"Phew..."Antong's heart calmed down, the little princess did not appear in the place he predicted, which meant that she obeyed her orders and changed course, so that she was able to avoid the most dangerous first wave of contact. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Johnston's own range is limited by the equipment of the D-class ship, only a pitiful 2000 meters, which is not as effective as the naked eye, and if the first wave of two sides makes head-on contact, the fierce and dense fire on the opposite side will undoubtedly put her in danger.

Thankfully, it didn't happen, suggesting that Johnston had followed his orders and would lead the enemy to the intended location from the other direction, taking more time and risk, but fortunately the plan was not disrupted.

An Tong patted his chest as he reported the latest location of the enemy to the military headquarters, and urged them to send reinforcements as soon as possible.

Of course, he didn't receive any effective response...

"I hope it won't be so tense that we can't send out support." An Tong thought silently in his heart, and turned his attention back to the battlefield picture.

However, he was surprised to find that the battle situation had changed in an unexpected way.

From the high-altitude perspective of the bamboo dragonfly, you can clearly see that behind a deep mist, there are three shadows quietly approaching like poisonous snakes... In the next second, a huge column of water rose into the sky!

"Torpedo?!" An Tong shouted, and then he saw a series of artillery fire coming from behind the deep fog, smashing the body of a person who expelled the deep fog, and the deep fog suddenly burst into flames!

Johnston was indeed an obedient child, and after sinking an enemy she met by chance, she obeyed orders and immediately changed course, bypassing the course of the deep fog. And also managed to go around behind the enemy from the other direction, found a good position, and decisively fired a torpedo.

The original intention of this attack was to lure the enemy, and it was not intended to cause much damage.

It's just that neither she nor An Tong thought that the power of this torpedo would be so huge? This huge column of water pointing into the sky is not like the effect of a shipwive's torpedo, which makes Johnston wonder if he has changed back to the destroyer he used to be.

"It's... Is this a torpedo? "An Tong is a little stupid, the firepower of the ship's mother is much weaker than the firepower of the real warship, but looking at this battle, the 93 acid thunder of the year is nothing more than that, right?

The Silgra modified oxygen torpedo was much more powerful than the previous corn cob, and Johnston scored two hits in the first round of launches, directly sinking one of the most threatening light cruisers and crippling one heavy cruiser.

"Did you break through the Energy Eater Shield with just one hit?" After seeing the results of the battle, An Tong was also quite satisfied with the power of the new torpedo, although he failed to blow the opposite side in two, but the killing effect of one hit was quite good, and he didn't know where it was higher than the previous damn corn cob.

So, whether An Tong wants it or not, the battle has begun to unfold in a direction he didn't expect.

After the first round of attacks, Deepmist decisively chose to return fire, and Johnston did not use the flashy dance moves as before, but moved two steps slightly to avoid the shelling of the enemy heavy patrol.

As for the shells of other ships, they fell into the sea when she was still about 1,000 meters away.

"This?" An Tong narrowed his eyes slightly, this is obviously not the enemy's school shooting or ranging error, but the range is not enough!

The range of the Light Deep Mist and the Light Ship was also only about 2,000 meters, but Johnston's first round of shelling had accurately hit the opponent, sending the destroyer Deep Mist all over the body in smoke, and the opponent's return fire was out of range.

"Does the twin gun have a range advantage? How can I not remember? An Tong looked down at the terminal again, and it did show that the range of this equipment was only 2,000 meters.

"Hey!" Higra smirked beside him, "This is my special equipment!" Of course it's amazing! ”

An Tong nodded roughly, these many questions, let's wait until the battle is over.

So he settled down and quietly admired Johnston's precise bombardment, and the little princess skillfully used the range, first with another volley to smoke the previous target, and then attacked the other targets in turn, and in a short time, all the opposite side was half-maimed.

An Tong carefully observed, Johnston's new equipment, not only has the advantage of range, but also the rate of fire and power are quite good, just two twin guns, actually formed a fire suppression against the remaining four deep fogs on the opposite side?

On the other hand, on the deep sea side, due to the lack of range, only the heavy patrol could pose a threat to Johnston, and the slow rate of fire and poor accuracy did not even need Johnston to deliberately avoid it.

And Johnston's gunnery surprised him even more, according to the data, the average hit rate of the ship girl must be much higher than those battleships in history, but it is only about 60%, if it is a small cannon with a high rate of fire such as a twin toothpick gun, the hit rate will be lower.

But he observed for a while, and Johnston's salvo didn't miss once? What a horrible hit rate this is?

In fact, when Ensign Zhu described Johnston's battle to An Tong before, he didn't believe it very much, not that he doubted Johnston's strength, but felt that Ensign Zhu's description was too exaggerated.

Now after witnessing Johnston's battle, he can't help but admit in his heart that the little princess does have two hands, decisive and rational target selection, accurate artillery skills, and every round of attacks is causing damage, and at the same time, he is very careful about his position, even if he is at a safe distance, he has always been guarding against possible enemy attacks and encirclement.

