The battle alarm on the Cohen suddenly sounded, and it was found that the attacker was not the radar, but the naked eye of the observer on duty, and the undulating waves on the sea surface seriously affected the shipboard radar, and the missile boat, which weighed less than 100 tons, was not discovered until it entered the visual distance, and the American sailors who were watching the excitement on the deck hurriedly rushed to their posts, and then the 127 mm turrets rotated, and the black hole pointed at the missile boat that was approaching at high speed.

Almost at the same time, on a Mosquito-class missile boat, a Soviet major dressed in a Japanese People's Liberation Army costume shouted into the radio: "Target enemy ships, one missile for each boat, launch!"

The lid of a launch box behind him was immediately opened, and after aiming directly through visual inspection, the launcher pressed the launch button without hesitation, and a huge Styx missile instantly sprayed flames out of the launch box, and flew straight at the Cohen at a speed of Mach 0.9, and in less than a minute, the remaining five missile boats completed their respective launches, and then all the missile boats turned sharply on the surface of the sea, turned around and fled in the direction they came.

At the moment when the first missile was launched, the six main guns on the Cohen also spewed flames almost at the same time, and one after another 127 mm shells whistled through the sky, exploding a column of water in the middle of the missile boats, and soon one of the missile boats was directly hit, and the power of the explosion immediately tore it to pieces, but the other five did not hesitate at all, and continued to flee as fast as possible.

But they had nothing to worry about, because behind them, the guns on the Cohen were quickly out of their way to deal with them.

"Missiles, anti-ship missiles!"

A series of frightened shouts rang out on the Cohen, and all the sailors were busy with nervousness, six 127 mm guns, twelve Bofors 40 secondary guns, and eleven Erikon machine guns all pointed in the direction of the missile attack. However, their radar could not lock on to the target, because the six missiles were flying at an altitude of more than 10 meters above the sea surface, and the near-skimming altitude and the clutter of the waves made the fire control radar of the naval guns almost completely ineffective.

This is not the earliest Styx in the original history, but the Styx improved by the Soviet Union using the Ming Army missiles obtained from Yugoslavia, and the originally backward barometric altimeter has long been replaced by an advanced radio altimeter.

"Fire!"

The captain looked at the sea with his binoculars, looking at the six silver figures approaching at high speed. Roared with a hint of anxiety.

The 127 mm cannon that was aimed at with optical instruments fired first, and the radio proximity shells that shot down countless kamikaze planes in World War II kept exploding flames on the missile's flight path, followed by the Bofors 40 gun, which is also the most classic of World War II, also roared, and then another classic, the Erikon 20mm cannon sprayed the fire whip of death.

However, nothing could stop the Styx missiles.

At the crest of the waves, six missiles passed through a network of fire, constantly closing the distance between them and the Cohen.

"I hate this!"

The captain said with a cold sweat on his head.

It was at this time that the radar finally locked onto the target. A few seconds later, less than three kilometers away, a huge ball of fire exploded on the sea, it was obvious that a missile was intercepted, there was no cheering on the Cohen, all the sailors were staring at the sea, the Styx in the front flight suddenly jumped, the seeker radar turned on and locked onto the target, and then began the final stage of the dive.

"Release the distraction!"

At the captain's roar, the chaff jamming bomb that was facing the side of the missile was instantly sprayed out. A spectacular cloud of interference formed not far from the destroyer, while the Cohen swerved at full speed. But this was useless, the new Styx, which was also guided by a radar and infrared complex, went straight through the jamming cloud, and with a huge warhead of 500 kilograms, it smashed into the middle of the 3,000-ton destroyer like a meteor, easily penetrating the thin ordinary steel plate, and then exploded inside the hull.

Almost at the same time. The second Styx exploded next to it due to interference, but the third was equally undisturbed, crashing headlong into the bow of the Cohen, then the fourth, and the fifth off target. But that was enough, and the three exploding Styx missiles broke free from the deck and soared into the sky with countless shards of steel like three tyrannical flame monsters. Like a toy, the Cohen shook violently on the surface of the sea, turning into a sea of fire in the blink of an eye, followed by the explosion of ammunition and fuel, and it was like a lit fire barrel, instantly turning into countless fragments, and then sinking to the bottom of the sea at a very fast speed.

A few minutes later, the five missile boats reappeared.

At this time, on the Tsugaru Strait route, six US landing ships were desperately rushing towards Hakodate with billowing black smoke, and two other US destroyers in the distance were also desperately rushing to support, looking at the landing ship on the sea that could only struggle at a slightly faster speed of ten knots, the Soviet major showed a cold smile.

