In the Pacific Ocean, five hundred kilometers south of Mexico, a huge fleet rode the waves.

On the amphibious assault ship Nassau, Rear Admiral Thomas, commander of the Free Will fleet, looked at the vast Pacific Ocean with a resolute expression, as if there was no end to the blue tiling in front of him, and its depth also seemed to have no end.

At his feet is an old ship that was decommissioned four years ago, hastily completed the repair and refitting a month ago and returned to active service, first commissioned in 1979, the Talva-class No. 4 ship, with a displacement of 39,000 tons, can carry Harrier fighters, Osprey tiltrotor aircraft, plus dozens of helicopters of all kinds, and its combat effectiveness exceeds that of the so-called light aircraft carriers of many countries.

Now, of course, it doesn't have so many planes.

In fact, the choice of such an amphibious assault ship as the flagship of the fleet is not about its carrier-based aircraft, but on its huge area of direct deck, on which there are not dense combat aircraft, but dense rocket depth launchers and box-type anti-submarine missile launchers, which are not amphibious assault ships, but an anti-submarine version of the arsenal ship.

Apart from it, all the other warships in this fleet were all modified along this line, and the outermost three Ticonderoga-class cruisers, which occupy the three vertices of the triangle at intervals of 40 kilometers, had no anti-ship missiles, no anti-aircraft missiles, and the ammunition depots under the two double cantilever launchers at the bow and tail were all loaded with Asroc anti-submarine missiles, and the decks on both sides were also densely packed with rocket depth launchers.

The eight Perry-class frigates in the inner circle are divided into two columns of twenty tankers with close wings and the same double column, each with a converted Austin-class dock landing ship in the middle. It is also dominated by rocket depth bombs, with the Nassau starting with the head and a frigate filling in the tail. The entire fleet formed two lines of defense, which could almost be said to be invulnerable.

"That's strength!" Major General Thomas looked at a large cruise ship flying the flag of China in the distance and said proudly.

"Strength? It's called strength when you hit it! Thousands of miles away, Wang Yue said with a sneer.

"Go, show them your power, my pet!" Then he shouted out the window.

"Something seems to be coming up from underwater." On the cruiser Ticonderoga, the sonar officer reported to the captain in an uncertain tone.

"Why do you use it?" The captain said in a stern tone

"It's too small." The sonar officer hurriedly replied.

Yes, the targets found on their sonars can only be described as if, in fact, even the sonar personnel are not sure. This is not a very normal anomaly in chaotic echoes.

"Maybe it's a fish? A small small shark, a curious dolphin or a predatory tuna, our nerves are too tense. Such a faint echo signal could not have been a large organism. The first officer, who was standing next to the captain, looked at the faint point of light on the screen and said with a relaxed expression.

"Perhaps! Don't worry about it! The captain said with a blank face.

He knew very well that this was just his own nerves being too tense, and then again, who wasn't nervous? Unlike their ancient warships. The vast majority of these sailors were newcomers. Even the captain of the ship was no more than the first mate on the original destroyer, and as for the officers, more than half of them had just graduated from the military academy, and the large-scale expansion of the US imperialist army inevitably brought about a decline in personnel.

They didn't know what this faint signal they had ignored meant, and they didn't know that for the next whole day and night, one by one, such faint signals would silently infiltrate their fleet like ghosts, hiding under every warship.

Spear shrimp with a body length of less than three meters. Spear shrimp that are only a few tens of centimeters thick.

They were so small, as small as a light anti-submarine torpedo. But they don't have the metal shells of torpedoes, and the echoes from active sonar are almost insignificant, and there are too many echo signals that are the same or even stronger than them in this sea, which is the main fishing ground, even a great white shark is more obvious than them.

Not a single American imperialist warship had ever doubted them, and even the sonar of most of them had not detected them at all, so ninety spear shrimp easily blended into the fleet of free will, made their home under each battleship in groups of two, and then leisurely marched in the shadows at a speed of fifteen knots waiting for the master's orders.

Whether noise can interfere with low-frequency active sonar is a very uncertain question, but if it is blocked by the head of the ball that emits sonic pulses and the transmitter that tows the sonar, emitting hundreds of decibels, it is a definite problem.

Not to mention sonar, I'm afraid it's hard to say whether the people in it can bear it!

The freewill fleet moves on.

Night, storm.

The pitch-black sea is like a man-eating monster, and in the tsunami-like raging waves, the huge fleet moves forward in the wind and rain, turning off all the lights and sailing in the dark.

