"Where is our escort plane? Grazi, send someone to ask." Major General Louis Collini put down his telescope, turned his face and ordered the fleet staff behind him.

"Someone has been sent, commander!" Lieutenant Colonel Grazi came forward to report.

"The port side is three nautical miles, two thousand in height, and three in number." The report from the observer of the upper observation station came from the microphone.

"The Japanese reconnaissance planes, they should have seen us a long time ago." Colonel Armand, chief of staff of the French Far East Fleet, sat in a high chair on the other side of the nautical bridge, holding a cup of steaming black tea in his hand.

"The patrol plane sent a report that the Japanese fleet did not change its original course." A captain reported with a telephone receiver.

"We also keep the course unchanged." Major General Colini raised his wrist and looked at his watch.

"The position has been calculated. At the current speed, it will take about twenty minutes before the pilot ship can see the other side." Grazi reported.

"Don't be nervous, Lieutenant Colonel, just treat this as a combat exercise." Colliny patted the staff's arm, then turned around and walked towards the window on the side of the nautical bridge.

"Boss, the fleet replied, thank you, continue to monitor." The radio operator said loudly, holding the driver's back.

"Let them talk to the guy outside." Pilot Navy Enes waved his head in the direction of the right porthole on the plane.

At this moment, the enemy less than ten meters to the right of this Loire 130 water reconnaissance aircraft was flying side by side with a Japanese Navy Type 96 carrier-based fighter jet painted with the Red Maru aircraft emblem. The distance between the two sides was so close that the French could even see the expression of the Japanese HNA pilot sitting in the open-air cockpit.

"Hi, Japanese." The lookout hand standing in the rear viewing table in the cockpit waved to the Japanese. As a result, the other party did not respond, and the Japanese pilot just turned his head and stared at the bold French flying boat with cold eyes.

"We are leaving this place and reporting the fleet before he makes up his mind to kill us, and we are driven out of the Japanese fighter plane." The driver turned his face and shouted loudly at the radio operator.

"This guy's eyes seemed to want to eat us alive." The lookout hand also echoed loudly.

"They like to eat raw, Dominic, and that kind of pungent seasoning." The pilot turned the control plate while saying a joke, and the eleven-meter-long flight began to slide sideways.

"Is he still following us?" The driver looked around through the porthole.

"I don't know, I didn't see her here. Hell, they were on top of us, three fighters, and a standard squad." The lookout reported loudly.

"Okay, let me see, Japanese guy, how tight can you follow!" Enes gritted his teeth and pushed the accelerator forward.

"No, boss, don't be impulsive!"

“My God.”

Just as the crew members exclaimed, the seemingly clumsy seaplane made an amazing bucket roll, and the hull-shaped abdomen with red primer was exposed to the sun. Then the nose suddenly sank down, and the Loire 130 began to spiral towards the sea.

"The Japanese envoy has been away for five minutes, and the governor has not summoned others yet?" Clinder, the second-class secretary in charge of diplomatic affairs, closed the heavy oak door of the office.

"Not yet, this is an emergency. If handled improperly, it will lead to serious consequences. I can feel the pressure on the Governor's shoulders at this moment. No one can help him now." Linton, the Governor's chief secretary, took off his glasses and put down the documents in his hand.

"Where are the Germans?" asked Claude.

"The Japanese went to find them first, sit down, Mr. Clinder, there is freshly brewed black tea here." Linton leaned over and picked up the teapot from the cart beside him.

"Okay, have a cup and add a piece of candy, thank you." Clinder pulled a chair open at the round table and sat down.

"The Japanese are having a dangerous game, a rough temptation to France and even the entire Southeast Asian colonial countries." Linton poured black tea into a teacup with gold-edged silk.

"But you don't have to worry too much. They won't make any reckless moves in Southeast Asia until the German marshal visits Japan, unless "Linton puts the black tea cup in front of Clinder.

"Unless unless nothing? Sir." Clinder asked curiously.

"Unless they go crazy and want to challenge the whole of Europe." Linton put his glasses back and picked up the documents on the table.

"If they really wanted to do that, they wouldn't send special envoys. It was a gamble, I just didn't know who the winner would be." The chief secretary said with a sneer.

"Attention! Smoke was found right ahead." The lookout shouted loudly, and several high-power telescopes in the observation center turned over at the same time.

"Yaxi is the Eastern Fleet of the Chinese people." The captain on duty excitedly patted his subordinates on the shoulder, then picked up the telephone on the wall behind him.

"Your Excellency, you have discovered the French fleet." A major staff officer lowered the phone and saluted the commander and reported it.

"Yes." Lieutenant General Takasushiro, who was sitting upright on the commander's seat at the corner of the bridge, opened his eyes slightly, and then nodded to the staff officer.

"Keep the course!" Captain Colonel Tanaka raised his chest and ordered the helmman.

"I understand!" the steering officer replied loudly.

For this operation, the Japanese Joint Fleet also took out the bottom line. Like the commander title of Takasu Shiro, the fleet was also temporarily organized. All the ships here came from the First Fleet, which is the first-class main fleet of the Japanese Navy.

About half a month ago, Gao Xu was recalled to the Military Order to report his work, mainly about the last time the war was terminated off the coast of Haifang Port. The Navy believed that Gao Xu's handling was very appropriate, so he was exempted from any punishment and was also commended by the Military Order Minister.

Then he was temporarily transferred to Wu Zhenshou Mansion, waiting for his superiors to give him a new appointment. He knew that it would not be long. It is said that Fushimi Miyaki Hiroki praised his performance in that incident and especially liked the time when he locked Tougaki Kyoji into the utility room on the ship. The guys in the Personnel Department did not dare to ignore this condition.

However, the Lieutenant General of the Navy did not expect the appointment given to him to come so quickly. He was appointed as the commander of the Fifth Fleet of the Japanese Joint Fleet. At the request of the Siam government, the Fifth Fleet of the Japanese Navy would make a friendly visit to Siam for a week.

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