What the hell is a private enterprise?

Chapter 630 They really have

"Segino, make Tang Wen stop right now!"

Bert and Smith waved rather rudely at the table in front of him, leaving Sergio somewhat confused:
Why does the Empire seem more anxious than we are?
The empire was certainly anxious. For the empire, whether the South Seas were in chaos or not was irrelevant, but it was essential to ensure that there was no external interference.

As a result, the Prism Building was on high alert everywhere, and even the Australian Navy was generally not allowed to come in and cause trouble. But who knew that Geigin would make a big move without making a sound.

Now that things have come to this point, the most urgent task is to get the maritime joint defense team to stop. As long as they return to port now, the situation and subsequent developments can be kept under control.

Bert has already made arrangements for Sergio's next steps:
"First, immediately send people to find and protect all the staff trapped in the school, especially those who may have escaped; try to bribe them if possible."

Second, immediately stop the rioters from vandalizing and burning shops... at least the shops owned by Chinese people must not be burned, otherwise the second squadron of three battleships will come to Jakarta!
Third, no matter what, send all your flying equipment to Sulawesi, along with air defense forces and radar to monitor their movements.

Fourth, arrest Lec immediately and make that damned idiot sign a confession, quick!

However, Sergio looked embarrassed:
"Sorry, that's not possible."

"Which one can't you do? Tell us and we'll help you."

"None of them can be done."

Bert slapped his forehead:
"It's not for you to do, but to tell the authorities that this is Prism Building's intention."

"I know, but it still can't be done."

Sergio explained with a pained expression:
“First, we can’t control the local area, and it would take at least a day or two to send troops—unless we get Luke involved; second, we don’t have enough manpower to arrest the rioters right now… You know, doing this is like plugging a pressure cooker that’s already depressurized—it’ll explode!”

Bert took a deep breath. The bottom line of this land had been refreshed once again. He suppressed the urge to give up and run away, covered his face, and thought quickly. Suddenly, he thought of something and said urgently:
"Okay, just one, just one! Within today, no, within 12 hours, before 6 PM today, you absolutely, positively must not bow down to Gaijin."

Sergio was even more confused. Bert had been the one who had calmed him down before, so why wasn't he being allowed to calm down now?

How can this so-called think tank contradict itself?
Although Bert was furious, he could only explain:

“Previously, if you had compromised, you would have only lost money and face, which would have left the Gaijin fleet with no reason to persuade them to turn back. But now it’s too late. The Gaijin warships are about to arrive. It’s pointless for you to try to negotiate with them verbally. We need a higher level to intervene.”

Serginho's eyes lit up:
"Advanced intervention? Are they celestial soldiers?"

"Yes, and not only that, it will be a higher-level joint force."

Sergio was overjoyed:
"Great! As long as the UN General Assembly is on our side, what are those mere fake warships from Gaijin?"

"Wrong, the allied forces are here to deal with you!"

"what?"

Seeing the dumbfounded Sergio, Bert explained fiercely:
"Your mess has already been leaked. Only by settling this matter before Gekin does we prevent them from interfering. Let the Allied Forces arrest Lec and rescue the trapped staff. This will give us ample reason to refuse the approach of the naval defense force!"

They have a noble cause, so we should take the initiative to use that noble cause!
Even if Prism Building reacts at top speed, it will take at least 10 hours for the airborne troops to reach Sulawesi. During this time, you must withstand any pressure!

Sergio was shocked. If he did this, he might have driven Geigin away, but he would have brought the issue of the tiramisu directly to the international stage, which would make him a laughing stock.

Is this something he could agree to?

He quickly said he couldn't make the decision, but Bert ignored him and went out to contact his superiors.

Smith, who witnessed the whole thing, was stunned for a long time before he came to his senses and seemed to be deep in thought:
Cultured people are indeed more sophisticated; they are definitely better than someone who only knows how to fight and kill.

……

Prism Building
Following the aroma of pizza, Rams slumped into the Joint Chiefs of Staff building, his brow furrowed as he watched the crowd wolfing down their food.
That damn Gaijin made the Prism Building staff work overtime from before dawn until now, and only now are they ordering some vegetarian fast food to tide them over.

Damn!

He couldn't help but look at Johnson:
"Why, why did the USS Benfold follow the maritime defense team for a full five hours and accomplish nothing? That's the navy's most powerful capital ship."

Johnson had already prepared his explanation:

"Because it is performing a job that is not its own, sir. The appearance of the Maritime Joint Defense Force was completely outside the Navy's plans. Our lads cannot fire. In terms of hull alone, it is not even as good as a destroyer from fifty years ago."

Rams knew this all too well, but he painfully clutched his forehead:

"Of course I know. I know that modern warships have long since abandoned armor protection and that's the right thing to do. The real combat power of the naval joint defense force is nothing."

But just now at the press conference, I had to tell the reporters in person that the USS Benfold couldn't do anything, and the President would also question why a super battleship worth hundreds of millions of dollars was powerless.

