Spark

a certain base.

Ruan Yongliang walked up and down the office with a face full of excitement, his hand holding the wine glass trembled slightly, and he didn't take a single puff of the cigarette between his fingers.

He didn't want to hide his emotions at all, which was inconsistent with his usual principles, but at this moment, he felt that all the so-called principles were no longer important.

Just now, he received a call from his superior, and the man on the phone revealed an absolutely explosive news to him.

The aircraft carrier formation is coming to the port!

How important is this news?

It is no exaggeration to say that it was as important as saving his life.

Just a few hours before, he was still dejected by his defeat at sea, and he couldn't help worrying that he would be punished by his superiors.

After all, they were chased and beaten by a "fishery administration boat" before!

Even in the process, he didn't even make any effective counterattack! ——

Of course, you can't blame your subordinates for this.

In that case, do you dare to resist?

If someone had fired the first shot, the result would be almost a no-brainer.

It must have contributed another laughing stock to international public opinion at the cost of a sunken ship.

Of course, the superiors don't care about this, they only look at the final result.

They only know that we were beaten by the fishery administration ship, our sailors were washed into the sea, and almost caused "non-combat attrition".

Therefore, in this case, punishment is inevitable.

The only thing I can do is to find a way to find a reason for myself, find an excuse, and put this matter in the past, so as to recover the loss as much as possible.

And now, just when I was thinking about everything and couldn't come up with a solution, this reason came to my door!

The Americans are coming, and they are bringing an aircraft carrier to give us a platform. Isn't this the best reason?

For this reason, all his defeats were justified.

Yes, it's not that we are afraid to resist. The reason why we show so restraint is actually to increase the chips on the poker table of the "world police".

Now the more useless we are, the more chips are on the table.

You see, all the conflicts were provoked by them. Not only did we not confront them tit for tat, we even backed down so much.

But even in this situation, they are still pressing hard.

Shouldn't such bullying behavior be punished?

Must be punished!

It's up to you, Eagle Sauce!

The more Ruan Yongliang thought about it, the happier he became. He drank the remaining liquid in the cup in one gulp, then turned around and asked Ruan Huakai who was standing beside him:

"How did the wounded on the ship go before? Did anyone die?"

Hearing his words, Ruan Huakai quickly replied:

"No, two people were seriously injured, and many others were slightly injured."

"Most of them fell on the deck and fell on their hands. The two seriously injured were more unlucky. The high-pressure jet was directly poured into the lungs, causing lung damage."

"It's good to live!"

Ruan Yongliang nodded and continued:

"Remember, you must not let them die, I will keep them to great use!"

"Also, you should immediately contact the media—not domestic media! The BBC, Wall Street Journal, and Agence France-Presse are all called!"

"I want to do an exclusive interview with these combat heroes, let them talk about what happened at sea, and talk about how those people insulted them!"

"Understood, I will arrange it."

Ruan Huakai nodded solemnly, and then asked again:

"In addition, shouldn't our military preparations be done?"

"Judging from the current situation, the opponent is bound to win Treasure Island, and we will inevitably have more intense conflicts in the future. If we don't prepare now, I'm afraid it will be too late."

"No, don't prepare!"

Ruan Yongliang hastily interrupted his words, and after thinking for a while, he spoke again:

"At least, our preparations cannot be put on the bright side."

"You should know what I'm going to do—what I want to create is the image of a perfect victim."

"Once we start to fight hard, this image will be broken. For us, it is absolutely not worth it."

"But... shall we just watch them show off their power?"

Ruan Huakai frowned, he could understand the so-called "perfect victim" theory, but he couldn't figure out why his side would do this.

Obviously on the surface of the sea, our own side no longer has an advantage, so why not take advantage of the time when the opponent's forces have not been deployed to quickly attack and fight for the results?

If the other party deploys their warships near Treasure Island after the window period has passed, how can our side have any chance?

it's like

A stupid trick, and an extremely stupid one at that.

Looking at Ruan Huakai's expression, Ruan Yongliang also guessed his thoughts, so he took a deep breath, calmed down his turbulent emotions, sat down on the chair and said:

"Son, I know you have drive and ability."

"You want to fight, that's normal."

"However, what I must tell you is that with our current strength, we simply cannot compete with those people!"

"Even if we took the initiative to take down Treasure Island, so what?"

"How long can we hold that island? A day? A month? A year?"

"When their fleet comes over, we won't have any power to fight back. What happened before is a lesson from the past!"

