It's like a five-flavor bottle that has suddenly been knocked over.

Mixed flavors!

At this moment, looking at the seven cutting-edge warships anchored in front of him from the latest technology of the United States, Weidemeyer, who had been in this ancient country for several years, remembered this sentence.

The United States is mired in war in the West, but it is rising here.

"General Chu, can I go up and have a look?"

When he saw these warships and the sailors on them, Weidemeyer knew that the division plan devised by the American congressmen must have come to naught.

If it continues, it can only be the end of the meat bun beating the dog.

The money was spent, and then nothing happened, two hundred million dollars, which is not a lot for the United States, and an Iowa-class battleship was only one and a half hundred million dollars.

"Absolutely."

Chu Yunfei replied with a smile.

If it is Li Yunlong's warship, it will definitely not be allowed to be seen by the Americans until it is ready.

However, the technical indicators of the seven warships he got in front of him cannot be said to be exactly the same as those built by the Americans, but they can be said to be exactly the same.

A little increase in artillery and power, it is not visible from the appearance alone, and the increase is not large, the main gun is reduced by dozens of tons, the barrel life has been increased by half, and the power has increased by more than a thousand horsepower.

These warships, in fact, have a core role in training new sailors, as well as dealing with the Austrian Navy, as well as bullying the devils of the subcontinent, so that Weidemeyer can see that there is no problem.

"Thank you."

Wedemeyer somewhat impatiently boarded an Iowa-class battleship.

The two of them walked from the deck all the way to the power cabin on the ground floor, during which Weidemeyer was in a state of silence.

As a military person, Weidemeyer once went to the interior of the Iowa class, and compared what he saw in front of him, he found that it was really exactly the same as what was built in the United States, and in terms of craftsmanship details, there was still something surpassed.

"Your Army..."

Looking at Chu Yunfei, who was still smiling, Wei Demai's mouth moved, and he suddenly sighed before he suddenly exclaimed:

"It's going to be a lot of momentum."

In fact, he wanted to ask where these seven American warships came from and where they were produced.

Although the various technologies on battleships, aircraft carriers, and heavy cruises are not as good as the Manhattan Project, a level of secrecy that he does not even know about clues, in the United States, it is also an absolute state military secret.

But in the end, I held back.

Even if you ask, it's just boring and won't lead to anything.

"Haha, the general has won the award."

Chu Yunfei waved his hand very modestly:

"We are still far behind, both in terms of size and combat experience, we are still far behind the American Navy."

The corners of Weidemeyer's mouth twitched, and he didn't pick up the conversation.

The current situation of the American Navy is still there, the scale is still the first in the world, and the new warships are launched one after another, which is much better than the British Empire, after all, the bombing that lasted for a year, and the British warships also suffered a lot of losses.

But after the Battle of the Pacific, battleships and propeller aircraft carriers were already outdated.

No matter how big the scale is, it's just a target.

As soon as Weidemeyer stepped off the Iowa-class battleship, a staff officer rushed over in a hurry, pulled Weidemeyer aside, and said anxiously:

"General, the mainland is being bombed again."

Although Weidemeyer has been a marginal person for a long time, recent events have suddenly improved his status a lot, and the latest news in the United States has been delivered to him in time.

"What?"

Weidemeyer was shocked:

"This bunch of garbage."

The moment the Manhattan Project was all leaked, he knew that the Germans were bound to bomb again.

Even he could have imagined that the country has not yet strengthened its air defense?

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Meanwhile.

On the west coast of the United States, over several important factories.

"Fake."

In the cockpit of a newly commissioned jet fighter, the commander looked at a bomber in the distance whose engine was burning, but was still flying normally, and subconsciously pulled the trigger, but there were no traces of tracer in the nose.

He ran out of ammunition.

Suddenly, the flight captain scolded.

"Captain, I don't have any bullets left."

A teammate on the side also shouted.

"We don't have any bullets left!"

The voices in the channel are gone.

"Fack, these goddamn bureaucrats."

The captain breathed fragrant again.

At the beginning, even though the front-line response firepower was insufficient, due to multiple reasons such as suppliers, the new jet fighters were equipped with six 12.7mm heavy machine guns.

This firepower is enough for fighters, but for bombers of large size, it is simply an itch.

Subsequent batches finally had to urgently increase their firepower.

However, the jet fighters produced in the previous batches, due to structural problems, could not be modified to improve firepower, and the front line was not wanted, so they were thrown to the domestic territorial air defense department.

At this time, the captain was piloting a fighter plane armed with only six heavy machine guns.

So did his wingman.

So are my teammates.

Although the self-defense firepower of this six-engine bomber is strong, the target is huge, and only seventeen of them cannot form a firepower network, but the lack of firepower is a big problem.

He and his wingman aimed at the edge, and a bomber attacked repeatedly, repeatedly breaking into the attack range and firing.

However, after launching several attacks and running out of bullets, it only ignited one of the bomber's engines, and the bomber did not seem to be affected in any way, and still rushed towards the factory in the distance at high speed.