The Atlanteans have no sonar, no radar, and they can get help from the Lucians or Huaguo in the past, but the Lucian fleet has not yet arrived, and it is far beyond the search range of their over-the-horizon warning radar and AWACS aircraft, so it is impossible for the Atlanteans to get any intelligence support, and it is impossible to detect the fleet with the lights turned off on such a night with the naked eye alone.

Of course, this was what Rear Admiral Thomas and his captains thought, and they forgot that their anti-submarine helicopters were no less able to provide them with peripheral warning in such a violent storm.

They didn't even know that the enemy had already put a special locator under his warship, and the role of those guns and shrimp was not just sonar interference.

Wang Yue, who sat silently in the yacht with his eyes closed as if he was sleeping, was like a high-speed supercomputer at this time, constantly determining the location of all the combatants, including the gun shrimp, according to the time and direction of the brainwave round-trip, calculating the direction and distance between them, and accurately locking the direction of each battleship in the dark night.

At the same time, a hundred kilometers away from the Free Will fleet, the second fool was like a kindergarten aunt who shared candy, issuing weapons to the swordfish or swordfish gathered around, and one by one the sound mines were poured out of the pressure cylinder, and then pressed the safety device specially made for it with his tentacles, and then a swordfish or swordfish immediately stepped forward and took it in its mouth and turned around.

Wang Yue wanted to launch a real campaign, a large-scale campaign.

Thirty Swordfish or Sailfish with mines were formed outside the range of active sonar detection of the Free Will fleet, and to the maximum extent that Wang Yue could command at the same time, five of them were organized into an attack group, and the two attack groups aimed at one target, and quickly completed the combat deployment of the three cruisers on the periphery, and then the first group of attacks began.

On the Ticonderoga, the mournful battle sirens sounded suddenly, and the captain who had just fallen asleep suddenly jumped up and hurried into the command room while getting dressed.

"Report to the sir, find the enemy!" The first mate on duty said nervously.

"Lock on to the target, first launch ten anti-submarine missiles, ordinary charges, and at the same time one nuclear anti-submarine missile ready for launch, once the enemy enters the twenty-kilometer range, immediately launch nuclear anti-submarine missiles." Looking at the targets on the screen approaching from five directions at the same time, the captain said calmly.

Nuclear Aslock cannot be used casually, although the Ministry of Defense gave them orders can be used according to the situation, but also imposed restrictions, not to use it as a last resort, the last time the nuclear depth bomb destroyed the sunken Connecticut, has caused great dissatisfaction in the international community, especially in South America and even Canada, the reaction is extremely strong, the United Nations and the European Union have clearly asked President President Ma to refrain from use.

On the two double cantilever launchers in front and behind the Ticonderoga, four Asroc anti-submarine missiles with ordinary charges immediately flew out with flames, and then the launch cantilever was vertical, and four missiles were automatically raised from the ammunition depot below to replenish them, and then the cantilever rotated and tilted, and the four missiles flew out again, and the same process was repeated again, but this time only the stern launcher missiles were fired, and the bow launcher was only replenished, and it was not launched.

Behind the 10 Asroc anti-submarine missiles, which spewed flames into the sky, the Ticonderoga's high-speed computer quickly processed the target location searched by the sonar, grouped the ten missiles in twos, and guided them directly to the target through a chain of guò number jù, and constantly corrected their course according to the change of the target's position.

To the left of the Ticonderoga, the amphibious assault ship Nassau was speeding up to reinforce it, but the other ships were not moving, guarding their lines and alerting them to a possible enemy attack.

But at this moment, on the distant yacht, Wang Yue suddenly waved with a look of intoxication like that buddy in the V team...

A makeshift chopstick.

At the moment when he waved his chopsticks, a loud bang exploded on the Ticonderoga, as if a torpedo had hit the explosion, and the sonar in charge of listening to the passive sonar did not hesitate to faint to the ground, and the sailors, including the captain, were all shocked by the loud noise and screamed.

However, before they could come to their senses, a second loud bang exploded, then a third, a fourth...

The incessant loud noise turned the 10,000-ton giant ship into a big drum, a tin drum that was beating, and all the crew members became guinea pigs locked in the dark, holding their heads and screaming hysterically in the loud noises one after another, enduring the torture of this terrible noise, and the vast majority of people had forgotten their work.

And by this time, the screen of their active sonar had turned into a snowflake. (To be continued......)