly, "Thank you, Comrade Yaotang!"

"What are you thanking me for? This is also my motherland. Isn't it only natural to contribute to the country?" Wang Yaotang said loudly.

"Haha, yes, you're right." The governor patted Wang Yaotang on the shoulder. "I'm sorry we can't make your heroic deeds public or give you a public award."

"What I'm asking for is never a reward. Giving them a good beating will make me happy enough. Let the soldiers have the reward."

05⑶ was launched at the same time as the aircraft carrier, where was he going to find so many people to get on board all at once...?

In principle, a man with a buzz cut cannot do things for private purposes, especially for a foreigner, but this time, the principle dictates that he will personally take action.

This is what we call being one family, building a harmonious society together. "They are them, and you are you. The country will not forget anyone who has contributed to the country," the governor said with a smile.

Wang Yaotang smiled and nodded, just as he had been waiting for. He called his four brothers over and introduced them to the governor. The governor smiled and shook hands with each of them, praising them as pillars of the nation, which thrilled the four brothers.

This is an affirmation from one person taking on seventeen different factions single-handedly!

For people in the martial arts world, this recognition is incredibly valuable!
They are nothing but 'Yi An' and 'Tiao Lin' juniors who are as terrified as stray dogs in front of them.

Shengyi's ability to grow and thrive stems from its hometown.

The celebration banquet was quite good, with all kinds of fresh seafood. The chef flew in specially from Hong Kong and brought a lot of ingredients with him. If the boss's victory banquet was too meager, then there's no point in making it at all...

Wang Yaotang recounted a thrilling naval battle, leaving his audience breathless with excitement; his eloquence was certainly not wasted.

In fact, the staff team in the South China Sea had made detailed plans half a month before the war started, and had prepared contingency plans for all possible situations. So the victory was a matter of course, and everyone present felt involved.

……

A victory celebration was held on Yongxing Island, and a memorial service was held for Hu Zhiming...

When news of the Su-22 arrived, the last glimmer of hope was extinguished. Nguyen Van Hai sat at the conference table, his face ashen, as if his mother had died. The people below were chattering amongst themselves.

"His umbrella is only protecting the fleet because of his sneak attacks. Do you think we, the great Annam, are afraid of just one person like him!"

"Aircraft carriers, I think so. There are only four countries in the world that can build aircraft carriers. The Russians have given a definite answer. Our neighbors are definitely not capable of building aircraft carriers right now. Their technology is all imported from the Russians, and they didn't even give us this key technology!"

"That's right, it's just an empty shell. Just look at the planes. They're biplane propeller transport planes. They've pulled out all the old relics from the warehouse. They're not even up to the standards of World War II!"

"One Su-22 is enough to keep them from taking off; the aircraft carrier is just a decoration!"

"We can persuade the Russians to guard the north and concentrate our fleet to wipe out the protective umbrella."

"Correct!"

"We must wipe them out!"

Ruan Wenhai remained silent, simply watching the crowd below shout. Despite their loud cries and seemingly excited demeanor, they might not have truly believed what they were thinking.

Thirteen years of naval achievements have been lost, an entire fleet has been wiped out, and the losses are so great, how can we still talk about seeking peace at this point?
What will the people below think?
How do you interpret empty bacteria?
What will the army think?
No shame!
How will we negotiate next year's military spending?
How to protect various procurement contracts?
If the sea mushroom is completely forced back to the coast and becomes a guard dog, does the sea mushroom still have a status?

This is not a question of whether or not you can win.

This is a political issue!

This is an economic issue!

This is a matter of succession!

How to quell the internal conflicts is already giving Nguyen Van Hai a major headache; as the saying goes, to fight external threats, one must first pacify the internal situation...

Ruan Wenhai tapped the table, and after the meeting room quieted down a bit, he said, "Alright, since everyone agrees that we should fight, then let's continue. We, the Annan Hai people, will never admit defeat!"

"The staff office needs to prepare an operational plan, outlining which warships and supplies to allocate, how the air force will coordinate, and including negotiations with the Russian fleet regarding defense zones. This needs to be done as quickly as possible; I will submit a report at the subsequent military conference." Nguyen Van Hai looked around. "Go back and prepare yourselves. Mobilize your men; be ready to fight these bandits to the death at any time!"

"Yes!" The people on either side stood up and saluted in unison.

Everyone rushed out, leaving only the chief of staff and deputy chief of staff. The conference room door was closed again, and Nguyen Van Hai rubbed his temples wearily.

None of the three of them took those words seriously, but they definitely had to put on a show for everyone to see, which was to show Haijun's attitude.

But in reality, the Russians would never help them confront their neighbors, so mobilizing all their warships to go south would be impossible.

