On May 4, when the first rays of sunlight in the morning splashed on the sparkling sea, a majestic and domineering warship greeted the rising sun, slowly sailing, the graceful streamlined hull, the huge and majestic radar antenna, the majestic and powerful twin anti-aircraft missile launchers, and the protective color of the Shanghai white hull, making this "Sheffield" with a full load displacement of more than 4,000 tons and a cost of 250 million US dollars, known as the world's most advanced destroyer, look like the sea god Poceron came to the world, ruling over all seas, and the scenery is infinite

"The scenery outside is really beautiful!" In front of the shipboard radar console of the combat command center in the middle of the "Sheffield," the young radar operator Forsted stared at the real-time picture of the ship's exterior presented on the comprehensive display not far away, and couldn't help but let out a sigh of emotion:

"When I take my vacation, I will bring my girlfriend here for a vacation, and I believe she will love it here!"

"I don't know if your girlfriend will fall in love here, but when it comes to vacation, aren't we going on now?" said Both, the electronic signal operator next to him, as soon as Foster finished speaking.

Foster was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then he grinned and showed an unusually bright smile: "That's true, in the past two days, we have approached the 12-nautical-mile warning line of Argentina several times in a row, and they haven't even reacted at all, and even the most basic radar tracking has not appeared, it is estimated that we are really scared, so I still advise you to take a good look at this beautiful sea area, and wait for the war to end and return to China in a few days, you can't see it if you want to!"

"I don't have your romantic feelings!" Bo Si waved his hand, then stretched in his seat: "I'm a little suffocated." Argentina doesn't have a 'super military flag,' so there are always some 'Skyhawks,' right? It's good that not even a fly will come. I haven't had a good time with the drill yet!"

"The Argentine 'Skyhawk' attack aircraft are no different from flies, and even if our Mr. Booz shoots down, there is nothing to show off!"

As soon as Booz finished speaking, the radar signal officer of the "Sheffield", Major Smython, smiled and walked quickly, and he was followed by Captain Salter, who was wearing a brand new Royal Navy Colonel's uniform, and nodded at them very gentlemanly when he saw the two young soldiers. Then he said with a unique British humor smile:

"Good morning, gentlemen, I think it myself. There is really no need to fight flies because it will affect our appetite for breakfast!"

Listening to Salter's words, the entire combat control room suddenly erupted in thunderous laughter, and after a while. Salter continued:

"Alright. Gentlemen, Prince Charles would like to express his condolences on behalf of the Queen, and in order to ensure that the signal is unobstructed, Mr. Foster, please pause the radar signal for a few minutes, Mr. Booz, please contact 10 Downing Street in London as soon as possible, and 'Sheffield' would like to say good morning to Her Majesty!"

"Okay. Sir!" Forsde replied, but then frowned: "It's just that the radar signal is turned off?"

"No more than five minutes. Besides, Argentina doesn't even have the guts to release flies now, five minutes, it's fine!" Major Smython waved his hand indifferently.

Foster and Booz looked at each other, stopped talking, and then sat back in their seats, and began to connect, while Colonel Salter raised his arm, looked at the Rolex watch in his hand, and muttered with excitement:

"Five minutes, three minutes until the scheduled call time"

"Three minutes!" The same words sounded in the Argentine Rio Grande Air Base, three hundred nautical miles away from the destroyer "Sheffield", and the speaker looked nervous, but more uncontrollable eagerness, looking at the special flight watch on his wrist from time to time, looking at the blue sky:

"Three minutes have passed according to the planned time, why hasn't 'Daystar' sent the information back? Oh my God, can China's Lu do it?"

"Okay, isn't Lieutenant Beretta better than anyone else about the training in the past two days?" Air Force Captain Riquelme, who was standing next to Lieutenant Beretta, took a calm sip on the Cuban cigar in his hand, glanced at the two Magic A-4 "Skyhawk" attack planes next to him, and continued confidently:

"I have a strong feeling that Lou is the angel sent by God to help us in Argentina, and that he will surely light the way to our victory, Lieutenant Beretta, please trust me, if you want to avenge your brother, please believe me!"

"I believed, I believed it from the moment I tested the modified plane, but now, I feel my brother's soul calling me for revenge, really, I assure God, I definitely feel it"

"Buzz~~Buzz~~~"

Before Beretta could finish speaking, the entire Rio Grande Air Base remembered a piercing battle alarm, and then the command radio on the tarmac heard the unmistakable voice of Lieutenant General Messi, Chief of Staff of the Air Force:

"Ready to take off!"

"Lieutenant Beretta, I'm sure your brother will bless us!"

"Definitely!"

