"This is the... port management office, looking for a transport ship numbered... from the federal destination Nagalil, please reply."

Every fifteen minutes, the port radio station will send more than one message, and ships entering and leaving the port will generally forward it.

It's not some kind of rule written on paper, it's an established convention.

Today they will forward these radio messages, and if one day they have some trouble, there will be other people who will forward these radio messages as well.

But in any case, no one answered, and no one relayed the reply message.

"It's been a whole day later than expected. There's no news at all for no reason. Something must have happened that we don't know about.",The commissioner of the joint development company sighed after coming out of the radio station.

Originally, it was just a very ordinary transportation, but the scale was a little larger, and no one would think... there would be a problem.

After all, there are still warships to follow. Even if they encounter pirates, those pirates will not have trouble looking for the federal transport team with a bad mind.

Not to mention, those cargo ships were marked with the logo of the United Development Corporation, and the flag of the United Development Corporation was also hoisted.

If anyone really dares to take action against it, then these people must be mentally prepared to accept violent revenge from the most powerful group of people in the Federation!

People firmly believe this, and there will be no accidents, but there are accidents.

Twenty-four hours after the disappearance, Nagalil's side and the Federation's side began to send ships to look for it.

It takes at most four days from the federation to this side, and even if they deviate from the course, one day is enough for them to correct them back.

The commissioner glanced at the gradually blackening sky and sighed deeply.

If something goes wrong with this shipment, it will be a nightmare!

Even at this time, the commissioner hoped that the transport team was hijacked. As long as the transport team itself was not damaged, it would not matter to pay some money or something.

In the future, I can slowly regain my face, and it is more important to start work.

The materials organized this time are enough for the production of many factories in Nagalil for three months to six months. If these raw materials are lost, in addition to the loss of wealth, it will take a lot of time to get a new batch of such raw materials. .

For example, some compounds, or some rare mineral extracts, these materials have a long production cycle, or the extraction success rate is not so stable, and it cannot be produced in two or three days.

The lost time is the most annoying thing.

The commissioner, who had not eaten for a day, touched his hungry and aching stomach, and walked towards a small restaurant near the port in a dejected manner.

I ordered something casually, and while I was thinking about filling my stomach, someone suddenly ran over in a hurry.

"Your Excellency Commissioner, someone responded to the radio enquiry just now. They said that they encountered local thunderstorms that delayed the time. They will be able to enter the port in about an hour. I hope we can free up some berths. They have ships injured."

The person who came running was panting, the commissioner was stunned for a moment, and then the expression on his face changed from depression to surprise!

As long as these ships come over, even if he suffers a little injury and loses a little cargo, at least most of the raw materials will be fine, and his **** will be stable!

He ate what was on the plate in three or two bites, and left two dollars behind. He didn't even ask for change. He got up and ran towards the berth.

In summer, strong convection occurs frequently over the ocean, and thunderstorms in certain uncertain areas are actually quite normal.

In this era, there are no weather satellites, or more advanced means, and everyone is not clear about what happens in the ocean.

However, it is good to be able to enter the port safely.

Since the transport team was affiliated with the Joint Development Company, which was the actual ruler of Nagalil, the port soon cleared some berths for the fleet that was about to enter the port.

In addition, some ambulances came, and many boatmen were also called over, planning to repair the transport ship overnight.

Not only did they bring things in, but there were a lot of parts and production materials in the port warehouses that needed to be sent to the Commonwealth.

After more than 40 minutes, the sky was almost completely dark, and the lights of the port tower could not shine farther.

Rather than scanning the sea, the towers are actually more valuable for pointing the way to ships in the dark.

In the extreme distance, some dark shadows appeared on the sea level. Looking at these shadows, the commissioner finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The radio station has also received the communication and is ready to enter the port.

Taking into account the damage to the ships, the commissioner also deliberately let some tugboats meet the past, if necessary, can help some lost or lost ships to enter the port.

Those shadows were getting closer, but gradually, the commissioner faintly noticed something was wrong.

He had seen these transport ships, and more than once.

He is very clear about the appearance of these transport ships, it is definitely not the appearance of these shadowy silhouettes!

"Let all searchlights be turned on and inform the local garrison..."

