Chapter 503 Foreign General Ivan is about to do something big

Chapter 503 Foreign General Ivan is about to do something big

Chapter 503 Foreign General Ivan is about to do something big

"Vampire minions, get out!"

"Quit yourselves immediately. Otherwise, we will vote you out in a year. You will lose your identity protection and will be held criminally responsible!"

The sudden emergence of the new media of radio in the Federation caught financial capital off guard.

Now, newspaper sales have dropped sharply. People have finally realized that the federal newspapers are talking nonsense, discrediting our spokesman, President Garfield, and the voices heard on the radio are the truth.

The next day after Garfield's first broadcast, large-scale walks broke out across the country in support of the former university president.

The congressmen named by Garfield were subjected to a torrent of curses from the public. When they arrived at their work places, many of them were covered with rotten tomatoes and rotten egg whites.

The parliamentarians here serve for two years, so the people cannot get rid of them immediately. But their reputation has already been ruined, and they will definitely be removed by angry people in a year.

In an inconspicuous clubhouse, dim lights were on. Under the gaze of the Lucifer statue, a group of dark creatures were gathering, listening to the faint roars coming from outside, and they were all as sad as if they had lost their parents.

"Rockefeller and Carnegie are two traitors who betrayed us. We must teach them a lesson."

"No, they didn't betray. Garfield wanted to learn from Daxia, engage in industry, and build a middle class. They are both industrial tycoons, so of course he went there. If I were in the industrial world, I would make the same choice."

"But - now the radio station is jointly run by the two of them. Our information cocoon has been exposed. What should we do? Should we also set up a radio station of our own and interfere with their signal?"

"It's useless. Garfield gave them an exclusive license and will not allow our radio station to operate. Even if we can get the license in the end, it will take more than half a year to build our own broadcast network. Then it will be too late."

Morgan stroked his chin and said, "In a year at most, we will lose our financial power in Congress, and the situation will become even more unfavorable. How about we invest in industry? As long as we can make money, it won't be shameful to surrender to Garfield."

Gustav sneered contemptuously, "Of course, real industries can be acquired, but that is just a method of capital operation. Can you make big money and quick money by relying on real industries?"

"Who doesn't know that industry can make the Federation great? But what does the greatness of the Federation have to do with us? Don't forget that financial capital has no motherland."

"We don't need the middle class, we need leeks."

"Are we going to withdraw from this fertile land of the Federation?"

"No! Cutting off someone's financial resources is like killing their parents. Garfield must die. No one can stop the torrent of financial operations!"

Everyone attending the meeting was talking at once, with murderous intent on their faces, wishing they could kill that hateful principal right away.

Morgan remained silent. He had already begun to consider both finance and industry. Once the dark creatures are exposed, they will not have such great magical power. Should I turn when necessary?
But now he is still a member of the dark creatures and agrees with the plan to get rid of Garfield. In the future - it depends on the situation.

The dark creatures reached a temporary consensus, but cracks were already quietly forming within them.

It's not easy to get rid of Garfield. He lives a reclusive life and is surrounded by red-haired Irish Guards.

What annoyed these rich people was that when did the rude and lowly Irish people become so noble? How could they resist the bribes of huge silver bullets?

Some guys have subconsciously realized that the Irish Fenian Society seems to be our natural enemy...

Of course, everyone has weaknesses, and it is impossible not to be greedy. However, those who were assigned to Garfield had all listened to Zhang Siwen's personal teaching in Cuba. They belonged to the first generation full of ideals, had been tested for a long time, and had firm beliefs...

In the darkness, the dark hand reaching out to Garfield was always ready to strike, but it never found an opportunity, so much so that the society members became a little discouraged.

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July 1881, 7, Akrotiri Bay, off the coast of Limassol Port, on the south coast of Cyprus. Smoke billowed over the sea and the sound of cannons rumbled.

This is the eastern Mediterranean, which has always been a fairly peaceful place.

