The waves on the surface of the sea were tumbling, like the end of the world, there were explosions everywhere, the screams of sailors, the "creaking" of steel structures breaking, and, of course, the muffled "poof, poof" of countless heavy objects falling into the water.

Clothing, shoes and hats, photographs, including bed linen and bedding, toiletries, and even floating corpses in life jackets. Waves swelled, swept them into the sky, and then threw them into the sea.

The hull of the ship was slowly separated by the disintegrating light of the mechanical sentinels, and the steel garbage with a diameter of tens of meters slowly sank to the bottom of the sea, and the crew who stood on the antenna tower and clung to the satellite antenna and did not let go will inevitably fall into the water in the end, and then be overturned by a wave and swept into the vortex caused by the evaporation of seawater by the stalker's particle fragmentation cannon.

Large groups of lubricating fluid gushed out from the power cabin and electromechanical room, overflowing the sea, rendering patches of colorful oil paint waters.

The rubber boats were crowded with soldiers who jumped into the sea to escape, they trembled and huddled together, watching the behemoths around them flip and overturn with panic on their faces, and then spit out countless bubbles, slowly sinking underwater, and finally dying at the bottom of the sea.

Flags embroidered with the "Celtic" sword emblem fluttered on the sea, soaked with water, whipped by the waves, polluted with oil, and finally washed away like a flush toilet and submerged into the depths of the whirlpool.

A sharp-billed gull gunship flew by, intending to lower the ladder and rescue a major officer on the side deck of a frigate whose hull had sunk half-submerged, clutching to the fence and shouting for help. Suddenly, bubbles surged on the surface of the water, and a perfectly round, flashing ball of silver energy rose from the bottom to the sky, like a galloping soap bubble, and the "wave" hit the chassis of the gunship.

The film of charge bursts, and the highly compressed antiparticle lightning instantly erupts into a dazzling flash of light like a scorching sun.

"Boom!" With a deafening explosion, the bottom of the sharp-billed gull seemed to be hollowed out by an invisible hand, and countless broken rubber tubes sprayed large strands of electric sparks outward, and there were two pilots, whose lower bodies evaporated directly, revealing an incomparably bright red abdominal cavity. Blood rained down on the faces of officers waiting to be rescued on the deck of the frigate below, then on organs of various colors, and on the bloody and foul-smelling large intestines.

"Vomit ......" The major's face turned blue and he couldn't help but vomit violently.

The sharp-billed gull gunship that lost control of the "buzzing ......" plunged into the sea with a 45-degree depression angle, and with a "whoosh" sound, the high-speed rotating propeller rowed across the water, and a rubber boat in front of it had no time to dodge, and the seven sailors on the boat were like being thrown into a meat grinder, directly cut into pieces of minced meat, and splashed in all directions under the drive of the air current.

The Major's face was even more ugly, his nausea intensified, and he poured out almost all the acid in his stomach.

It was a shocking scene. For the sea battlefield with a radius of more than 3,000 meters, it is only equivalent to the behind-the-scenes footage of a large-scale zuò movie. Beams of particles shot out from underwater, triggering countless vortices and shooting down one helicopter gunship after another hovering in mid-air, stirring up waterfall-like waves on the already uncalm sea.

Several helicopters tried to return fire towards the sea, and one after another depth charges were dropped into the sea, however, their blind attack, except for setting off a wave of air and causing greater casualties to the survivors who were floating and sinking on the water, did not have the slightest effect on those Protoss units.

The water vapor was filled, the raindrops were flying, and the phase splitting bombs spewed out by the dragon knight were like **, rising from the water surface, drawing a very rounded parabola in mid-air, and then extremely "shyly" landed on the stern deck, communication tower, and bow air defense missile system of the two remaining missile destroyers on the right side.

"Wave, wave, wave" three muffled sounds came, a large number of antimatter particles spread out, all the charged particles on the trajectory of the neutralization effect, within the radiation range of energy lightning, a qiē substance turned into powder.

At this moment, from a distance, the Antolin missile destroyer is like a cream ice cream that has been scooped out of the craters, and the three craters with a total radiation area of several hundred square meters directly cut the hull into three sections, and some of the crew members who were lucky enough not to die stared blankly at the oversized "skylight" above their heads from the bilge of the hull, and cold sweat was dripping down their cheeks.

On the flaming steel structure at the edge of the upper deck, the corpses of some of the crew members who were only half cut off lay to the side, blood gushing out of the wounds, converging in a line and flowing down the section. "Click, click......" fell drop by drop on the bilge deck.

