Pacific Ocean, Coral Sea.

The waters in May were unexpectedly cold. Lexington and Yorktown stand in the setting sun. The blue sky looked a little lonely in the dim afterglow, and at the end of the sea level, a cloud and rain area loomed.

Tomorrow will be a good day.

Lexington sighed and put the death report of the Neosho aside. Since the Deep Sea Riot, such casualties have occurred every month, every week, and even every day, but the thought of the little guy who had been talking and laughing with him before to replenish himself sank like this, Lexington's heart was not good.

Why would they attack the supply fleet......

After a brief period of sadness, Lexington turned his gaze back to the deep sea, which was really weird. Judging from Neoshaw's final report, these deep-sea aircraft groups are definitely the crews on the deep-sea main aircraft carriers, which does not look like a warning attack, from the very beginning, they are rushing to kill.

Bombs and torpedoes whizzed down with the sound of the plane's engines, engulfing them in an instant.

Lexington slowly looked away from the report and looked out the window at the endless ocean, thinking of the light carrier they had sunk earlier.

"The deep sea is not so terrifying." She said to Yorktown, who was standing aside.

"Huh?" Yorktown is a little unclear.

"They make mistakes, too."

Lexington touched the goblins in his arms, the goblins of the enterprise, they didn't have outstanding driving ability, but Lexington unexpectedly saw another skill in them. Since the business is always associated with the Stove God, her elves often come into contact with the tools of the maintenance factory, and perhaps in the eyes of the goblins, these wrenches, water pipes, and compression jars are just toys, but in Lexington's eyes, they are different.

Although the Ami fleet is huge, the repair ship is overstretched, and the female stove god has been busy at Pearl Harbor for nearly half a year, and now she has no spare time. If each ship girl is equipped with a group of goblins who have been professionally trained in emergency repair, then ...... In the face of a deep-sea fleet that is far superior to its own in numbers, it is not without the strength of a battle.

Lexington had already submitted the relevant report a few days ago, but unfortunately before she could wait for approval, she hurriedly took Yorktown to the Coral Sea.

"Let's call you the damage management team." Lexington tapped the little head of one of the goblins with his snow-white index finger.

The sun was slowly setting, and when I looked at the time, it was already close to 16 o'clock.

"Lexington seniors, we're almost ready to wrap up." Yorktown was retrieving her reconnaissance plane, and began to clean up the command room as she spoke.

"Turn the radar on." Lexington stopped Yorktown from making the move.

"Is it necessary? It's getting dark, and I don't think the deep sea will risk flying. Yorktown said, but his hand stopped, and his eyes subconsciously glanced at the radar display.

On the dark green screen, a ray of light kept turning, the screen flickered and flickered, and it would definitely be dazzling to see it for a long time, and Yorktown felt that it had been dazzled, and it actually saw the flickering light spots on the screen.

Wrong!

She reacted quickly.

"Enemy attack!" The alarm sounded in the city of York.

"How many planes?" Lexington asked aloud, she had already unloaded her ship.

"Close to 30." Yorktown and Lexington rushed to the deck, and the planes of the deep sea were already in their sight.

More than 20 fighter jets took off urgently.

"They don't seem to have an escort group." Lexington saw the details of the other party at a glance, "It's really arrogant......"

As she spoke, she skillfully steered the carrier-based aircraft and freed up her hands to guide Yorktown. Compared to Lexington, Yorktown on the side looked much more rusty, and on several occasions she almost flew the reconnaissance plane as a fighter jet.

If the two sisters were here, they would definitely be laughed at.

Yorktown wailed in his heart, and the movements of his hands became even more flustered, seeing Lexington straighten his forehead. The group of attack planes without escort was like lambs to the slaughter, strangled by the fighters of Lexington and Yorktown, and soon had the potential to retreat.

Yorktown breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that the battle was over, when he saw the deep-sea plane draw a perfect arc in the air and fly straight towards her.

At first, she didn't notice it, and thought it was her own carrier-based plane that had returned, after all, she was in a hurry before, and she didn't know how many planes she had flown off.

But if you take a closer look, this doesn't seem to be your own style, why is it so familiar.

While Yorktown was still in a daze, the deep-sea fleet had turned on its take-off and landing lights.

This is not our signal at all......

Yorktown immediately came back to the senses, this TM is a deep-sea plane! She immediately panicked.

"Anti-aircraft guns! Anti-aircraft guns! Lexington also noticed the unexpected situation in Yorktown, and when she saw that this little girl was still stunned, she hurriedly reminded loudly.

Yorktown suddenly realized, yes, he still has anti-aircraft guns, and he has forgotten about the other ship's equipment when he is patronizing the control of carrier-based aircraft.

The next thing is self-evident, although Yorktown is a fledgling, even a child at close range can shoot a few shots, not to mention that Yorktown has also received special training.

Looking at the figure of the deep-sea carrier-based aircraft fleeing in a hurry, Yorktown finally breathed a sigh of relief, and the whole person seemed to be evacuated and had no strength.

"Yikes!" She cried softly, and it turned out that her naturally drooping arm touched the anti-aircraft gun on the ship's installation. After thousands of rounds of fire, the anti-aircraft gun barrel can be used to grill steaks, and it is the type that burns when you put it on. However, Yorktown is a ship girl after all, and her physical fitness is over there, and after applying ice cubes for a while, this small injury is not a big deal.

The dinner was unusually quiet that night, and everyone did not have a trace of joy in obtaining a small victory. The smell of war that permeated the surroundings choked everyone's foreheads, and everyone knew that the real battle would start tomorrow.

"Rest well, there will definitely be a fierce battle to be fought tomorrow." Lexington opened the hatch and said to Yorktown.

"Yes." Yorktown felt that it should have a lot to say, but a thousand words came to his lips, but only one word was squeezed out.

Looking at the back of Yorktown leaving, Lexington casually closed the hatch. She made it to her chair and flipped through her notebook. After the previous few scuffles, she had almost figured out the location of the main aircraft carrier fleet in the deep sea, but she was not at ease in her heart, because she knew that the deep sea was also clear about their position.

"Tomorrow, it should be the first aircraft carrier duel in history." Lexington patted his head, half-jokingly keeping himself calm.

"I hope it doesn't look too ugly."