Today, anchored off the southern coast of the harbor are a Minotaur-class 10,000-ton steam-sailed ironclad battleship, three Wangfu-class battleships, six Johnson-class cruisers, and fifteen sailing frigates. The total size of the fleet is close to 60,000 tons.

These warships were flying the double-headed eagle flag of Russia and the fleur-de-lis flag of Spain with a white background. All the combat ships of Liu Buxian's Spanish Royal Fleet and Lin Taizeng's Russian Mediterranean Fleet were here.

Twenty-five ironclad ships were arranged in a traditional naval battle T-shape, with their broadside guns pointed at the northern port, looking quite unfriendly.

However, the situation at the port was even more unfriendly. The fleet was led by four 10,000-ton pure ironclad battleships, ten 3,000-ton pure iron light cruisers, and ten frigates, all flying the multi-colored flag of Daxia.

The Daxia fleet also faced the enemy broadside, and fired, with shells whistling towards the cluster of sailing ironclad warships on the sea.

The main fleet of Daxia attacked the Spanish and Russian fleets. Was it because of an internal struggle between Deng Shichang, Liu Buchan and Lin Taizeng?

Ahem, Liu Buchan and Lin Taizeng were on Deng Shichang’s flagship, the HMS Monarch, at this time.

Two years had passed after the second naval conference. The main battleships and aircraft carriers that had been built were still under construction, but a number of cruisers and frigates had already been built.

The formation of Daxia's main fleet was initially formed and moved to the Cyprus anchorage, taking into account the coastal defense of the three provinces of the Arab Empire and several satellite countries along the Black Sea coast.

At the same time, a large number of new cruisers and frigates joined the Spanish and Russian Mediterranean fleets, and the original sailing warships were retired.

Among these warships, the latest Minotaur class has been in service for eleven years, and the rest have been in service for twelve to fifteen years. They are already old and outdated and no longer usable.

So it was pulled here to be used as a target ship, allowing the new fleet of Daxia to conduct actual combat artillery drills.

The Sovereign class uses many new technologies, such as high freeboard, centerline guns, and triple expansion engines. How much advantage they will have in actual combat cannot be reflected by training alone.

Now that more than 20 old ironclad ships have been decommissioned, the Navy has organized a large-scale target shooting activity for testing.

Generally speaking, if it was used as a target ship, one ship would be good enough, and it would be quite generous to pull out the whole group as a target ship. Of course, the Daxia people would not be so wasteful, and they would not intend to sink the target ship, but would destroy it and tow it to the port to be dismantled as scrap metal.

Once this batch of sailing ships were retired, the only thing left of the Nanyang Navy that Shao Quanzhong had bought for tens of millions of silver was the British Far East Fleet in Hong Kong. It was not scrapped for the time being and remained as an existing fleet.

There were rumbling gunfires on the sea, and the British Mediterranean Fleet stationed at Akrotiri Naval Port was watching nearby. In Limassol, Ivan, the Governor of Cyprus and Major General of the Independent Mixed Cossack Brigade in Cyprus, was scratching his head.

He looked at the armory and the tens of thousands of Hale rockets, feeling both amused and helpless.

Ivan's Cossacks were the least valued unit in the Huai Army. They had never received any new weapons, and were equipped with only second-hand or third-hand equipment from various retired units.

What era is it now? Planes and airships are flying everywhere, and napalm bombs are everywhere when a war breaks out. And I am still equipped with Hale rockets that have been out of production for over a decade. What’s going on?

His subordinates gave him an idea, "Commander, why don't we just launch these things as a training exercise and watch the fireworks? It's annoying to keep them in the warehouse all day, and we have to send people to maintain them. What a waste."

Ivan waved his hand, "Okay! Let's set off the fireworks!"

The men happily pushed all the Hale rockets out. Suddenly, Ivan had an idea. "Wait, black powder fireworks are not fun enough. I suddenly have an idea. Let's replace the black powder with TNT and hear a loud bang!"

(End of this chapter)