What the hell is a private enterprise?

Chapter 633 Extreme Pressure
万鸭
The first detachment has completely taken control of the Sulawesi region.

At 8 a.m., five destroyers arrived at Manya Port, a major city and trading hub in Sulawesi, where many international cargo ships witnessed the event.

After noon, except for HMS Yorktown and HMS Yahagi, which remained 150 kilometers offshore and stopped advancing, warships including the battleship Kongo had directly pressed towards Manga.

One super-dreadnought battleship, three light cruisers, and five destroyers—a fairly classic main fleet configuration, which was not common even half a century ago.

Since Sulawesi was not yet in the combat zone, all the cargo ships coming and going saw this formidable naval force, and photos of it were soon circulated.

The Mandalay authorities were under unimaginable pressure. They had hoped the Air Force would expel the aircraft, but the two Hawk jets were chased and harassed by the A4s and soon had to leave in disgrace.

Lec, as the highest-ranking commander in the area, attempted to gather some counter-offensive forces, only to find, to his dismay, that there was nothing there.

There was absolutely nothing on the surface; apart from some patrol boats, there were no official warships available to be deployed, and soldiers were deserting every minute of every second.

These unassuming soldiers may not have known how strong the first squad was, but they were acutely aware of how incompetent they were, and even the officers led the way in deserting.

At 13 p.m., a Sikorsky S76 landed directly in Wan Ya, and was immediately surrounded by Lec's men.

Surprisingly, the first person to get off was... a foreigner?

Allison jumped out of the helicopter and had to admit that the S76 Comfort version was far superior to the CH47 as a commercial helicopter. It was just that Sikorsky was too slow in delivery, and only three were delivered before departure.

Chen Quanrong followed Allison down. The two ignored the menacing soldiers around them and strode out of the rotor's range to look around.

The seven or eight sailors who followed acted as bodyguards. They were wearing Gaijin uniforms and appeared unarmed, but despite the hot weather, they were bundled up in their coats, indicating that they were not unprepared.

Just within their sight, a large group of people were running towards them, carrying all sorts of things in their hands.

As the crowd rushed forward and was stopped by Lecce's bodyguards, an elderly man at the front, holding a small notebook, cried out:
"The royal army, the royal army has finally arrived! For four hundred years, no navy in the Central Plains has ever reached this place!"

The others behind him were shouting similar things. Chen Quanrong took a few steps closer, and the old man, seeing his pure white uniform, immediately said:

"My ancestors came here with the navy during the Longqing era. Four hundred and thirty years later, we were fortunate enough to see the navy of the great nation again here. There is a family genealogy to prove it!"

As he spoke, he threw the family tree over, and Tang Wen, who was in Chen Quanrong's field of vision, was also stunned when he saw this scene.

Looking up again, I saw the rest of the local Chinese holding up hastily made welcome banners.

At this moment, Lec finally rushed over in a fit of rage to drive the people away, but was blocked by the sailors. Several times he wanted to take action, but then he remembered the battleships that were so close by and forced himself to hold back.

The Chinese people who were blocked from seeing this scene cheered and celebrated.

Regardless of the identity of the first squad, as news of their approach spread, the local chaos visibly subsided. And when news spread that someone in Wanya had spotted the snail-shaped fighter jet, many people with guilty consciences fled inland.

Upon receiving the news, the Chinese stopped hiding in fear and flocked to Wan Ya. On the way, they immediately noticed a change in the way the locals looked at them, a treatment they had never received before.

Among those who came ashore with the helicopter was a sailor from the Transformation System, who took the opportunity to grab a camera and snap a series of photos.

Although there were many other people filming in Wan Ya Port, he could immediately find an opportunity to transmit the footage to Tang Wen, which was faster than 5G.

If this photo is simply posted out there, wouldn't it become a symbol of righteousness?

Lec finally couldn't hold back any longer and rudely stepped forward to grab Chen Quanrong:
"this……"

"My surname is Chen, Chen Quanrong, and I am the captain of the first detachment of the maritime joint defense team."

"Captain Chen...can you explain Gaijin's conditions now?"

Chen Quanrong:
"Open up the airspace over Sulawesi and allow our helicopters to carry out rescue operations in Bitung County. Everything else is up to Jadaga to decide."

Lec: "Opening the airspace also requires Jadaga's order, and we are organizing a rescue operation."

Chen Quanrong remained silent, only tilting his head slightly as he looked at him:
You didn't say that a few days ago. Didn't you decide to enter a state of emergency with just one sentence?

Lec wanted to ask Gekin how he planned to deal with him, but he couldn't bring himself to say it.

If he could, he really wanted to arrest these people in front of him immediately, but the damned King Kong was only a kilometer away, and even if he gave the order, the soldiers would be too afraid to obey. Chen Quanrong took out the photos of the school auditorium buried under the rubble again:

“You say you are organizing rescue efforts, but just an hour ago our secret reporter told us that the area is still in ruins and no rescue has been carried out.”

"I'll go and arrest that reporter right now."

