Colonel, Fervolod Fiolovich, was facing a plate of caviar. Colonel of the Navy was full of sorrow and took a knife and fork. Now it is more than 1 o'clock in the morning, but he even dinner
Never used it.
It is not that the dishes do not have his appetite to him. Like all bear orcs, vodka, caviar, red sausage, kimchi are their favorite. Even if he is a patrol ship, he can only enjoy it for a month.
By a time with fresh caviar with vodka.
He should have enjoyed a rare food with satisfaction, instead of facing a large pot of caviar and 5 large bottle of Vodka. But as long as he thought of the situation at the moment, Colonel Rudieff had no appetite at all.
It's bad.
This is the evaluation of the status quo of Kalinenrad, including himself.
Relying on Oklana's iron wrist, the city still maintains order, but the atmosphere of uneasiness and panic still shrouded in Galinrad. In view of the geographical location of this city, whenever humans want to launch an offense from the waterway, the city is generally a total of this city.
It was the first "key care", so he also got a "wiping pad" name -whether humans or orcs, you always step on a foot here when you start to expand. In view of such a history, in the Principality and Alta, in Alpha
In the increasingly tense atmosphere, they have reason to be nervous about their personal and property security.
Although the Albion people like to speak with white gloves, they always preach Albion's army to strict training and will not do something without taste.
Who dares to believe that an extraterrestrial team will abide by what they say? Not to mention the record of the Albang army trampled on the guidelines of the war, it is still the most in the world.
When the massacre, it will not care whether the other party is a pagan, or a civilized human beings like Albion.
If Albion's propaganda department has a re -machine spirit point, and tell their military operations as "send dishes to the people of other people living in the water deep and hot, to cook the persimmon oil, hit the evil dictator who is evil **, and be killed.
They are members of reactionary and terrorist organizations, and occasionally have individual misunderstandings, we regret it ... "and so on. Perhaps the residents of Kalinrad will be more at ease, but those bureaucrats are not so avant -garde. So
The citizens spend every minute in the trembling and constantly pray to the mother god. I hope that the God of all power can bless her believers away from the disaster ...
In fact, the Gong ** team is their true guardian and the correct prayer. As for the mother -her old man has already thrown all the troubles to the agent, and the agent can not hear it, and he is not interested in going to go to go to go to go.
Help a group of poor worms destined to be abandoned.
Everyone knows nothing about this, just pray silently, not trusting their army.
No one will believe that the military forces composed of two weak patrol ships .36 brand new cannons and the same new cannon. 350 muskets. The lack of ammunition, the military forces composed of 1200 gray animals with low morale can keep the city. Let the city.
They oppress the good people, eat overlord meals, make trouble, fight back, and hope that they can block the Wang family navy? Or is it more realistic to pray to God.
In addition to the unbelievable of the Wang family's fleet and the citizens who made Colonel Rudieff uncomfortable. There are also those damn merchant ship owners, and those bastards who should hang the punishment stand are the culprits that hurt him.
Colonel Rudieff is very clear about his pounds. His third -generation "Warkeg", and the tinker "Di Bilis" belongs to the Pilis -class cruiser.
Ship. But due to the limitation of funding and the problems of the original design, each ship can only carry 18 cannons. Two ship bundles are not as good as Albion's first -class cruiser 40 guns, let alone those hundreds of cannons.
Giant Battleship. Once the war broke out, the Albion people could destroy them in just a few minutes.
Colonel Rudieff was helpless, but as a soldier, a proud bear warrior, he was not willing to wait for the Albion to blast his wars into a residue, and then use the port here.
The facility advanced to the hinterland of the Principality. Therefore, Colonel formulated a plan for self -obstructing ports.
The waterway in the port of Kalinrad 290 meters is 290 meters, and the channel for large warships can only be used in the middle, and it can be used only when the tide is high. Therefore, if the ship sinks into the channel, it can block the port entry and exit channels.
Make the Albion people unable to use the port facilities here.
This plan is bold, novel, and has certain feasibility. Under the premise that the mines and shore fire prevention power cannot be enhanced, the resources in their hands are used to avoid the ports of the port.
Compared with the tactics of scorching soil on the land, it was still acceptable. Once the plan was reported, it quickly received the support of Lieutenant General Makarov. The general quickly ordered Rudieff to start the right ship.
When Rudiev was full of passion for the country to start choosing a boat, the trouble came.
At the beginning, he chose an old cargo ship full of sand and gravel, but that night, he received an invitation to a family banquet from the count. The cargo ship disappeared the next day.
The protective performance is good. It belongs to V.E's passenger ship. In the afternoon, local municipal officials invited him to participate in the tea party. V.E's representatives were just there. In the evening, the passenger ship disappeared from the list. Then there was another whaling boat, an hour an hour, an hour
back……
On the fifth day, the Colonel completely gave up, filled the Whaliangge and the Pilies on the list of blocking ships ...
It can be imagined how bad the mood of Colonel Rudieff.
The war is imminent, and the defense force is still far away. The interests of all personal and small groups can only be temporarily retreated to one side. It is only the damn nobles.
