Changjin Lake: From Xinxingli to Seoul

Chapter 283 Wu Wanli Receives Double the Rong Family Donation for the Development of a Great Power's Navy! The Infinite Submarine Project!

On the western waters of the Korean Peninsula, aboard the Chinese Navy flagship, the aircraft carrier Wanli.

"Commander Xiao, although we now possess the powerful Dongfanghong battleship, the might of its giant ships and cannons is indeed very inspiring."

"However, naval battles in the Pacific have proven that the future direction of development should be carrier-based aircraft."

"However, the foundation of our new China is too weak, and it is really difficult to vigorously develop aircraft carriers and carrier-based aircraft."

"Under these circumstances, the unlimited submarine program would be very cost-effective for China."

Wu Wanli looked at Xiao Zhenhua and said sincerely.

"The Infinite Submarine Project..."

"This reminds me of the Germans' unlimited submarine attack tactics, which were actually enough to temporarily blockade Britain, which was then known as the world's number one navy."

"This certainly proves the role of submarines in naval warfare, and the most crucial factor is indeed their low cost, as you mentioned."

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha……"

"To be realistic, even if submarines are relatively cheap, our existing infrastructure makes it difficult to develop them on a large scale..."

"After all, Western navies have been developing for so many years, and even submarine technology has been updated and iterated too much."

"To catch up, we need talent, capital, and technology."

"These things were sorely lacking for the newly established People's Republic of China, which had only been founded for a little over a year..."

Xiao Zhenhua sighed and said helplessly.

"The newly established People's Republic of China, which had been founded just over a year ago..."

Wu Wanli murmured these words, feeling a mix of emotions.

"We were poor and backward, and everything was in need of rebuilding."

When these eight characters appeared in the history textbook, Wu Wanli, a time traveler in his previous life, did not have much insight into them.

But now that he is living in the early days of the People's Republic of China, he has come to realize how difficult things have been for his predecessors.

Just as the two remained silent, burdened by an immense weight in their hearts, a light yet rhythmic sound of footsteps came from the entrance to the deck.

A faint, cool, and unique body fragrance instantly broke the heavy atmosphere.

A noble-looking young woman walked in, accompanied by several capable-looking and vigilant attendants.

The eyes of several naval soldiers on duty nearby were instantly drawn to it, their eyes filled with amazement and admiration.

Her face was exquisitely beautiful, her skin as white as snow, yet her brows carried a rare air of heroism and a hint of aloofness that was hard to approach.

"Miss Rong Xuening of the Rong family donated the transport ships that landed in Pingze this time."

"I don't know why, but this young lady is very interested in military matters and begged the Rong family patriarch to let her come and take notes."

"It is said that after the inspection, there are plans to make targeted donations to the navy and the military industry."

As Rong Xuening approached, Xiao Zhenhua introduced her to Wu Wanli in a low voice.

"So she's the daughter of the God of Wealth..."

Upon hearing this, Wu Wanli nodded slightly.

During the Korean War, the Rong family also donated seven fighter jets to the Chinese People's Volunteer Army.

Later, he made great contributions to the development of the real economy in the new China and was the first example of establishing industry.

"Comrade Wu Wanli, I have long admired your name, I never expected to meet you today."

"I heard that the aircraft carrier we stand on was stolen by you and named after you."

"And I heard that you previously led your troops to capture the capital of the puppet state of Han?"

"You've achieved fame at a young age, but it's a pity you're in the army now; it seems we won't be able to see each other often."

Rong Xuening's voice was clear and pleasant, with a hint of soft Wu dialect accent, as she extended her hand and smiled.

"It's just an empty title; it's the result of the bloodshed and sacrifice of countless comrades, not the achievement of one person alone."

"Miss Rong, it's a pleasure to meet you."

Wu Wanli responded modestly and naturally extended his hand.

"Miss, you haven't shaken hands with anyone before, isn't that a bit inappropriate?"

At this moment, a middle-aged butler standing nearby widened his eyes upon seeing this, took a step closer, and whispered a reminder.

Upon hearing this, Wu Wanli frowned slightly and slowly withdrew his hand that was about to clasp his.

"The Qing Dynasty is long gone, why hold onto those feudal ideas?"

"Comrade Wu Wanli, you are the first person to shake my hand."

"No... I should say that I was fortunate enough to shake hands with the young hero who conquered Seoul, the capital of a country."

"Even if the Rong family has a lot of money and assets, it can't compare to your achievements."

Rong Xuening took a step closer, her face slightly flushed, and tightly grasped Wu Wanli's hand as she spoke.

"Miss, you..."

The butler stared wide-eyed as Wu Wanli shook Rong Xuening's delicate hand, his mind going completely blank.

"its not right!"

"Miss Rong is so feudal and conservative when dealing with other naval officers, how come she's suddenly becoming so tolerant of progressive women!"

Xiao Zhenhua looked at Rong Xuening with some surprise, then at Wu Wanli, and thought to himself.

"Dad said that he will listen to me on this trip."

"Moreover, he also greatly admires Comrade Wu Wanli. Don't embarrass yourselves here, all of you may leave."

Rong Xuening looked at the others in her group, her expression returning to its icy state, and said in a chilling tone.

"Yes!"

Upon hearing this, the butler and the others glanced at Wu Wanli, sighed, and walked away into the distance.

