The adjutant frowned, a hint of worry in his tone: "General Carlo, the Mediterranean is the backyard of the Bear Country, only a stone's throw away from the Black Sea."
"Moreover, their Black Sea Fleet often operates in this area. If we make a big move here, will it cause unnecessary conflict?"
General Carol sighed helplessly, a hint of fatigue in his tone as he said, "It can't be helped. President Kat's term is almost up, and what he's most worried about right now is the turbulent international situation and how it will affect his political and diplomatic affairs."
"He doesn't want to be the first president in American history to mess up during the transition. Those of us on the front lines are just his pawns."
The adjutant was silent for a moment, then whispered, "But, General, our frequent deployments have already affected the morale of the soldiers."
"Furthermore, the actions of the Mao Bear Country have been increasing recently. I'm afraid our presence here will exacerbate the conflict."
General Carlo walked to the porthole, looked at the turbulent sea in the distance, his eyes deep and complicated.
"I understand your concerns, but military orders are as strong as a mountain. We have no choice."
"Tell the brothers to hold on a little longer. I will buy them more time to rest after this mission is over."
The adjutant nodded, a hint of respect in his tone: "Yes, General. I will convey your meaning."
The adjutant turned and left the command room.
General Carlo looked out the window again, but the sight of the sea and sky merging into one could not calm the waves in his heart.
...
However, the military port of Sevastopol in the Black Sea country of Russia is now a tense and busy scene.
This is the main port base of the Black Sea Fleet, with several huge warships anchored here. The fleet's majesty and power are unmatched in this sea area.
At this moment, inside the Communications Intelligence (COMINT) department, technicians were staring at the screen, their fingers typing rapidly on the keyboard.
Suddenly, an intelligence officer stood up and shouted excitedly: "We intercepted it! We intercepted an important piece of intelligence from the United States!"
Upon hearing the news, the adjutant immediately took the intelligence document, glanced at it quickly, and his expression instantly became solemn.
Without hesitation, he rushed out of the intelligence room and headed straight for General Victor's office.
"General, urgent information!"
The adjutant pushed open the office door and said breathlessly, "Our army has just intercepted an important piece of intelligence from the United States. You must review it immediately!"
General Victor raised his head, frowning slightly. He reached out to take the document and said, "Oh? Let me see it quickly."
He quickly browsed the contents of the document, his face gradually became gloomy, but a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.
"Haha, isn't the United States afraid of death?"
"They actually sent a fleet of Nimitz-class nuclear-powered aircraft carriers to the Mediterranean. Aren't they afraid we'll devour them?"
The adjutant hesitated and asked in a low voice, "General, could this intelligence be false?"
"The United States has always been cautious. Why would it be so reckless at this time?"
Victor shook his head and said firmly, "It's probably not false intelligence. The situation in the Middle East has been tense recently, with various forces on the brink of war."
"Furthermore, President Bozhnev has long instructed me to closely monitor the situation in the Middle East and never allow third-party forces to intervene, especially the US aircraft carrier fleet."
A glint of understanding flashed in the adjutant's eyes, and he asked tentatively, "General, are you saying...that it's time for our Black Sea Fleet to get out and move around?"
Victor smiled, patted his adjutant's shoulder, and said, "Yes, that's right. This is a perfect opportunity. Let's take this opportunity to stretch our muscles. Otherwise, our bodies will soon rust."
After he finished speaking, he stood up and walked to the window, looking at the sparkling Black Sea in the distance, with a sharp light flashing in his eyes.
"Pass on my order. The Black Sea Fleet will immediately enter a level one combat readiness state. All ships must prepare to sail."
“At the same time, we must let the Americans know that the Mediterranean is not a place where they can act recklessly!”
The adjutant stood at attention and saluted, then said excitedly, "Yes, General! I'll arrange it immediately!"
Victor's tone
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