"I don't need reasons, I need solutions." "Then give Pepsi a more powerful fleet and sell Missouri to them, sending them to the Far East."

Everyone looked toward the source of the sound, which was Brest, an expert from the think tank.

"Okay, just kidding, but unless we disband the Maritime Defense Force, we have to think of ways to deploy battleships in the South China Sea. We can't let the Nimitz-class destroyers go head-to-head with battleships."

Rams gets furious whenever this topic is mentioned:

"That damned Tang! The maritime joint defense team is full of dangerous goods, but we can't do anything about him."

"Because they really do contain dangerous materials, and even the license and patent for A4 were authorized by Congress for McDonnell Douglas to sell."

Brest knew he had made a mistake as soon as he finished speaking, so he quickly lowered his head and focused on showing off his pizza.

The members of the Joint Chiefs of Staff also lowered their heads, because Tang Wen and Gai Jin had very special identities, and they even openly engaged in legitimate arms trade with the permission of Congress. If they were to use this to their advantage, they would feel like they were shooting themselves in the foot.

With the other party now holding the moral high ground, they were at a loss for what to do for the time being.

Fortunately, Bert's suggestion came at this moment, which immediately made the Joint Chiefs of Staff put down the pizza.

Brest and Tom immediately realized that the plan was quite feasible. As long as the joint forces could rush to the rescue, the legal basis of the maritime joint defense force would naturally fall apart!

However, someone raised a question:

"But there are no joint forces nearby, and the UN General Assembly authorization will take at least a day."

"Who said no?"

Like grasping at a straw, Rams was unwilling to give up such a good plan. After thinking quickly, he called Kazimirz for advice, who immediately gave him a solution.

After hanging up the phone, Rams immediately said confidently:
"Have the Marines on Guandao change their insignia to UN peacekeeping symbols, and have Australia do the same, preparing for an airborne landing!"

"There doesn't seem to be a joint force organization there, and there certainly aren't any arm patches either."

"Then make it right now! Even just drawing one on is fine! Forget about authorization, they are already authorized!"

Rams roared in frustration, and the Joint Chiefs of Staff swiftly approved Bert's plan.

……

November 4th at 5am.

Today is Qingming Festival. Tang Wen originally wanted to disappear under the guise of burning paper money for Tang Laosan, but no matter what, he couldn't get his wish.

Old Zhang was unhappy. The navy had been on guard all night but hadn't received a single piece of news. He thought the first detachment had really made it south smoothly.

I only found out from the international news early this morning that the first squad and the USS Benfold had been engaged in a high-intensity confrontation for the rest of the night!
The news was released by an international media outlet from Luzon, which recklessly chartered a sightseeing plane to approach the scene and take photos. The photos captured the moment when the HMS Benfold was attempting to force the HMS Yorktown, HMS Kongo, HMS Yahagi, and HMS Justice to stop. The five warships were in the same frame, but the fact that the Benfold was surrounded in the middle created some ambiguity.
Why does it look more like the first squad is flanking the Benfold?
Although the article was removed shortly after it was published and replaced with another comparison photo of the Benfold and the smaller Justice, it was too late.

The whole world was in an uproar. Tang Wen and his "fleet of figurines" were no secret, and the media often joked about it, but when this scene actually happened, everyone was extremely shocked.

Especially since the photo happened to capture the Yorktown launching its A4 catapult; anyone who didn't know better would really think it was Navy!
What's even more outrageous is that the Kongo and Yorktown are mortal enemies in the Pacific Ocean, yet we can still see them in the same frame and on the same side in our lifetime.
Even if you were to Photoshop out the USS Benfold and the A4 fighter jet in the center, it could be perfectly placed in historical archives to pass for the real thing.

Meanwhile, various military experts emerged to provide reasoned and evidence-based analyses of the combat capabilities of the Maritime Joint Defense Force and the Zhawa, concluding that they were... evenly matched!
After all, in terms of sheer strength on paper, although the latter has missiles, they are fewer in number and relatively outdated, so they might actually be evenly matched.

Even so, it is still quite shocking that the maritime joint defense team suddenly revealed a fact to the world:

It turns out that the world can be so diverse.

The global public, who were originally focused on the answer, were now completely misled, and the whole thing inexplicably took a dramatic turn.

As for Tang Wen... he became incredibly famous.

Especially on domestic BBS platforms, netizens were frantically forwarding that photo.

It should be noted that although the domestic navy has become extremely wealthy, it has not yet reached the threshold of going global. However, Gekin has taken the lead in completing this step, and even the Imperial Navy was caught off guard. The grievances of the past few years have been greatly released at this moment.

The person in question found that wherever he went, he was met with enthusiastic stares from passersby and gained a large following of middle-aged fans.

While Tang Wen was making excuses to avoid contact with Prism Building and trying to put pressure on Zhuawa as soon as possible to release the next piece of evidence, a group of people he never expected found him.

It's Australia. The only way to contact him was through the 802.11 WLAN protocol group, a roundabout way of secretly passing information to him:
Go for it! Go for it! We support you!

(End of this chapter)