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Chapter 23 The pit father's sea of ??stars (23)

After the new century, there are two red line options that must meet the standards for the position of commander of the Russian Pacific Fleet.

First, you must be a senior general of the Russian Navy.

Second, you must be flexible and have management talent.

The commander of the Russian Pacific Fleet who does not have the second attribute is basically no meteor in the sky that can last for a long time.

Liang Yuan still remembers that on the eve of his journey, the Pacific Fleet had just changed its commander. The Russian media reported happily that after more than a year of training by the new commander, the Pacific Fleet not only resumed its first annual combat readiness training since the disintegration of the alliance, but also compressed the fleet's fuel smuggling situation from 60% of the annual fuel consumption of the Pacific Fleet to 40%.

In other words, it is well known that a large portion of the annual funding of the Pacific Fleet is maintained by fuel smuggling due to the poor economic conditions of Russia, but it is praised by the Russian media because the new commander is economically savvy and spends the same money to do more things.

What caused the Russian Pacific Fleet to fall into such a situation was not only the reality that the alliance was disintegrated, but Comrade Andrei Pandeleev was the most important initiator of the Pacific Fleet's corruption.

This great man, who spans the Soviet Union, has served as the Chief of Staff of the Red Navy Pacific Fleet, the deputy commander of the fleet, and the commander of the Russian Pacific Fleet. He started from smuggling naval ships and expanded his business scope bit by bit, and finally developed to exporting modern-class destroyers and Kiev-class aircraft carriers.

After the new century, Russian iron-fisted President Putin took office and launched a purge. The most powerful Pacific Fleet commander in polar bear history did not escape the iron law of the emperor and the emperor and the Russian Anti-Corruption Bureau completely overturned on the highway of life. The Russian media at that time had vaguely disclosed the main evidence of the fleet commander. In addition to embezzling US dollars in units of tens of millions, it is said that the procedures for the two Kiev-class aircraft carriers exported by the Russian Pacific Fleet to South Korea, which was sponsored by Andrei Pandeleev were incomplete.

In the 21st century, the beginning of the Super Rijk aircraft carrier transformation plan launched by a large South Asian power with a large population was the follow-up of the plan to sell Comrade Andrei Pandeleev to South Korea's Kiev-class aircraft carrier in the 1990s.

However, due to the Asian financial crisis, the economy has been hit hard by South Korea, under pressure from the United States to worry about regional military imbalance, was forced to cut off its dream of aircraft carriers.

It was a major country that had heard some rumors that planned to get a vacant, but unfortunately America was too cunning. After working with South Korea, the USS Minks aircraft carrier finally lost its value for repair and eventually turned into a nonsense theme park.

Of course, the east side is not bright, and the west side is bright, and a major country inspired to use the same method to create the famous fishing administration ship of the Republic's Navy.

If we talk about the Asian Navy alone, Andrei Pandeleev's influence on the Asian Navy at the turn of the century was definitely the first. The world's top two populous countries and the navy's core main combat equipment, which ranked among the top ten economic powers in the world's economy, have all had more or less connections with the largest corrupt criminal in the history of the Russian Pacific Fleet.

For Liang Yuan, since this most powerful Russian Pacific Fleet commander dares to sell even the Kiev-class aircraft carrier, it is not much of a typhoon-class nuclear submarine. Liang Yuan does not intend to get sea-based intercontinental missiles from the Russians. Even if the individual sea-based launch platform is sensitive, it is not much more sensitive than tens of thousands of tons of aircraft carriers.

Even if Liang Yuan did nothing in the 1990s, the Russians had done a plan to modify the typhoon nuclear submarine to an oil and gas transport ship. In the end, the failure was simply because of the lack of funds. If Liang Dafu, who had rice in his pocket, pushed it a little, then there was no guarantee. The typhoon-grade oil and gas transport ship would definitely be able to get it.

Of course, if you want to get a typhoon-class nuclear submarine with real combat effectiveness, it becomes a necessary choice to communicate well with the commander of the Niu X Pacific Fleet, and it is also an indispensable step to fool the CIA on the east coast of the Pacific.

After all, submarines belong to the country and US dollars belong to their own.

Liang Yuan simply learned from Reagan's Star Wars ideas and brought the entire plan's deception from space to the bottom of the sea. He sat in the restaurant with Xiong Weixin until the second half of the night to get the core framework of the entire plan with Xiong Weixin.

The next day, Xiong Weixin, who had a new toy for use in Guoan, didn't even return to Beijing. He arranged for the driver to drive Liang Yuan and the two girls back to Shengjing instead of him. After he didn't bother to sleep, he returned to Qinhuangdao overnight with great enthusiasm. He planned to take a flight from Harbin to Beijing in the morning to transfer to Guangzhou and complete the acquisition plan of the Huangpu Shipyard that he had been interfering in between.

The two girls also accompanied Liang Yuan until the middle of the night. Xiong Weixin, who was not in charge of fighting spirit, went south and slept until noon before getting up to wash, eat and drink.

Xiong Weixin was not there, Liang Yuan and his two girls were planning to visit the shipyard to see how nuclear submarines were produced completely. After lunch, the two girls who were thinking about Qingke Competition urged Liang Yuan to go home so that they could get someone bragging about the competition that someone had been boasting about for a long time earlier.

