A strong war requires strong logistics, and now Chen Linpeng has to constantly contact the logistics department of the autonomous region because of the need, so tired that he can only rest for five or six hours a day, but fortunately, his body has been strengthened twice, so that his body has not been dragged down.

Xu Fei's helpers are quite effective, whether it is the military industry, the administration, the army or the people, now everyone has a supportive attitude towards the ongoing war, because on the surface, this qiē is a last resort to destroy the Japanese army, but they never thought that this was something that Xu Fei began to plan more than ten years ago.

Xu Fei has always insisted on saying to himself that he is not a good person, nor is he a saint, he is a future angry young man with a national plot, there are too many things that he is not used to, and he can travel just to plan for the expansion of Huaxia Yanhuang.

Some people have crossed over to become saints or masters, some people have crossed over to want to be extremely powerful, Xu Fei has crossed through in addition to completing the ideal of being powerful Yanhuang, but also to find his master in the fairy world;

For what kind of master and arrogant strong man, these are not much interest in him, his wife and children are hot kang heads, and it is his personal plan to find his only relatives and masters.

In the early morning of September 9, the weather in the northern hemisphere, which has begun to enter autumn, is cool and pleasant, and there is a little cool feeling of sea breeze blowing on the sea.

Xu Feitian sat down in the command chair before it was lit up, and he turned on the satellite monitoring screens on the left and right, and directly turned on the combat intercom system.

"Admiral Kileyev, has your fleet now arrived at the appointed position?" Xu Fei looked at the sea in the dark and said in a deep voice.

The display on the bridge turned on instantly, and Kireev said loudly with a cigar in his mouth:

"The fleet is now one hundred and fifty nautical miles from the English Channel. About a hundred nautical miles from the Allied Northern Fleet outer frigates, in three hours we will be in the area of maximum attack. ”

"Three hours, exactly eight o'clock. After arriving at the designated area, a full-scale strike began at eight o'clock sharp. Xu Fei said after looking at the location of the task force.

At this time, the British fleet was divided into a dozen small fleets, and defended along the French Cherbourg to the British tow, and Andrew commanded the fleet on the British front line to the west;

Mountbatten, the deputy commander of the fleet, was a marshal who liked fantasy, presumably because he had a connection, otherwise a man who could fantasize about building warships out of ice would be mixed up with the position of marshal of the British Empire.

At this time Mountbatten had not yet woken up, and he did not know that he was less than a hundred nautical miles away from their fleet. Xu Fei, the boss of the task force, was secretly slandering him;

Xu Fei was extremely contemptuous of a person like Mountbatten who had no ability at all, and who could actually be the governor or marshal of India in normal history, and this relational household was a relational household. It will be popular in any country;

Xu Fei never believed that there was democracy in the world, and it didn't matter if he looked at the rich man in the world, or they didn't have a relationship because he hated these behaviors. That's why he implemented the kind of system that can be described as extremely strict in the autonomous region.

Half past seven in the morning. Marshal Mountbatten was eating breakfast on the giant battleship of Ireland, two slices of toast, a small ham, two baked eggs, and a large glass of milk made his life seem so comfortable, although countless people in the British Empire at this time could not even eat black bread, and a marshal like him would not be hungry and poor.

"Your Excellency Marshal, there is no news yet on the reconnaissance plane we sent out in the morning. Do you want to continue to send reconnaissance planes to take a look;

The sky was bright, and it didn't look like bad weather. Maybe the destruction of the Japanese fleet is not far away. A naval operations staff officer came to report while eating breakfast at Mountbatten.

"Destroy the Japanese army, didn't they still shell the coastline around Brest yesterday? Well, continue to send reconnaissance planes, remember to send a few more, let them keep an eye on it, if the Japanese fleet comes, all our carrier-based aircraft will take off quickly.

By the way, there is no news about the anti-sea radars set up on the shore? It was a new type of equipment that we were researching with the people of the United States, and it would definitely be discovered if there were ships within two or three hundred nautical miles. Mountbatten said in a deep voice after biting off an egg in a few bites.

On the sea radar, at least there needs to be an echo to detect, in addition to the design of the warship to destroy the Japanese army, it is also coated with paint that absorbs electromagnetic waves.

"There is no news, otherwise our plane would have lost its tracks, and I would have sounded the combat alarm a long time ago." The combat staff officer said with a smile.

He had trusted technology too much, and if he had trusted his own judgment, perhaps the next Allied fiasco would not have been so painful.

Four reconnaissance planes began to take off from the aircraft carrier battle group, and they were ready to reconnoiter the sea range within a hundred nautical miles, Xu Fei looked at the satellite surveillance and smiled, these planes will find the task force in a maximum of ten minutes.

"Electromagnetic interference in the air, it didn't take long for the missile hatches of all ships to open, and this time we first hit the enemy's shore-based air force airfields and all aircraft carriers;

Commander Kireev, your fleet has enough carrier-based aircraft, and when the enemy's land and air forces are struck, your aircraft groups will be bombarded along the coastal defense artillery fortresses on both sides of the strait;

I see how their fleet will run after they have no aircraft carriers, air force, and shore defense artillery, and they will be blocked by us on both sides. Xu Fei ordered lightly.

Xu Fei coldly watched the Allied carrier-based reconnaissance planes rapidly approaching the direction of the fleet, and when they entered the distance where they were about to discover the behemoth of the Kunlun, four anti-aircraft missiles flew into the sky from the launchers on the Kunlun, and then the large jammers on the battleship began to jam the air signal.

This kind of missile, which can hit an altitude of 30 kilometers, has a range of up to 150 kilometers, and although the Allied reconnaissance planes are still dozens of kilometers away from destroying the Japanese warships at this time, it is still very easy to see the Kunlun, which looks like a giant island, from high altitudes.

The four missiles flew into the sky, and under the double lock of the satellite and the phased radar on the battleship, they sprayed tail flames and constantly adjusted their attitude in the chaotic air currents at high altitude, quickly approaching the reconnaissance planes that were still searching the sea surface with their eyes.

"Hey, Kraken No. 3, Kraken No. 5, Kraken No. 7, I'm Kraken No. 1, please answer when you hear it." A reconnaissance plane kept pressing the walkie-talkie and shouted loudly.

But the answer on the walkie-talkie was always the sound of an electric current, and the pilot looked at the sea while shouting, but he didn't notice that a missile in the sky not far away, which was only more than two meters long, pierced through the clouds and hit the plane in the head.

In the sky thirty to eighty nautical miles west of Guernsey, four beautiful ceremonial flowers flickered and fell into the sea as crumbs. (To be continued......)