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He Zhenzhong was not in a hurry, sitting leisurely on the chair, holding the teacup and sipping it.
The expression on the face of US Army Vice Admiral Thomas was uncertain. He had suffered so much loss and suffered such heavy losses. It was definitely the first time in so many years that the Seventh Fleet had left like this. He was not willing to accept it.
However, when he raised his head and looked at He Zhenzhong drinking tea leisurely on the big screen, the murderous intention in his heart quickly dissipated. Facing this ****-like Chinese general, he was really powerless.
Is it possible that the entire army will really be dispatched to destroy these Chinese people? Not to mention that he did not receive authorization at all, even if he ordered the attack, he believes that the guy opposite will definitely use nuclear submarines to destroy them. Because he knows that this
The young man is not an ordinary person. He is the god of death who leads the troops to kill the Indonesians who are terrified and do not even dare to resist. His ruthlessness, iron-bloodedness, and indifference are definitely not comparable to those of peaceful generals who have never experienced war.
After a long time, Thomas took a deep breath, gritted his teeth, and squeezed out each word through his teeth, "The situation will change, we'll see."
Ding.
Putting down the teacup, He Zhenzhong raised his head, looked at Thomas on the big screen, who was exuding cold murderous intent, smiled slightly, and said, "I'm looking forward to fighting against the Seventh Fleet again."
"Hmph." Thomas snorted coldly, "Young man, it's better not to be so crazy, otherwise you don't know how you will die."
"General, I don't need you to worry about it now." He Zhenzhong stood up and straightened his military uniform. His aura was also strong, and bloody murderous intent surged wildly. "I don't know what youth is and is frivolous. I only know that the winner is king.
So, you can get out."
Kaka.
Thomas' teeth were almost broken. He took a deep look at He Zhenzhong and swore in his heart that if he had a chance, he would kill this damn Chinese monkey with his own hands.
Zizzi.
Thomas cut off the communication, opened his mouth wide, and kept breathing heavily. A fishy smell rushed up his throat, and with a sound, he spit out another mouthful of blood.
His face immediately turned as pale as paper, but the frustration in his heart was still not reduced much. The total humiliation he had suffered over the years was not as much as it is today. All of this was thanks to that damn Chinese.
"Sir."
Thomas waved his hand, stood up straight, stretched out his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, and looked around at the people around him, "Notify the fleet to send an assault boat to recover the body. We will set sail in half an hour and return to the base."
"yes."
Although they are unwilling to do so, what else can they do? They have already lost face, so why should they stay here and continue to lose face? They just recorded this grudge, and in the future, they will definitely pay back ten times to these damned people.
Chinese.
Half an hour later.
Woo hoo.
The whistle sounded, and the U.S. Seventh Fleet slowly retreated and left the battlefield.
"Roar."
"Yeah, we won."
"Yankee, get out of here."
Huge cheers instantly erupted from the South China Sea Fleet's camp, rising into the sky and deafening.
Looking at the cheering Chinese soldiers, all the officers and soldiers of the US Seventh Fleet felt a deep shame. They were so powerful that they were really beaten out by these Chinese soldiers. This is for the US military, which has always regarded itself very highly.
Definitely a major hit.
Many people even feel like they are being beaten in the face. They rush to the front door of Huaxia's house to show off their power, but now they get out of the house in despair. Isn't this a shame?
"get out."
"Yanks, if you dare to come again, I will crush your balls."
Loud roars and cheers continued.
However, as they roared and laughed, many people had crystal tears falling down their faces. They have not forgotten how this crucial victory was achieved.
Zodiacs and hovercrafts are still floating on the sea, salvaging the bodies of Navy personnel who died in battle.
Sea battles and air battles are more cruel than land battles. Once a person dies, it is often difficult to keep his body intact under the bombardment of missiles and large-caliber main guns. Most of them are directly bombarded into a pool of flesh and blood.
The four scarred warships stopped and formed a circle. One after another figures appeared on the warships, all with their faces covered in smoke and blood. They stood on the deck and looked at the wreckage in the middle, painted with blood.
The sea is like hell
They seemed to see it again, caught in the raging fire, and the scarred ship continued to charge towards the enemy until it lost all power and sank.
They seemed to see again, the officers and soldiers who were seriously injured and covered in blood, holding on to their posts in the midst of the gunfire and the raging fire. Until the ship slowly sank, the main naval gun still did not stop roaring, and the officers and soldiers on the ship were helpless.
One man abandoned the ship, and everyone died in the battle.
They also seemed to see that in the dark water, the frogmen continued to attack, wading through the mine nets laid by the US military, approaching the warship, smiling, and calmly detonating the special bombs on them, using their lives to contribute to the rise of the Chinese navy.
paving.
Yes, this area of the sea is where the ship finally sank. It is also where five navy soldiers died for their country. It is also where an amphibious frogman died in battle, and where twenty-three navy pilots are buried.
Behind the victory is blood and unbearable sorrow.
In this battle, every navy soldier fulfilled their oath to join the army with their lives, and every drop of blood in their bodies has truly been integrated into the blue sea of the motherland.
Woo woo woo.
The long whistle sounded, resounding throughout the world.
All the navy soldiers raised their hands and took off their military caps, bowing to the sea.
Hua Hua Hua.
The whistle fell, and the whole place was quiet and a pindrop could be heard. Only the sound of the high-flying five-star red flag kept coming, like a blazing flame.
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