It is really not a pleasant thing for Liang Yuan to travel by car in an environment without a highway. Even if the off-road vehicle was on the bumpy national highway in the 1990s, the speedometer's pointer could reach an eighty yard position, which was already the top speed. Most of the real speeds were back and forth in the range of fifty or sixty yards.

More than ten years later, the three-hour journey between Jinxi and Shengjing took more than ten hours. It was already midnight when I returned to Nanhu Community. Although the three of them were in good health and were not sick, they had no energy to do anything after washing away all the dust. They fell asleep in the roof garden after yawning and saying good night.

In the hazy state, a large golden ribbon seemed to sway in front of her eyes. Before Liang Yuan could restart his brain, which had just recovered from deep sleep, a clear and pleasant familiar voice sounded around him.

"Xiaoyuan looks exhausted. It's already past nine o'clock and he hasn't woken up yet."

"Even if it's a sinister idea, so much bad water suddenly pops up."

Liang Yuan, who had just woken up, simply distinguished the twins around him from his tone.

Perhaps Ning Wanfei made some moves with her words, Ning Wanjia chuckled.

"My sister always likes to do the right thing with Xiaoyuan."

"No, Jia Jia, think about it, this guy has never been a brother since he was a child."

"I won't say anything about betting on snacks. Last night, I dreamed that this guy was holding a remote control, operating the plane model, hanging the yellow-green caterpillar behind me, laughing arrogantly."

Liang Yuan felt that his calf was pinched, but the force was very light.

Smelling the faint fragrance that was already familiar to you and feeling the warmth of the sunshine on your arms, Liang Yuan found that even time was filled with a comfortable and lazy atmosphere.

It was an extremely pleasant morning.

Unfortunately, someone has been happy for only three seconds, and the smile that could not be hidden at the corner of his mouth was inevitably noticed by the two girls.

"Ah, the level of Zhutou's pretending to be dead has been improved again!"

"Jia Jia, I said I would come here with a cold towel."

The faint fragrance suddenly became richer. The two girls jumped onto the big bed with a familiarity, and tried to steal the thin quilt from Liang Yuan's body with two small hands.

"Ah~, no~~, Jia Jia Feifei, don't look at me wearing pajamas, I actually slept with just pp last night."

Someone screamed and struggled in the bed without any image.

"You were seen by the girl when you were three years old."

"That's right, that's what big cloves of garlic are there."

Because Liang Yuan had heard too much, it is very likely that the two girls said something before Liang Yuan woke up. The shy twins directly applied the famous sayings of someone who was always talking about the words.

As the saying goes, one is a place where the land and the other is a local person. No matter how beautiful the two girls are, they are gentle in their daily lives, they are still authentic Northeast girls. The fierceness hidden in their bones really comes, but they don’t have the heart to care whether Liang Yuan is wearing clothes or not.

In a blink of an eye, the three of them rolled into a ball on the big bed.

For an hour, Liang Yuancai, wearing a beige hooded T-shirt and cyan sweatpants, appeared in the roof garden with twins with scarlet colors on their cheeks.

First, he brought out three trays of small bags from the large storage bar full of various fruits and placed them on the coffee table. Then Liang Yuan reached out and stroked the table a few times. The originally slightly dim sunlight in the garden suddenly became brighter.

"Feifei, where is the porridge, I want to eat two trays of buns and two bowls of porridge. I will do this every day from now on, otherwise I will be unable to suppress you two if I lack energy."

There was a little pride in Liang Yuan's tone.

"I'm not afraid of dying of a twelve, no one cares about you even if I eat twenty bowls. A bowl of mung beans, a bowl of millet is yours, and a bowl of peeled eggs is my and Jiajia."

The female devil who had just been defeated looked rare as gentle.

Ning Wanjia put the several thick file bags in her hand on the chair, then stretched out her little hand with a smile to tidy up Liang Yuan's neckline, covering up a small piece of curved light red teeth marks.

"Xiaoyuan can't go anywhere today. He stayed at home honestly and wrote the plan for the Qingke Competition. He has been waiting for you, the cowhide that will illuminate mankind for a hundred years, for a long time."

The girl was looking forward to it in her tone.

"I confess my lenient words and resist my severity. Who bit the mouth just now? You two quickly explain it."

"It's not me anyway."

The two girls spoke in unison.

The three of them brought four trays of buns and four bowls of porridge from the roof garden and somebody wiped out five-eighths alone.

First, regardless of whether Liang Yuan was lying on the chair, the two girls divided the labor quickly. One of them packed the tableware into two piles and threw it under an iron tree not far from the coffee table. The other took out two pieces of tissues to wipe the table twice, and then evenly separated the several large bags of documents he brought with him. Finally, a small stack of A4 paper and a pen with the pen cap were placed in front of Liang Yuan.

"Master Liang Jixiang, hurry up and start writing. I have been waiting for a day for a long time."

"Zhutou quickly write down your plan that shocked mankind for a hundred years. If we are not satisfied, we will ensure that you will die this month is ugly."

After the two girls said separately, their crisp laughter spread throughout the garden, and they were filled with gloating no matter how they heard it.
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