Construction of the port area from Anchorage to the north

"Even though I don't know how much time you will spend on rebuilding the port area, I will keep in mind the way you are very caring for everyone and can patiently solve their problems."

Nagato put down the documents, pushed open the wooden door and walked to the balcony facing the sea: "However, I still have to say, for other people, especially when the juniors from now on come, you are not allowed to treat me too much in front of them..."

"What about when it's only us? For example, come here in the form of An Bao!"

Nagato tilted his head, and the pink color that had already subsided flooded his cheeks again: "I... I don't care, but you, you have to focus on the battle, otherwise how can you be worthy of your ability to win? The power of the world!"

To be honest, it is too embarrassing to talk about seizing the world these days

The.

Chatted with Nagato for a while and told her that if she doesn’t go to the Minato area, she will work according to the mode that the Minato area can operate, and play with Anchorage for a while when she is free. She is still a child and likes to talk to people. play.

For some reason, when he said this, Nagato had a slightly skeptical expression the whole time.

After chatting for a while, Yang Ming put down his mobile phone and staggered towards the outside of the school. When he passed the publicity screen at the entrance, he found that there were some people with nothing to do—and when he saw the screen, his sleepiness instantly dissipated.

There is a window open on the promotional screen, in which you can see a very large aircraft carrier formation on the vast sea, taking off and landing carrier-based aircraft, and even projecting firepower, it looks quite lively.

What kind of new film is this... No, the aircraft carrier belongs to the beautiful country. Why, the school propaganda office finally edited and released the incident of the beautiful country's aircraft carrier formation being attacked at sea?

It was only after he leaned over to take a look that this thing...was a fucking live broadcast.

The live broadcast logo is huge and clear, the picture quality on the screen is 4K or even 8K, and it is even a dynamic aerial photography, as if the beautiful country is trying to promote how powerful its war machine is.

However, on the screen, the condition of the huge aircraft carrier formation is not very good, and some frigates have even been somewhat traumatized in the battle against some of the dark ships that can be seen in the screen.

After they withdrew from the battle, the firepower from the black ships became more intensive.

A lot of people stood there watching with the attitude of watching the show, and some even took out their mobile phones, planning to take pictures-then the picture on the promotional screen was cut.

I'm ashamed, it's so fucking good to watch... By the way, where did this live broadcast come from?

Chapter 142. You won't feel bored watching this kind of live broadcast for a day

After the live broadcast was cut off so that the students would not gather on the road, a group of people dispersed noisily, and Yang Ming also walked out of the school with his mobile phone.

By the way, I turned on the phone, and saw that on the video website that I usually use to watch ghosts and animals and "high-tech masterpieces", the promotion of "Live Streaming: Legend of the Sea" appeared on the head.

Click in and see that it is similar to the picture in the promotion just now. The beautiful country's fleet is fighting against unknown enemies at sea. Sometimes the camera will zoom in to the attitude of those 'extremely advanced' modern equipment firing. The camera movement is smooth and bold.

As if the camera was invisible, none of the sailors noticed that they were being broadcast live.

Wow... The carrier-based aircraft is so cool to fly out, and it's still a dual-aircraft ejection... Wow, this carrier-based aircraft roars out and even those black ships can't reach it.

——But how to say that sentence, even if you slap mosquitoes, the difference between ten mosquitoes and a thousand mosquitoes is still quite big.

Looking along the way, it took Yang Ming quite a while to return to the rented house with his lunch in hand. As soon as he entered, he glanced at the closet and found that it was still quiet there before he relaxed a little.

Continuing to watch from the computer, this live broadcast, which is not allowed to pollute the screen with barrage, has been free from any interference. It is stubborn and does not perform any management other than the live broadcast, so that the barrage in the chat bar next to it is almost maxed out.

Yang Ming was not interested in seeing what those people were talking about, because as time went by, no matter how much the beautiful country's aircraft carrier formation flaunted its might, it had to retreat.

After retreating for an unknown distance, those black ships suddenly stopped, and then slowly sank into the sea, as if they had never existed before.

Then the camera cut to the other side, Yang Ming was about to get up to get water and almost laughed out loud.

The only helicopter carrier of the Neon came out and was blocked in the port by the black fleet. If you dare to put anything close, you will be blocked by merciless firepower. It can be said that it is the force that has suffered the most losses so far... one?

After all, in terms of cost, there is still a question mark about how much the ship-borne helicopters of that helicopter carrier are worth.

Leaving the live broadcast alone, he went to the kitchen and threw the pre-processed ingredients into the microwave oven. When he was about to cook, he hesitated for a moment, and poured half a cup of rice into it.

Then cook, put the jellyfish skins I bought today in the refrigerator, and after tidying up the room, think about it—it’s over, the novel is signed but there is no update today, what should I do?

