It was four o'clock in the morning in Washington, Roosevelt, who was sleeping in the presidential residence, was awakened by the urgent and urgent phone call.

"Damn, if it wasn't for the big news, I'd have fired you."

Old Roosevelt, who was not in a good mood, actually just slept for less than two hours, turned on the bedlight, looked at the time, and then roared up from the phone.

The secretary on the other end of the phone, who could not bear the president's temper, said urgently, "Fan Yize's fleet is shelling San Francisco."

Old Roosevelt's head buzzed, the drowsy state suddenly woke up, completely sleepless.

“Call all the people of the Ministry of Defence to the office immediately.”

Hanging up the phone, old Roosevelt shook off the quilt, did not even wash the time, quickly put on his clothes, hastily opened his own door.

At the same time, the U.S. Department of Defense and the major Navy generals, all hurried out of the house, the official residence and office of the President of the United States, the building officially named by Roosevelt, the White House, the lights brightened.

Old Roosevelt, who had just entered the office, saw his secretary and hurriedly asked, “What is the situation in San Francisco?”

The secretary gritted his teeth and did not speak, but handed the microphone on the table into the hands of old Roosevelt.

As soon as he got the microphone, Roosevelt heard a violent explosion from the microphone, and the dense explosion was like a war drum thunder, and the sound tremored his fragile heart.

The palms of the microphone were trembling, as if the movement of an explosion were moving through the telephone line, quivering with a small microphone.

And the anxious shouts from the other side of the microphone, indicating that there are still people on the opposite side, and it seems that they are reporting something.

Roosevelt took a deep breath, put the microphone to his mouth, and listened to the loud noise from the other side of his ear, and he said, "I am Theodore Roosevelt."

"Mr. President, my name is Evans."Major General Evans on the other end of the phone hurriedly returned.

“General Evans, what’s going on in San Francisco right now?”Old Roosevelt trembling slightly and asked.

“Damn Fan Yize, his fleet has attacked our military port, cannonballs blockade the entire military port, our warships can not run out, the warships can only fight back in the military port, but whether it is coastal artillery or warship artillery, our shells can not attack their fleet.”Evans hastened to report.

Roosevelt on the phone was speechless for a long time, and the situation was worse than he thought.

As an old Roosevelt of the Navy, he knew what kind of disaster a fleet was blocked in port.

And Evans's report made Roosevelt's last little hope dashed.

The warships in the port, even if they are blocked in the port, are not without any counterattack ability.

Under normal circumstances, in the era of battleships, when the enemy can attack the port warships, the port warships can also attack the other side of the warship.

And with the help of coastal defense artillery, under normal circumstances, no warships will force attack the enemy fleet docked in the port.

This is very detrimental to the attacking fleet.

However, if the attack is successful, it is more deadly if there is not much avoidance ability in the port, or if it is impossible to leave the ship.

The battleship became a fixed fort, which was the most tragic end of the battleship.

“The range of their shells is more than twenty kilometers, and their accuracy is extremely high, the power and caliber of the shells are amazing, at a distance of 20 kilometers, our battleship master armor defenses can not resist, several shore defense guns have been destroyed, North Carolina, Idaho, Maine, Mississippi four new warships, has been sunk, the port of more and more wounded warships, the defeat of the fleet is finished."

Evans's report, with a choking sound, made an old Navy general show such a gesture that he could see how awkward the scene in San Francisco was.

Twenty battleships, more than a dozen lightning ships, and such a huge fleet will be a thing of the past at any time.

Old Roosevelt was speechless for a long time, he did not know what to do, should also say what, words of encouragement?

Old Roosevelt tried to calm his mood, and what he thought at this moment was, after dawn, what should the United States do?How is he going to deal with all the American people?How do you explain this to Congress?

War, must war, the United States has a strong industrial heritage, today the Great White Fleet was defeated, but as long as the United States is given time, it only takes three to four years, the United States will build a more powerful fleet.

“General, please keep more of the fire for the Navy.”Thinking through a lot, the old Roosevelt is also a brave face of the strong broken wrist of the hard horn, full of anger to the phone on the other end of Evans command.

Evans of San Francisco heard the words, took a deep breath, and said, "I see."

Hanging up the phone, Evans looked at the rumbling fire of the port in the distance, called in the commanding soldiers, and ordered: "Order all the soldiers in the port, all the soldiers in the port, and make every effort to rescue the people who fell into the water."

A fleet that has no ability to counterattack, death will only bring greater casualties, as Roosevelt said, the need to retain a strong soul for the U.S. Navy, leaving a rich sailor.

The Great White Fleet, a fleet that has been eliminated, is gone, and for the United States, it has only lost a warship that is being eliminated by the times.

The United States, with its strong industrial capabilities, can quickly arm more powerful warships as long as there are sailors.

The ultra-fearless class of warships under construction will soon fill the lost strength of the U.S. Navy.

The orders of the American sailors in the port have quickly evacuated the warships that have been injured, and they have not been in charge of the burning warships, and they no longer operate the guns to counterattack.

A group of soldiers left the port quickly.

On the command ship of the Pacific Fleet, Xu Xuebin also received the news of the spies for the first time, and abandoned the Americans of the entire fleet, much more decisive than he expected.

Not everyone dares to make such a decision, and the United States, as an adversary, is indeed not to be underestimated.

In fact, Xu Xuebin himself is well aware that unless the Red Guard Navy can destroy all of the American coastal industries, it will not be able to stop the powerful American industry.

Today, the Great White Fleet is buried, it will be quickly salvaged, some warships can be repaired and re-entered, and those that cannot be repaired will be dismantled.

Now that the United States is building a New York-class battleship, it is foreseeable that in the next few years, a more powerful warship than a first-class warship will be launched into service like dumplings.

In this regard, Xu Xuebin just wanted to say to the United States: I am waiting.