The diamond-cut bow of the Inkhide easily broke through the waves ahead, and the long wake also showed that the Inkhide was moving at high speed! The high bow gun shows that the Ink is always ready for battle! The Moyin is not alone, behind it are hundreds of armed merchant ships from various forces in the southeast sea and some old warships, which are almost all the remaining sea forces in the southeast sea, although they are not strong enough, but they regard death as home! These hundreds of ships have no intention of going back alive, and some of them have nowhere to go back, as long as they can make the revenge fleet drop a piece of flesh and shed a drop of blood, they will all die without regrets, this is the real revenge fleet. On the unobstructed ocean, hundreds of ships are spaced between hundreds of meters to a thousand meters, densely packed with the entire field of vision, thousands of sails are racing, hundreds of boats are competing for the current, Mo Yan watched all this on the bridge, and his heart was very gratified, these ships represent the last dignity and backbone of the southeast sea.

The captain of the Moyin suddenly spoke: "Mo Lao, missile warning!" The revenge fleet fired. Mo Yan nodded and said: "Tell everyone to open the close defense system, if you don't have it, prepare for the loss, this battle, everyone is ready in their hearts." The captain nodded, and warned the ships of the Southeast Fleet in the channel. Didn't wait long, the first point of light appeared on the sea level, then the second, third, and tenth appeared, and the anti-ship missile group of the revenge fleet arrived! The first wave of dozens of missiles dragged tail flames, like meteors in the daytime, and the white lines of tail flames pulled out a magnificent curtain on the sea, and rushed straight to the southeast fleet.

Looking at these points of light that harvested life, the people of the Southeast Fleet were not frightened, because they had experienced enough blood and fire, death, parting and grief. Everyone calmly waited and accepted. Dozens of anti-ship missiles rushed to the edge of the fleet, and a small number of close defense systems opened fire, and only a very small number of these armed merchant ships were equipped with close defense systems, and most of them could only resist hard. These low-end close defense systems had little effect, only two anti-ship missiles were intercepted, the rest of the missiles hit the target, and for a while, the flowers of flames from explosions and flames bloomed in the Southeast Fleet. Some ships were blown into two in an instant, and some ships were mostly shrouded in smoke and fire, the sunken ship sank calmly, and the burning ship was dying, desperately trying to extinguish the flames on the ship, not only to save the ship, but also to go to Jianshan Island to shoot hateful shells!

In the command center of the Revenge Fleet, the Fleet Commander asked, "Strike effect assessment." The staff officer reported: "Two missiles have been intercepted, and the rest of the targets are all hit, and the second wave is about to arrive!" The commander nodded with great satisfaction, and thought to himself: "These beggars are just sending them to death!" Fighting like this, I am afraid that I will return to the sea before I have touched the revenge fleet. It's really blinded by hatred. ”

The second wave of missiles is coming! More ships of the Southeast Fleet were hit and caught fire, sinking or wounded, the Mozi was not locked by the radar as a target due to its excellent stealth performance, the captain looked at the smoke column behind him and said: "Mo Lao, will this continue... Can't even get to Jianshan Island? Mo Yan's weather-beaten and wrinkled face couldn't see any expression, Mo Yan shook his head and said softly, "No, we calculated, they don't have that many missiles." The captain was silent for a long time, and his heart seemed to be choked by something, this is to take the ship and his life, to exchange for the missiles of the revenge fleet, and then have a chance to get a relatively fair artillery battle! The small force, which had been bullied and silent for many years, finally clenched its fists today and threw its first punch in such a tragic way.

The Ten Thousand Islands Council Fleet, Ye Ge looked at the Imperial space-based satellites and the information provided by all parties, and couldn't help but be moved: "What a magnificent sea tragedy, this time in the southeast sea is really amazing!" Yujing shook his head and said, "This is to die, they can't get close to the revenge fleet at all." Ye Ge shook his head and said, "No, you calculate how many anti-ship missiles there are in the fleet, even if we don't have many." Only then did Yujing understand the intention of the Southeast Fleet, and he didn't know what to say for a while, but he faintly felt a strong emotional impact.

The effect of the second wave of strikes was very good, the Southeast Fleet had almost no decent means of resistance, and after only two waves of missile strikes, the Southeast Fleet was destroyed dozens of ships, followed by the third wave, the fourth wave, and the Southeast Fleet was like a group of people who had nothing to do with themselves, calmly watching their teammates around them being hit and sinking. In this way, in less than an hour, more than a hundred ships were buried in the Twin Towers Sea, among which there were more than a dozen armed merchant ships of the Mo family that returned in response to the patriarch's order. Mo Yan didn't say a word, but his hands were pinched to death, and there were also several old men with large forces in the southeast sea, and the pressure they were under was extremely huge, and the loss was not only the only remaining family foundation of their respective families, but also the lives of their own fresh descendants.

The missiles finally stopped, and Mo Yan knew that sure enough, as planned by several of his old men, the missiles of the revenge fleet had run out. Although more than a hundred ships have been lost, at least two hundred ships are still intact and can fight the revenge fleet on Jianshan Island!

Command Center of the Revenge Fleet.

The fleet commander looked at the dense light spots that continued to approach and felt numb for a while, and subconsciously asked, "Are the missiles finished?" The staff officers who sat down all nodded in unison. The commander looked at these ships that were not afraid of death, and knew very well what kind of frantic battle the revenge fleet would face. However, the commander was not alarmed in his heart, even in an artillery battle, the Southeast Fleet still had no chance, because, such a behemoth as a destroyer could not be shaken by ordinary armed merchant ships. Both the armor and shields exceeded the strike limits of the guns of armed merchant ships. The commander shouted: "Attention ships, all artillery preparations, close defense system preparations, artillery battle preparations." ”

The two sides finally came within range of the ship's guns, and the first to fire was the Bronze Tooth-class destroyer of the Revenge Fleet, which had the largest caliber. The destroyer's guns had a large caliber and a long range and great power, and the first round of calibration did not completely hit the target, only one unlucky armed ship was hit in the superstructure, and the entire back half of the building was blown up and flattened, but the ship still stubbornly charged the revenge fleet. In the second round of destroyers, a salvo was launched, and in one salvo, at least 3 ships of the Southeast Fleet were tilted on the spot. Mo Yan shouted: "Spread out, spread out as much as possible!" "After paying the price of more than a dozen ships, the Southeast Fleet finally approached the revenge fleet, hundreds of artillery pieces on both sides finally rang out, and the entire sea off Jianshan Island, the sound of cannons shook the sky, fireworks covered the sun, shells flew and fell like raindrops, and the sound of explosions was endless! For a while, the entire sea water around Jianshan Island was blown up by the missing cannonballs, like hell on earth.