Restarting life in Siheyuan

"Report, I seem to have discovered some incredible information."

After confirming the satellite image again, an officer on duty stood up excitedly.

"What's going on, my major? Any news worth making a fuss about?"

"Colonel, take a look. Doesn't this match the intelligence we received a few months ago?"

The colonel leaned over with a suspicious look on his face and checked the satellite image.

"You mean, it could be a subsidiary ship of the Eagle? But how did you confirm this resolution?"

The image on the satellite picture is very small. After zooming in, we can only confirm that it is a warship. We can barely see the outline and cannot confirm whose ship it is.

"Colonel, you forgot that I served in the fleet for three years. I can confirm our ship with my eyes closed. This is definitely our ship."

"Are you sure?" The colonel was still a little skeptical. There was no way. The area where the ship was located was too strange. It was at the junction of the two sides. Well, it was actually within the other side's range, but it was very close to the high seas.

"I confirm, my colonel, now just need radio contact to confirm."

The colonel hesitated for a moment and shrugged. "I think we should use a high-definition satellite to take clearer pictures next time we pass by. My dear major, this area is very sensitive. I don't believe our fleet would be so foolish. You know, this will cause a confrontation between the two major powers. We must be responsible for the accuracy of our intelligence."

"But Colonel, the next satellite pass should be in more than an hour. If the other side discovers it, this will not be a simple diplomatic dispute. You know what I mean."

The colonel held his chin and thought nervously. After a while, he put his hand down and said, "Dear Major, I am touched by your persistence. It is indeed very dangerous. I will report it now and ask them to confirm it."

"Damn it, are you telling the truth?"

"Mr. Minister, it is absolutely true. The satellite has spotted our frigate in the waters near Little Diomede Island. The photos sent by the Coast Guard reconnaissance plane ten minutes ago have confirmed that it is the Sea Lion frigate of the Eagle aircraft carrier formation. I swear this is true."

"Let me calm down, my dear Colonel, this island should be in the territorial waters of Goose."

"That's right, Mr. Minister. This damn island is uninhabited, but it is indeed a little far from our range. The patrol ships of Goose will soon find them."

The minister rubbed his confused head. It was too unbelievable. After the Eagle's subsidiary ships were found in Bermuda last time, this time the aircraft carrier's subsidiary ships also appeared in the Bering Strait. This is the northwest tip of North America. The sea area is a bit too far. How did they get here?

But none of this matters now. What matters is that the ship is now in the opponent's territorial waters. Although it is very close to the high seas area in the middle, it has indeed entered the opponent's territorial waters. Damn it, this is an absolute big trouble. What's more dangerous is that the big goose may discover it at any time.

The minister thought for two minutes, then quickly picked up the black phone on the table and made a call.

"That's it, Mr. President. For some unknown reason, this subsidiary ship appeared in the enemy's territorial waters and on the enemy's patrol line. It could be discovered at any time, and of course it is possible that it has already been discovered."

"Have you contacted the ship? Why is this happening? Why do we have to provoke the damn bear?"

"Mr. President, the ship has not responded to our radio transmissions. I wonder if it will be the same as last time, with all the soldiers still in a coma."

There was silence on the other end of the phone, and soon a gnashing voice came again. "Dear Minister, I don't care what method you use, the ship and all the personnel must return to the great United States. We must not let the Russian bear get any information about the Eagle!"

A few months later, the Pentagon was in chaos again, but this time it was even more serious. Emergency meetings were held one after another, and warships rushed to the Bering Strait.

"Captain, it has been confirmed that it is the enemy's ship." A patrol ship of the Big Goose was ordered to approach the island quickly, and the officer on duty reported.

The captain put down the telescope and said, "Notify the coastal troops. We are accelerating and are expected to arrive at the designated sea area in 20 minutes. We need reinforcements. The enemy is a frigate, which is beyond our ability to deal with."

"Yes!"

The captain picked up the telescope again and looked into the distance. Unfortunately, the radar could detect the target, but it was still invisible to the naked eye.

"Captain, the coast reported that the nearest ship is being ordered to come for reinforcement. We must stop this frigate and prevent it from escaping."