"Why hasn't the support come yet?"

Piloting the plane to follow the bomber, he couldn't help but curse again.

Because of the opening of the Pacific Fleet, there was no longer a threat to the west coast, and most of the jet squadrons that were originally prepared for attacks on the other side were transferred to the European front line to cooperate with the attack on the German Siegfeiler Line, defend the British mainland, and have forward bases.

After all, jet fighters have only been in service for a few months now, and no matter how strong the industrial capacity of the United States is, the initial production speed is relatively slow in the face of a completely new aircraft.

Plus losses at the front.

Completely unable to meet the needs of the troops.

For the very "safe" factory areas on the West Coast, only one squadron of first-generation jets and a few propeller fighters were left in each factory as symbolic air defense.

But that's it.

Understandable.

What made the captain angry the most was.

The east coast had been bombed eight hours earlier, and it was known that about a hundred German bombers were coming towards the east coast, but so far there was no support from their side.

"And anti-aircraft guns, hopefully shoot them down."

A reminder from the wingman on the side.

While the fighter units were transferred, the anti-aircraft artillery was strengthened.

"Luckily, there are anti-aircraft guns."

The captain breathed a sigh of relief.

Although it is not clear what the factory they are defending produces, it is an airport with a high level of secrecy, not only them, but even almost all the workers and engineers do not know what they are producing, only that each time the product is not in large quantities, but it is directly transported by the military.

So ground anti-aircraft fire has been intensifying.

Even if you can't shoot down this bomber, it is estimated that it will be able to interfere with the bomb dropping.

And.

Around the factory, there are also a lot of camouflage facilities deployed, among which there are even fake factory targets, unless...

As soon as he thought of this, he saw the location of the factory in his field of vision, where it was originally pitch black, and suddenly a little fire appeared, and then the fire continued to burn and quickly brightened.

"Molotov cocktail!"

"There's a spy!"

For a moment, the squadron leader's scalp tingled.

Then, he also saw that the dozen or so bombers did not drop bombs, but completely ignored the fire of the anti-aircraft guns, and plunged directly to the factory position, although they were hit by anti-aircraft guns many times, and one bomber was blown up in the air, but it still could not be stopped.

Boom...

Sixteen huge fireballs erupted from the ground, illuminating almost the entire area.

Correspondingly, there is the American pilot on the plane, with a miserable face.

"Are they crazy?"

These American GIs were puzzled.

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White House, USA.

"What?"

Lao Du also has the same tone and the same expression.

Horror.

Unbelievable.

"What's going on?"

"What's going on?"

"Why are even the factories on the West Coast being bombed? And the loss is so great,"

"And."

"Why are they able to bomb so accurately, haven't they all done cover-up measures?"

Lao Du threw a series of questions at the person in charge of the Ministry of Homeland Defense who had just come in.

Although it is an angry blame, Lao Du's doubts are also reasonable.

The factories on the west coast were completely beyond the bombing range of the Germans, and, although he had not inspected them, he had seen the photographs, and the factories were very well hidden, not only were the factories hidden, they looked like a small town from the outside, and there were fake factories around to confuse the view, and these factories were all producing.

"The enemy bombers didn't even think of going back."

The head of the Homeland Air Defense, which was established only last year, bowed his head and said:

"In particular, the bombers that bombed the factories on the west coast crashed directly into the factory area, so the damage was very large."

"In addition, there are spies inside many secret factories, and they provide the location during the bombing, so the German bombers can accurately find the location of the factory."

"Spy!"

Lao Du immediately slapped the table.

Co-authored, not only on the other side, but even German spies spread all over the United States.

"Quickly count the damage report and start repairing it immediately to resume production as soon as possible."

Lao Du took a deep breath and gave a series of orders, and then he said to the secretary:

"Go and call McCarthy."

"And Congress... Call me too."

The problem of espionage must be solved.

It must be, and immediately, even at some cost.

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"I'm in trouble."

In the subcontinent, Yamamoto, who has not appeared for a long time, has a dignified complexion as soon as he appears.

"What happened?"

Gangcun asked.

Recently, Chu Yunfei suddenly slowed down the pace of the attack, and even stopped the attack temporarily, but instead became entangled with Ao, and the troops were sent to Ao, which made him breathe a sigh of relief.

Today, less than half of the troops under their command are still short of weapons and ammunition, and the industry here can only provide light weapons for use.

This should be a good thing for them.

"It's an American."

Yamamoto took out a newspaper and handed it to Gangmura:

"It has been confirmed that the Americans' fleet has really been completely wiped out by them."

"How is this possible?"

After taking the newspaper and reading it, Gangcun stood up suddenly, his face changed greatly.

He had read that newspaper for a long time, and at first Gangcun didn't believe it and sent someone to investigate, but as more news came, especially the appearance of those captured American sailors, he had to believe it.

They are all counting on the Americans.

If the Americans do not accept their surrender, then their army of more than 100,000 locusts on the subcontinent will have to wait for death.

