latelenovela Chapter 527 For the Glory of the Empire!
Chapter 527 For the Glory of the Empire!
In the banquet hall, people were toasting each other.
Nicholson held the wine glass with a perfect gentleman smile on his face and kept toasting Jiang Chaoyang.
His manners were elegant and his speech was polite, just like a true nobleman from John Country entertaining distinguished guests.
It was as if what Jiang Chaoyang said just now was not intended for him to hear.
"Commander Jiang," he smiled, raising his glass. "In the past, there may have been some misunderstandings between our two countries, but now, both our countries are among the five elder nations of Blue Star."
"For many things, let the past be the past!"
“So, to the friendship between our two countries, cheers!”
Jiang Chaoyang also raised his glass, his face flushed with drunkenness.
As he drank glass after glass of wine, his movements began to become slow and his speech became a little unclear.
While no one was paying attention, Nicholson quietly left the banquet hall and went into the bathroom.
He turned on the faucet, washed his face with cold water, and instantly regained consciousness.
The gentle smile on the face in the mirror had disappeared, replaced by a cold expression.
"grown ups."
The adjutant appeared silently behind him.
Nicholson turned around and said in a low voice, "How's the situation?"
"The submarines are in position," the adjutant said, also lowering his voice. "They are lying in ambush at the four locations of the aircraft carrier formation."
"The White Elephant Nation's fleet is also accelerating and is expected to arrive at its designated location in three to four hours."
Nicholson walked to the window and looked at the outline of the Dragon Kingdom fleet in the distant harbor.
It was late at night and there were few lights in the fleet, only a few lights on duty were flickering.
"Very good." There was a hint of coldness in his voice. "The operation is scheduled for four in the morning."
“That’s when people are in the deepest sleep and least alert.”
He turned and his eyes fell on the adjutant.
"Especially now, their commander is already pretty drunk. This is a godsend."
The adjutant nodded: "I have arranged for someone to observe secretly."
"The Dragon Kingdom sailors are all preparing for tomorrow's handover ceremony. They never expected us to take action at this time."
"Stupid Orientals." Nicholson sneered. "Do they think that with a few warships and a missile launch, they can do whatever they want in the Far East?"
"Tonight, I will let them know what a true maritime power is!"
He adjusted his tie and put that gentle smile back on his face.
"Let's go back and continue entertaining our 'guests'. Remember, we must make them as drunk as possible."
When he returned to the banquet hall, Jiang Chaoyang was already a little shaky.
His adjutants were also drunk, their faces flushed, and their voices grew louder and louder.
The officers of John's country continued to urge people to drink without any change in expression, with meaningful smiles on their faces.
Nicholson sat back down and raised his glass: "Commander Jiang, come on, let's have another drink."
Jiang Chaoyang waved his hands, his voice vague: "No...I can't do it anymore. I already..."
"Haha," Nicholson laughed heartily, "that's not very soldierly. Come, have another drink."
As he spoke, he poured wine for Jiang Chaoyang, with a hint of viciousness in his eyes.
In his opinion, these Orientals who had just tasted a little sweetness would soon pay the price for their arrogance.
The night outside the window is getting darker.
In the harbor, the lights of the Dragon Kingdom fleet were still few.
Underwater, several John Country submarines were quietly adjusting their positions, preparing to deal a fatal blow to this proud fleet.
Farther out at sea, the White Elephant Kingdom's fleet was advancing at full speed.
Their radars were turned off and their radios remained silent, like a group of lurking hunters waiting for the moment before dawn.
Nicholson checked his watch. It was two in the morning.
In two hours, this Eastern country that thinks it has changed beyond recognition will learn what a real lesson is.
He raised his glass, still with a perfect smile on his face: "Come, Commander Jiang, let us look forward to tomorrow's sunrise together."
In the banquet hall, the sound of clinking glasses continued.
No one noticed that behind this seemingly harmonious scene, a conspiracy that could change the entire Far East landscape was quietly brewing.
And the Eastern power that had just shocked the entire Western world was now, amid the aroma of fine wine, walking step by step towards the trap carefully designed by John's people.
……
At four o'clock in the morning, in the secret meeting room in the basement of the Governor's Mansion.
Under the dim light, Nicholson stood in front of a group of John Navy officers.
The gentle smile he had at the banquet was no longer on his face, replaced by arrogance and fanaticism.
"Gentlemen," he said in a deep and powerful voice, "tonight, we will continue the most glorious tradition of the Great Hard Empire - command of the seas!"
The officers sat upright, each of them with a fanatical gleam in his eyes.
Nicholson walked over to the world map hanging on the wall and ran his finger across the Pacific Ocean.
"Look at this ocean," he said, his voice tinged with nostalgia. "It was here that our ancestors opened the door to the East with their cannons."
“It was in this sea that John’s navy created the myth of Britain’s dominance over the oceans!”
He turned around and glanced at everyone present.
"For hundreds of years, the reason why John's country has been able to become the world's first superpower is precisely because of our absolute advantage at sea."
“Those great naval commanders, those immortal naval victories, those colonies conquered with cannons and bayonets…this is our tradition, this is our pride!”
Fire ignited in the officers' eyes.
Nicholson's voice suddenly turned cold. "And now, those Dragon people, those Orientals who were once beaten to a pulp by our ancestors with just a few warships, actually dare to show off their power in the Far East with just a few warships?"
He slammed his fist on the table.
"These colonies were conquered by our ancestors one by one. Singapore belongs to John's people! We must not let it fall into the hands of those yellow-skinned Orientals!"
A low murmur echoed in the conference room.
Each of these John Country officers has imperialist arrogance running in their blood.
In their eyes, this land will always belong to the territory of the Great Hard Empire.
Nicholson walked to the window and looked at the silhouette of the Dragon Kingdom fleet in the distant harbor.
The night was still dark, with only a few lights on duty flickering.
"Everyone," his voice turned cold, "our submarines are in place, and the White Elephant Nation's fleet will be arriving soon."
"Now, let us use the most traditional John Country way to teach these arrogant Orientals a lesson they will never forget!"
He looked at his watch and saw it was four in the morning.
At this time, people are least alert and react the slowest.
More importantly, the commanders of the Dragon Kingdom fleet are now drunk and unconscious.
“Action begins!”
Nicholson gave the final orders.
The officers stood up in unison and gave Nicholson a standard military salute.
There was a gleam of something almost crazy in their eyes.
These colonists, living in the glory of the past, are about to challenge an emerging Eastern power in the most insidious way.
In the darkness of the harbor, several John Country submarines were quietly adjusting their positions.
They were like sharks waiting for an opportunity, ready to deliver a fatal blow to the proud Dragon Kingdom fleet.
Further out on the sea, the White Elephant Kingdom's fleet was also sailing at full speed, ready to participate in this asymmetric sneak attack.
Nicholson stood at the window with a sinister smile on his face.
In his opinion, this would be the perfect revenge.
The ancient Eastern country, whose doors were once opened by John's people with just a few warships, will pay a heavy price for its arrogance tonight.
"Gentlemen," he concluded, "for the glory of the Great Hard Empire!"
"For the glory of the Great Hard Empire!"