A banquet is underway on the USS Aubama aircraft carrier.
The ladies and gentlemen in evening gowns danced on the dance floor, and the politicians and businessmen standing next to the banquet table clinked each other and chatted enthusiastically.
Among them are ship owners, merchants, members of Congress, and bureaucrats serving in government agencies.
Such banquets are common on the Obama, as if something to celebrate happens every few days.
Even though most poor people on freighters struggle on the line of food and clothing, this does not prevent them from squeezing out a little supplies to enjoy their lives.
…Have you heard of the proposal of MP Bansal?He actually proposed to Congress that he would close the ranch on the Lahaina and release a thousand two-headed Brahmins?Jesus is above, I have never heard of such a ridiculous proposal!
Now that anyone can get into our Congress, we must tighten the threshold for becoming a member of parliament.
But we can’t ignore the opinions of a thousand Indian Americans, and we’ll be very troubled if they strike to protest.
I heard that the recent one...
Loss?What a joke, USN uses all its strength, pinching them to death is like pinching an ant to death!
It is said that the USN Marines scrapped more than 500 NS-90 robots, and our plane has been successful, but it was still one step slower after all.
They won't be so lucky every time, let's cheer for the future of America!
Haha, cheers!
……
Looking at the plate of carbon-grilled double-headed Brahmin beef, the mutated cod castle poured with mud crab mayonnaise, and the quantum champagne filled with goblets, Zhou Guoping sighed helplessly, feeling no appetite at all.
If we follow NAC standards, the style of this banquet can only be said to be extremely low.
Not to mention anything else, at least NAC's banquets never place canned food in the most conspicuous position of the banquet table, and they also have to show their identity certificates when receiving the meal.
Of course, it’s not their fault. After all, for these survivors who drift on the sea and live without a fixed place, canned food can really be a luxury.
He missed his days in the Sixth District now.
At least in terms of eating, NAC has never treated its own people unfairly.
Arriving on the Obama, these Americans not only did not abuse him, but regarded him as an interesting character... or a rare animal.
President Sean specifically allowed him to attend banquets on the aircraft carrier as the Governor of the NAC, and even allowed him to live on the aircraft carrier as a state guest.
...We are a multicultural country. As long as you are willing to accept our philosophy, you are part of us.To abuse prisoners of war is all done by the barbarians, not us.This is President Sean's original words. Although the tone is high-sounding, in Zhou Guoping's ears, this sentence is no different from farting.
He has never seen his fellow countrymen since he boarded the ship.
It is obvious that the three thousand colonists were not sent to the American fleet at all. As for where they were sent, he had already made some progress these days.
Although this group of Americans moved factories, farms, and even farmland to the deck of the freighter, this fleet is not the whole of America. After all, there is no waste on the ship for recycling and no resources for mining.
The source of supplies for the American fleet mainly relies on concentration camps in Panama, where criminals, slaves, and prisoners captured from the settlements of survivors in South America are engaged in the most basic work of scavenging, mining, resource recycling, etc.
Zhou Guoping was 100% sure that the 3,000 colonial residents had been sent there, and even the more than 30,000 slaves he had redeemed were likely to be sent there... Even those slaves were mostly native North Americans.
At this moment, a familiar and disgusting voice came from the side.I saw a man in a suit and ties walking towards him with a goblet and smiling.
Haha, dear Mr. Zhou Guoping, how have you been recently? Are you still used to living on the boat?
Seeing this face, Governor Zhou was in a normal mood and was not very beautiful in an instant.
The person in front of him is nothing but the president of the United States of America, who also serves as captain of the USS Obama, Sean Luke.
Although the USN Marines suffered a considerable loss in NAC some time ago, Sean's face was not as angry as he was on his face at this moment. Instead, he smiled brightly, raised his glass to Zhou Guoping so far away from the two tables.
As a president, he needs to show enough demeanor when facing prisoners to win the favor of neutrals in the country.
Although Zhou Guoping could feel that this president looked down on him from the bottom of his heart.
Thank you for your thoughtfulness.Out of helplessness, he patiently raised his goblet and said in a stiff tone, "I'm fine, except for occasional seasickness, everything else is fine."
Yeah?Sean laughed, hoping you can enjoy this banquet for the upcoming victory.
Then I have to have two drinks.Zhou Guoping grinned and made a sarcastic sentence without a trace.
He did not hear the sarcasm in Zhou Guoping's tone. Perhaps he had heard it but didn't care. The President had turned to the guests who were surrounding him and started talking to them with a smile.
Forgotten in the corner, Zhou Guoping put down his wine glass, walked outside the cabin, leaned against the guardrail and lit a inferior cigarette.
The soldier standing outside on duty turned sideways slightly and stared at him without any concealment.
Without caring about the guarded sight, Zhou Guoping planned to go back after breathing, and could hear some news from those people's conversations.
However, at this moment, the cigarette he had just smoked halfway and suddenly fell from his mouth into the sea.