"Miss Rong, is it really necessary to hold hands for so long?"

Wu Wanli felt the soft, boneless hands clenching tightly around his hand and said softly.

"I'm sorry, I didn't notice."

"That was just a minor incident, but I happened to overhear that the navy needs funding and personnel for its development."

"This is precisely the mission that the Rong family allowed me to undertake."

"I wonder how much funding Comrade Wu Wanli and Chief Xiao think the Navy's future development will require, and what kind of talent is most urgently needed?"

Rong Xuening looked at Wu Wanli with some surprise and asked in a low voice.

She was very confident in her appearance, figure, and temperament, but she didn't expect that Wu Wanli wouldn't even glance at her, instead gazing intently at the distant warship.

It was as if... the vast ocean and its endless journey were far more attractive to him than a beautiful woman.

"This……"

“Miss Rong, this concerns the future development of the Navy. I need to call a meeting to come up with a preliminary budget and plan.”

Xiao Zhenhua's eyes lit up upon hearing this, but he began to make some plans in his mind.

We can't ask for too much, after all, the Rong family doesn't turn stones into gold, and asking for too much would seem like asking for the moon.

They can't ask for too little either. The navy is terrified of poverty, and it's a rare opportunity that the Rong family is willing to donate and help.

"Okay, Chief Xiao, then you can go ahead and drive. Comrade Wu Wanli and I won't bother you any longer."

"After the meeting, just show me the budget proposals. I'll listen to Comrade Wu Wanli's future plans, and then write a report to the Rong family."

Rong Xuening bowed slightly to Xiao Zhenhua politely.

"what?"

"Oh... okay, no problem!"

Seeing Rong Xuening's polite request to be alone, Xiao Zhenhua, not being a fool, quickly smiled and agreed, then walked out.

"Commander Xiao, I only have a few humble opinions on naval development, nothing like your expertise..."

Upon hearing this, Wu Wanli was slightly taken aback and quickly turned to Xiao Zhenhua for help.

"Kid... it doesn't matter whether you like Miss Rong or not, but remember to coax more donations out of the navy!"

"For the sake of the great cause of the motherland's navy, I beg you."

When Xiao Zhenhua passed by Wu Wanli, he leaned closer and whispered something to him before hurrying away.

Depend on!
I, Wu Wanli, am willing to risk my life for my country, but I will not sell myself!

And what's the story with Miss Rong?

I, Wu Wanli, do have some achievements to my name...

He captured the puppet capital of South Korea, seized aircraft carriers and battleships, and assumed the honorary title of Vice Minister of National Defense of North Korea.

However... at best, this might satisfy the Rong family, but it's absolutely impossible for Rong Xuening to fall in love with her.

"Comrade Wu Wanli, I'm sorry..."

Seeing Xiao Zhenhua walk away, Rong Xuening put away her admiring expression towards Wu Wanli, her face regaining its cold and aloof demeanor as she spoke softly.

Why apologize?

"We soldiers are incredibly grateful that your family is donating to help the Navy."

Wu Wanli paused for a moment, suddenly sensing that there was something hidden, but still probed normally.

"Comrade Wu Wanli, I don't want to lie to you."

"To be honest, after hearing about your deeds, I admire and like you a lot."

"But I don't like you. I was just putting on an act for them."

"If this has made you uncomfortable, I can clarify it right now."

Rong Xuening sighed and said.

"I don't feel unwell, but something seems strange. Could you tell me why?"

Wu Wanli smelled the salty sea breeze and looked at the aloof and noble girl beside him, asking a question.

As Rong Xue listened to Wu Wanli's question, her previously feigned strong and aloof face was instantly wet with tears.

“My family…my father…arranged a marriage for me.”

"The other party is the young master of another wealthy merchant family...their family background is indeed illustrious...but..."

She sobbed, her voice breaking into a soft, suppressed sob that she stopped mid-sentence.

"That's a fat pig who only knows how to indulge in debauchery and leads a dissolute life!"

"I felt utterly disgusted after seeing his picture and hearing about him! I don't want to ruin the rest of my life like this!"

"That's why I used you as an excuse..."

“I told my family…you are the only one in my heart…I only admire true heroes like you who serve the country and its people…”

"Among your peers who were teenagers, only your photo was published in the newspaper, and your name resounded on the battlefield and even throughout the world."

“I…I at least have genuine admiration and affection for you, which is a thousand times better than those other ‘young masters’ that were forced upon me.”

Rong Xuening raised her tear-streaked eyelashes, looked at the puzzled young hero before her, and mustered her last bit of courage to confess.

Upon hearing this, Wu Wanli's tall frame stiffened slightly.

Looking at the girl in front of him, her face streaked with tears, all her reserve gone, leaving only helplessness and resistance, he finally understood the rebellion behind her earlier statement, "The Qing Dynasty is long gone."

Not only towards the housekeeper, but also towards that invisible giant hand that was trying to control her destiny.

A moment of silence enveloped the ship, broken only by the sound of waves crashing against its hull and the sea breeze.

"I see……"

"Were you so vehemently criticizing feudal ideology and scolding your steward because you were angry about your fate of being used as a tool in a political marriage?"

Wu Wanli sighed, his expression a mixture of understanding and complex emotions.

