Jason felt a surge of adrenaline as he realized the Navy was willing to sell him a 10,000-ton behemoth. These vessels—the ten Jianghu-class frigates and the fleet of large troop carriers—represented a massive investment he had placed with the modern shipyard.
The logistics of the purchase were staggering. A single refurbished Jianghu-class frigate cost 100 million yuan, totaling 1 billion for the ten ships. Forty troop carriers, priced at 30 million each, added another 1.2 billion to the bill. It was a mutually beneficial arrangement; it cleared decommissioned stock for the Navy and provided the shipyard with significant maintenance and renovation contracts.
Jason wasn't deterred by the cost. He knew that building a navy in Westeros was an expensive endeavor, far outstripping the costs of the army. Fortunately, with a cash flow of 100 billion yuan, he could afford the high price of power.
The group soon arrived at a larger dock where a Type 055 destroyer awaited. Measuring 165 meters in length and 26 meters in width, with a top speed of 31 knots and a displacement of 10,000 tons, it was far more spectacular than the frigates. Jason looked up at the steel giant in awe.
"This is it," Jason declared, a smile spreading across his face. "I want this ship. She will be my flagship, the Easter I".
President and Colonel Nathan laughed, pleased with the sale. "An excellent choice, Mr. Liu. The price is 5.5 billion yuan. If you agree, she's yours to take right now".
The price was steep—another 55 "small targets" spent—but Jason didn't flinch. He knew that once this ship appeared in the waters of Westeros, it would silence all opposition. With the 51 ships secured, however, Jason realized he had a problem: no one in Westeros knew how to sail them.
"Colonel Nathan," Jason began, "I need a crew. Can you send a team from your navy to follow me to Westeros? They need to help me train my sailors, or these ships will just be expensive ornaments".
Colonel Nathan gave a hearty laugh. "Don't worry, Mr. Liu. We've already selected nearly 2,000 personnel—captains, engineers, and sailors—from several fleets. They will accompany you to Westeros and stay until your people are ready to take the relm".
Jason was relieved. He promised them the same high-tier treatment as the Army staff. It would take 200 men to operate the Easter I alone, 60 for each frigate, and 30 for each transport. If any major repairs were needed, Jason could simply transport the ships back to the modern drydocks he kept on standby.
The Arrival at White Harbor
Once the naval crews were aboard, Jason began the process of transferring the fleet to the waters of White Harbor.
A collective gasp went up from the crowds at the pier as the first troop carrier appeared out of thin air. These 40 transports were originally large fishing vessels, repurposed by the shipyard into troop carriers capable of holding 1,000 soldiers each. Their steel hulls were impervious to the rams and scorpions of Westeros.
"It appeared!" someone screamed. "A giant ship of steel!".
Stannis Baratheon watched in grim silence as the massive vessels began to fill the harbor. He knew the strength of wooden ships; he knew how easily these steel monsters would crush them. Any lingering hope he had of challenging Jason's claim to the Iron Throne vanished.
The Jianghu-class frigates followed, their 100-meter frames and visible naval guns striking fear into the hearts of the watching nobles. General used a translator to explain the difference between the transports and the "frigates" to the awe-struck lords.
Finally, after two hours, the Easter I materialized. At 165 meters long, it was a displacement of ten thousand tons of pure intimidation. It was larger and more terrifying than anything the people of the Seven Kingdoms had ever imagined.
"By the Old Gods and the New," a sailor whispered, "the ship is too big!".
"The Iron Islands are finished," another shouted. "No pirate can stand against this!".
The people of the North cheered, their voices echoing off the steel hulls. To them, this was more than a fleet—it was the symbol of an invincible King who would bring the entire continent to its knees.