Pretending to be a cigarette roll that was blown away by the sea breeze, Zhou Guoping used his head-down action to hide the ecstasy on his face.
The soldiers watching him next to him did not notice anything unusual, and they still stood there on duty motionlessly.
Just now, the current sound with a hint of noise suddenly appeared in his mind.
This is the Parrot... Is it Mr. Governor?
……
It has been a week since the Order Number arrived on the West Coast, and it has been three days since the Power Armored Team set out for the desert.
During this week, almost every day, a small USN plane would break into the colony's radar detection area, fire a long-range air-to-air missile at the order number, and then turn the plane's nose back before approaching the colony's air defense fire.
This kind of harassment has no meaning. On such a long distance scale, even if ground air-to-air missiles do not need ground air defense weapons, the laser point defense weapons provided by the airship are enough to allow the missile to explode in the air from a distance.
Their F-79 numbers should be very limited.Putting down the telescope, Jiang Chen squinted his eyes and looked at the direction the flight team left. If there were extra planes in his hand, I would definitely have a gamble.
As long as you break through the blockade of the ground fire network and replace the enemy's aircraft carrier with several aircraft, the benefits will be quite huge.
However, these fighters did not dare to rush into the NAC's firepower network. Apart from checking in every day, they did not move any more.
Obviously, the combat damage of the five aircraft has already hurt them.
What exactly are they waiting for?Zheng Shanhe frowned.
A wind.After pausing for a moment, Jiang Chen smiled and continued, either, it was a hurricane, a tornado, or a lightning storm or something.
He was slightly stunned. Zheng Shanhe had not reacted at first. After two seconds, he looked at Jiang Chen with a huge shock.
You, what you mean!
That's right.Jiang Chen nodded, and a dangerous light flashed in his slightly narrowed eyes. Now the National Guard and Yimin people were already standing on our side, and the troops were stationed in the camp next to the fortress.If USN's planes come here every day, they shouldn't be unable to find this.
For USN, the West Coast survivor forces have stood opposite them and become an obstacle to their revival of America.
In this way, since they have taken the lead in finding the West Coast Meteorological Monitoring Center, it is obviously a more convenient option to directly use meteorological weapons to clean the floor.
As for why USN people have not done this, it can only be understood as it takes a certain amount of time to start a meteorological weapon, or it takes certain conditions to summon large natural disasters.
Now I can only pray that the power armored forces sent to the Nevada Desert can snatch the West Coast Meteorological Monitoring Center from USN's hands before USN launches a meteorological strike...
The ladies and gentlemen in evening gowns danced on the dance floor, and the politicians and businessmen standing next to the banquet table clinked each other and chatted enthusiastically.
Among them are ship owners, merchants, members of Congress, and bureaucrats serving in government agencies.
Such banquets are common on the Obama, as if something to celebrate happens every few days.
Even though most poor people on freighters struggle on the line of food and clothing, this does not prevent them from squeezing out a little supplies to enjoy their lives.
…Have you heard of the proposal of MP Bansal?He actually proposed to Congress that he would close the ranch on the Lahaina and release a thousand two-headed Brahmins?Jesus is above, I have never heard of such a ridiculous proposal!
Now that anyone can get into our Congress, we must tighten the threshold for becoming a member of parliament.
But we can’t ignore the opinions of a thousand Indian Americans, and we’ll be very troubled if they strike to protest.
I heard that the recent one...
Loss?What a joke, USN uses all its strength, pinching them to death is like pinching an ant to death!
It is said that the USN Marines scrapped more than 500 NS-90 robots, and our plane has been successful, but it was still one step slower after all.
They won't be so lucky every time, let's cheer for the future of America!
Haha, cheers!
……
Looking at the plate of carbon-grilled double-headed Brahmin beef, the mutated cod castle poured with mud crab mayonnaise, and the quantum champagne filled with goblets, Zhou Guoping sighed helplessly, feeling no appetite at all.
If we follow NAC standards, the style of this banquet can only be said to be extremely low.
Not to mention anything else, at least NAC's banquets never place canned food in the most conspicuous position of the banquet table, and they also have to show their identity certificates when receiving the meal.
Of course, it’s not their fault. After all, for these survivors who drift on the sea and live without a fixed place, canned food can really be a luxury.
He missed his days in the Sixth District now.
At least in terms of eating, NAC has never treated its own people unfairly.
Arriving on the Obama, these Americans not only did not abuse him, but regarded him as an interesting character... or a rare animal.
President Sean specifically allowed him to attend banquets on the aircraft carrier as the Governor of the NAC, and even allowed him to live on the aircraft carrier as a state guest.
...We are a multicultural country. As long as you are willing to accept our philosophy, you are part of us.To abuse prisoners of war is all done by the barbarians, not us.This is President Sean's original words. Although the tone is high-sounding, in Zhou Guoping's ears, this sentence is no different from farting.
He has never seen his fellow countrymen since he boarded the ship.
