As Wu Zurong guessed, Kasatonov was indeed frightened by the last Ming attack, and if he continued to sail slowly with the supply ship, then no matter how he played, the result would be a dead end.

The land-based fighters of the Ming army are limited by range, and it is impossible to attack them all the time, but the carrier-based aircraft of the Kunlun aircraft carrier do not need to think about this problem, as long as they are followed by this aircraft carrier, it is like a sperm whale that encounters a killer whale, waiting to be torn off all the flesh in one bite. The results of the air battle also proved that the fighters of the Ming army were indeed as strong as the legend, and this was only a two-seater chasing the wind, so the Tiger Shark of a higher level might really crush the Yak 25.

Since this is death, it is better to give it a fight.

"Comrades, brave and fearless soldiers of the Red Navy, just like those soldiers who charged in the face of enemy artillery fire in the Great Patriotic War, charge towards the victory in front of us, pass my order, all battleships, thirty-two knots at full speed!"

On the twilight sea, Lieutenant General Kasatonov slapped the map and shouted, and under his palm was the Makassar Strait, at the entrance to this strait more than 700 kilometers long and nearly 300 kilometers wide, to the west was the Ming Army's second naval air base Zhaorenfu, and to the east was the Makassar base, and the two bases stood on both sides like two samurai armed with giant axes.

And what the Soviet fleet has to do is to kill it from this strait, although there is little hope but not hopeless, even if the shore-based radar of the Ming army finds them, they have basically entered the strait, and they can sail at full speed for ten hours, and they can get out of the attack range of the Ming army, and the Kunlun is in Ambon. It is difficult to get ahead and block the exit of the strait. The Georgia is fast. As long as it preempts the Kunlun and enters the Sulu Sea, this aircraft carrier will definitely not be able to catch up.

Of course, these ten hours were not so easy to pass, and they had to deal with hundreds of fighters and bombers.

However, Kasatonov did not know that the Ming army's shore-based radar was far farther than he imagined.

"Discover the Soviet fleet!"

Just two hours later, a striking spot of light appeared on the radar display at the Makassar base, and the radar officer on duty checked the information. Immediately there was an exclamation.

At the same time, at the Zhaoren base, 500 kilometers away, a squadron of the latest Tiger Shark fighters took off, a Canberra bomber squadron took off, and even a Canberra squadron at the Surabaya base also lifted bombs, and the three groups converged from three points in the triangle at a speed of 900 kilometers per hour toward the center.

And right at the center of the imminent convergence, nine Soviet warships, led by the Georgia. The sea was soaring at full speed at night, and the viscous heavy oil was constantly being pumped into the boilers by oil pumps. The blazing furnace fire burned enough steam to several hundred degrees of high temperature, and through pipes and nozzles, a steam turbine rotated at high speed. The rotating power is transmitted to the brass propellers through the reduction gears and transmission shafts, and the surging power of tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of horsepower drives tens of millions of tons of giant ships to plow the sea surface and break the waves at a speed of 70 kilometers per hour.

On all the battleships, all the officers and men of the Soviet Navy were on standby, constantly doing their job, waiting for the upcoming bloody battle.

Everyone knew that this was the night that would decide their fate, and that they would fight, fight with their lives, whether to turn into swollen corpses and bury themselves in the belly of a fish, or sail to the harbor of victory with a blood-red dawn, everything was decided tonight.

However, they did not know that the fleet was a thousand kilometers away, and that the fleet was sailing at full speed all along.

"Finally wait, hurry, the order to move forward at full speed, the Soviets go to the Kassar Strait, and we must rush to intercept it before dawn."

Han Yanzong shouted excitedly.

"It can't be!"

His chief of staff said hurriedly.

Their position at this time was in the Maluku Sea, at least 600 kilometers from the exit of the Strait of Makassar, and it was clear that it would not be easy for them to reach the exit of the Strait before dawn, because their fastest speed was much slower than that of the Soviet fleet. The latter is based on the Georgia at a top speed of 32 knots, while in the Kunlun aircraft carrier formation, both the Kunlun and the Hanqi-class frigates are 28 knots, and even if they can rush over, they can catch the tail of the Georgia at most.

Han Yanzong was stunned for a moment, then reacted as well, and after looking at the chart, he shouted without hesitation: "Turn into Tomini Bay!" ”

Their biggest obstacle is actually the 800-kilometer-long tail in the north of Sulawesi, but the narrowest part of this tail is only about 20 kilometers wide, so they can go directly to the Tomini Bay and wait on the right side of the Makassar Strait from a land width of more than 20 kilometers, and this also prevents the Soviet fleet from jumping over the wall and launching a decisive charge to attack them with naval guns.

The sailing fleet immediately turned to the left and plunged headlong into Tomini Bay and headed straight for the end.