"Ahh......h

There was a wail, a hand or a leg, the undead to relieve the pain in their bodies and their fears.

"Boom! Rumble! Rumble! A series of explosions were heard, and then the crew felt a shake under their feet, accompanied by a "creaking" sound of steel cracking, the huge hull of the Antolin began to tilt back, and a large amount of seawater poured into the aft compartment from the hole in the side of the ship from the phase splitting projectile, and many heavy objects on the deck slid rapidly, which undoubtedly increased the sinking speed of the battleship.

Nakamura looked out the window with a dull face, the celebration had turned into a memorial service, and the smell of champagne was still rippling in the air, but everyone present was no longer in the mood to raise a glass, laugh again, and imagine the beautiful sun and sand of Mondstadt.

The fear of death runs through everyone's face, and the Izumo is now like a boat in a trembling ocean, in danger of sinking at any moment.

"Sonar team, what the hell are you eating? Why was the proximity of the enemy not detected? Why? Nakamura Ninji roared loudly, at this moment, he had lost his former composure, just like the two violently shaking katanas on the weapon display shelf, giving people a sense of restlessness.

"Ship ...... Captain, the sonar system could not lock onto the target. ”

"Can't lock onto a target?" Nakamura Ningji's face was even more ugly, this sudden enemy not only had a powerful firepower far beyond the government army, but also had the terrifying ability of stealth, which made him suddenly feel numb in his limbs, cold hands and feet, and a sense of powerlessness filled his heart.

"What about those underwater reconnaissance planes, they ...... They always find something, right? ”

The crew in front of the monitor array raised their heads and looked at him with some fear: "Captain, underwater...... Underwater cameras are almost completely destroyed......"

"Smack." The wine glass in Nakamura's hand fell to the ground, and the rosy liquor was painted together.

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At this moment, on the water 15KM away from the surface fleet, Tang Fang sat quietly on the back of the eyeworm, and his eyes were on the patrol line of the submarine formation. While a mixed team of Protoss units composed of hunters, mechanical sentinels, and dragon knights launched an attack on the surface fleet, a sniper mission against the escort submarine was also launched.

Unlike the big scene on the sea, the underwater scene can only be seen by him, the commander who shares the field of vision with the combat unit.

There are 24 nuclear submarines, which is more than the missile destroyer formation on the surface of the sea.

In the underwater battle, there was no gunsmoke, no fire, only dull explosions and rolling waves, and one submarine after another was pierced by the particle fragmentation cannon of the pursuers, plunging headlong into the silt and sand of the seabed, splashing countless dusts and polluting the otherwise clear water.

Other submarines were hit in the belly by the Dragon Knight's phase fragmentation cannon, blasting large holes one after another, and the sea water poured in, swallowing the lives of all the crew members in the blink of an eye.

Fanatics and mechanical sentinels are like shelled doctors holding scalpels, making fiery red openings in the bodies of disobedient "patients", and then looking at all kinds of "organs", either stopping pacing, stopping wriggling, or directly exploding and cracking. Of course, there are countless "minced meat", washed by the current, floating around, and then being eaten by meat and fish as an appetizer, pecked into a skeleton wrapped in blood-red meridians.

Even if they put on the power armor and escape the flooding, the poor crew will not be able to escape the fate of death. The Stalker's Particle Fragmentation Cannon, the Dragon Knight's Phase Splitting Bullet, and the Disintegrating Rays of the Mechanical Sentinels are like maggots on tarsal bones, sniping them to death. This is tantamount to killing chickens with a knife, no matter what form of attack, under one blow, waiting for those poor insects will be the end of no bones.

The operation of sniper submarines ends much faster than the fighting on the surface, because there is less interference from helicopter gunships and underwater reconnaissance aircraft.

In this battle, he didn't plan to let anyone go, because Grant said that there was a large space-based weapon on the Hato Star Harbor, the ion cannon. Although this weapon of mass destruction is unlikely to be applied to the local population because of its international influence, in the face of the stalker, the dragon knight, who is obviously of an alien race, God knows if Aldrich will jump over the wall and go to Ramsden for help.

For the sake of his own life, he drove the illusion of fish to confuse his opponent's vision, and accused the dragon knight to clean up the underwater reconnaissance planes first, and at the same time ordered the pursuers to kill the flying machines in the air.

As for the mechanical sentinels, they did a dismemberment madness, cutting off the large and small ships on the water one by one and sending them to the deep hell.

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