Rong Xuening suddenly looked up at him, her teary eyes reflecting surprise and a deeper sense of agitation.

She never expected that this young general, who was said to be both wise and brave on the battlefield, would also be so perceptive and able to understand her predicament so quickly beyond appearances.

"you……"

"No wonder...no wonder I developed feelings for you."

"Comrade Wu Wanli, it is truly rare to find someone who can understand my thoughts so quickly under these circumstances."

She sobbed, unable to speak for a moment, before finally letting out a soft sigh.

At this moment, that admiration was indeed subtly mixed with a touch of genuine closeness born from understanding and resonance.

How can I help you?

Wu Wanli's voice was calm and steady, without much emotion, but it had already made his stance clear.

"Look, those people who traveled with me are definitely still secretly watching me..."

"There are even people sent by that fat man's family among them!"

"Now all we need to do is... all we need to do is let them see that we are really close... very close... even..."

Rong Xuening seemed to have grasped at a straw, and hurriedly lowered her voice, pointing to the shadow of the bridge not far away or some inconspicuous corner, and then stopped halfway through her sentence.

"For example, you could hug me... or... kiss me, that would be even better..."

“As long as we can confirm our relationship and get those people who are monitoring us to go back and spread the word, the man will definitely feel ashamed and won’t want to marry us.”

"My family... at least they won't pressure me anymore, considering someone as meritorious as you..."

Rong Xuening blushed, but she spoke out her determination to pursue her freedom.

Wu Wanli was deeply shaken!
Embrace?

Even kissing!?
This created a huge conflict with his long-standing principles, military discipline, and his pure desire to fight for his dreams.

"And...what about the future?"

"What will you do after I return home when the war ends?"

Wu Wanli subconsciously took a step back, his brows furrowed.

"If you want to..."

"If you don't mind, you can marry me."

"I'm telling you the truth, I'm not in love with anyone right now."

"But compared to marrying someone I utterly despise, being with you... at least I'm willing."

"I admire him and I have feelings for him. I think we have a chance to gradually develop our relationship in the future..."

“This is my honest opinion, not a deal.”

Rong Xuening looked directly at him, her eyes revealing a calm that followed resolve, as well as a hint of honest cruelty.

Upon hearing this, Wu Wanli fell silent.

There's no direct liking for melodramatic dramas, nor is there any reason for blindly following a beautiful woman in a wish-fulfillment novel.

Rong Xuening frankly expressed her current admiration and affection for Wu Wanli, but said she hadn't completely fallen in love with him yet.

However, given the choice of marrying a fat pig, she was even willing to marry Wu Wanli and then slowly cultivate their relationship later.

Those few seconds felt like an eternity on the deck.

He saw the almost desperate longing for freedom in her eyes, and he also thought of the incredibly heavy future of the navy.

What if... I say no?

Wu Wanli took a deep breath and spoke with difficulty, his voice tinged with disbelief.

Am I not pretty enough?

"Is it because the Rong family isn't wealthy enough that you look down on them?"

"I don't have a princess's temper, don't worry, I'll treat you gently."

"I can do this only for you, and I don't need to do it for others."

The light in Rong Xuening's eyes dimmed slightly, but she still asked in a low voice with unwavering stubbornness.

"Miss Rong, you are exceptionally beautiful, truly."

"Moreover, she possesses a cold elegance and aloof nobility that ordinary beauties lack."

"But I don't really like this kind of relationship, a choice that I can only accept under external pressure."

Wu Wanli shook his head and said.

"Comrade Wu Wanli, I respect your choice. You can refuse."

"But to be honest, your current performance has made me genuinely like you."

“You won’t take advantage of me just because I’m pretty and from a wealthy family. You have your principles and ideas.”

"This is excellent, just like the young hero I've always imagined!"

“This time it’s for real, I won’t lie to you, just like I just told you everything.”

"If you can't accept it right away, you can act with me first, and I'll find more opportunities to see you in the future."

"If you don't want to choose me after this war is over, I won't force you."

Rong Xuening's star-like eyes suddenly welled up with tears as she spoke softly.

"I……"

Looking at the girl who had been harmed by the arranged marriage, Wu Wanli felt a pang of pity and inner turmoil.

Now that he's gone, does it mean that the rich young lady who's been busy researching for the navy of a major power will be oppressed by a fat man like a pig and live an unhappy life?

“You can refuse, I understand. It’s too abrupt and unfair to you.”

"However, if you agree..."

Rong Xuening took a deep breath and threw out her real trump card, one that was enough to stir up her heart.

“If you agree to help me with this, I can guarantee it to the Rong family.”

"The budget for the future development of the navy, as proposed by Chief Xiao Zhenhua after the meeting, should be at least doubled!"

"We guarantee that your 'dream of a great power navy,' your unlimited submarine program, and even your aircraft carrier dream can be transformed from blueprints into reality much faster!"

Rong Xuening looked at Wu Wanli sincerely and said firmly.

Wu Wanli gasped, his body completely frozen in place!

Double the budget?

This will undoubtedly be the most important cornerstone for China's grand dream of becoming a great naval power!
He could almost hear the roar of his dreams and mission from the depths of his heart!

An unprecedented and fierce battle unfolded between immense temptation and inner struggle.