At this time, the first batch of attacking wind chasing fighters had arrived, although on the dark sea, all the Soviet warships kept the lights controlled, but in front of the radar they still had nothing to hide, of course, the Soviets were also very clear about this, and then the lights on the Georgian aircraft carrier were turned on, and twenty Yak-25s that had been on standby for a long time were quickly ejected into the air.

Because the bombers had not yet arrived, twelve of the Chasing Wind fighters were used as attack aircraft, and just as the other twenty-four Chasing Winds were quickly meeting the Yak-25, twelve Chasing the Wind with laser-guided bombs swooped down on the Soviet fleet.

On the cruisers and destroyers, which continued to keep their lights on either side of the Georgia, all anti-aircraft guns immediately erupted flames.

"Don't mess around, the target enemy fleet is the forward cruiser, I am responsible for irradiation, and you are responsible for dropping bombs to attack."

At an altitude of 5,000 meters, He Hui, the leader of the Ming Army's fighter squadron, looked at the Soviet warships on the sea that were reflected by the muzzle flames, and immediately shouted to the radio, and then the right wing pod of his wind-chasing fighter dropped a flare with a parachute, and the sea surface became clearer in the miserable white light, and then the laser-guided pod carried on the left wing projected a beam of light towards the Soviet cruiser at the front of the sea.

At the same time, all the other Wind Chasers immediately began dropping bombs, and dozens of laser-guided bombs whizzed towards their targets.

This is the Zhdanov.

On this cruiser, the fire control radar quickly locked on the target in the sky, and at the same time the computer processed the target data, and then transmitted it to each turret through an electric current, and the crew inside the turret made the final calculation to determine the firing unit, and one 100-millimeter anti-aircraft gun continued to spray dense shells.

Soon, two Chasing Wind were hit by shells and turned into falling fragments in the flames of the explosion, but by this time the other planes had also finished dropping bombs, and then they turned on the afterburner and pulled up.

A shell exploded right in front of He Hui's chasing wind, and the air wave of the explosion mixed with shrapnel slammed into the plane fiercely, because of the inhalation of too much gunsmoke, the engine stopped immediately, He Hui hurriedly controlled the plane's steering and tried to start the engine at the same time, and at the same time, another fighter with a guidance pod quickly took over his work, using a laser to continue to guide the flying bomb.

Ten seconds later, like the original Ordzhonikidze, the Zhdanov was completely submerged in the flames of the explosion, and when the flames subsided, the large cruiser was already unrecognizable, and the raging flames rose from it, directly illuminating the entire sea, and in front of the background of the flames, a large number of sailors fled from the cabin in panic, and then jumped into the sea one after another.

"Keep going, keep going!"

Kasatonov said with a blank face, he could not do anything for this battleship, in order to be able to get out of the attack range of the Ming army in the shortest possible time, he had to maintain the current speed and move forward without stopping.

"Enemy planes, a large number of enemy planes!"

At this moment, the radar officer behind him exclaimed.

Kasatonov smiled bitterly, then took the radio and said: "Alexander, another group of enemy planes is arriving. ”

In the sky, with the radar and two Soviet carrier-based aviation division commanders chasing the wind and fierce battles, the Soviet Union's No. 2 air combat ace Pokryshkin was silent for a moment, and then said: "Comrade commander, I can still hold on, and don't take off more fighters for the time being." ”

"Well, it's up to you."

Kasatonov said bitterly.

They don't have many fighters left, and there are still a total of twenty Yak-25s on the aircraft carrier, but the Ming fighters are still coming.

Pokryshkin didn't say anything more, and then with the help of radar and flares that constantly hit the sky, he struggled with two chasing winds, these opponents were extremely difficult, especially the air-to-air missiles hanging under their wings were even more threatening, and he also rose into the air and shot down one in the last air battle, but in order to cover his wingman was also shot down by air-to-air missiles.

With his incomparably rich combat experience, the top ace of the Soviet Air Force was extremely cunning in fighting in the air, and after a few minutes he finally got a chance, biting the tail of a chasing wind, and then pressed the fire button, and in the miserable white light of the flares, the latter could be seen very dexterously flying in the line of fire, trying to get rid of his attack.

However, the experience accumulated from countless air battles finally gave Pokryshkin the upper hand, and soon he had rushed to a distance of less than 500 meters.

But just as his fingers were about to press the fire button and launch the final fatal blow, in the dim sky in the distance, a little fire suddenly came at a very fast speed, he screamed, swooped down with a cold sweat, and at the same time turned over and turned to the right, but that point had already reached the fire in front of his right, turned a corner with a very small radius, and instantly reached him.

"Damn, isn't this thing just a tail-end?"

Amid the explosion of missiles, Pokryshkin screamed. (To be continued.) )

PS: Thank you for the book friend Furious Song, Special Service 761, the past and future y for the reward