Fang Lang smiled and patted every soldier around him, then walked up to the sonar soldier, patted his shoulder and said:
"LaRue Cabrera, right? I think your name is Cabrera!"
The sonar soldier obviously did not expect that the captain would remember his name. He was poached from other warships by De La Torre. He had no background and no chance of promotion. He used to work under De La Torre.
So after De La Torre told him about Fang Lang's rules, he agreed to transfer here without hesitation. Before coming here, Fang Lang had only met him once during the interview. He didn't expect that he could call out his name accurately, which made him very excited. He quickly stood up and said:
"Yes sir, my name is Cabrera."
Fang Lang smiled and stretched out his hand, shaking hands with the other party, and holding the other party's right arm with his left hand, saying:
"Well done Cabrera, you are an excellent sonar soldier."
At this time, the sonar soldier's face was flushed with excitement, and he said in a trembling voice:
"Sir, thank you for believing in me! You led us to victory!"
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Fang Lang smiled and said:
"Young man, be more confident. You are my soldier, of course I believe in you. Come on! I am very optimistic about you!"
In fact, Cabrera was five or six years older than Fang Lang, but at this time no one thought there was anything wrong with Fang Lang calling him young man.
Fang Lang returned to the bridge with a smile and said to the first mate, "Okay, first mate, you take command next. I'm going to take a rest. Call me directly if there is anything."
The first mate of the House was Amar Reina, the original chief engineer of the transport ship. After hearing Fang Lang's order, Reina stood at attention and said loudly:
"Yes, Boss. All personnel, please take note. Captain, please take a rest. I will be in command now."
I had been busy directing the battle and didn't feel cold. But now that I've relaxed, I suddenly feel a chill and realize that my back is already wet with sweat.
Fortunately, he was wearing two pieces of clothes, otherwise everyone would see his wet back, and his tall image would not stand up! Fang Lang walked towards his captain's room as the ship swayed. On the way, people kept greeting him, and he nodded in response.
After finally returning to the captain's room, he excitedly pumped his fist, his face full of excitement, completely different from his previous aloof image. It took him two or three minutes to completely calm down, and he quickly changed his soaked clothes.
Commanding a battle is indeed very energy-consuming. After relaxing, Fang Lang lay on the bed, wondering whether he had discovered the enemy ship with his analytical ability or his sixth sense!
After thinking about it for a long time, he still couldn't find the answer. Finally, Fang Lang was rocked into sleep by the waves without realizing it.
The next day and night were spent in calm weather. On the fourth night after the fleet left the protection of the U.S. Air Force, it began to drizzle. The temperature, which was not high to begin with, dropped to around five degrees. The soldiers standing outside the bridge felt a chill all over their bodies when they were blown by the cold wind mixed with rain.
After dinner, Fang Lang was outside the ship inspecting the safety of the equipment on the warship, and from time to time he chatted with the soldiers who were on duty in the wind and rain.
Suddenly, a call was heard from the warship's internal communicator:
"Bridge calling Captain, Captain, please come to the bridge, over!"
Fang Lang glanced at the dark night, his heart sank, knowing that he would have to face the German submarine again, and walked quickly to the bridge. He soon arrived at the bridge, and the second officer on duty reported loudly as soon as he saw Fang Lang:
"Sir, the escort command ship Callaghan just received a message that the Thor on the right side of the escort fleet intercepted German communications. We have been discovered by a German submarine. It is expected that the German submarine will set up an ambush in area K. The Thor has already gone after the German submarine. The command ship ordered us to be on high alert."
"Oh! Area K, it looks like we won't be able to sleep tonight! Everyone, take some time to rest. You continue to command from up there, and I'll go to the combat situation center to check."
Fang Lang thought that the German army was on the decline and would not be back for many days, but he did not expect that German submarines were still very active on the Atlantic routes!