Lec thought to himself that the local order had completely collapsed, especially after the first team approached and all the personnel on duty ran away. How could they possibly think about search and rescue?
Seeing that his coaxing was ineffective, he tried to stall, but Chen Quanrong (Tang Wen) pointed to the people who were still weeping and welcoming the royal army:
"General, we have paid a heavy price to form the First Division and come here, and we will fulfill their wishes."

Meanwhile, in the west, the second detachment, even stronger than the first, has arrived in Jataka to begin negotiations. And if you have any concerns about yourself, I can assure you that this is not part of Gaijin's negotiations.

As Chen Quanrong spoke, he subtly shifted his position, aligning his body with the nine warships behind him.

"..."

Lec's eyes were bloodshot. The pressure from the maritime defense team made it hard for him to breathe. He had never faced such extreme pressure while standing in the port.

He was now absolutely certain that the Yadaga forces were facing an even larger fleet, and he was almost certain that none of them were tough, and that the Western Fleet had at most one or two mobile frigates.

He was absolutely certain that his refusal was meaningless and might even bring about his downfall sooner.

He was absolutely convinced that Gaijin, a company that dared to organize a fleet to travel nearly 2000 kilometers overnight, was unprecedented. If it could even control an aircraft carrier, what else couldn't it do?

Allison's white face was the last straw. He thought of the A4 flying in the sky, which was even officially imported from the United States, and the helicopter next to him was a legitimate export from Sikorsky.

That's right. Even the University of Tokyo doesn't have aircraft carriers. Gaijin and the Empire have unclear ties. With the latter's help, Gaijin has mastered carrier-based aircraft technology. In fact, Tang Wen is the de facto second-in-command of the FCC!

He finally turned to look at his personal guards, whose faces seemed to say, "Don't break off relations" and "You'd better back down."

"Alright, in my capacity as Supreme Commander, I am lifting the state of emergency in Sulawesi. Since we are unable to organize a rescue operation, I am allowing Gekin to bring back his staff in accordance with Article 74 and granting him temporary airspace clearance. I also express my sympathy and sorrow for the tragedy that has occurred."

"Okay, please issue the order formally via broadcast or telegram to avoid any unnecessary misunderstandings."

Chen Quanrong remained calm, unaware that Tang Wen, who was controlling him, was already pounding his heart.

The extreme pressure had already trapped him as well. Just now, while Lec was thinking, his brain was already racing, considering what would happen if he failed. He was gambling too.
Due to the severe information lag and the rapid passage of time, the Empire was unable to intervene. I bet that the naval joint defense force was truly determined to fight at all costs, and that they were just cowards who were all bark and no bite.

At 13:50 p.m., Lec resigned himself to his fate and first issued an internal telegram. When he was about to broadcast it, he was informed that Wanya's broadcasting station had been burned down... To be honest, Lec felt a little lucky.

However, Chen Quanrong immediately took him on a helicopter and landed him on the Kongo. On the bridge, he read out orders on multiple frequencies through the battleship's high-powered radio and ordered the broadcasting station that Sulawesi could hear and was still operating to immediately relay and repeat them!
Meanwhile, the USS Yorktown continued to launch aircraft, with six more A4Es penetrating into Sulawesi airspace to reach Bitung County and provide escort in the surrounding area, allowing the two CH-47Cs moored on the carrier to take off with their crews to prepare for the rescue operation.

When fighter jets and helicopters bearing huge golden snail logos flew over the land, even those who hadn't received the broadcast understood what was happening, and the unrest in the entire area miraculously and quickly subsided.

However, at this moment, many people broke down.

The first to be breached was the USS Benfold, which was the first to receive the broadcast. This destroyer awkwardly carried out its surveillance mission all the way, and when the interference proved ineffective, it secretly turned it off. Who knew that less than an hour after the Kongo arrived in Wanya, the Lecce could not withstand it on its own?
No?

Moen couldn't understand it at all. Did the Kongo dare to fire its cannons? Besides, he was quite certain that the A4 that took off was not carrying any weapons, and the SBD posed no threat whatsoever!

To be honest, if the first squadron were to sail to Pearl Harbor or even New York, believe me, the Imperial Navy would remain completely unmoved. The entire naval defense force combined wouldn't pose the slightest threat; they might even be eager to go aboard and buy tickets for a tour.

But Lec just chickened out like that, even embarrassing himself on the radio?!
Seeing the planes on the Yorktown continuously heading towards land, Moen immediately knew that something was wrong. The Maritime Defense Force had successfully landed right under his nose. Was he going to be completely wiped out by Prism Building?
HMS Benfold immediately warned that the no-fly zone would continue or jamming would begin, but the naval defense team ignored it, only pressing the Yahagi even closer and slightly rotating the two bow turrets.

Damn!

……

The broadcast from the Kongo was received and spread rapidly throughout almost the entire South Pacific. When Rams learned of it, he was so angry that he almost fainted.

Yadaga was still holding on, but Sulawesi suddenly lay down first. What happened?

The other parties were also stunned and unable to comment when they received the news. The only good thing was that the General Assembly immediately approved the humanitarian crisis declaration just 30 minutes later and authorized the deployment of joint forces!

(End of this chapter)