Reminiscent of Higra's previous statement that Johnston's core processing power is insufficient and cannot be accompanied by higher intelligence, it seems that Johnston's core is probably used to handle most of the functions to handle combat, right? That's why she still can't even speak...

In short, although I didn't get to see the artistic interspersed positions that were blown into the sky by Second Lieutenant Zhu before, I also saw the gunnery and clear combat ideas that hit every shot, so it seems that Johnston's insistence on going to the expedition first was not only because of her bravery and fearlessness, but also because of her absolute confidence in her own strength.

This level of deep fog is not a threat at all to Johnston, who has an S-level sense of battle.

Antong didn't know what to say anymore, although Johnston still faithfully carried out his order to lure the enemy, firing and retreating in the direction of the intended location, but the deep fog was not so cooperative, and they made a move that made Antong laugh - turn around and flee...

The urgent task seems to be successfully completed, and while An Tong breathes a sigh of relief, he finds that his heart is full of some strange, indescribable feeling, surprise? Emptiness? Lose?

Yes, he stayed up all night to make a complete set of plans and three sets of emergency plans, racking his brains to think about every possible situation and the measures that should be taken, learning from the experience of other admirals in dealing with emergency tasks, and consulting various information about the deep fog and the ship's mother...

He did everything he could in that short period of time and did his best.

Then I watched Johnston beat up the enemies who were originally used as bosses with his new equipment...

This is obviously a lure to the enemy, right? What kind of lure is it to knock the other side away? The deep mist didn't even touch the corners of her clothes! Even the deep fog will be angry! It's a pity that it's useless to get angry in this game!

Mach 2 detectors, naval guns with illegal ranges, and powerful torpedoes, relying on these things, Johnston faced an enemy several times his size, and directly turned the originally scheduled battle of luring the enemy into a war of annihilation.

In the face of this huge equipment advantage, what else do you need to plan, and you can just go over after the operation.

It's like a warrior, working hard, practicing his skills four times, gathering a large number of partners, collecting a lot of equipment, and preparing to fight to the death with the legendary demon king to save the world, the demon king was stabbed to death by a pig killer who came out of a butcher shop on the street...

An Tong's mood at the moment is probably similar to the mood of this brave man...

It's a good feeling, it's not a good feeling. An Tong shook his head vigorously, quickly adjusted his mentality, and put aside those strange thoughts, in short, winning is a good thing, and winning is good.

He didn't care much about the battle situation at the scene, he only saw Johnston trying very hard to lead the enemy to the intended target, but the other side fled without looking back, this kind of battle was nothing to see, An Tong pondered, riding the bamboo dragonfly can still support for a while, so he manipulated the bamboo dragonfly to try to find the so-called reinforcements.

When the bamboo dragonfly came to the G4 sea area originally designated by the mission, the picture that caught his eye couldn't help but make An Tong gasp...

The residual energy and net energy in the air interfered with the picture transmitted back very blurry, and An Tong could only barely see a lot of deep fog and the wreckage of the ship's mother floating on the sea...

There was clearly a big war here, and it was terrible!

The bamboo dragonfly finally couldn't bear the huge interference and broke the line, An Tong looked at the dark picture, and was afraid for a while, before he thought for a while that as long as he had those new equipment, he would be able to face the deep fog in the future, but now it seems that he thinks about the opposite side too simply.

If it weren't for the fact that he hadn't chosen the place of engagement in the G4 area designated by the mission, if Johnston hadn't been discovered in advance and changed course according to plan... From the wreckage on the sea, it can be concluded that even Johnston, who has new equipment, may have unimaginable consequences if he rashly enters such a battlefield.

Fortunately, adequate preparation, surprise equipment and some luck allowed An Tong to escape.

No wonder the call for support has not been answered, and the battle situation has been even more anxious than he expected!

An Tong quietly wiped the cold sweat, calmed down, and looked at Higra who was beside her, she also had a relieved expression, patted her chest, and made a pair of little white rabbits jump on her chest.

"What the hell are you, Higra?" An Tong asked a question that she had been wanting to ask before.

"Huh?" Higra glanced at An Tong a little strangely, stretched out his little hand and touched An Tong's forehead, "No fever?" Why don't you even know about me? I'm your secretary ship, Higra! ”

"No, no, no, I mean your true identity." An Tong stared at Higra's red eyes tightly and said word by word.

"Real identity?" Higra glanced at An Tong a little strangely, frowned slightly and thought for a while, and replied, "Did the Admiral say my full name?" ”

"Full name? The meaning is different, but let's talk about it. ”

"Whew... Speaking of which, I haven't told the Admiral. As he spoke, Higra came to the middle of Antong's office, facing Antong, twisted the skirts on both sides with both hands, closed his eyes, and bowed slightly to Antong, and then said in a serious tone that Antong had never heard before:

"I am Higra, the full name of Higra, the Macross Mothership. Fantasy-class ship mother, that is, the Admiral, what you call the SSS-class..."

At that moment, An Tong seemed to feel that a goddess had descended in front of him.