Unknown person: No problem, how about setting you up ten villa townhouses? In this way, everyone has enough space, and we have paid for the expenses. Don’t double the pocket money. Give you 30,000 yuan a month, which is enough for you to spend?

Missouri: The deal is completed! After I finished seeing the commander, I immediately asked Yu Siqing to bring you things over. But I agreed in advance that this is just a wreckage, not a complete engine. You can't find anything, don't blame me!

Unknown people: Don’t worry, what you want is the wreckage. If you take out a whole engine, we will not be able to explain it! The wreckage is good!

Missouri: OK, since that's the case, let's make it clear.

Unknown person: Missouri, is this just the requirement? Why not make more money? For example, add more money, get more things, etc. Don’t worry, as long as it is a reasonable request, we will definitely agree.

Missouri: These are enough! I have to thank you for speaking. If you hadn't helped you sweep the tail and cover it up for so long, we would have been exposed. At that time, it would be really uneasy. Maybe we would have to use the naval gun to teach some eye-opening things.

Unknown person: Really, Missouri, please give me some more opinions! The Tomahawk missile incident last time had already made readers scold him to death. Now you have helped us get the engine wreckage of the F22 fighter. If you don’t give ten or eight benefits, you may be beaten by readers!

Missouri: What does that matter to me? Anyway, I can’t think of any other requirements now, so I will do it like this first! As for other things, I can put them in the future and then talk about them!

Unknown people:...Okay, then that's it...

Missouri: Yes.

After ending the chat with unknown people, Missouri glanced at the three of them and waved to the flight attendant.

"Please give me a bottle of sake," she said to the flight attendant.

"Okay, Miss."

The flight attendant nodded and then placed a bottle of sake and a set of wine utensils in front of Missouri.

"Miss, please use it slowly." She bowed to Missouri and left her side.

"This first class service is good! I decided to go back and tell the commander that when I go out to take a plane in the future, I must take a first class." Missouri poured sake into a small glass and said comfortably.

...I am the dividing line for wine tasting...

While sitting in the first class cabin of Missouri, while enjoying the wine leisurely and comfortably, Yamamura, the chief of staff of the Neon Maritime Self-Defense Force, was looking at the two generals of Hawksaurus in front of him in a panic.

"General Yamamura, I need you Neon to give us an explanation! Why did the warships of the old Neon Navy attack our Seventh Fleet?" Michael sat opposite Yamamura Hiro and stared at him and asked.

Faced with the criticism of the two top officials of the Seventh Fleet, Hiro Yamamura was really confused and helpless.

Since the spy invasion last evening, Yamamura Hiroshi has not stopped his work.

Mobilized police to search in the streets for martial law; met with the leaders of the club to ask them to assist in the search; applied for the US military stationed in Japan to mobilize the army; held an emergency meeting with the heads of various departments; and faced the emperor's accountability, etc., so he was so busy that he had almost no time to go to the toilet.

At this time, two commanders of the Seventh Fleet came to question the door. He didn't even know what the old Neon Navy warships were about to attack them. The old Neon Navy warships had already been fighting, dismantled and dismantled, looked at the sun, why did the old Neon Navy warships suddenly appear and attacked the US Seventh Fleet?

A big question mark floated out of Yamamura Hiro's head.

However, in the face of the questioning of two US military generals, Hiro Yamamura did not dare to neglect. Although his chief of staff was equivalent to that of the general, William and Michael in front of him were just a lieutenant general and a major general, but he was a superior person in Neon, so even if the Major General Michael had a bad tone, Hiro Yamamura could only hold on with a smile.

"Uh... General Michael, I wonder what you mean? What are the warships of the Old Neon Navy? Isn't the warships of the Old Neon Navy only one Mikasa Museum? How could there be other warships in the world?" Yamamura asked Michael politely.

"Okay! Your old Neon Navy warship does not exist? Look at what this is? Such an obvious illegal building, I believe you won't be able to recognize it, right? Don't tell me what kind of warship you don't know. This photo is clear!" Michael took a stack of photos on Hiro Yamamura's desk and pointed at the photo angrily and said.

After taking the photo, Hiroshi Yamamura saw a familiar illegal building shape at first sight.

As a person who graduated from the 28th phase of the Defense University and climbed to the position of Chief of Staff of the Navy step by step, he recognized at a glance which bridge like an illegal building was the warship of the old Neon Navy.

"Is this... Fuso? Or Yama City? Sorry, General Michael, you have provided too few photos. I can't tell which Fuso class is this." After reading the photos, Hiroshi Yamamura shook his head and said.

"This is not a question of which ship! The problem is that these two Fuso class attacked the Seventh Fleet! We now want to know how these two Fuso class came from! What roles did you play in it?!" Michael slapped the table and shouted at Yamamura Hao.

"What did General Michael say this? Didn't the two Fuso-class battleships of the old Neon Navy, Fuso and Shancheng, have been sunk by the Seventh Fleet at the time in the Surigao Strait? Why do you keep holding on to these two warships that had already sunk into the deep sea?" Yamamura Hiroshi spread his hands and asked Michael.

"It's not that I'm holding these two warships and not letting go, it's that these two warships are now attacking our Seventh Fleet, smashing the deck of our aircraft carrier, and shooting down our two F22 fighters!" Michael said anxiously.

"ah?"

Only then did Yamamura Hiroshi understand why the two generals of Hawkshe were so big in the morning.

"Ahem, okay, General Michael Yamamura must be unaware of this, so don't make things difficult for him." General William coughed and stopped Michael after watching the show for a long time.

"General Yamamura, since you don't know, can you provide us with some help? After all, for such a huge loss, it is hard for us to explain to the men on Capitol Hill! Once the men on Capitol Hill start to get angry, we have to report the situation and let the upper levels of our sides contact us." General William slowly said to Hiroshi Yamamura.
Chapter completed!