The brief struggle felt like an eternity. Finally, Wu Wanli abruptly turned around!

He no longer hesitated, no longer agonized over red tape and personal boundaries.

He strode forward, opened his strong arms, and pulled Rong Xuening's trembling body tightly into his embrace from behind!
Rong Xuening gasped in surprise at his sudden embrace, her body jolted violently, and then went completely limp.

She could clearly feel the warm and solid chest behind her, and feel the aura of soldiers and the flames of war enveloping her.

Nervousness, shyness, grievance, relief... countless emotions burst forth in an instant.

She closed her eyes, glistening tears still clinging to her thick eyelashes, and finally relaxed completely, letting herself sink into the embrace of this lifeline she had chosen herself.

For the first time, she opened her arms, clumsily yet obediently, and began to hug his rough but warm waist.

This was the first time in her life she had been hugged by a man, and also the first real hug she had chosen herself.

Wu Wanli gently rested his chin on the top of her head, his nose filled with her cool and unique body fragrance.

He looked at the girl in his arms, who was trembling slightly from crying and nervousness, with heartache, and the shock in his heart had not subsided.

What transcends romantic love is a grander and deeper compassion.

In this new era of rebuilding from scratch, how many families are still using the same outdated ideas to plan the lives of their children, and to stifle their emotions and freedom?

How many of them are like Rong Xuening in front of them, daring to resist and using their wisdom and resources to fight for even a little breathing space?
Almost at the same time!

In the shadow of the bridge not far away, the butler who had been dismissed earlier was standing with several other well-dressed attendants.

When the butler saw the tight embrace on the deck through the telescope, his eyes widened instantly, his eyeballs almost bulging out of their sockets!

"Boom!"

The binoculars slipped from his hand and fell onto the iron deck!

The expressions of the people next to him, including the one who was suspected to have been sent by the man's family, froze instantly, filled with extreme shock, astonishment, and disbelief!

“No… Impossible!!”

The butler screamed in shock, his voice trembling.

The representative from the obese young master's family turned ashen-faced instantly.

"How could that be? Doesn't Rong Xuening always maintain a polite and aloof demeanor towards all men?"

"Why is this happening!?"

His fists clenched so tightly they cracked, his eyes fixed on the two figures on the distant deck, his gaze burning with fury yet filled with a humiliating pallor.

"They...how dare they...it seems Miss Rong really has her heart set on this Wu Wanli..."

One of his attendants gasped in a low voice.

The cold iron plate beside the bridge seemed to reflect several shocked, panicked, and angry faces that were almost distorted.

Arranged marriages that oppressed women, financial donations for the dream of a great naval power... everything seemed to be getting better.

Just then, Xiao Zhenhua, who had just finished a short meeting, walked briskly back to the deck.

He clutched the draft budget list that he had just finalized with his staff tightly in his hand, his face showing both anticipation for the future of the navy and a hint of trepidation that "too little might not be enough, and too much might scare away potential investors."

"Miss Rong, we..."

Before Xiao Zhenhua could finish speaking, his feet seemed to be nailed to the iron deck.

In the afterglow of the setting sun, beside the bridge of the Wanli, the beautiful and aloof young lady of the Rong family, who had always maintained a cool and distant demeanor and was polite to everyone but kept a great distance, was now nestled tightly in Wu Wanli's arms!
Wu Wanli's tall figure completely enveloped her, while her slender arms were wrapped around Wu Wanli's waist and back!

The impact of this scene was no less than when Xiao Zhenhua first saw the enemy's warships and giant cannons!

His eyes were wide open, his mouth was slightly agape, and his mind was completely blank.

The second half of the sentence, "We have discussed and listed out the budget that requires your donation," was stuck in his throat.

"My God..."

"They hugged? They really hugged?!"

"I was just joking with him to ask him to help with funding, and this kid... he's so efficient?!"

Xiao Zhenhua was shocked and could not move his feet. He could neither go forward nor retreat. He wished he could disappear immediately.

He stood stiffly not far away, unsure whether to stay or leave, his old face flushed red, more lively than the fiery clouds in the sky.

Just then, he saw the two people embracing seem to have noticed the commotion and their bodies stiffened.

Immediately afterwards, Rong Xuening, like a startled fawn, broke free from Wu Wanli's embrace.

She quickly turned her back and raised her hand, pretending to tidy her hair that had been ruffled by the sea breeze.

But Xiao Zhenhua clearly saw that her crystal-clear earlobes and the side of her neck were instantly covered with a shy blush, which spread all the way to the corners of her eyes.

"Commander Xiao... you're back."

Rong Xuening tried to make her voice sound calm, but it still trembled slightly.

She turned around, her face trying her best to remain calm, but the lingering blush and the remaining watery look in her eyes made her less aloof than she had been at first sight, and more lively and slightly awkward.

“Just now… the sea breeze was blowing so hard, it was really cold… Comrade Wu Wanli was nearby, so…” Her voice trailed off, and the reason for the “cold” seemed so flimsy that even she herself felt it was too weak.

Xiao Zhenhua was a cunning old fox; he could easily see how weak the excuse was, and quickly accepted it.

"what?"

"Oh! Yes, yes, yes!"

"The temperature difference between day and night at sea is huge, and the wind on deck is fierce! Miss Rong is dressed too lightly; she should... uh... keep warm!"