The famous strategist expert, the world-class zerg runner-up in the first 10 minutes once said, 36 counts, no matter!

Adhering to this principle, Yang Ming shrugged, sat down to watch the live broadcast, and found that the camera had switched to Mao Xiong's side. They acted rough and didn't think much about the consequences. After receiving the news of the black ship, they only made one reaction .

'Urrah! '

Then go to empty the reserves, contact the rear by the way, and quickly bring the ammunition over, not caring that you may also be counterattacked... I have to say, very straightforward.

It's also the best one to watch. It happened to be noon, and everyone was hungry, so we ate lunch while watching it, and it was quite a meal.

When the lunch was ready, and when both sides retreated temporarily, Meiliguo obviously couldn't swallow this breath, and he temporarily mobilized more troops from nearby ports-who made Meiliguo Niu X, there are ports all over the world!

Except for those in Yokosuka and Guam who were blocked at the door and couldn't get out, the other ships all began to gather nearby, emphasizing a style of play that could not lose face.

With this look, many 50 people who had been dormant, as well as god friends immediately became excited, brushing more vigorously than anyone else.

After adding the food, Yang Ming thought that since he lived to this day, he had to establish a good relationship with the tenant, at least the other party would pay for it.

Before handing over, I will let myself know... well, at least death won't hurt so much.

Knock on the cabinet door politely, and then pull it open, to see the girl who kept the door closed before, lying on her side and looking to this side with her eyes open, in an obviously uncommon sense space.

"Cough... well, anyway, you are temporarily staying now, right? Since you are a tenant, I can't neglect you as a landlord—want to have lunch?"

The sound of the operating device did not stop, and the observer zero stared at him without saying a word, making Yang Ming feel a little cold behind him.

After a while, she sat up suddenly, and said in a flat tone, "Maintaining the operation without low-efficiency energy intake, if you invite it, it's fine."

Then he actually got off that huge machine (ship equipment), and just stepped on the ground with bare feet!

After walking out of the closet, Yang Ming realized that she was really petite, maybe smaller than Little Gaga, but...but bigger than Little Gaga.

No, I can't think about it, I will be banned!

Hurry up to find the folding table and put it on. Yang Ming brought up the usual two dishes, one soup, and cold dishes, and then served rice and chopsticks to the observer. Considering that she might not know how to use chopsticks, he left I found a plastic spoon for her in the takeaway tableware that came down.

"Let's eat, let's eat. Potato and beef brisket are quite expensive. Stir-fried bean sprouts are my favorite, and this, ah, pearl jade white jade soup!"

Boss Zhu can't listen to these words, he will be beheaded.

Observer Zero just listened, picked up the chopsticks skillfully, and his movements were flowing, but watched how he picked up a piece of beef brisket step by step, put it into his mouth, chewed it ten times, swallowed it, and continued to eat.

"How... how does it taste?"

"I don't know, there is no such setting, external perception feedback. You pay attention to what has happened before the information contact, and calibrate the continuity of the timeline, right?"

hiss……

Yang Ming bowed his head to grill the rice. The beef brisket with potatoes was very palatable, the sauce was rich and chewy, and the potatoes were just right soft and glutinous. It was as sweet as eating mashed potatoes.

Stir-fried bean sprouts are crispy and refreshing with rice. Seasoning is more important. As for the soup... I will not mention the vegetable leaves, tofu and fish balls. It is quite homely, but it is enough to fill your appetite.

On the screen behind, rockets and artillery flew together, and the carrier-based aircraft casually pressed the alien-shaped carrier-based aircraft to turn them into fireballs in the air, which was very lively.

The observer, who was eating like a programmed meal, stared at Yang Ming with his eyes covered by his hair, and his eyes still with a blue streamer, without any intention of looking at the food at all.

"The data of this experimental field is too special. A large number of sirens will gradually settle in, and the time of arrival will vary, and even the timing of the port area will deviate."

Trying to swallow a mouthful of rice, Yang Ming looked back: "Wait a minute, didn't you make this live broadcast?"

"It has nothing to do with me, there is no need."

Then there's only this weird game, and I don't know why it is making such a huge live broadcast...

Just as he was thinking, someone knocked on the door again, and Yang Ming asked without thinking, "Who is it?"

"Your father, why didn't I see you at lunch, open the door for Grandpa!"

Yang Ming was about to reply when he saw the observer pick up the bowl and walk into the closet without a sound - how thoughtful? !

Angrily, I went to open the door, and heard the bastard say: "Fucking good, you finally found out that you can't make money writing a column, and turned into a food anchor?"

"No, did you watch the live broadcast?"

"Look at it! It's so beautiful, wait for your grandpa and I to finish lunch, and watch how I can talk to the Confucians!"

Oh, I also forgot, this person is still a big water ratio, and his favorite thing to do is to make friends with grass...

