What the hell is a private enterprise?

Chapter 202 Spirit Infusion
Chen Yonggui showed off his maritime joint defense team, but was quickly outmaneuvered and outplayed.

Although they were touted as tourist props, the configuration of a light cruiser and three destroyers was not low at all. The next day, several reconnaissance planes arrived after hearing the news and took pictures of them.

Because the four warships only had outdated radar and civilian communication systems, and no weapons that could pose a threat to modern aircraft, they could only watch helplessly.

One F5E even flew low, skimming the mast of the Twin Moon, which infuriated Chen Yonggui.

None of the four warships had any countermeasures, and launching seaplanes would only be a disgrace. They couldn't even catch up with F-5E fighters, let alone anti-submarine aircraft that came to watch the show.

Soon, photos of the four warships sailing in formation appeared in the media, bringing new amusement to the world.

Various opinions have emerged: some say Geijin is a naval front man, while others say he's just a tourist attraction.

Some media outlets even compiled data and made a ranking, stating that this small fleet could rank 89th among the world's navies and could destroy the navies of 100 small countries.

Even more absurd is the claim that Gekkin is "the company with the second largest navy in history," with Pepsi being the first.

At least a few years ago, Pepsi had a modern fleet that ranked seventh in the world, much larger than Gatling Bull.

As for the Japanese media, they were even more excited, as the Twin Moons had been confirmed to be a copy of the Agano-class, while the Agano-class Yahagi sank with the Yamato.

Now that Yamato and Yahagi have appeared, it almost makes people doubt that the true line of the Combined Fleet is in Tokyo.

The joint defense fleet, which was invincible against patrol boats and fishing boats, was severely hampered when facing modern forces and had to disperse.

Three destroyers continued to protect the fishing boats, while the Twin Moons approached Luzon under the guise of fishing boats to attract attention.

The arrival of jet reconnaissance forces also triggered an upgrade phase. Two Type 051 destroyers, which had been preparing for this for a long time, have already set sail, and the naval aviation's JH-7 fighter-bombers have also made a brief appearance.

Overall, however, when it comes to modern weapons, our side is at a complete disadvantage.

The Twin Moons won't be able to stay idle for long. Right now, they're harassing us with aircraft, but Tang Wen is confident that the US warships are on their way out of port.

To avoid escalating the situation, the two-month-old aircraft made a high-profile return on the third day, aiming to minimize its presence.

……

LV2 Shipyard.

Tang Wen used up almost all his accumulated experience and quietly began construction on the authentic French Tier VII heavy cruiser Algeria.

Beside it, a newly built torpedo destroyer was being pulled out of the dock.

While also using the Wenming ship's hull as a template, Tang Wen crammed two six-cell 610mm torpedo launchers onto its central axis.

It is specifically designed to launch the modified Type 93 heavy torpedo with a range of 8 kilometers, and automatically reloads every 60 seconds.

Thanks to Tang Yi's design, the Type 93 torpedo also developed a submarine-launched capability, which can be adjusted between 0 and -15 meters.

Unlike traditional torpedo destroyers, this ship's two torpedo launchers are enclosed by a sealed structure, with only the launch ports on both sides exposed, and the internal structure is not visible.

In fact, its weapon systems were also directly sealed off to cover up the unscientific event of Force-loaded torpedoes.

It is currently unnamed and numbered Fishery Joint Defense 404. It is only commanded by the system's captain and a few honest sailors from the village who are not very educated, and they do not handle torpedo launchers.

Although theoretically ammunition was unlimited, Tang Wen still set the carrying capacity according to the maximum volume, and then built a Class I bridge-built transport ship, No. 405, specifically to transport Type 93 modified torpedoes as supplies.

In theory, the two ships could carry 400 Type 93 heavy torpedoes, fully utilizing their maximum displacement, making them incredibly powerful.

These two ships will arrive at Ren'ai Reef quietly, without making a big fuss.

drip-

Tang Wen answered the phone and heard A Sheng's voice:
"Boss, everyone's here!"

……

Great Bay.

The scenic area is closed for expansion, and large areas are fenced off by construction teams carrying out construction work.

Ah Sheng chartered two buses and made several trips to bring all the active groups related to the car trading company to the airport runway. Setting up a few hundred people was nothing to him. At least half of them were initially reluctant to come; after all, they usually just played pool, picked up girls, or went to internet cafes to play games—collecting protection money was definitely easier than being a sailor.

But Ah Sheng, who had a new backer, didn't care about any of that. Hearing that the boss was short of people, he immediately gave a death order to arrest someone.

Whether it was a junior or a junior's junior, as long as they didn't have a proper job but had some strength, they were all packed up and sent over.

The hundreds of energetic and unruly individuals were anything but well-behaved. Upon arriving at the airport, some grumbled, while others arrogantly shouted, "Tang Wen is nothing!" They were ready to incite others to make a big scene.

After all, they were brought here in batches, and now they actually have a numerical advantage, making a great commotion.

Ah Sheng's authority wasn't enough to convince hundreds of people; a few reprimands only provoked a stronger backlash.

It's unclear who started it, but someone shouted "Damn it!" which instantly sparked a heated argument, and the atmosphere became extremely tense, almost spiraling out of control.

"Ah Sheng, what are you doing? Don't you have any brotherhood at all?!"

"They won't sell us out, will they...?"

"We only recognize Brother Tiger. Where is Brother Tiger? I want to see Brother Tiger!"

"I only recognize Boss Tiger!"

"Brother Tiger!"

"Brother Tiger!"

Because it was a transitional period and people's hearts were unsettled, the calls quickly turned into calls to bring Wang Hu back.

Ah Sheng's back was already soaked with sweat, and he became frightened in this situation.

"Woo——"

The deep rumble in the sky suddenly intensified, and the ground was instantly covered by a shadow.

The thugs, who had just been furious, looked up and saw a B-25 diving at high speed approaching.

Many of them had seen the air show at the scenic area before—but they didn't see any fire when they saw it last time.

It's Lao Gan Ma roaring.

The two M2 missiles in the nose of the plane were openly spitting out flames. Although the blank rounds only produced flashes and no warheads, they still terrified a group of people, who screamed and scattered in all directions.

But soon several ten-wheeled trucks with Type 92 heavy machine guns mounted on their roofs drove out from the corner, with workers wearing helmets gripping the handles expressionlessly.

These staff members are all dressed as NPCs when the scenic area is open. They have appeared like this before and tourists have climbed up to take photos with them, but now people avoid them like the plague.

The scattered crowd was quickly drawn together by the trucks, desperately squeezing inside.

The B-25 made three consecutive dives before finally landing gently on the runway.

Liu Dongfang jumped out of the cockpit and saw the water stains on the ground not far away. He was very satisfied with his driving skills just now.

Only then did a BMW 740 slowly drive in from the entrance and stop between two intersecting ten-wheeled trucks.

Tang Wen and a middle-aged man dressed in a late 19th-century Beiyang Navy uniform got off the bus.

Chen Quanrong, a C-class Tier 6 commander recruited with silver coins.

Chen Quanrong, still clinging to outdated notions of hierarchy, frowned slightly at the group of delinquents huddled together, some even visibly terrified, but still spoke to Tang Wen:
"Don't worry, Commander, I will make them grow up quickly."

After saying that, he walked to a truck, took down the shovel hanging on the truck bed, and took out a wooden stick as thick as a forearm bone and waved it around.

He understands training.

A dignified navy can't be so listless, but that's alright, he has plenty of spirit.

The stick is a tool for instilling a spirit.

(End of this chapter)