He shook his head, put aside the irrelevant things in his mind, and walked into the combat center. At this moment, everyone in the combat center had obviously received the notification. The radar had already been turned on and worked. Although it was quite busy, everyone was not panicked.
Patting De La Torre on the shoulder, Fang Lang said:
"Old De, aren't you on duty during the day? Why are you still here now? Go and take a rest, and come back when the battle starts. If you don't rest well, you won't have the energy to fight."
De La Torre shook his head helplessly and said:
"Boss, I want to rest too! But we are all rookies after all. This combat information center is too advanced. It has all kinds of equipment that we have never used before. I am afraid that I will fail. Now you ask me to sleep, but I can't fall asleep!"
Fang Lang smiled and comforted De La Torre:
"We must trust our brothers. We have all been trained. Besides, even if we don't know how to use these equipment, will we not be able to fight? Don't worry! The German devils will not be able to attack the fleet under our protection."
Just when Fang Lang wanted to talk to De La Torre for a few more words, the fleet radio rang, saying that it was a communication from the Harry, asking Fang Lang to answer it. Fang Lang was speechless. Originally, the Harry gained nothing in the battle the day before yesterday. After being humiliated, Fang Lang thought that Reinhardt would restrain himself a little, but he didn't expect that he would become even more aggressive in the past two days.
He always demands that the House obey his orders, which makes not only Fang Lang very unhappy, but also the crew of the House are very dissatisfied.
The army is a very special group. As long as you can lead them to victory, they will obey your command. But if they cannot lead them to victory, then everything you say is nonsense.
Fang Lang knew that Reinhardt must be very unhappy that Fang Lang was able to destroy the German U-boat. But as a soldier, war is not a game, not a matter of winning or losing, but a matter of life and death.
Fang Lang felt that he was a mature person, one who had gotten rid of vulgar interests, so he just smiled at Reinhardt's boring behavior, just like an annoying mosquito buzzing in your ear, which might also suck a lot of blood from your body, but could not cause you much harm.
Of course, if there was a chance, Fang Lang would definitely not mind giving him an unforgettable memory and letting him know why the flowers were so red. Smiling and shaking his head, Fang Lang returned to the bridge and picked up the communicator and said:
"Harry, this is Fang Lang from the House. Got you, over!"
Reinhardt's voice immediately rang through the communicator:
"House, I'm the left commander, Reinhardt. We will arrive at Area K in two hours. To prevent the radar system from running too long and causing overheating, our ship will turn on the radar in two hours. Please make sure the radar is turned on. If you find any abnormalities, please report to our ship immediately. Over!"
Fang Lang was like, "Fuck you! You really think you're a nobody. You're afraid of your radar overheating, but aren't you afraid of mine? When the fight starts, you can keep your radar on the whole time. What am I going to do? This guy is really selfish to a certain extent!"
If it was any other trivial matter, Fang Lang would not bother to care about it and would just pretend to be deaf and dumb, but for something like this that concerns his own safety, if he wants to sacrifice himself to fulfill your wish, then you are overthinking it.
"Harry, this is House. The relay of our radar system is overheating and is under repair. It cannot be turned on now. The specific time of restarting cannot be determined. Please inform our ship of the enemy situation after discovering the target."
Fang Lang would not confront him directly, and the upcoming battle would not allow that, so he found an excuse of equipment failure and directly rejected his request.
In fact, there is nothing wrong with his request. It is indeed the reality. A fairer approach would be for everyone to take turns turning on the computer, allocate time, and ensure that the line is not disconnected.
But, my goodness, you just said that you would rest the whole time to prepare for the upcoming fierce battle, so others don't have to fight? We are all on the same front. If there is a problem with my radar, I will definitely not be the only one who will suffer losses.
When Reinhardt on the Harry heard Fang Lang's answer, he became furious:
"You damn Brazilian idiot, do you think you are so great just because you have a kill record? How dare you ignore my orders? I will definitely teach you a lesson."
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