He chuckled awkwardly, touched his nose, and quickly handed over the draft budget, still warm from everyone's body heat, trying to deflect the terrible embarrassment.

“Um… Miss Rong, this is the preliminary budget for our navy’s future development and Comrade Wu Wanli’s ‘Unlimited Submarine Plan’… Please take a look.”

Rong Xuening took the list, her eyes scanning the densely packed items and totals, suppressing the chaos in her heart.

She read it very quickly, almost skimming through it, then looked up, her tone returning to its previous decisiveness with a hint of a young lady's aloofness.

But his gaze didn't immediately fall on Xiao Zhenhua. Instead, he quickly glanced at Wu Wanli, who was silent beside him, before returning to the draft.

"Too little."

She frowned slightly and drew a conclusion directly.

"what?"

Xiao Zhenhua was taken aback upon hearing this.

Although he thought the figure was acceptable after careful calculation, it was still a large sum!
“Naval construction is burning through money like water, not to mention Comrade Wu Wanli’s ‘infinite submarine’ project, which is even more resource-intensive.”

Rong Xuening's tone was resolute, and she pointed her finger forcefully at the total amount.

"Comrade Wu Wanli is right. Submarines are the most cost-effective option for us at this stage, but how can this budget be enough if we want to truly catch up with or even surpass the West?"

"Let the Rong family pay... double that amount!"

She paused, met Xiao Zhenhua's surprised and uncertain gaze, and made a promise that was enough to make his heart stop.

"Two...two times?!"

Xiao Zhenhua gasped, thinking he was hallucinating.

Before he could recover from the shock of the "hug" scene he had just seen, the promise of a doubled budget exploded in his mind like a bombshell.

"Miss Rong...you mean...twice?!"

Xiao Zhenhua rubbed his hands unconsciously, his lips trembling with excitement.

He seemed to see domestically built submarines, destroyers, cruisers, and even future domestically built aircraft carriers beckoning to him!
Other things might be a bit exaggerated, but with this money, there's no problem in producing a new generation of domestically made submarines for the People's Republic of China!

"Yes, double!"

“Our Rong family can afford to pay this money, and we are willing to pay it.”

Rong Xuening's voice was very calm, as if she were talking about a trivial matter.

"But... I have a small request."

She changed the subject, her tone becoming serious and solemn.

"Please speak! Miss Rong, please tell me everything!"

Upon hearing this, Xiao Zhenhua nodded quickly.

Let alone a small request, for the sake of this doubled budget, he would be happy to be the master of ceremonies and tie the red ribbon for Wu Wanli and Rong Xuening!
"What happened on deck today,"

Rong Xuening's gaze swept over Xiao Zhenhua, then fell very seriously on Wu Wanli, her voice lowered.

"I hope Chief Xiao can... keep the news under wraps."

Her cheeks seemed to flush slightly again, but her tone was unusually clear and firm.

“Especially within the military, Comrade Wu Wanli is a combat hero and the honorary vice minister of defense of North Korea, so his personal image is of great importance.”

“I do not want any unnecessary contact or rumors between him and me to be misunderstood or spread, affecting his reputation for focusing on the war and serving the country, or even damaging his image in the army.”

"As for the common people, that doesn't matter..."

She looked at Wu Wanli and spoke with clear logic.

These words were both frank and comprehensive, allowing Xiao Zhenhua to instantly understand Rong Xuening's deep meaning and protective heart.

"Don't worry, Miss Rong!"

"No one else in the military who shouldn't know will hear a single word from me!"

He immediately straightened his back and said solemnly.

"Then I'll have to trouble Chief Xiao."

Rong Xuening received the promise, and her tense shoulders relaxed slightly, almost imperceptibly.

She looked at Wu Wanli again, her gaze complex and unfathomable.

There was a lingering shyness from the earlier "fake feelings turning real," gratitude towards him, and perhaps a lingering, unresolved stirring of emotion.

She didn't say anything more, but simply nodded slightly to Xiao Zhenhua and Wu Wanli. Then, with her aloof and noble demeanor restored, she quickly left the deck, surrounded by her waiting entourage.

Watching Rong Xuening's figure disappear behind the cabin door, Xiao Zhenhua could no longer contain his elation.

"Wu Wanli, you're quite the lad! You're really something! Hahahaha..."

Xiao Zhenhua suddenly grabbed Wu Wanli next to him, slapped his shoulder hard, and grinned from ear to ear.

"Double! Miss Rong is offering double the price right off the bat! She's like a god of wealth descended to earth!"

"Now our navy's funding shortage problem is solved! There's hope for submarines!"

"Wanli, your performance... your play was a stroke of genius! You've done a tremendous job!"

"Even the Navy will remember your kindness! Double! Double the Rong family's donations!"

"Our dream of a great naval power is about to take flight! Hahaha..."

Holding the draft budget that was about to double, Xiao Zhenhua's fingers trembled with excitement.

He was so engrossed in his immense joy that he didn't notice Wu Wanli, whom he was patting on the shoulder, whose face showed no joy whatsoever.

Wu Wanli leaned his tall frame against the cold bridge railing, his gaze fixed on the direction Rong Xuening had left, and then on the vast sea that carried endless dreams yet remained turbulent.