As for supplies, the printing presses are running at full capacity, the economy is on the verge of collapse, where would we get the money to fight another war?

They could persuade the air force to help, but the Su-22s couldn't stay in the air 24/7, so they couldn't fight.

Since a fight is impossible, then of course we have to shout loudly and organize everyone below to shout together. If the higher-ups disagree, we'll hold a demonstration.

If you obediently do everything at this point and actually look like you've been defeated, then you're truly finished.

We can't cause trouble for the protection umbrella, nor can we cause trouble for the domestic population!
If they can create trouble, then the higher-ups will be pressured not to touch the sea fungus. As for whether other rivals will take advantage of the situation...

If you adopt a stance of "I'll take someone down with me even if I die," these people will naturally have reservations.

There are countless examples of this in history.

Guan Ning Iron Cavalry: Slander! This is all slander!
Chiang Kai-shek, Grand Marshal of the Army, Navy, and Air Force: Hu Zongnan was a pig, Tang Boen was a pig...

Of course, there's no need to say this out loud; I'm too ashamed to admit it...

The immediate priority is to discuss how to protect the interests of the seaweed in the face of a major defeat.

“General, if you had said before that Wang Yaotang was just doing it out of a hobby, or that he was getting too rich and arrogant and wanted to play war games, I could have believed it to some extent. But now that an aircraft carrier is out there, it’s definitely not just a personal hobby.” The chief of staff said in a low voice, “That’s an aircraft carrier. No matter how rudimentary it is, even if it’s based on WWII technology, it won’t be cheap to build. It would require hiring so many people. Besides, we all know what our neighbors are like. It’s not like America, where rich people can do anything. They’re not going to build an aircraft carrier for a personal hobby at a military shipyard.”

“Even Lao Mei wouldn’t do such a thing, let alone a neighbor.”

"Besides, where would the talent come from? Even with Hong Kong's developed maritime industry, it's impossible to find that many people who can operate warships and aircraft carriers. There are over a thousand people in total. It would be impossible without the support of our neighbor."

Nguyen Van Hai nodded. “We definitely can’t believe his nonsense, but it’s precisely because of our neighbor’s deep involvement—he has the technology and the money—that we can’t compete with him.”

"But doesn't that just illustrate the importance of seaweed?" the chief of staff said softly.

"Hmm?" Ruan Wenhai slowly sat up straight, his face immediately brightening.

Don't say it, really don't say it.

The neighbor's ambitions are obvious. The fact that they're giving aircraft carriers and the latest warships to private individuals for the sake of the South China Sea speaks volumes!
Once they extend their influence there, given the size of their neighbor, what chance do the Annamese have?

No matter how powerful the air force is, or how strong the army is, can they cross the sea and fight their way across?
It's still seaweed!

It is precisely because we were defeated and saw the gap that we must vigorously develop marine resources!

Looking at things from a different angle, even bad things can turn into good things. He can use the neighbor's threat to make a scene at the meeting. Even if he doesn't say anything like expanding the sea area, what about the resources?

The development of the Baihu Oilfield greatly alleviated the country's economic problems, and many people made a fortune.

But what about Daxiong and Wan'an Beach?

These are all newly discovered properties; who wouldn't be tempted?

One is stuck on the 9th line, and the other is right in the South China Sea!

But the fleet with the surname Wang is stationed in the South China Sea, so how can we develop it!
Therefore, a navy must be built!
With this in mind, Nguyen Van Hai immediately relaxed. It was good that there was a way to break the deadlock; all that remained was negotiation.

After the Russians took such a big bite out of the White Tiger, how could they not be tempted by the other two oil fields?
“That’s right. Let’s talk about how to deal with that Wang guy. Leaving aside how much money the higher-ups can allocate for warships, the Russians will need time to build them. Even if they’re all ready, it’s not sustainable to keep going against Wang Yaotang like this.” Ruan Wenhai said through gritted teeth, “That guy is really…”

He didn't know how to explain it; he'd never heard of any wealthy person being this type.

Speaking of Wang Yaotang, the group was in a dilemma. The deputy leader frowned and said, "We definitely can't continue fighting like this. What we think here is useless. This guy is crazy. We still have to ask him what conditions he wants."

The chief of staff looked around. "Shall I go?"

"Then I'll have to trouble you," Nguyen Van Hai said encouragingly.

"Be careful, that person isn't mentally sound. Ensuring safety is our top priority," the deputy commander warned, adding a concerned note.

Chief of Staff: No, I was just kidding!
You guys actually took it seriously?
I didn't want to go!
That person is mentally ill!
"Okay, don't worry, I'll be careful," the chief of staff said through gritted teeth. (End of Chapter)