Chapter 149: Fire Without Advice!
In the wheelhouse of the "Bingchang" ocean-going fishing vessel, Wang Bingchang was shouting to the radio station:
"I am Wang Bingchang, a citizen of Donghui, fishery administration code ZN3648, our fleet was brutally rammed by the Australian Navy, and some people were injured, please ask the government for rescue, ask for government rescue!"
"I am Wang Bingchang, a citizen of Donghui, fishery administration code ZN3648, our fleet was brutally rammed by the Australian Navy, and some people were injured, please ask the government for rescue, ask for government rescue!"
Seeing his father's anxious shout, the young man standing next to Wang Bingzhao with blood-soaked gauze on his head gradually had a desperate look in his eyes, and muttered, "Abba, will the government really send someone to save us?" ”
"Of course!" Wang Bingchang replied categorically without hesitation: "Haisheng, the Donghui government is not a national government!" As long as the government receives our distress signal, it will definitely send a navy warship to rescue us! ”
After finishing speaking, Wang Bingchang continued to call into the radio: "I am Wang Bingchang, a citizen of Donghui, with the fishery administration code ZN3648, our fleet was violently rammed by the Australian Navy, and some people were injured, and I asked the government for rescue, and I asked for government rescue......"
"Abba, look, that Australian warship is about to hit Uncle Mizune's ship!" Hai Sheng suddenly pointed to the sea on the right and shouted loudly.
At this time, an answering voice suddenly came from the radio station: "We are the Donghui Air Force, and His Majesty the King personally issued a mission order for a time-limited rescue!" ZN3648, our fighter formation will arrive over the area of the incident in three minutes. Please stay calm, don't panic, and don't anger the Australian Navy, waiting for us to get justice for you! ”
"Long live the government! Long live His Majesty the King! Long live the Donghui Air Force! Wang Bingchang excitedly shouted at the radio, and after finishing speaking, he turned his head to his son Wang Haisheng and said, "Son, hear it!" Hurry up and tell everyone that our Air Force is coming soon! ”
Wang Haisheng didn't care about the pain on his head, quickly rushed out of the cockpit, and shouted at the other comrades on the ship: "The Air Force is here!" Our Air Force is coming! His Majesty has sent the Air Force to our rescue! ”
All the fishermen on the three Donghui fishing boats, whose sides were less than fifteen meters apart, heard the good news from Wang Haisheng at this moment, and everyone turned from despair to extreme excitement.
Two young fishermen hurriedly climbed to the top of the wheelhouse of their respective fishing boats, tore down the bright five-star red flag, held their hands high above their heads, and waved them continuously.
The men, women and children on the three fishing boats, except for the captain who was at the helm in the wheelhouse, all ran to the deck and sang the Donghui national anthem at the Australian warship that was rushing towards them, arm in arm!
On the old V-class destroyer of the Australian Navy, the drunken and hazy captain Major Holwenson looked at the Donghui fishermen in front of him who suddenly became excited, and asked with a big tongue and a puzzled head: "What ......is this?" These should ...... Damn Yellow ...... Yellow monkey in ...... What are you doing......
"Captain, I guess they should have received a rescue response from Donghui, as far as I know, many Donghui fishing boats are equipped with high-power radios!" The first mate in the captain's room whispered in Holvinson's ear.
When Holvinson heard this, he suddenly woke up more than half of his wine, and roared like thunder: "Fake! Shet! How could Donghui configure high-power radios for ordinary fishermen! That's impossible! This doesn't make sense! ”
"Report to the captain, there are planes! It's a fighter of the Toki Air Force! ”
Major Holvinson snatched the telescope from the second officer's hand, looked carefully in the direction the second officer was pointing, and then shouted, "Turn! Turn now! ”
Immediately afterwards, Major Holvinson yelled at the communications officer: "Hurry up and send a report to the headquarters and tell them that we have been provoked by the Donghui Air Force!" ”
As the faint roar of aircraft engines in the sky became clearer and clearer, two black dots visible to the naked eye had already appeared in the sky.
In the sky, the P-51D Mustang fighter with fuselage number 3-119 piloted by Marseilleu is flying at the maximum level flight speed of 786.5 km/h, flying the maximum speed of the piston aircraft.
"Eagle's Nest, Eagle's Nest, this is Sea Eagle 102, our current course is 105, speed 786, altitude 4500, and we will reach the target airspace in 90 seconds!"
"Seahawk 102, this is the Eagle's Nest. His Majesty instructed that after you reach the target sea area, order the Australian warship to stop and wait for processing, and if the other party does not listen to the advice, you can attack as appropriate! ”
"Eagle's Nest, I'm Sea Eagle 102, now repeat the order, after arriving at the target sea area, order the Australian warship to stop and wait for processing, if the other party does not listen to the advice, we can attack as appropriate!"
"Command correct, Seahawk 102, good luck!"
Marseilleu switched the call channel to the formation band, and obviously shouted with a little excitement: "Brothers, have you heard it, our appetizer is finally on the table!" ”
"Wow quack, chief, I very much hope that the Australian Air Force will have the guts to stop this operation of ours!"
"Hehe, borrow these kangaroos two guts, they don't dare to come!"
"Maybe there are one or two daredevils in the Kangaroo Air Force!"
Listening to the playful laughter of the three companions, Marseilleu smiled lightly: "We can't be careless, let's follow the usual training formation, Hartman, you take your wingman to guard the perimeter, and everyone will play a thunderstorm for the Kangaroo Navy together!" ”
At this moment, all the fishermen on the three Donghui fishing boats were already jumping and cheering excitedly, and the three young men waving the Donghui national flag on the roofs of the three cabins were dancing more energetically at this time.
At a maximum cruising speed of 760 km/h, the P-51D Mustang fighters with their capitals painted as silver-gray shark mouths crossed over the Australian Navy's old V-class destroyer at a low altitude of 100 meters.
Hearing the deafening roar of the engine, Wang Bingchang was sure that those hateful Australian Navy officers and men must be extremely uncomfortable at this moment.
After three successive low-altitude circles, two P-51D Mustang fighters flew at high speed towards the southern airspace.
Marseilleu and his wingmen slowed down and continued to hover 300 meters above the Australian Navy's old V-class destroyer.
While circling, Marseilleu switched the radio to the public channel and said in a deep voice: "We are the Donghui Air Force, because you have violated the personal safety of our innocent fishermen, we ask you to stop the boat unconditionally and wait for processing!" Now give you ten seconds to think about it, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5 ......"
On the sea, in the bridge room of the old V-class destroyer of the Australian Navy, Major Holvinson roared angrily into the air with bruises on his forehead: "The Royal Australian Navy has never surrendered!" If you have a kind, you will attack! Fakeo! Shet! ”
Although there were no bombs on board, Marseilleu was still very sure that he would be able to deal with the old V-class destroyer, which had basically no air defense.
After the ten-second reading, Marseilleu didn't say another half a word, pulled the fighter into the air at 3,000 meters, pressed the nose of the plane, and swooped down fiercely on the sea in a dive attack on the old V-class destroyer that originally belonged to the British Admiralty!
"Woo Woo Woo ......"
FOUR 20MM GUNS OPENED FIRE AT THE SAME TIME AFTER ENTERING THE FIRING RANGE. Four chains of fire mercilessly converged on the bridge of the old V-class destroyer.