"Eh…………"

Wu Wanli heard Xiao Zhenhua's excited praise, but a heavy and complex emotion appeared on his face, which eventually turned into a barely audible sigh.

"Commander Xiao, Miss Rong is a pitiful girl..."

Wu Wanli slowly shook his head, his voice low and heavy with indescribable pity.

"Poor girl...?"

Xiao Zhenhua watched Rong Xuening's departing figure and murmured with some doubt.

"Reporting to Commander Xiao!"

"Reconnaissance aircraft report: A US fleet is patrolling near Pyeongtaek Port!"

Should we just attack?

At this moment, naval officer Li Hongbo rushed over to report.

"impossible!"

"According to intelligence, it will take some time for the US military to mobilize a truly threatening fleet..."

How many warships does this US fleet have?

Xiao Zhenhua frowned slightly and asked.

"One cruiser and three destroyers!"

"It's easy to attack! But it might alert the US forces at Pyeongtaek Port, making the landing more difficult."

Upon hearing this, Li Hongbo immediately spoke up.

"Comrade Wu Wanli, what do you think? Should we wait until the US military patrols are far away before we talk about it?"

Upon hearing that it might increase the difficulty of landing, Xiao Zhenhua immediately looked at Wu Wanli and asked.

"No!"

"At most, a company of American troops plus a battalion of South Korean troops can be gathered near Pyeongtaek Port."

"What good would it do if all these people were on high alert?"

"Let the Wanli aircraft carrier and the Dongfanghong battleship fight with all their might, and take advantage of the weakness of the US Navy to destroy all these US warships!"

"Otherwise, it will be much more difficult to fight them once they join up with the newly arrived US fleet."

Upon hearing this, Wu Wanli replied decisively.

"it is good!"

"Speed ​​up and charge forward! We must annihilate this small American fleet!"

Upon hearing this, Xiao Zhenhua immediately spoke up.

"Yes!"

Upon hearing this, Li Hongbo quickly agreed.

....................................

After the order was given, the Chinese Navy quickly approached the waters near Pyeongtaek Port.

On the bridge of the flagship aircraft carrier "Wanli", the piercing sound of the battle alarm tore through the calm of the sea.

Xiao Zhenhua's face turned ashen and sharp the moment he finished talking with Rong Xuening. He turned around abruptly and strode toward the command platform.

Wu Wanli followed closely behind, his eyes sweeping across the radar screen like those of a hawk.

"The exact location of the enemy ships?"

Xiao Zhenhua's voice was deep and penetrating, drowning out the alarm.

"Commander Xiao, Commander Wu, Captain Li reporting!"

"The enemy cruiser USS Tulsa, and the destroyers USS Irwin, USS Krause, and USS Hobart are located 35 nautical miles southwest of our ship!"

"Heading northeast, they seem to be heading towards Pyeongtaek Port to coordinate with the port's land-based artillery defenses!"

Upon hearing this, the communications soldier hurriedly reported.

"Want to meet up?"

"There's no door!"

"Commander Xiao, we can immediately order the 'Wanli' and 'Dongfanghong' ships to form the first strike group and advance at full speed!"

"The Namil warship and its gunboat squadron are following closely behind, ready to engage the enemy at any time!"

Xiao Zhenhua slammed his fist on the nautical chart table:
The sea breeze was howling, and the ground crew on the deck of the "Wanli" were running around like madmen.

Pilots rushed out of the standby room, their hoarse Russian commands from Soviet instructors mingling with the shouts of Chinese ground crew.

"Quick! Quick! MiGs, F4Us, load them all! Bombs! Rockets!"

The rudimentary but effective "Sky Eye Map" information chain system developed by Wu Wanli began to operate at high speed.

He projected the preliminary intelligence markers onto the bridge's combat chart, clearly showing the formation, speed, and predicted maneuver routes of the small US fleet.

One by one, the communications officers sent back intelligence from the reconnaissance planes, which conveniently covered up the irrationality of Wu Wanli suddenly having intelligence.

"Comrade Wu Wanli, your command last time has already proven your ability."

"This is just a small fleet. I trust you. Come on!"

Commander Xiao, recalling Wu Wanli's previous achievements and the funds he had secured, immediately relinquished command.

Wu Wanli has contributed too much to the Chinese Navy, so it's perfectly reasonable to give him more military merits and honors.

"Attention, aircraft! Target: three enemy destroyers!"

"The first crew will advance at a low altitude over the sea to draw air defense fire!"

"Second crew, follow my instructions and target the destroyer's superstructure, torpedo tubes, and engine room! Take out these minions first!"

Wu Wanli nodded, then immediately grabbed the communicator in the flight control room and gave the order in the calmest and clearest tone.

“Buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz………………”

The roar of the engines shook the deck!

A mixed strike group consisting of dozens of MiG fighters and captured American-made F4U Corsairs took off in succession.

Like a swarm of bees drawn to blood, they skimmed low over the waves and swooped down toward their target sea area.

…………

Over US small fleet

With the shadow of the destruction of the USS Houston still looming, Lieutenant Commander Wilson, commander of the small US fleet and destroyer USS Irwin, was already on edge.

"Radar contact! Large number of high-speed targets!"

"Coming from the northeast! It's a carrier-based aircraft!"

Soon, piercing reports echoed in the combat information centers of every U.S. warship.