Chapter 143. It's not too late to realize that it's time to advance technology!

Throughout the day, this long live broadcast will switch back and forth between different fleets without interruption.

It was even more lively at night. The audience generally didn't care much about what the scene was like, because in the picture they saw, after a layer of light green mask indicated 'night vision mode', the ships on the sea, There are also fighter jets taking off and landing, etc., all clearly visible.

What Yang Ming is most concerned about is whether he will be able to photograph the two people in the Hong Kong Fleet who are shining brightly in the battle in the sea area.

As a result, until he invited the observers who seemed to have slept all afternoon to eat dinner, he did not see them appear on stage.

However, after nightfall, a hurricane began to blow on the sea, and even with the current technological level of human beings, the monstrous waves had to be temporarily withdrawn from the storm area.

So much so that the progress that had been pushed forward with great difficulty, went directly back to the beginning-this unnatural storm was also recorded by various countries.

After casually dealing with the next door and saying that he would be alone today, Yang Ming closed the door and locked it, and when he turned his head, he saw that Observer Zero had quietly gone back into the closet.

"I'm ashamed... you're so laid back."

Packing away the takeaway boxes that were specially bought for feeding, thinking that maybe it might increase the favorability, Yang Ming muttered subconsciously, but Observer Zero suddenly spoke.

"There is no leisure."

She was still lying down, hugging a strange doll amidst the roar of missiles coming from the stereo.

"Emprez is urging the action plan, the executor is applying for the coordinates of this test site, and some agents are setting up the base. There are many things that need to be observed."

He said so in one breath

Chatty? !

Yang Ming felt his head hurt a little.

Empres is the superior in the siren structure, classified as an arbitrator group of arbitration institutions, and the siren technology it uses far exceeds the capabilities of the ship, and even the data is unknown.

Generally speaking, arbitration institutions don't work very well, because they have more important things to do, such as preparing for a certain decisive battle, such as promoting the progress of human society in the future.

——For some reason, Yang Ming always has the illusion that 'the stars in the sky are enemies', maybe it's just an illusion.

"Well, you're quite busy."

"Well, very busy."

...and then the atmosphere became awkward.

On the computer in the background, 'Tomahawk' missiles streaked across the pitch-black sea area, accurately hit the air and exploded, laying it flat for the people watching the live broadcast, and by the way let them realize that there is a special place in this place. What a barrier.

The audience is almost going crazy.

Of course, military analysts from various countries also went crazy together.

Before the battle began, many people were optimistic that these old sea ghosts, even if they "slightly damaged" some not-so-smart ships, it was nothing more than shelling operations limited to the visual range, and those old-fashioned A fighter capable of flying.

And when the violent storm suddenly broke out, but did not affect places outside the range at all, they had to make a bold assessment that this storm isolation was caused by man.

When the storm gradually extinguished, the sea gradually became quiet and unexpectedly no enemies flooded out again, and the beautiful country launched cruise missiles directly at the target sea area, they felt that the matter was basically over.

Then the missile exploded.

Hitting the invisible, but existing, and even vaguely huge defense barrier that can be said to penetrate the sky, revealing the tip of its iceberg.

The audience on these websites has gradually changed from excitement and anticipation to trepidation. After all, although everyone is looking forward to the appearance of aliens...

But when the aliens are really like this, just showing the strength of the tip of the iceberg, and letting the performance of human beings' "comparatively sophisticated" weapons with broken wings be unobstructed in front of everyone's eyes, panic begins.

Holding the Coke in his arms, Yang Ming seriously recalled where he had hit before. If he remembered correctly, he should have finished cleaning up the periphery and entered side B, that is to say...

Before he could think too much, more missiles and even some skilled fighters on board boldly flew near this invisible barrier, and used all the weapons he was equipped with to test how high this thing was. How hard.

While watching, he was in the group, wondering why the next door was so quiet, when there happened to be a knock on the door of the room.

"Open the door, open the door, check the bedroom!"

"Check your horse, have you brought supper?"

Annoyed, he went to open the door, and Yang Ming saw the person next door walking in unceremoniously carrying a bag of spicy bittern and a piece of beer, and then sniffled.

"Your boy has been going in and out recently, why does the room still smell like a girl..."

What the hell?

Throwing the food on the table, the man took a plastic chair and sat down: "How did you say that? Oh, everyone will find the 'female' in their hearts..."

Yang Ming immediately put on a terrified expression and waved his hands again and again: "I have already tasted enough, let's take it down!"

Then I went to open the window to ventilate, regardless of the night market downstairs that would disturb my mind. On the computer screen, the missile attacks became more and more intensive, and the height of the barrier had even been calculated——

Approximately, already at the height of the low-level clouds, even this transparent thing will simulate the existence of cloud gas.

"What do you think?"