Chapter 68: Six-Nation Military Exercise, Aimed at Yanhuang

After everything was completed, Qin Hao and Cheng Haitang left here.

While Yanhuang Guo was bustling with the grand Moon Project, heads down and working hard, dark clouds were quietly gathering over the western Pacific.

Yanhuang Guo, Luo Te's office.

At this moment, Luo Te was reviewing a progress report on the lunar mining site construction, occasionally smiling.

Knock—knock—knock!

At that time, the office door was knocked, and Zhang Yunfeng and Deng Yuchang entered one after another, both looking unusually serious.

Zhang Yunfeng handed over a document, "Luo, this is the urgent intel we just received."

Luo Te took the document, his eyes fell on the title, and his smile vanished instantly.

Notice on the Joint Military Exercise "Sharp Sword" Conducted by Eagle Sauce and Its Allies

The notice is brief: led by Eagle Sauce, a coalition of island nations, Stick Nation, Aussie Shrimp Nation, Indian Nation, Maple Leaf Nation—six countries in total,

will hold an unprecedented joint military exercise three days later in the eastern seas of Yanhuang Guo, i. e., outside the First Island Chain.

The exercise area is marked on the map with a red line, like a sharp dagger pointing at Yanhuang Guo's throat.

"Hmph, Six-Nation Allied Forces."

Luo Te placed the document gently on the table, showing no emotion, "Last time the Rising Dragon fighter gave them embarrassment; this is a chance to pick a fight."

The atmosphere in the office grew heavy.

Zhang Yunfeng furrowed his brows: "This time they've deployed a lot of troops—two carrier battle groups, various destroyers, cruisers, frigates, over fifty ships in total, plus hundreds of what they consider advanced aircraft."

"The scale is unprecedented, clearly aimed at us, meant to intimidate and provoke."

Hearing this, Deng Yuchang's mouth curled into a faint cold smile.

He stepped forward and said, "Rote Commissioner, Comrade Zhang Yunfeng, I think they arrived at a perfect time."

Zhang Yunfeng turned his head, putting on a smile, "Oh! Looks like our commander has a good idea, tell us."

Deng Yuchang's gaze swept the world map on the wall, eyes sharp as knives:

"Our warships, submarines, and aircraft just completed system optimization and a full upgrade not long ago.

Many new pieces of equipment have been fielded, but lacking a suitable opportunity, they've only been trained in simulations.

Talking strategy on paper is empty; a mule is a horse, we have to take them out for a run."

He paused, then continued:

"These Six-Nation Allied Forces are the best sparring partners we could ask for. They want to show off muscle; we'll use this chance to test the quality of our new gear,

to feel how fast and sharp this knife we now wield really is!"

Zhang Yunfeng thought for a moment, then nodded: "Makes sense; know yourself and the enemy, a hundred battles without loss—this is a rare real‑combat opportunity."

Luo Te lifted his teacup, gently blew the steam; from start to finish, not a hint of panic crossed his face.

"We are a nation of etiquette, always fond of peace."

He sipped his tea slowly, then set the cup down, producing a crisp sound,

"Since they're holding an exercise at our doorstep, as the host we can send a ship to observe, learn from their experience—reasonable, right?"

Deng Yuchang instantly understood and stood at attention, "Understood!"

"I'll immediately order the D Fleet to dispatch a 518G electronic reconnaissance vessel for 'observation'."

"Mm."

Luo Te nodded, his eyes deepening,

"The higher command said one ship is enough; we're there to learn, not to fight. No need for a big show that might scare them."

He shifted tone, his expression serious:

"But we can't lack what belongs beneath the water.

Our upgraded blackfish should get some air, and the eyes in the sky must stay wide open, locking onto their coordinates."

"We won't provoke, but if trouble comes, we won't fear.

If they dare turn the exercise into real combat and fire a meter's worth of shells toward us, we'll let them taste what a new‑era ship with solid guns feels like."

"Rest assured, I know what to do! And after decades without war, our young men are itching for action."

Deng Yuchang's voice rang powerfully, excitement flashing in his eyes.

As for the so‑called "blackfish," it refers to Yanhuang Guo's most advanced AT-906 attack nuclear submarine, which after system optimization,

now surpasses the publicly known data of Eagle Sauce's nuclear submarines in silence and detection.

And the "eyes in the sky" are, of course, the newly replicated military satellites whose performance has surged.

An invisible net silently unfolded amid their calm words.

On the surface, Yanhuang Guo appears to have sent only a harmless electronic reconnaissance vessel, sailing alone toward the stormy sea, like a curious onlooker.

Yet beneath the deep blue water, several ghostly nuclear submarines silently slipped toward the designated area.

Hundreds of miles up in space, several satellites adjusted their orbits, high‑resolution lenses capturing every move of the Six-Nation fleet.

Three days later, western Pacific.

The sky was crystal clear, the sea breeze salty, waves rolling. A massive fleet of six nations moved like traveling steel fortresses, carving white wake trails across the designated exercise zone.

Eagle Sauce Admiral Tomson stood on the bridge of the aircraft carrier "Liberty", holding a telescope, full of vigor.

As far as the eye could see, only allied vessels of various types.

The island nation's "Chuyu" helicopter carrier, Stick Nation's "Sejong the Great" class destroyer,

Aussie Shrimp Nation's "Tebaho" class destroyer…

Dozens of warships clustered around, various carrier‑borne aircraft roaring as they were catapulted from the deck, drawing long arcs in the sky.

"General, everything is normal, all units have reached the scheduled positions."

At that moment, an adjutant reported.

Thomson lowered the binoculars, his face showing undisguised arrogance.

"Notify all ships, the exercise begins as planned; let those guys on the opposite shore take a good look, just who exactly has the final say over this sea."

He greatly enjoyed the feeling of controlling everything.

Such a formidable concentration of military power here is enough to make any opponent feel suffocated.

In his view, the few not-so-advanced warships of Yanhuang Guo probably dare only to hide in port, trembling as they spy from afar via satellite.

However, none of them noticed that, on the periphery of this seemingly impregnable fleet,

a ghost‑like shadow was silently approaching in a "silent" manner.