Chapter 1454 - 473: I’m a Professional Commentator, and Professionals Must Make Judgments_3

Chapter 1454: Chapter 473: I’m a Professional Commentator, and Professionals Must Make Judgments_3

"The fleet of over ten warships effortlessly swallowed up Horizon Corporation’s Polar, while Horizon Corporation’s three bases were not operational; what’s the use of producing no soldiers?"

"Damn it, I’m a professional commentator, alright? How could this turn into a disaster, a professional commentator can’t understand this situation?"

"Professional commentators must dare to make judgments."

"Ten warships against one, with satellite-based weapons at your disposal, how could you lose? Tell me, what does ’floating ship face-striding’ mean?"

"Just rush in with F2A and win, flank them, and win too."

"And coincidentally, I’ll tell you, they have calculated everything, the final score will definitely be 5:0, when Europeans go wild, no one can stop them."

"Especially Hood, that’s the face of the old empire, alright? Just like Lü Bu with his legendary spear and riding a Red Hare horse, how could you lose?"

At this point, the milk in his hand was all used up, and the paper money tossed by the giant was also finished.

But the giant casually stroked his lower back and pulled out an A4 paper, holding it up with both hands and began reciting, looking as if he were a eunuch reading an imperial edict.

"In 2077, Horizon Corporation hosted the Gulf of Mexico Warship World Championship, attracting global competition, participants from all nations, and unprecedented grandeur."

"There was an exceptional warship, emerging from thousands of vessels."

He then quickly rattled off a string of names, speaking as if firing a rapid-fire cannon, at lightning speed.

"Hood, Bar, Calvera, Pelayo, Novgorod, Vasa, these six warships are collectively known as ’The Six Gentlemen’."

"They captured three points by day, defeated eight foes by night, launched a great offensive in Africa, swept north to defeat foes in America, crossed the sea to besiege Bermuda, unstoppable!"

"The Six Gentlemen finally reached Bermuda, east of Florida in the United States, and as they entered the waters, they caught whiff after whiff of milk fragrance; instantly, each ship’s complexion changed from pink to yellow, yellow to white, white to green, green to purple, purple to black, they began frothing at the mouth, bleeding from their seven orifices, engines leaked oil, cabins caught fire, and Hood collapsed into pieces beside them."

"Turns out the perpetrator of all this was the mysterious Eastern power—the current Qing Dynasty Empress Dowager Cixi. After death, posthumously titled Empress Dowager Xiaoqin Cixi Duanyou Kangyi Zhaoyu Zhuangcheng Shougong Qinxian Chongxi Xu Dong Peitian Xing Shengxian, truly with a heart to kill enemies but powerless to save the sky, pity, oh pity."

"A poem from later generations describes it: Federation East Side Atlantic, European warship corpses chilled, who should bear this toxic milk and black pot? Horizon Cixi, Xu! Dong! Huang!"

After singing, he picked up the steel pipe Potato used earlier and struck the electromagnetic cannon hard.

Clang!!!

The sound crisp and bright, its echo unknowingly traveled far across the ocean, finally mingling with the sound of waves.

Little did they know, just kilometers away from Polar, Switzerland’s Vasa was floating there with Hood on guard duty. Both had their stealth modules activated, leaving neither able to see the other, and rendering radar completely blind.

Vasa’s captain Billy clutched a glass in his hand, the warm milk inside filling him with delight, smelling the milk fragrance at the tip of his nose with a satisfied sound.

"Mmm~~"

This dairy creation in today’s world is more precious than many expensive red wines, and only someone of his status could enjoy it.

After drinking a few pleasant sips, Billy felt a wave of sleepiness.

Due to Northern Europe’s geographical position, most of the day is night, occasionally experiencing polar night, so upon reaching tropical regions, Billy felt particularly sleepy.

He spoke to the lieutenant beside him,

"Stand guard here, I’m going to rest for a while, notify me if anything happens."

The lieutenant stood in a military posture, hurriedly responding,

"Yes!"

Billy carried his milk, walking away without looking back, leaving only the lieutenant and a group of sailors.

After a while, the lieutenant also started to feel sleepy, first heading to the captain’s cabin, knocking on the door with no response.

Confirming Captain Billy was already asleep, he returned to the control room, telling the sailors,

"I’m going to rest for a while, keep an eye out, notify me if anything happens."

"Got it."*n

The sailors replied in unison.

"Mm."

The lieutenant nodded and left.

Who knew, as soon as he left, the sailors cheered in excitement, pulling out playing cards and cash from underneath their clothes, starting to gamble boisterously, and some even fetched several bottles of alcohol from the galley, everyone drinking and gambling heartily.

If they weren’t at sea, they even considered bringing some sex dolls aboard to party.

Only with the sailors’ focus solely on their cards did they fail to notice a warship stealthily flying past right beside them.

At their closest, they were no more than three kilometers apart; all it took was someone to gaze into the night’s sky to easily spot the subtle refraction in the light.

Unfortunately, no one was willing to stand guard in the chilly winds on the deck.

Thus, the main warship Hood, which should have been protected by escort ships, was exposed within the firing range of Polar’s two electromagnetic cannons.

And Hood, from start to finish, never realized that right below its anchorage, over a dozen smart mines were casting weak lasers at it, providing strike coordinates to the distant Polar.

(Think I’m joking? Back then, a US Air Force carrier in the Middle East was bombed by insurgents because the captain was lazy, leaving duties to the officer, who got lazy and passed them to the grunt, who went off to sleep and play cards, resulting in insurgents launching a missile attack, blowing the deck to smithereens, embarrassing the whole world)

(Additionally, bringing chickens to play on warships has long been a tradition in the US Navy.)