Chapter 1386 Declaration of War (Second update, please subscribe)
Washington
At 4:25 am on April 21, 1995, the Imperial Embassy in the United States.
In recent times, many people in the embassy have not slept all night. They had received a confidential telegram from the empire a month ago. The telegram had only one content, requiring the implementation of "Special Plan 1".
What is the "Special Plan"?
This plan involves all parties, including ambassadors, intelligence agencies, and of course, more importantly, in the days to come, they must implement wartime duty, so there are full-time personnel on duty every night.
The embassy's confidential telegraph room is located on the underground floor. Every day, there is an officer in front of the radio station to receive telegrams from the empire.
"Tick, tick, tick..."
At 4:25 in the morning, the teletype machine suddenly rang, and finger-wide telegrams were continuously typed out. As the telegrams were transmitted, the confidential military attaché of the embassy took the telegrams and identified the telegram codes. Soon, he translated the "four-digit Chinese telegram code" he had just received. Each Chinese character in the Chinese telegram code is composed of 4 different digits.
However, unlike ordinary plain code, the code they received looked like plain code, the same four numbers, but it required a corresponding code book.
After taking a look at the secret message he had just received, the confidential military attaché went straight to the confidential room, knocked on the door, and reported.
"Secret level, top secret! Backup code - 23!"
After repeating the numbers, the security guard took out a simple safe box from the safe, which contained a one-time password book.
Soon, the confidential military attaché used the code book to translate the secret message. Under the supervision of the security officer, he put the code book into the incinerator on the table. The nitrate flammable paper disappeared without a trace in an instant.
This is just the normal process of collecting electricity and destroying it. It is just a repetition of the previous work. It is nothing big.
The confidential military attaché holding the top-secret telegram walked quickly towards the minister's bedroom upstairs as usual.
"Boom, boom, boom..."
Wang Xueli was awakened by a quick knock on the door. He opened the door with a sleepy look on his face, complaining from time to time.
"Military Officer Liu, it's so late at night..."
"Ambassador, urgent call from home!"
Before the ambassador could finish his words, Liu Huadong interrupted him and handed over the telegram in his hand.
The content of the secret message was very simple, just a few numbers. When he saw the content of the message under the light of the corridor, his face suddenly changed.
"Implement Plan A1 immediately!"
"this……"
Looking up with some surprise, Wang Xueli opened his lips slightly.
"Ambassador, Military Attaché Song is already waiting for you in the confidential room!"
Liu Huadong said directly.
“Okay… okay!”
In fact, they didn't know what the content of "Plan A1" was. It was the confidential documents brought by the diplomatic courier sent from the country more than a month ago. The so-called "diplomatic courier" was a full-time courier. They carried diplomatic packages and confidential documents between the mainland and other countries. Once they entered the embassy, the packages were sealed in the safe in the confidential room and protected by armed Marines 24 hours a day.
When the two men walked into the confidential room, military attaché He Zhengchen had already arrived, with two armed Marines standing beside him.
Seeing the ambassador come in, He Zhengchen immediately walked to the confidential room.
"Sir, please provide the key!"
The key and password to the confidential room are held by the ambassador and the chief military attaché of the embassy respectively.
"All right!"
When Wang Xueli was taking the key, he saw Liu Huadong behind him putting his hand on the grip of the pistol.
This is a necessary process to open the confidential information room.
The confidential room was opened, and then several people walked to a red safe. After opening the safe, Liu Huadong took out a disposable safe box from the safe. After entering the password, he took out a confidential folder. This confidential folder, which was made by borrowing from the metal wine box of later generations, is disposable and can only be torn open violently. After tearing the folder open, they took out the file bag sealed in the folder. Wang Xueli, as the ambassador, nodded after checking the integrity of the seal of the file bag.
"The file bag is intact."
"Check the password!"
"Check! Password 62234-599501..."
This is a tedious process, but sometimes it is unavoidable for the sake of confidentiality.
Finally, the file was opened. After seeing the contents clearly, Wang Xueli felt that the file in his hand was as heavy as a pound of iron. Apart from the diplomatic rhetoric, the only sentence he saw was "We will enter a state of war with your country from now on"!
This is the Ming Empire's declaration of war against the United States of America!
This was both expected and unexpected.
After calming himself down, Wang Xueli took a deep breath and gave the order.
"Commander He, notify Counselor Xu and inform the U.S. State Department immediately. I demand a meeting with their Secretary of State before 7 o'clock today. There is an emergency to meet with him! Also prepare a car. We will go to the State Department at 6 o'clock sharp. Destroy all the files and documents in the embassy immediately, and destroy the embassy radio and cipher machine! Execute immediately!"
…
On April 21, the 26th year of Shengde, it was 4:50 in Zhongdu time.
It was still a long time before dawn. Night fell over the dark Atlantic Ocean, and the north wind howled.
The battle group, heading against the southeast wind, was in battle formation, with three aircraft carriers in the middle, arranged in two columns. Outside the aircraft carriers, there were two New Germany-class armored cruisers. Around the core ship were light cruisers, and around the battle group, there were six destroyers responsible for the outer perimeter of the mobile fleet.
After all, it is less than a hundred nautical miles away from the nearest commercial shipping route.
That's a very close distance on the sea!
The aircraft carrier deck had been lined up with fighter planes ready for attack, and planes carrying torpedoes and aerial bombs were neatly lined up on the takeoff line. The pilots were waiting for the order to attack in the pilot waiting room.
Although there are some waves in the Atlantic Ocean today, the weather conditions are good. The deck of the aircraft carrier running at full speed seems very stable. This is a good weather for takeoff!
The heaven, earth, place and people are favorable.
The ground crew on the deck of the aircraft carrier were diligently conducting the final inspection of the fighter planes that were about to take off. They checked the engines again and again, and the weapons operator checked the torpedo depth for the last time.
Lü Deren, the commander-in-chief of the air raid aviation team, wore a slate flight jacket like other pilots, and the white wool exposed at the collar was particularly conspicuous. He had a scarf around his neck. In the aviation team, every pilot had a scarf. In the past, scarves were issued by the troops to wipe off the oil splashed on the face. At that time, the quality of the engine was generally not good, and it was easy to leak oil. Sometimes pilots could easily get oil on their faces during flight, so the tradition of pilots wearing scarves began. However, unlike the rations in the past, the scarves of pilots now are mostly knitted by their wives or lovers as a token of their love.
Even as the captain of the aviation team, Lu Deren was also unable to escape the custom of wearing a white scarf, which was knitted for him by his wife herself.
This is the love of my lover. Now when I am about to attack, of course I have to tie her up and fly with her.
Arriving at the operations room, Lu Deren looked at Wu Anping with a serious expression.
"Report to the commander, we are about to set off."
"Um."
Wu Anping stood up and held Lu Deren's hand tightly.
"Anyway, I'll leave everything to you guys!"
There are no more extra words.
When the two men turned and walked towards the pilot waiting room, Wu Anping, as the leader, took a step back, then stretched out his right hand and said sideways.
"please."
Regardless of how he viewed this attack, his action was undoubtedly out of respect for the "soldiers". Even as a fleet commander, he could only show his respect for these soldiers through this action.
With a slight bow, Lu Deren walked straight ahead without hesitation.
There is no need to be polite at this time, everything is self-explanatory.
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(End of this chapter)
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