All the lights on the port suddenly turned on, and the fleets that had entered the port also revealed their true colors!

That's not a joint development company's transport ship, but... a warship, a warship of a strange country that has never been seen before!

At this time, there was only one thought in everyone's mind that made them feel ridiculous and terrifying - the **** enemy attack!

The moment the commissioner turned around, he was lifted up by a huge force. He swirled in the air, and his stiff face no longer had any expression.

Immediately after that, he fell heavily to the ground, and there was no movement!

The fleet entering the port began to bombard the surrounding lighting equipment and buildings farther away, and the entire port fell into crying and screaming in an instant.

A large number of landing ships coming fast from a distance began to land around, and a large number of soldiers were sent to the land of Nagalil!

Ten minutes later, Mr. Truman's communication with some foreign friends was interrupted, and he walked into the office, where almost all the generals on duty of the Ministry of Defense were there.

He sat on a chair and looked at these people with a solemn expression, "What happened?"

The lieutenant general on duty of the Ministry of National Defense pursed his lips, "Mr. President, we suspect that Pongio's fleet attacked the port of Nagalil and made a landing, just now..."

The next second, Mr. Truman stood up abruptly. He looked at the civilian lieutenant general of the Ministry of Defense in disbelief, with a grim expression on his face.

Undeclared war!

In fact, Mr. Truman knows the importance of Nagalil better than other government officials. Many government officials will have a stupid view that the value of Nagalil is to provide cheap labor and a low-end market for capitalists. .

They can't see it at all, or choose not to see it, it's a huge factory with a population of 200 million!

In addition, there are rich mineral resources, as well as large reserves of oil!

No surprises are allowed in Nagalil!

Once Nagalil falls, all walks of life in the Federation will be immediately affected and impacted.

I thought that Pengjieao would definitely declare war in advance if he wanted to use force, but it seems that they are too overestimated!

This is also the empirical error made by Mr. Truman. He instinctively believes that such a powerful country must at least have a little face...

At this moment, someone suddenly knocked on the door of the office. It was Mr. Truman's adjutant, and his expression was a little anxious.

"Mr. President, the capital of Mariro and the cities we occupied were shelled to varying degrees, and some military posts were also attacked by the enemy..."

While they were talking, someone else ran over, it was a secretary of the Presidential Palace.

The secretary was stunned for a moment, and quickly said, "Mr. President, News Channel..."

Mr. Truman immediately had the television turned on, and Federal Television Channel 1 was broadcasting an emergency news.

Several gentlemen in formal clothes appeared on the TV screen, and the guy in the middle was reading a document, and it was read to the end.

"...I am entrusted by the Emperor of the Pontgio Empire to announce once again the decision of His Majesty the Emperor."

"From now on, the Pontgio Empire and its vassals will officially declare war on the Bale Federation!"

In the next second, countless flashes came on, and the reporters frantically tried to put the microphone into the man's mouth, and the scene was in chaos.

Mr. Trueman had sat back in his chair, his hands on the table, his chin resting. "They were ready in the morning."

"Everything happened at about the same time, it was premeditated."

He has calmed down.

These things have already happened, and it is pointless to be angry and slap the table.

He looked at the lieutenant general on duty, "Notify all the military generals in Bupen that we need a meeting." After the people from the Ministry of Defense left, he looked at his assistant again, "Notify Congress, from immediately From now on, the Federation has entered a state of full-scale war, and I need their authorization!"

In fact, no congressional authorization is required for the president to decide that the country enters a full-scale state of war.

But... this thing is a process to put it bluntly, give Congress a little face, they will find trouble later, and it can save a little thing.

Process justice (correct) has historically been the highest federal political norm, and it does no good to undermine it.

The assistant then ran away, his eyes fell on the little secretary again, "Notify the media, TV station, I will hold a national TV speech..."

Soon the news about the Pongio Empire's declaration of war on the Federation spread rapidly, and almost all the diplomatic ambassadors with embassies in Bupen called to ask if these were true.

At this moment, the whole country seems to have stopped, and people took to the streets, some uneasy talking about the war and the future.

At 8:15 in the evening, Mr. Trueman appeared on the TV, and his expression had never been more serious!