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Chapter 174 Assessing the Rescue
If the Friendship departs from Da Wan and travels non-stop, it will only take 23 hours, exactly one day and one night, to reach Nansha.

Less than a hundred nautical miles away from Goose City is the waters off the Hong Kong River, which has a very busy shipping route.

Although it was night, a high-speed target traveling at 40 knots was still very conspicuous on civilian radar.

Many cargo ships along the way mistook it for a warship and avoided it from a distance.

The Friendship then passed through Dongsha, and at its closest point was less than 40 kilometers away. The Dongsha water police shouted over the radio, asking it to identify itself.

Wang Wu was on duty at the time. He picked up the intercom and hesitated for a moment before answering firmly:
"This is the Friendship Ship of the Dongjiang Maritime Joint Defense Force. Our ship is on normal patrol."

It was Lao Zhang who suggested changing the name to the Maritime Joint Defense Force. "Joint Defense Fleet" is more eye-catching, and "Maritime Joint Defense Force" sounds better.

The other party was silent for a while, obviously not knowing what the "Dongjiang Maritime Joint Defense Team" was.

After a long while, the voice sounded again:
"Are you affiliated with the East China Sea Fleet?"

Wang Wu: "No, we are a joint defense team spontaneously organized by the Echeng Fisheries, and we are only operating to protect fishing boats."

At the radar station in Dongsha, the water police on duty checked the speed data and found it was 40 knots.

After a moment, they remembered the Civilization that sank last month. It was said that it could run at more than 40 knots, and it seemed to belong to some joint defense team?

"This is Dongsha, please keep your distance."

Wang Wu: "We are sailing very fast and will leave soon."

"Um, thank you."

The water police breathed a sigh of relief as they no longer had to work night shifts at sea.

……

March 11, 4 am.

A Zero submarine reconnaissance aircraft was hoisted onto the catapult, and Danny sat in the driving seat to check the radio.

He didn't know where Tang Wen found this antique, but its flying performance was indeed quite good.

Moreover, this underwater reconnaissance aircraft has undergone a minor modification, with the addition of a civilian GPS and a more powerful radio communicator, so in theory one pilot is enough.

However, to be on the safe side, members were still assigned to the observer and rear machine gunner positions.

The central observer controls the largest radio, and the machine gunner at the end is actually mounting a telephoto camera, which proved very useful during the filming of "Tora Tora Tora", with a viewing angle stability no worse than that of a helicopter.

“are u reaaady!”

Danny let out a strange cry, and the observer Li Si in the middle checked the anemometer next to him.

To facilitate catapult launch, the Friendship is now sailing at full speed at a 35-degree angle into the wind, which allows the aircraft to be launched directly into the wind. The combined wind speed can bring a headwind of more than 33 knots.

"You can eject!"

Danny: "Then let's caaat (eject)!!!"

He pushed the engine throttle to the maximum, then felt the huge drag force suddenly released from the hydraulic catapult, and pulled the lever to lift it up in time at the predetermined time.

The Zero-type underwater reconnaissance aircraft did not have a high top speed, but it had good maneuverability and flew to an altitude of 1200 meters without any pressure, and then flew towards Ren'ai Reef according to the GPS instructions.

They are now more than 400 kilometers away from their destination. The Friendship will need about 6 hours to reach the destination, and the Zero-type submersible reconnaissance aircraft will have a 3-hour observation window for the round trip.

This was no pressure for a 2000-kilometer flight. After Danny stabilized the flight, he skillfully put on the expensive noise-isolating earmuffs, stuffed two Sony earplugs in them, and plugged in his Walkman to listen to music.

Li Si was no longer surprised by this, so he found a pair of sunglasses and put them on to avoid the glare of the sun.

……

Sierra Madre, deck.

Marino tore the half-cooked fish, chewed it for a long time, and finally couldn't help but spit it out. At this time, he was only wearing a pair of loose shorts, with unkempt hair and dirty face, like a savage stranded on a desert island.

In reality, it was almost the same. Luzon did not have the ability to maintain a long-distance supply line, and enough supplies had been placed on the ship to last at least three months. If not enough, they would be airdropped.

After running aground, a 051D "Guilin" stayed around for 10 days and asked them to board the ship and leave.

Marino said they needed to wait for their own rescue ship, but when would the rescue ship be dispatched?
I don’t know, anyway we’ll just wait here.

Don't come on board either. The Sierra Madre is a Luzon ship. Boarding it would be an offense.

The Silicon Lin finally left, and the people on board cheered for victory, but Marino was a little annoyed.

The damn logistics department was filled with all kinds of canned food, even cans of "Spam" luncheon meat donated by the Allies during the last world war, which were older than his father!

The pink color of that stuff is disgusting to look at. Some of it is as disgusting as powder, and some of it is gelatinous and sticky.

If you eat it raw, you will vomit, and it will fall apart if you cook it. Roasting it is good, but the precious fuel must be saved for heating, and you can't find wood at sea.

They just grilled a few sea fish with the scrap wood boards they found. They had originally intended to improve the food, but because the cook was exhausted from eating Spamula a few days ago, they had to cook it themselves. As a result, they wasted fuel and grilled a pile of shit.

Damn Gaijin, if it weren't for the recklessness of the Civilization, he would still be a captain now, instead of an orphan left behind on the Sierra Madre.

"This fish tastes terrible, I want to eat chicken!!"

"Not as good as Spam."

The sailors were also wailing, and one of them said:
"We're going to send planes to drop supplies, so let them put in some more instant noodles."

"But I don't know when the plane will return. It's definitely not going to happen this month."

As they were talking, a low buzzing sound suddenly came from the sky.

A group of monkeys hurriedly looked up at the sky, and after a long time they found a pink target:

Tang Wen requested that the original paint of the aircraft not be used, so Danny simply did it himself. He scraped off the original paint and used white as the base, then painted the entire fuselage with pink stripes. There was a golden snail pattern on the tail, and the snail shell was distorted into the letter 'G', which was the gold logo designated by Tang Wen himself.

Seeing that it was a small plane, Marino was puzzled and relieved at the same time. This must be his own plane, and it was here to drop the cargo.

Although he didn't know why they didn't contact him in advance, there was a radio on the ship and he quickly called out on the radio.

Danny turned off the radio and saw the landing ship stranded alone on the beach lower its altitude and smoothly turn to descend.

The water reconnaissance aircraft circled around the Sierra Madre, and the camera in the back seat kept taking pictures to leave evidence.

Li Si in the middle used the radio to report to the Friendship several hundred kilometers away:

"We have our target in sight. No other ships or aircraft are in sight. The airspace is clear. Over."

Ding Yiduo: "Keep observing and collecting evidence, and return before 16 p.m."

"clear."

……

Danny had descended to 100 meters and was passing by the Sierra Madre at a low speed.
Marino has confirmed that the macho fan's strange plane has nothing to do with him, but he is still confused by the snail pattern on the tail.

"Are you a plane on a yacht? Please don't come near us."

"Zizizi... Guys down there, do you know that this reef has been leased to Gaijin? This is our company's territory."

Marino understood, and his tone became stiff: "We are just stranded and waiting for rescue."

Li Si: "I know. I'm evaluating rescue plans right now."

(End of this chapter)