Riquelme and Beretta patted each other on the shoulder, picked up their respective flight helmets, and rushed to their fighters, at the same time, many Argentine ground crews were busy like bees, two C801 anti-ship missiles that had been prepared were mounted on the heavy-duty pylons on the belly of the aircraft, in order to maintain balance, a pair of auxiliary fuel tanks were also hung on each side, fuel filling, instrument inspection, engine test, all pre-flight preparations can be described as fast and fast, in one go!

Fifteen minutes later, when the two modified A-4 "Skyhawk" attack planes carrying C801 anti-ship missiles had just stopped on the runway of the airport, the voice of Lieutenant General Messi, who was sitting in the control tower of the airport, sounded loudly in the pilot's air-to-ground intercom:

"'Aries', ready to take off!"

"'Aries' understands!" Riquelme replied calmly.

"'Beret', ready to take off!"

"'Berets,' understood!" Beretta's voice was slightly nervous. But more than that, it's exciting!

"You can take off!"

With the order of Lieutenant General Messi, the two jet engines erupted into a thunderous roar, and then the two "Sky Eagles" were like sharp arrows off the string. Soaring into the sky, straight into the sky

About fifteen minutes later, Riquelme and Beretta flew to a designated airspace, and Riquelme, as the long plane, immediately called the KC-130H air tanker that had been on standby for a long time, just like the drill in the past few days, and in less than two minutes, the huge KC-130H air tanker appeared directly in front of the two.

Both are veterans in the Argentine Air Force. The top players trained by the US Air Force have long been familiar with in-flight refueling, and the two of them swung their joysticks slightly. The plane's fuel rod was aligned with the refueling hose, and a few minutes later, the fuel tank was full, and Riquelme thanked the pilot of the tanker. Lead Beretta on a roll. And he flew out to sea

At the same time, at an altitude of more than 100 nautical miles from the "Sheffield," an Argentine Air Force P-2 "Neptune" reconnaissance plane was vigorously rotating the old mechanical radar carried on its fuselage, and this reconnaissance plane, codenamed "Qixing," was looking down on the sea area from an altitude of more than 1,000 meters with its eyes.

In the cabin, Lu Jiadong, Song Xiaoxu and others were preparing to track the results of the battle and evaluate the effectiveness of the C801 anti-ship missile. Staring closely at the slightest airwaves on the Reta display, at this moment. Several huge snowflake spots, flashing on the radar screen:

"It's here again, damn it, it's good to adjust the anti-filter in time, otherwise you'll have to lose it again!"

"Okay, it's good to find out!" Lu Jiadong also nodded with satisfaction, and then said to the Argentine radar operator beside him:

"The target location has come out, report it!"

"Understood!" The radar operator responded, and then glanced at Lu Jiadong gratefully: "Mr. Lu, you are an angel sent by God!

After speaking, without waiting for Lu Jiadong to reply, he grabbed the intercom and shouted loudly:

"Call 'Aries' and find a large British ship, azimuth, latitude 52°33'55"S, longitude 57°40'55"W!"

"'Aries' received!"

Almost at the moment when this message was finished, Riquelme turned off all the radio communication devices in the engine room, moved the joystick in his hand downward, and descended with Beretta to an ultra-low altitude only a few dozen meters above the sea surface, and made a final sprint towards the British warship under the radio silence

The waves were surging and wetting the hatch, but they couldn't stop the determination of the warriors!

The cockpit is silent, full of dangers, but still afraid of the confidence of the brave!

Minute by minute, time flies, and the desire to win makes them invincible in the world

When the navigation system showed that the plane had reached the optimal distance for missile launch, Riquelme and Beretta pulled the control stick sharply, and the plane jumped straight into the air, and at the same time, the radar was turned on, and the AN/APG-53 radar located in the nose felt a huge echo in an instant.

Subsequently, through preliminary settlement, together with altitude, wind speed, course, coordinates and other information, through the 1553B data bus, converged to the electronic cabin installed on the back of the fuselage, the ZJ-8 missile involves the commander, and in an instant, the shooting Zhu Yuan is input into the fire control system of the C801 anti-ship missile along the special line arranged in advance!

The whole process, complicated and fast, in just a few seconds, the cockpit of Riquelme and Beretta lit up with a green light that allowed the missile to be launched:

"20 nautical miles away, launch!"

At the moment when the indicator flashed, Riquelme burst out with an earth-shattering roar, and the thumb of his right hand pressed the red button of the joystick, and at the same time, the fuselage trembled violently, and a sharp arrow flew out with a dazzling red light

"Launched! Return!"

Seeing the successful launch of the missile, Riquelme couldn't suppress the excitement in his heart, roared happily, and then threw away the auxiliary fuel tank, led Beretta, turned the nose of the plane, and quickly left the battlefield along the ultra-low altitude, and behind them, two C801 anti-ship missiles, with the roar of death, towards the "Sheffield" dozens of nautical miles away, let out a deadly roar (to be continued). )

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