"So, the same stupid thing, we can't do it a second time."

"We have to learn to use the power of others, we have to learn to unite vertically and horizontally, this is the survival wisdom of a small country."

Ruan Huakai slowly sat down on the sofa beside him, and he looked at Ruan Yongliang who was in high spirits at this moment.

In his heart, he always felt that there was something wrong with such a plan, but when he thought about it seriously, he felt that the logic was smooth and he couldn't find a reason to refute it.

After thinking for a long time, he didn't get any results, so he had no choice but to say:

"alright, I got it."

"I'll do what you say. But will they really do it?"

"have no idea!"

Ruan Yongliang answered firmly.

Before Ruan Huakai could speak, he continued:

"But what we have to do is to let everyone imagine that the United States will definitely take action!"

"So, our drama must be the most. It must be full, so that everyone who sees it will think that under this situation, it is impossible for the Americans to ignore it."

Speaking of this, Ruan Yongliang paused for a moment, then stood up suddenly.

"Yes, the drama is not enough now"

"Starting today, our military will no longer approach that sea area."

"Let that our fisherman go!"

"Let them fish there, let them fill the sea there."

"And, we must try our best to make them conflict with each other, no matter what kind of conflict it is!"

"When the brewing is almost done, we will go to the end-and when we end, it is time for the Americans to intervene!"

"Also, the last conflict was also an opportunity."

"But it's just unfortunate that we didn't have any soldiers killed in action"

As he spoke, Ruan Yongliang looked at Ruan Huakai with burning eyes.

"Didn't you say that two sailors were seriously injured?"

"I think you should know how to do it?"

A day later, in a military hospital at the naval port base.

Zhu Wen lay quietly on the hospital bed, and the terrible memories of being on the sea before kept flashing in his mind.

The small boat equipped with a huge water cannon seemed to be a ghost chasing souls. It stuck to their small boat at a super high speed, and then attacked them with a huge water flow.

At that time, his first reaction was to touch the gun, but when he saw the eyes of the two people on the small boat who were ready to eat people at any time, and the shadow of the "fishery administration boat" with naval guns in the distance, he couldn't help it. Withdrew his hand timidly.

In the end, he just hugged his head and huddled in the corner of the boat, letting the water spray on his body.

He thought he would be safe in this way, but he didn't expect that the water soon submerged him, poured into his nasal cavity, and poured into his lungs.

At the last moment of fainting, what he saw was an extremely blue sky.

He even thought he was going to die.

Unexpectedly, someone actually saved him.

When he woke up again, he was already on the hospital bed.

What made him even more fortunate was that, according to the doctor, although his lungs were severely damaged and his brain also showed signs of edema, fortunately, he was treated in time, and the root cause of the disease may not be too serious in the future.

All I need to do is to take a good rest, recover from my injuries as soon as possible, and return to the sea.

——

Pooh!

I will never go to that ghostly place again in my life.

Zhu Wen'an secretly sighed, struggling to sit up.

According to the time, it should be almost time for dinner.

But the strange thing is that the nurse who delivered the food hasn't come yet.

Could it be that you forgot yourself?

He looked at the door suspiciously, but at that moment, a doctor in white came in.

"Is it Zhu Wen'an?"

the doctor asked.

"It's me! It's me."

Zhu Wen'an answered quickly.

"Okay, it's just you, lie down, and I'll give you an injection."

"inject?"

Zhu Wen'an repeated subconsciously, but rolled up his sleeves cooperatively.

"What kind of needle is this? Doctor Gao told me before that I just need to rest well now."

"Don't worry, this is the needle to get you out of pain."

The visitor smiled, skillfully pushed all the medicine in the syringe into Zhu Wen'an's body, and then walked out of the ward.

Zhu Wen'an originally wanted to ask him about the dinner, but seeing how hurried he was, he stopped talking.

Maybe, everyone is very busy.

I was really lucky to be able to lie on the hospital bed so leisurely.

Thinking of this, Zhu Wen'an lay down again.

He suddenly felt that he was a little sleepy again.

——

Then, get some sleep.

He closed his eyes, breathing gradually calmed down.

Slowly, his vision darkened.

Before falling into a deep dream, a strange idea suddenly flashed through his mind:

I heard it's easy to make money over there.

If he recovers this time, maybe he can go there for a while?

But how long should we wait?

next month? next year? still down

It was getting dark.

In the ward, there was no more sound.