As the ship leaned against each other, Zhou Qingfeng jumped from the broken yacht to Katerina's ship in one fell swoop. The two hugged each other gently, and then they made fun of each other. The danger of life and death is common for them. Instead of worrying and worrying, it is better to break through.

The 037 that was shot was sunk, and the surviving soldiers and officers were floating on the sea in lifeboats. On the other side, there were more diving officers and soldiers of the "Breeding Wind" class frigates, and they were also sitting in the boat. Both sides who were fighting for life and death just now were staring at each other blankly.

The "Breeding Wind" class frigate was still floating on the sea, but the entire hull superstructure was smashed to pieces. Given the current ship maintenance capabilities, the warship was no longer rescued and was abandoned after rescuing the alive crew.

As for Captain Smith, no one talked about him anymore, and no one could tell which piece of meat belonged to him. However, the guns that fell into the sea before grew into the only surviving person on the bridge. After being rescued, he felt a sense of dullness after surviving the disaster, and it seemed that he had not yet understood his current state.

"Name?" asked an officer from the Aurora Legion.

The gun captain was pulled on a 037 'battleship' from the lifeboat. Someone gave it a dry blanket to rub water, and some people came up to register his identity. He raised his head in a mess, "My name is Chris, and he is the gun captain on the ship. I hope my soldiers and I can get the treatment I deserve."

Seeing that the people from the Aurora Legion were carrying out rescue, the defeated side did not carry out much resistance. After Captain Smith died in his ship, the last guard boat simply surrendered. The gun captain named Chris felt that his opponent was still civilized, which was already rare in the end of the world.

"We will give you preferential treatment, the key is that you don't make trouble." The registered officer was both comforting and beating, and left after asking a few questions.

The ‘Super Toucan’ flew over a hundred meters away, shook the wings a few times before returning to the airport. The soldiers and officers on the ‘battleship’ cheered hard. It would be the cowhide that many people would brag about for a lifetime.

However, the cheers came into the ears of the gunman Chris. He pursed his lips, wrapped his blanket, and watched the plane pass through the sea and disappear into the distance, but he was not so convinced.

"This was just an accident." There were many rescued frigate personnel on the deck, such as the captain of the envoy, appearing next to Chris. He looked at his colleague's expressionless face and instantly understood the other party's inner meaning.

"Yes, an accident." Chris refused to admit that it was his own lack of strength, and he would not admit that it was his own combat command problem. "Who could have thought that we had wasted so many shells on a yacht? Otherwise we would not lose."

"If we were careful or conservative, even if the enemy set a trap, it would not be possible to take any advantage." The commander of the engine could not accept the reality in front of him. He sighed and looked at the residual body of the frigate floating not far away. This was a great humiliation.

The "Chasing Wind" class is a very modern warship. It was not a main warship in the past, but it is currently very suitable for a comprehensive retreat of manpower and material resources. But now no one cares whether the command of his captain has made mistakes, but instead he unanimously pointed the unlucky Eric as the culprit.

"Look at them, they don't even count the qualified sailors." Another rescued officer came to Chris. They were retired navys that Bain had worked hard to collect. Obviously, they looked down on the group of local buns under Zhou Qingfeng. The latter is indeed too amateur in terms of professional ability.

Chris and others were asked to stay on the deck of the ship to wait, and someone prepared water and food for them. They didn't say anything on the surface, but as soon as the person who was delivering the food left, they immediately complained in a low voice.

"I heard that the biggest feature of the Aurora Legion is the sufficient instant noodles supply, and I finally saw it." The engineer picked up a few noodles with a fork, and was very disdainful.

Bain regards his maritime power as his heart's flesh, and his supply has always been favorable. For them, instant noodles are really not a great thing, and it can even be said to be too low-end.

"I can't eat it either." Another rescued officer simply put the plates containing instant noodles on the deck. He even expressed disgust with the strong smell of the spices in the instant noodles, "This is the worst noodles I've ever seen."

This resistance did not even fade when Zhou Qingfeng appeared. When the Legion Commander learned that there were still several professional naval officers captured, he rushed over to express his condolences in person, intending to attract people's hearts. However, when he saw a few noodles thrown on the deck of the ship, his face was immediately covered with frost.

The commander of the legion, who was surrounded by the crowd, appeared, and Chris and others were still a little nervous. Several officers and dozens of soldiers stood up slowly, but they were not grateful for their rescue, and they did not have the awareness of just bowing their heads. Zhou Qingfeng also sneered twice, turned around and left.

A group of people came, took a look at the noodles on the ground and left.

Chris and others were originally very unhappy with the outcome of today's battle, but now they suddenly turned from nervousness to worry. The rescued officer who threw away the noodles couldn't help but be afraid of his behavior. He looked at his companions uneasy, "How will the Aurora Legion deal with us?"

"Don't worry, we are professional military personnel, and the Aurora Legion must also want to recruit us. We cannot downgrade our identities. This is a game. At least we must let the other party know that we have dignity." The chief engineer comforted his companions.

Not only one or two people didn't eat noodles, but Chris himself only ate one bite and vomited. He even poured the remaining noodles into the sea. This behavior seemed a bit playful, but it was his only way to express his dissatisfaction.

However, this slightly provocative method not only seemed to be ineffective, but also had the hidden worries of angering the other party. As the tension was brewing, the two landing ships dragged behind slowly chased after him.

Because the war was developing so strangely, no one thought of notifying these two unlucky ships not to follow. The officers waiting for the two landing ships to see the "Chasing Wind" class frigate with the broken superstructure, they couldn't escape even if they wanted to, and they fell into the trap.

Several army officers on the landing ship were also "invited" to Chris and others. As soon as the two sides met, the army people cursed the navy as waste.

"You were actually defeated by three small speedboats?"

"You are warships. Don't you always brag about being the overlord of this sea area?"

"The overlord is at this level? You are so embarrassing!"

The army's big boss said all kinds of dirty words, because they were the most pitiful. Two or three hundred people were originally going to land on the battlefield, but after getting on the ship, they were not independent. They got a few missiles halfway, and now they became prisoners in a mess. Next, they could go directly to the prisoner-of-war camp.

"Enough, stop scolding. This may be a good thing for you. If you really want to log in, it may be a heavy casualty." Chris was scolded and couldn't help but retort.

"Nonsense, as long as your Navy sends us ashore, we will naturally have a way to defeat the Aurora Legion. You are completely incompetent, and we are defeated now." The army's people were even more unwilling than the navy's people, and they began to brag when they were furious.

Chris didn't want to hear such words, but he was really speechless and could not even explain. So a group of unconvincing people headed south, and when they approached Luanda Harbor, a giant suddenly appeared in the sky in the clouds.

A Ford-class aircraft carrier is only more than 300 meters long and more than 70 meters wide, which is a huge object weighing 100,000 tons. Now this thing in the sky is 250 meters long and has a diameter of 45 meters. It looks much smaller than an aircraft carrier, but when it flies in the air, it is extremely shocking.

"God, what have we seen?"

"Damn, how crazy the people who made this thing!"

"Is this our opponent? Our opponent has this super equipment!"

The people on the deck raised their necks to a 90-degree turn, and no one lowered their heads even though they were sore. The wonder in front of them was too rare. Everyone's eyes were filled with huge flying objects in the sky, and the leader who delivered the food appeared with a big bucket.

Many people instantly understood what kind of strength this super giant flying object meant. The captive who threw the noodles on the deck even changed his face, and even asked in a flattering tone: "What should I eat for dinner?"

"Leftover rice." This time, the first soldier changed his expressionless face.

"What?" This is not as good as the noodles at noon.
Chapter completed!