"Ship by ship, ready to launch!"

He said lightly.

"I just like cheerful people like you!"

Yang Feng pointed at Sablin and said.

The latter stood beside him with a humble smile on his face, and on the other side was the Führer's newly hired Russian translator, who was watching Big Brother grovel in front of Yang Feng with a hint of surprise.

At this time, Sablin can really be described as groveling, he is obviously half a head taller than Yang Feng, and at this time he even has to bend down slightly, so that the Führer will not feel unpleasant when he speaks, because in front of them, there is a group of busy workers, and these workers are assembling a missile less than nine meters long, and the diameter is only a little more than one meter, compared with this missile, the best Sark missile of the Soviet Navy is completely a giant beast, It was a 14.6-meter-long behemoth with a diameter of 1.8 meters.

But the range of the Sark missile was only 650 kilometers, and now the one in front of him was ......

"The range is estimated at fifteen hundred kilometers, don't compare your liquid-fuel garbage with mine, and of course I can't give you that one."

Yang Feng pointed to another missile in the same factory that was undergoing final testing and said that it was a newly produced Julang 1 type, which looked only slightly larger than this one, but it had a range of 4,600 kilometers. As Yang Feng said, it is impossible for him to give the best to the Soviet Union, and even the kind he gives is not as good as Britain and France, but even so, it is a dream for the Soviets, after all, they only have Sark, and for the bald people, as long as there are solid-fuel submarine-launched missiles, they are not qualified to ask for anything else.

"Your Excellency, you must already know the progress of the war in Hokkaido, we can assure you that as long as the Japanese Liberation Army takes the whole of Hokkaido, and immediately cross the sea to attack Aomori, we have provided them with a hundred MiG-21 fighters, and we are also providing them with six battalions of SAM-2 surface-to-air missiles, plus the P15 anti-ship missiles they have obtained, which is enough to make the sea and sky of the Tsugaru Strait a forbidden area for the people of the United States, and they can easily cross this strait within this range, As soon as they set foot on land on the island of Honshu, the rest is simple.

But they also have a small problem at the moment, and this problem is not easy for us to solve. ”

Sablin looked at Yang Feng and said.

"Say."

Yang Feng said, of course he understands that this guy means that there is something you have to help us.

"Transport ships, they don't have transport ships that can transport a sufficient number of soldiers across the Tsugaru Strait, we can provide them with arms, but we can't give them a sufficient number of landing ships, because these landing ships must first assemble in Hakodate, they have the ability to protect the security of the Tsugaru Strait, but it is impossible to protect these landing ships from Sakhalin Island to Hakodate, the huge fleet of the US Navy will definitely sink them halfway."

Sablin said.

There is really no way to solve this problem, they can only protect the sea area between Sakhalin Island and the Kuril Islands, even if they give the Social Workers enough weapons, they can only control the Tsugaru Strait, but the sea and underwater in other places are completely under the control of the United States, even if they give the Japanese Social Workers landing ships, they will not be able to open Hakodate, and the Social Workers themselves do not have transport ships, they do not even have small fishing boats, and the United States people are not stupid, it is impossible to leave a bunch of boats for them to prepare to cross the sea.

"That's it, that's ......"

Yang Feng groaned, he knew what this guy wanted, they actually wanted an air-cushion landing craft, although the hovercraft technology is available in all countries, but only Daming is really put into practical use on a large scale, and even if other countries have it, it is all experimental, and the Soviets must want to take this opportunity to engage in a batch.

But he wasn't ready to give it to the Soviets, and although it wasn't high-tech, the gas turbines were really good.

"Yes, I'll leave this problem to me, you go back and wait, at most three months later, I will hand over to you a ship that is enough to transport tens of thousands of people at a time, and you can transport it directly to Hakodate by rail, but before that, you have to take Hakodate down and repair Hokkaido's main railway network."

Yang Feng said.

"That's absolutely fine."

Sablin said.

Yang Feng nodded with satisfaction, of course he would not give the Soviets a cushion boat, but he could give them large rubber boats, hard-bottomed, built a little larger, about ten meters in length, and then hung a few high-horsepower hang-ups, from Hakodate to the north of Aomori is only 30 kilometers by sea, this thing carries dozens of heavily armed soldiers to rush over It is estimated that it will only take half an hour, although it is impossible to transport heavy equipment, but this is his business, he doesn't believe that the Japanese People's Liberation Army really can't do it.

It's not that Hakodate doesn't have factories, even if you build your own small landing craft, and even if you can't transport tanks, it's nothing more than a few more deaths, and it's all Japanese people who die anyway. (To be continued.) )