For those bastards who do not put money, their interests are everything ...
The mother god is on, and these guys should be twisted!
For a while, the emotions of Colonel were almost out of control. I wanted to turn the impulse into action, but in the end he still sat in a chair, dazed against the caviar and vodka.
He couldn't do that kind of thing, even if he did it, he still had to continue to face this rotten stall. The Albion's fleet would not stop the pace because of any action. Even if he really wished, let the port scrapped for a while.
The Fleet of the Wang family can still find a replacement port, continue their war plans, and then blew the head in front of Lieutenant General Makarov's mines.
Therefore, it does not make much difference whether there is Kaliningrad or not. In fact, the task assigned to Rudnev's small fleet is not to defend His Majesty the Tsar's port, but to act as a guard dog. In the Albion people
When the killing comes, send an alarm to St. Petersburg. That's it.
What he has done and been able to do is of little significance to a possible war.
"Colonel."
A voice came through the cabin door, and there was a brief knock on the door. Rudnev sighed and called "Come in."
Lieutenant Yevgeny Andreevich Belens walked in, his face maintained the seriousness that a soldier should have, but the captain could still detect the obvious trace of relaxation.
It seemed that there was some good news, otherwise the captain, who was as depressed as himself half an hour ago, would not suddenly be in high spirits.
"The Naval Headquarters in St. Petersburg sent an order asking us to leave tomorrow for Kronstadt to join Lieutenant General Makarov's first battle group."
Rudnev breathed a sigh of relief. Although it was a little late, St. Petersburg finally made a decision that was not so bad. Following the instinct of survival, the colonel put down his heart. Caviar and vodka did not seem to make him feel as uncomfortable as before.
.
However, the order came too late and the relief came too early.
A huge explosion suddenly spread into the cabin, and at the same time the Varyag's hull shook violently. The two officers at the dining table and everything on the dining table fell to the ground. The magic lights flickered on and off, and the cabin
There was a chorus of screams.
"What the hell! What happened?!"
Unable to react for a moment, Rudnev shouted. The next second, the captain who came back to his senses revealed the situation.
"Explosion, we were attacked!!"
As if to annotate the roar, there was another dull explosion, the battleship continued to rock, and a hazy cry crawled against the bulkhead into their ears.
"We are under attack! Tbilisi has sunk!!"
"It's the Albion killer whale knights! The shark clan guys are fighting with them!"
Stumbling onto the deck, the sailors were roaring. The leisurely moored Tbilisi was now covered in flames, and the broken hull was submerged into the water little by little. The water illuminated by the fire was churning violently.
After a while, a shark's face emerged with a knife in its mouth. When he raised the enemy's head, the cheers almost overturned the Varyag.
Colonel Rudnev did not join the cheers. He pushed aside the sailors crowding the side of the ship and carefully searched the sea surface with his binoculars. When the high-hanging ship lights appeared in his field of vision, the binoculars almost fell from his hands.
It's the Albionans, they're here at last.
In order to prevent the Principality Navy from blocking the waterway with sunken ships, they deliberately let the killer whale knights sneak into the harbor, install sealed bombs on the bottoms of the Tbilisi and Varyag, and then activate the fire spell to detonate them. But luckily
However, the bomb installed on the bottom of the Varyag's ship failed to detonate smoothly due to poor sealing technology, causing the gunpowder to get wet. As a result, it alerted the sharks who were defending the underwater world, and in turn caused a fatal disaster.
However, the Albionans not only prepared bomb squads, they also prepared a fleet just in case.
"At least one squadron..."
The colonel murmured softly. At this time, the noise on the ship also stopped. Everyone stared blankly at the warships with red and white rose flags and Z-shaped signal flags turning around in the port. Five warships lined up in columns one after another, facing off against Varian.
The grid numbers are at vertical angles.
"Line up."
An incredibly calm voice escaped from Colonel Rudnev's mouth. Without saying a word, the sailors quickly formed a square formation on the deck.
Everyone was looking at their commander sincerely. Although the old sailor was usually very strict and even a little mean, they believed in this man who could at least share the joys and sorrows with them. In the solemn atmosphere, Colonel Rudnev and Colonel
Familiar faces passed by each other, saying word by word:
"...We will break out and engage the entire squadron. No matter how powerful the enemy, there will be no question of surrender - we will not surrender our ships, nor will we surrender to the scoundrels who launched a dastardly sneak attack. We will
Fight with all your strength until the last moment
until the last drop of blood is shed. Everyone should be calm and perform their duties accurately without panic. Especially the gunners should remember that every shell will cause losses to the enemy. Once a fire breaks out, do not panic and put it out quickly.
, report to me...let us fight bravely."
"Ula!!"
Amid the cheers of the sailors, the Albion fleet erupted in a flash of light. After flying through the air for a few seconds, a pile of iron lumps stirred up a pile of water columns around the Varyag. There was a hint of fairness and excitement.
With pride and contempt for the Albionese, the Varyag raised its anchor chain and slowly sailed out of the parking lot. Facing the airtight barrage, the soldiers of the Principality took the boat and launched a charge outside the port. (To be completed.