"Fire!"

"All anti-aircraft guns! Fire!"

Wilson shouted, his voice trembling with fear.

The cruiser USS Tulsa's 203mm main guns fired in vain at the air, attempting to create a barrage.

Dense 20mm and 40mm artillery fire instantly wove together into a deadly fire net in the sky.

However, the first group of Chinese pilots, with their rich combat experience and extraordinary courage, flew their MiG fighters like agile swifts.

They repeatedly darted and dove along the edge of the fire net, feigning attacks, effectively drawing away most of the US automatic anti-aircraft fire.

"Damn Chinese! Keep an eye on them!"

The American gunners cursed as the gun barrels spun wildly.

Just as the deadly barrage was firmly pinned down by the Soviet army!
"Chinese crew! Stay close to me!"

Wang Wei, who was leading the team, roared, and more than a dozen fighter jets seized the fleeting gap and swooped down from the sky at a near-vertical angle.

"bomb!!!!"

As Wang Wei shouted into the communications radio, rockets and heavy aerial bombs mounted under the wings of each Chinese fighter jet roared down toward the destroyer exposed in sight!

"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Deafening explosions erupted in a chain reaction on the decks of the USS Irwin, USS Krause, and USS Hobart!
The bridge of the USS Irwin was hit directly by a 250-kilogram bomb, reducing it to rubble along with Lieutenant Commander Wilson and the command center.

The torpedo tubes of the two destroyers fared even worse, being precisely destroyed by rockets.

A massive fire erupted on the aft deck of the HMS Hobart, and thick smoke obscured visibility.

After one round of attacks, the two destroyers were completely paralyzed, like floating torches.

The USS Elvin still had power, but its superstructure was in a state of disarray, it had lost effective command, and its remaining air defenses were sparse.

Inside the command center of the aircraft carrier Wanli
"Report! Assessment of the effectiveness of the air strike!"

"Three enemy destroyers are no longer combat-ready!"

"A destroyer is on fire! A cruiser's superstructure has been hit and is on fire, but its main guns are still intact!"

At this moment, the communications radio transmitted intelligence from the Navy.

However, these were merely to increase the plausibility of the story; Wu Wanli had no need to listen to them.

"The destroyer threat has been largely eliminated! The enemy cruiser is isolated!"

"Dongfanghong battleship! Heed my command!"

"Target: USS Tulsa!"

"Once you're within main gun range, unleash the 406mm guns and smash it down!"

Wu Wanli, who was staring intently at the real-time images and reports transmitted from the Sky Eye Map, quickly called out.

Before long, his orders were delivered.

The massive, mountain-like battleship "Dongfanghong" whipped up towering white waves with its huge propellers, fiercely breaking away from the formation and charging toward the center of the battlefield.

Inside the turret, Chinese artillerymen were rapidly loading massive armor-piercing shells, each weighing over a ton.

"Coordinates locked!"

The Chinese artillery chief roared.

"'Dongfanghong', this is Wu Wanli!"

"Based on intelligence information from reconnaissance aircraft and radar, the target's speed is 18 knots, bearing XXX, distance XXX! Wind speed correction XXX!"

"The timing of the firing is up to you! Make sure it's a fatal blow!"

Wu Wanli's voice came through clearly via the temporary wireless connection.

"XX kilometers away! Target locked!"

"Main gun! Ready—fire!"

The artillery sergeant, drenched in sweat, stared intently at the scope and shouted.

"Boom——!!!"

The earth-shattering roar seemed to cleave the ocean in two!

Three triple-mounted MK7 406mm guns spewed out terrifying tongues of fire that stretched for tens of meters!
Nine deadly armor-piercing shells whistled through the air as they ripped through the sea and sky!

The observer on the Tulsa only had time to utter half a cry of alarm: "Shells coming—!" before being swallowed up by the terrifying sound of impact!

"Pfft—Boom—Crack!!!"

At least three massive armor-piercing shells struck the Tulsa directly between its midsection and below the waterline!
The terrifying impact force instantly twisted thousands of tons of steel!

Seawater is rushing in through the breach below the waterline!
A violent internal explosion occurred at the point of impact, and the keel emitted a chilling cracking sound!

This once imposing heavy cruiser was rendered completely ineffective almost instantly upon impact, like an iron can struck by a giant hammer.

The ship emitted a dying groan as its stern began to sink rapidly, while its bow was suddenly lifted up by a tremendous force!
"A combat formation led by the Nanri warship!"

"Full speed ahead! Sweep away the remaining enemies!"

Wu Wanli saw the earth-shattering attack of the "Dongfanghong" satellite through the Tianyan map and excitedly clenched his fist and shouted.

Led by the "Nanri", several converted gunboats, like a pack of wolves smelling blood, mustered their last strength and rushed toward the enemy ship wreckage that was still burning and floating on the sea.

The secondary guns and small- and medium-caliber guns of the "Dongfanghong" also opened fire at full force, and the dense rain of bullets pounded on the wreckage of the "Tulsa" like hail, accelerating its destruction.

The surviving destroyer USS Hobart and the barely navigable USS Elvin, seeing their flagship about to be destroyed, desperately tried to make a last stand.

The two destroyers struggled to adjust their course and aimed their torpedo tubes at the gunboats, including the "Nanri," which were charging at full speed.