It is obvious that the three thousand colonists were not sent to the American fleet at all. As for where they were sent, he had already made some progress these days.
Although this group of Americans moved factories, farms, and even farmland to the deck of the freighter, this fleet is not the whole of America. After all, there is no waste on the ship for recycling and no resources for mining.
The source of supplies for the American fleet mainly relies on concentration camps in Panama, where criminals, slaves, and prisoners captured from the settlements of survivors in South America are engaged in the most basic work of scavenging, mining, resource recycling, etc.
Zhou Guoping was 100% sure that the 3,000 colonial residents had been sent there, and even the more than 30,000 slaves he had redeemed were likely to be sent there... Even those slaves were mostly native North Americans.
At this moment, a familiar and disgusting voice came from the side.I saw a man in a suit and ties walking towards him with a goblet and smiling.
Haha, dear Mr. Zhou Guoping, how have you been recently? Are you still used to living on the boat?
Seeing this face, Governor Zhou was in a normal mood and was not very beautiful in an instant.
The person in front of him is nothing but the president of the United States of America, who also serves as captain of the USS Obama, Sean Luke.
Although the USN Marines suffered a considerable loss in NAC some time ago, Sean's face was not as angry as he was on his face at this moment. Instead, he smiled brightly, raised his glass to Zhou Guoping so far away from the two tables.
As a president, he needs to show enough demeanor when facing prisoners to win the favor of neutrals in the country.
Although Zhou Guoping could feel that this president looked down on him from the bottom of his heart.
Thank you for your thoughtfulness.Out of helplessness, he patiently raised his goblet and said in a stiff tone, "I'm fine, except for occasional seasickness, everything else is fine."
Yeah?Sean laughed, hoping you can enjoy this banquet for the upcoming victory.
Then I have to have two drinks.Zhou Guoping grinned and made a sarcastic sentence without a trace.
He did not hear the sarcasm in Zhou Guoping's tone. Perhaps he had heard it but didn't care. The President had turned to the guests who were surrounding him and started talking to them with a smile.
Forgotten in the corner, Zhou Guoping put down his wine glass, walked outside the cabin, leaned against the guardrail and lit a inferior cigarette.
The soldier standing outside on duty turned sideways slightly and stared at him without any concealment.
Without caring about the guarded sight, Zhou Guoping planned to go back after breathing, and could hear some news from those people's conversations.
However, at this moment, the cigarette he had just smoked halfway and suddenly fell from his mouth into the sea.
Pretending to be a cigarette roll that was blown away by the sea breeze, Zhou Guoping used his head-down action to hide the ecstasy on his face.
The soldiers watching him next to him did not notice anything unusual, and they still stood there on duty motionlessly.
Just now, the current sound with a hint of noise suddenly appeared in his mind.
This is the Parrot... Is it Mr. Governor?
……
It has been a week since the Order Number arrived on the West Coast, and it has been three days since the Power Armored Team set out for the desert.
During this week, almost every day, a small USN plane would break into the colony's radar detection area, fire a long-range air-to-air missile at the order number, and then turn the plane's nose back before approaching the colony's air defense fire.
This kind of harassment has no meaning. On such a long distance scale, even if ground air-to-air missiles do not need ground air defense weapons, the laser point defense weapons provided by the airship are enough to allow the missile to explode in the air from a distance.
Their F-79 numbers should be very limited.Putting down the telescope, Jiang Chen squinted his eyes and looked at the direction the flight team left. If there were extra planes in his hand, I would definitely have a gamble.
As long as you break through the blockade of the ground fire network and replace the enemy's aircraft carrier with several aircraft, the benefits will be quite huge.
However, these fighters did not dare to rush into the NAC's firepower network. Apart from checking in every day, they did not move any more.
Obviously, the combat damage of the five aircraft has already hurt them.
What exactly are they waiting for?Zheng Shanhe frowned.
A wind.After pausing for a moment, Jiang Chen smiled and continued, either, it was a hurricane, a tornado, or a lightning storm or something.
He was slightly stunned. Zheng Shanhe had not reacted at first. After two seconds, he looked at Jiang Chen with a huge shock.
You, what you mean!
That's right.Jiang Chen nodded, and a dangerous light flashed in his slightly narrowed eyes. Now the National Guard and Yimin people were already standing on our side, and the troops were stationed in the camp next to the fortress.If USN's planes come here every day, they shouldn't be unable to find this.
For USN, the West Coast survivor forces have stood opposite them and become an obstacle to their revival of America.
In this way, since they have taken the lead in finding the West Coast Meteorological Monitoring Center, it is obviously a more convenient option to directly use meteorological weapons to clean the floor.
As for why USN people have not done this, it can only be understood as it takes a certain amount of time to start a meteorological weapon, or it takes certain conditions to summon large natural disasters.
Now I can only pray that the power armored forces sent to the Nevada Desert can snatch the West Coast Meteorological Monitoring Center from USN's hands before USN launches a meteorological strike...
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