"And."

Yamamoto continued:

"According to the informant, Chu Yunfei seems to be equipped with two giant battleships with a displacement of 50,000 tons, a large aircraft carrier, two battleships with a displacement of 20,000 tons, and two destroyers."

As the last heavy cruiser in the world, the Des Moines class has reached the level of a battleship in terms of displacement and armament.

"So many!"

Gangcun Tong hole shrank.

The Austrian Navy is just a group of local chickens and dogs, a few outdated heavy patrols, and all the aviation units have been wiped out, Chu Yunfei is definitely not dealing with the Austrian Navy with so many fleets.

So.

Is it intended to land directly on the subcontinent?

It's much easier than fighting from land.

There are many ports in the subcontinent, and the places where you can land are huge, and it is absolutely impossible to stop them with hundreds of thousands of locust armies lacking heavy weapons.

"And they've brought in a group of Combined Fleet captives."

Yamamoto sighed.

I have to say that Yamamoto is a good old devil in terms of intelligence.

"It's a big hassle."

Gangcun rubbed his forehead.

He just wanted to say that battleships are not so easy to master, although Chu Yunfei's group has a lot of naval talents, but the ones they drove before were only old battleships of the last century, which were completely different from cutting-edge battleships.

Even if someone teaches and has technical personnel to tutor, you don't have half a year of hard training, don't want to be proficient.

But if you add the grassroots technicians of the United Fleet, start and use, there will be no problem at all.

After the collapse of the Combined Fleet, a large number of naval warriors were captured, among these people, there were not many war criminals who were so-called to be firmly executed, most of them were imprisoned and entered labor service, and the seamen who put together a few battleships had no problem, as long as they controlled the command and key positions, these sailors had no chance to resist at all.

In half a month at most, a few battleships and destroyers will be able to pull into the ocean, and it is impossible for the navy to fight with each other, but there is no problem at all in shelling the port, dealing with the army, and pretending to be a deterrent.

This also means:

They have less time.

"And."

Yamamoto continued:

"They've also increased the bounty by 20 percent per person."

"I'm worth one hundred and twenty tons of gold now, and sixty tons even for a human head."

"Twenty percent."

The corners of Gangcun's mouth twitched.

Because of these bounties, and because the other side paid directly in gold, and never broke their promises, they have been exchanged for nearly 1,000 tons of gold, and now there are a large number of armed personnel from various countries entering the territory of the Great Japanese Empire, and there are more and more of them.

Bandits in the Republic of China, criminals from various countries, and veterans all poured in.

The grand occasion of the Alaskan Gold Rush was being staged on the mainland of the Great Japanese Empire at this time, and it was even more crazy.

After this price increase, the total number of "war criminals" on the wanted list exceeds 10,000 tons.

Recently, the subcontinent locust army has also been attacked quite a bit.

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"What?"

At the same time, the Austrian Prime Minister looked at the newspaper in his hand and his eyes widened:

"Wanted bounty on me? Three tons of gold!"

"Yes."

The secretary bowed his head and said:

"They say you committed a crime against humanity because you once enacted the miners' immigration law, restricting immigration, excluding and discriminating against people on the other side, causing thousands of deaths."

Those who can act as prime ministers are all Austrian figures, parliamentarians or something, and the current Austrian prime minister used to be a regional parliamentarian in the north.

"Anti-human?!"

The Austrian Prime Minister scolded:

"Those monkeys are also human?"

The secretary bowed his head and did not speak.

He wasn't wanted, and he didn't want to, he didn't dare to say that.

"So many?"

While scolding, the prime minister looked at the newspaper, and he found that there were not many on the list, but hundreds of them.

"All mine owners who participated in the enactment of the restriction law, as well as some of the miners who mistreated the miners, are wanted, a total of 577 people."

The secretary replied.

"Only wanted us?"

Ao suddenly noticed something.

Although there are many lists in the newspapers, the whole world has done this, and it has only been a few years since the Chinese Exclusion Act in the United States was revoked!

"Yes."

The secretary replied helplessly.

"Damn monkeys."

The Austrian Prime Minister scolded again.

"A hundred kilograms of gold."

Looking at the lowest mine offer, there was a faint cold sweat dripping on the forehead of the Austrian Prime Minister.

In this world, there has never been a shortage of people who die for money, and western cowboys and bounty hunters still exist today, and a hundred kilograms of gold is more than 200,000 US dollars, which is enough to make most people crazy compared to the price.

Not to mention three tons.

With so much gold in hand, it is enough to have food and clothing for a lifetime.

Moreover, the other side is really paying for gold, and nearly 1,000 tons of gold have flowed out of it.

For a moment, the prime minister's eyes changed when he looked at his secretary.

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Just the next day, the new wanted warrant for criminals against humanity was issued.

Bang dang dang...

With the crisp sound of the rails, a state-of-the-art diesel locomotive pulled a double-decker passenger train stopped at the Ping'an County Railway Station, and in the last carriage, a bunch of bearded men in military uniforms walked down.

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