For Blake and Pavrel, there are too few ships who have won all five games, so the probability of random Changchun given by the system is very high.

Both of them very much don't want to meet Changchun.

But now I have encountered it, as a ship mother born for battle, even if there is no way to deal with the shelling of Changchun, she has to fight, and it is not in line with tradition to surrender without a fight.

So when the referee announced the names of both sides, Pavler did not hesitate to unfold his suit and jump into the water.

Waiting for the referee's last order, Bavler rushed directly towards Changchun.

This time, he switched back to an ordinary opponent, and Changchun raised the main gun in a hurry, aimed and fired continuously at Pavrel.

Strings of shells all hit Pavler's body accurately, and Pavler, who was in pain, gritted his teeth and insisted.

Blake, who shares his vision with Pavrel, is increasingly annoyed.

Why is this Changchun's firepower so strong! Why is the hit rate so high!

This is not a destroyer at all!

It is simply impossible for China to have warships of this class!

At this moment, the shelling on the field suddenly stopped.

Changchun was a little stunned and took the main cannon several times, but no cannon ejected at all, and then suddenly reacted that his shells were used up!

The main armament of modern destroyers is missiles, and there is almost no constant combat with naval guns.

Generally, there are about 300 shells in reserve for naval guns, and Changchun fought five battles in a row, especially when it took a lot to fight Xuefeng, and when the last one began, there were few shells left.

Because it was too easy to fight before, and the main gun was not the main weapon at all, I didn't think of going down to replenish resources, and as a result, I couldn't fire the cannon now!

In the eyes of ordinary people, the shelling of Changchun is so powerful, then it must be a destroyer with the main gun as the main weapon.

Now that Changchun has no shells, won't it be only beaten?

Thinking of this, the atmosphere of the scene exploded all at once.

"There are no more shells in Changchun!"

"The Changchun cannonball is empty!"

"Pavrel's chance has come!"

"Careless! I forgot to replenish my ammo! ”

"There's a good show to watch now!"

Blake also came to the spirit at once, and sent a message in the mind to urge Pavrel:

"Hurry up, baby! She's out of shells! Hurry up and run! Kill this damn Oriental for me! ”

However, none of them knew that Changchun had been attacking with the main gun, just playing with them.

Mu Feng was also stunned for a moment at first, and after understanding what was going on, he laughed in the psychic communication:

"How? There are no shells! I don't see if you're still wavering! Hurry up with missiles! After the minimum range, only torpedoes can be used! ”

"Slightly ......" Changchun stuck out his tongue, his eyes locked on Pavrel, and with a wave of his hand, an Eagle Strike 18 roared out and flew straight towards Pavrel.

Looking at the flying stick that suddenly appeared with white smoke, the surroundings were once again chaotic.

"What is this?"

"I've never seen such a long cannonball......"

"I've never seen such a slow cannonball!"

"It's a dead life, the torpedo is in the sky!"

When the missile hits the target, it can reach more than 3 times the speed of sound.

But the speed at launch is actually not fast, even about the same as a torpedo, and the YJ-18 is only 0.8 times the speed of sound in the cruising state.

When entering the terminal penetration, it will accelerate suddenly.

At present, the length of the exercise range is only more than 20 kilometers, and for the Eagle Strike 18 with a range of 600 kilometers, the speed cannot run away at all.

Pavler, who was on the exercise ground, and Blake, who shared a common vision, looked at the missiles coming straight for them, both of them were confused, and they didn't know what it was at all.

However, what the other party threw on the battlefield would definitely not be a good thing, so Blake subconsciously let Pavrel dodge.

But the two soon discovered that although the speed of this thing was slower than that of a cannonball, it would turn around!

No matter how you dodge, the opponent's warhead is always aimed at you.

The two didn't react to what was going on, and the missile hit them directly.

"Bang...... Rumble! ”

First there was an explosion, then a fire.

YJ-18 is a missile, with a body weighing more than two tons, an ordinary warhead of only two or three hundred kilograms, and the rest of the parts, except for the shell, are all highly compressed engine fuel!

It used to be able to run 600 kilometers, but now it only flies 20 kilometers, and most of the fuel directly hits Pavler, igniting a raging fire.

The explosion of the missile's warhead alone directly emptied Pavrel's shield, and the fire caused by the fuel directly ignited Pavler's body.

Seeing this scene, the exercise ground suddenly became chaotic, and the audience screamed again and again, and the referee immediately called the damage management staff to come forward to rescue.

Fortunately, Changchun was also a missile released in the state of the ship, and the Bavler itself was also a destroyer, and its vitality was quite tenacious, and it was finally rescued.

After the chaos on the scene ended, the referee declared Changchun the winner, registered the results, and changed the number plate.

Changchun came down from the exercise ground and pounced directly towards Mu Feng: "Commander! I won! ”

"Be careful!" Mu Feng exclaimed, hurriedly opened his arms to catch it, and said with a smile, "Don't panic!" ”

"Hehe...... "Chang Chun smiled, rubbing his head hard in Mu Feng's arms.

As the two were talking, the noisy crowd around them suddenly quieted down, Mu Feng felt the change in the environment, and subconsciously glanced back.

Blake took a dozen British shipwives and surrounded Mu Feng and Changchun.

Mu Feng thought of Pavrel's condition, and was a little apologetic, so he put down Changchun and said first:

"I'm really sorry for hurting Pavrel, Changchun didn't want to use missiles, but forgot to replenish ammunition."

Blake stretched out his hand and pointed at Mu Feng and said sharply, "Do you think it is useful to apologize!" ”

Mu Feng frowned: "Then what do you want?" ”

Blake looked at Mu Feng with a calm face: "You injured my person, you must compensate!" Hand over the kind of foul weapon you used! ”

"Huh?" Mu Feng reacted suddenly, this guy came to block himself, not because Pavler was injured at all, but because Changchun took a fancy to the missile that injured Pavrel!

Mu Feng said expressionlessly: "We don't want to hurt Pavler, but this is a confrontation exercise, as long as you do it, bumps and bumps are inevitable."

"I hurt Pavrel by mistake, I apologize, I apologize, as for compensation or something, it's just unreasonable.

"If you're afraid of getting hurt, don't play, it's better to just go home and take the children, please get out of the way, we're leaving!"

"Humph!" Blake snorted coldly, and with a wave of his hand, several ship girls around him immediately stepped forward and blocked the way of the two.

They even unfurled their ship's equipment, and the main guns of the two battleships were directly aimed at Mufeng and Changchun.

Changchun's intimate interaction with the commander was interrupted, and he was already a little unhappy.

At this time, seeing Blake's shipwreck unfold the ship's outfit, Changchun didn't wait for Mu Feng to speak, and directly opened the ship's outfit, and the lids of more than 60 anti-ship missiles were lifted at the same time.