Fifteen minutes later, the captain put down the telescope and looked at the frigate in the distance in surprise. The other party was so bold that it dared to offend the dignity of the big goose, blatantly breaking through the safe waters and entering its sphere of influence. He could already see it, but it didn't seem to have any intention of leaving. This was very abnormal.

"Has the enemy's ship not responded yet?"

"No, the radar shows that it has been almost half an hour since we discovered it, and the other party does not seem to have moved, and has maintained radio silence. We have not found them sending out any radio signals, which is very abnormal."

"It is very abnormal, my major, but one thing is certain, the other party has offended the dignity of the empire. We cannot let it leave. It must pay the price for its unreasonableness."

"Yes, Captain."

The ship continued to move towards the island on the sea surface that had not yet completely melted. "Turn right to the full rudder, seize the southern part, and cut off its retreat. Since it has come, let it stay."

The captain was determined that although his ship was no match for the frigate, he must keep any visiting enemy at bay.

"Yes." The messenger quickly delivered the order. The patrol ship was not as big as the frigate, and was no match for it in a one-on-one fight. They could only cut off its retreat and wait for reinforcements.

This is the Bering Strait, which is located in a high-latitude area and leads directly to the Arctic Ocean. As the cold water of the Arctic Ocean continuously flows southward, the water in the Bering Strait will also freeze, seriously affecting navigation.

Such extreme low temperature conditions make the Bering Strait basically incapable of ship navigation, so except for the occasional patrol ship, there are very few ships passing through here. It is now September, and although the passage conditions have improved, there are no ships passing through under normal circumstances, so an unexpected frigate quickly attracted the attention of the Goose Coast radar.

The ice on the sea surface had not completely melted, so the patrol ship was not sailing smoothly. However, the other side strangely did not move, and showed no signs of escaping. It was not until its retreat was completely cut off that the captain finally breathed a sigh of relief.

But soon, the report from the duty officer made him nervous again.

"Captain, to our west, four Bald Eagle ships are approaching rapidly and are expected to arrive in one hour and fifty minutes."

"Where are our ships?"
"It will take about two hours." "Damn it, they are so far away, but they are here faster than us. It seems that this frigate must have malfunctioned and cannot move, so it actively sought help. Otherwise, it is hard to explain why they came so quickly."

Not to mention that both sides tried every means to rush to the scene. The soldiers on the frigate woke up one by one, still wearing the uniforms they wore when they set out last spring. They were shivering with cold, and many of them were severely frostbitten. They had no time to figure out how they got to this damn place and quickly started the ship.

Frostbite caused serious non-combat casualties. The ships that had recovered their functions quickly figured out their location and made contact with the rear. They also discovered that the enemy's patrol ships were already guarding the route to the waterway they were heading for.

"Damn it, what the hell is going on? We were fighting the wind and waves in Bermuda one moment, and the next moment we came to this damn place. Can anyone tell me!" The captain roared loudly.

"Captain, you need to calm down. The enemy has cut off our retreat. Now Peanuttown wants us to retreat with all our strength and must retreat to the nearest Wales."

"What are you waiting for? Retreat quickly. The other party is a patrol boat and can't stop us." As a professional soldier, the captain knew that his current situation was very bad and issued orders quickly. As for the rest, he would talk about it after leaving.

"Report, enemy ships have appeared in the south. Radar shows that four warships are approaching and are expected to arrive in an hour."

The captain's heart tightened. He had to escape with all his might. If he was surrounded, he would only be captured, which the invincible Eagle Fleet would never tolerate.

However, the reality went against one's will. After staying on the sea for a long time, ice had formed again around the ship, making it unrealistic to escape quickly, and breaking the ice would seriously reduce the speed of the ship.

"Captain, the enemy has moved. They are trying to escape. Our reinforcements have not arrived yet."

The patrol ship of the Goose discovered something unusual. The frigate, which had been silent, started to move. It was trying to escape. Although we had cut off its best escape route, we still couldn't stop it without help.

"Report to the base and ask whether we should open fire if the enemy escapes. At the same time, call the frigate and ask them to state their intentions, stop their movements, shut down their engines, and accept our inspection."

