Reborn in 1993, Dark Sea

The remaining ships of the Luoan Fleet have all arrived. They have deployed into battle formation and begun to rescue personnel and supplies. Many speedboats are also constantly rushing over from a distance.

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M Country Fleet Command Ship

General Smith slammed his glove on the command table: "Let's go, let's leave and continue our own mission."

"General, are we just going to walk away from what's going on here?" a lieutenant asked.

"Why should we care? We're here for an exercise."

"But General..."

"No buts! Follow orders!"

"yes!"

General Smith frowned. "You're all too young... You don't know, my grandfather, the general of the 1st Cavalry Division, still has nightmares to this day... They call death 'sacrifice'! You don't understand..."

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Luoan Fleet's New Flagship

The general, with his graying hair, looked extremely grim.

People from Country M are indeed unreliable!

"Sir, what should we do?" the subordinate asked, sounding slightly panicked.

"Yes, what should we do?... " The white-haired general closed his eyes.

The Luo An headquarters was lost, General Hu Zuokeng was killed in action, and there was an unprecedented large-scale riot in the country. The Y country's top leadership was in a state of panic and ordered them to return immediately to quell the rebellion... But he couldn't leave! If he left, he would never be able to avenge this attack.

"Stop communicating with them. Let's wait until midnight today and tell everyone to prepare for battle."

His subordinates were terrified, but seeing the resolute look on the white-haired general's face, not one dared to object.

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In the ward

An Xiaohai examined the injuries of the three men.

Xu Tianyou looked badly injured, but actually it wasn't too serious. A piece of shrapnel had punctured his lung, which was why he was coughing up so much blood. The shrapnel had already been removed. An Xiaohai wanted to see his wound, but the guy absolutely refused to let him.

Kunji is in a bit of trouble. Although his injury is not too serious, his kneecap is fractured and he will need to rest for a long time. He will also have to be extra careful when walking and running in the future.

The one who was seriously injured was actually Xie Dan. A machine gun bullet pierced his arm and then entered his ribs, almost hitting his liver. Fortunately, the bullet did not explode, otherwise he would have died.

The captain and political commissar arrived together and carefully examined everyone's injuries.

"Captain, do you have any smaller boats? I mean, do you have any small, unarmed boats that can travel long distances?"

After the captain and political commissar checked everyone's injuries, An Xiaohai asked with a smile.

An Xiaohai knew very well what the situation was like outside.

The captain and the political commissar exchanged a glance, and they both instantly understood what An Xiaohai meant.

"We do have the kind of ship you're talking about. We have a special type of ship that transports supplies from supply ships, which perfectly meets your requirements."

However, we do not recommend that you do this. Your injuries are not suitable for long-distance sailing in a small boat. If you encounter strong winds and waves, you will be in danger.

The political commissar said with a frown.

"Don't worry, just stay here. If we can't even protect you, what kind of soldiers are we? Wouldn't that make us a laughingstock?"

"Don't be afraid of them! If they dare to make any trouble, we'll fight them to the bitter end!" the captain shouted, his eyes bulging.

"It's not that I'm afraid of them, nor that I'm afraid of making things difficult for you. We still have a mission to complete, and we can't stay here any longer. We must leave immediately."

An Xiaohai told a lie with an expression of utmost sincerity.

The captain and political commissar exchanged another glance: "Are you telling the truth? You're not lying to us?"

"Of course not. If you two are really worried, you can send a military doctor with us. He can even bring the ship back after we arrive."

"Let's settle it like this. We really need to leave immediately."

"Well... alright!" The captain nodded through gritted teeth.

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At 10 p.m., gunfire erupted, and a small supply boat broke away from the formation, slipped through the gaps between the warships, and fled to the northeast.

The white-haired general, his face ashen, put down his binoculars.

The guy who blew up their flagship in his speedboat early yesterday morning didn't forget to give him the middle finger while he was escaping.

But what could he do? Chase after them? Blame them and tell them to go after them?

It's impossible; there's no solution.

"Sir, what should we do?"

"Sigh..." The gray-haired general sighed, "Let's wait a little longer, until early tomorrow morning."

"Keep an eye on them. If that ship quietly returns, we'll destroy it; if it never returns, then... let's leave. There's no point in staying here anymore."

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On the command ship, the captain and political commissar stood silently at the ship's side, watching the direction An Xiaohai and the others had left. After an unknown amount of time, the captain finally broke the silence.

"What's going on these past few days? Every night it's been overcast! ...That little boat doesn't even have a navigation system, will those guys get lost?... "

The captain said, sounding somewhat annoyed.

"Yes, fog has rolled in on the sea, making things even more difficult for them..." The political commissar sighed softly.

The captain slammed his fist on the iron railing: "Fire three flares to the northeast, I'm going fishing!"

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"yes!"

clap clap clap!

Three red flares rose into the sky, illuminating the sky and sea in a crimson glow.

The soldiers stood on the deck, facing the direction An Xiaohai and his group had left, and saluted.