"Torpedo! Enemy destroyer has launched a torpedo!"

The voices from the lookout post on the Namil warship were filled with despair.

The captain's face was covered in soot, but his eyes burned with a desperate flame.

"Hard to port! All cannons on starboard!"

"Focus fire on that smoking ship! Blow it up!"

"Charge! Block their torpedo tunnels! Protect the 'Dongfanghong' and the aircraft carrier!"

He pushed aside the adjutant who was trying to pull him into the protective cabin, rushed to the ship's side, and roared with all his might.

With a violent swerve, the Namil ship forcefully positioned itself between the Hobart and the subsequent gunboat squadron and main force!
At the same time, its few unassuming 120mm main guns and other small-caliber guns unleashed their final fury, all blasting towards the already severely damaged waterline of the "Hobart".

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The already shaky side of the "Hobart" was torn open again, and seawater poured in!

It shook violently like a dying whale, triggering an internal explosion that instantly broke it in two!

Almost simultaneously, two muffled thuds sounded: "Thud! Thud!"
At least two torpedoes launched from the HMS Irwin were intercepted by the explosion from the HMS Hobart and the blocking maneuvers of the gunboat Nanji.

Finally, the torpedo slammed into the midships of the starboard side of the "Nanri"!

"Boom——!!!"

The earth-shattering explosion threw the midships of the "Nanri" high into the air!

Flames and thick smoke instantly engulfed most of the ship! Countless fragments, mixed with the bodies of sailors, were thrown into the air and then crashed heavily into the sea.

The captain felt himself being violently thrown away by a tremendous force, his back slamming hard against the twisted wreckage of the bridge. A sharp pain shot through him, and his vision went black.

"Am I going to become a hero like Deng Xiaoping?"

Before his consciousness faded, he only saw the burning Nanri ship slowly sinking like a fireball, and the silhouettes of friendly ships rushing to his rescue in the distance. After murmuring this, he fell into a deep sleep...

The gunboat squadron that arrived later witnessed the heroic sacrifice of the Namri, and their grief and anger turned into even more intense gunfire, which rained down on the last surviving ship, the Elvin.

Having lost its torpedoes and most of its firepower, the USS Elwin was like a lamb to the slaughter. Its hull was quickly riddled with holes, and in despair, it burst into flames and slowly capsized.

The second wave of fighter jets launched from the Wanli aircraft carrier arrived over the battlefield like predatory vultures.

They dropped cold bombs and unleashed machine gun fire on the struggling lifeboats and any remaining floating debris, ensuring no armed threat of survival remained.

The sea surface was littered with oil slicks, debris, corpses, and a few barely alive American soldiers who had fallen into the water.

Before long, the sea became completely quiet, leaving only the crackling of burning materials and the strong smell of gunpowder and blood that the sea breeze could not dispel.

On the massive deck of the aircraft carrier "Wanli," Chinese pilots and ground crew stood silently, paying their respects to the sacrifice of the Nanri warship.

Inside the hangar, exhausted fighter jets lay parked, some riddled with bullet holes.

Xiao Zhenhua came down from the bridge to the deck. The sea breeze ruffled his graying temples and also dispelled some of the heavy atmosphere.

He looked at Wu Wanli, who was commanding with composure and had once again rewritten the outcome of the naval battle, with a complex expression in his eyes.

The captain was carried back to the mother ship, where the medic was urgently treating his injuries, while his bodyguard choked up as he recounted the Namri's final heroic act.

"report!"

"Our navy's 'Nanri' and a gunboat sank, and several other ships sustained minor damage."

"Nine carrier-based aircraft lost. The small US fleet... is confirmed annihilated!"

A naval officer reported in a deep, clear voice.

Xiao Zhenhua took a deep breath, suppressing the heaviness in his heart, and patted Wu Wanli's shoulder forcefully.

"Good! Well played!"

"If we annihilate this claw, the main US fleet will be even more isolated!"

"Comrade Wu Wanli, this aircraft carrier is aptly named 'Wanli'!"

"When we get back, I'll have to give you another credit!"

Xiao Zhenhua's lips slowly parted into a smile, his voice carrying a hint of excitement after exhaustion.

"Commander Xiao, you flatter me!"

"Anyone could win against such a small American fleet with battleships, aircraft carriers, and gunboats. It's not a great achievement."

"Prepare to land at Pyeongtaek Port. I'd appreciate it if the navy's carrier-based aircraft and battleship guns could give me a few more rounds of bombardment!"

"We didn't have the steel weapons of giant ships, guns, aircraft carriers, and carrier-based aircraft before, but we defeated the US Inchon Landing with an iron will!"

"Now that we have the steel weapons of giant ships, cannons, and carrier-based aircraft, I wonder if these American devils have the steely will!"

Wu Wanli looked at the American troops hastily deploying in Pingze Port on the Tianyan map, and said with a cold snort and a murderous aura.

"Don't worry, Comrade Wu Wanli. The US Navy provides support to their Army, and now the Chinese Navy can do the same for you!"

"You just focus on preparing for the landing; leave the bombing to our navy!"

Xiao Zhenhua looked at the 406mm guns of the Dongfanghong battleship and the carrier-based aircraft parked on the deck, and said with great pride.

(End of this chapter)