The messenger quickly took the order and left, and soon came back to report, "The other side said that they were sailing normally in public waters and had not entered our territorial waters, so they asked us to get out of the way."

The captain laughed. This is a common trick of the bald eagle. Sometimes they will say that you have deviated from the course and then turn the tables on you.

"Get ready to fight!"

Unable to get the order to fire, the captain decided to open fire directly, determined to tie up the enemy and allow his reinforcements to arrive on the scene.

As the frigate broke through the ice and approached the waterway, the patrol ship had already aimed all its firepower, and finally further instructions came.

"You are not allowed to fire first, but you can ram and force the other side to stop."

"Captain, what should we do now? Moscow won't let us fire, but asks us to ram. What are these masters thinking? Our ship is small in tonnage, and we will be the only ones to suffer in a ramming!"

The captain looked at the frigate getting closer and closer and spoke again, "Follow the order. Do not open fire before the enemy opens fire. If the enemy approaches, hit them with all your strength!"

The captain's face turned pale. He was not an ordinary soldier and understood the orders from his superiors, but as a soldier, he felt uncomfortable.

A day later at the Pentagon, the secretary stood before the president in frustration.

"I'm sorry, Mr. President, we have tried our best. We have been in a standoff for a day and a night now, and there is no possibility of escaping."

"Where are our ships now?" The president seemed to be mentally prepared. Although his expression looked unhappy, he still asked in a calm tone.

"We are all on the high seas near their side. We cannot blatantly enter their territorial waters, as this will lead to war."

"How far is the frigate from the high seas? Can it still be moved?"

"Within two nautical miles, the frigate was severely damaged after breaking ice and colliding with the enemy patrol boats several times. If it keeps not firing, it will no longer be able to break through the enemy's blockade."

"The other side has not opened fire, which shows that they are very restrained. But if we open fire, we will be the only one responsible for provoking a war, which will put us in a passive position."

"But Mr. President, there is one thing you need to consider. Death in battle is the highest honor for a soldier. Failure to escape and being captured will lead to information leaks..."

"I understand that these great warriors must not fall into their hands, but we cannot bear the responsibility of provoking a war."

The president was very troubled as to why his luck was so bad. In less than a year, first the president was assassinated, then he was forced to take on the responsibility, and then he lost his entire fleet. He went through great pains to suppress the news.

Now he is facing his opponent directly with force, and each time it becomes more difficult than the last. This is not something he can handle alone. Damn it, why did he agree to run for election as a running mate? If he could do it all over again, he would definitely give up.

"Let's call a meeting. I need everyone's wisdom and more support."

Ten days later, Zhu Xuefeng, who was far away in Eastern Europe, calculated the time and came to the library. There should be a big news in the country, but there was no news on the radio here, so he could only come to look for a newspaper.

As a result, I didn't see the message from "Ms. Qiu", but unexpectedly found a news reprinted from the Peanutton Post a few days ago: A Bald Eagle warship was on patrol in the Bering Strait when it hit an ice floe at night, a malfunction caused it to deviate from its course, and finally lost its ability to move in the Bering Strait.

Just when all the crew members on the ship were in great danger of severe cold, Damao's patrol ship discovered the Bald Eagle warship in crisis. Out of humanitarianism, Damao provided selfless rescue.

The two sides worked together and fought in coordination to overcome the harsh environment. After four days and four nights, all the crew members on the ship finally got out of the predicament. In order to thank the Great Mao for his selfless assistance, the Bald Eagle paid 40 million US dollars to express its gratitude.

Newspapers extol the spirit of humanitarian rescue in length, saying that the rescue embodied respect for life, selfless dedication and deep sympathy for human suffering.

It praises that the core of humanitarian aid is to respect every life, regardless of their nationality, race, belief or social status, and they should all receive equal care and assistance.

It was quite interesting. Zhu Xuefeng quickly checked the newspapers published in various countries recently. As expected, many newspapers reprinted this news, and many of them praised this spirit.

"Is it possible?" Zhu Xuefeng was a little surprised. The wisdom of politicians was indeed beyond his comprehension. The Bald Eagle actually used this method to resolve such a big crisis. Although it cost a lot of money, it left the world with the impression that both parties were working together.

(End of this chapter)