In the furious muzzle flames, the 120-millimeter laser-guided projectile broke away from the breech, and the front and rear eight wings spread out and began to enter the mid-stage inertial guidance state. Firing a shell at a high trajectory is all a matter of luck, maybe the shell can fly far, but whether the landing point can be corrected back is only God knows!

Seven nautical miles is almost thirteen kilometers away, which is far beyond the detection range of the Abrams fire control system. Although the maximum range of the shell may be able to reach this distance, the accuracy is not to be considered.

Neither the butchers nor Minsk knew exactly where their shells were hit, they just fired in a general direction. At the moment, we can only see whether the laser guidance of the drone can correct the deviation distance at the end.

No one on the battlefield knows if such a cannon will hit the target? Even Zhou Qingfeng could only pray to God, praying that the radar of the broken frigate would be in disrepair and that the target position of the detection would deviate greatly, and that the patrol boat might have a chance to escape, otherwise he wouldn't even be able to collect the body of the butcher.

And inside the frigate's bridge, Santos was very proud of the current situation. In his opinion, although the reconnaissance of the aircraft at the beginning was blocked, the position of the enemy was already figured out. Individual anti-aircraft missiles can deal with small aircraft, but they cannot deal with warships. As for a helicopter, and there are no anti-ship missiles, naturally there is no need to be afraid of him.

"Speed, speed, we must hurry to the port of Mars, and we can't let those two big ships run away anymore. We're going to win this time! As for the patrol boat that tried to sneak up on us, leave it alone, it will soon be sunk by naval guns. "Santos is confident, his frigate is a bit old. But it can be done.

It's just that this self-confidence didn't last for half a minute, when suddenly there was a thunderous roar, and there was an earth-shattering shaking in the bridge of the frigate. Santos, who sat tall, fell from his chair in a shaky way, slamming his nose to the floor.

His Excellency the general, who was bleeding from his nose, finally stabilized his body, got up and scolded: "What's the matter? Did we get shot? ”

The officer on duty quickly asked the damage management team, but no one could tell what was going on. In the end, Santos ran out of the bridge himself, and saw that the bridge was dark from the high temperature of the explosion, and all kinds of antennas were twisted and crooked, and the key was that the fire control radar located on it was blown up and completely disappeared.

I'm going to you! Where did this shelling come from? There are no warships around! The closest thing to you is a patrol boat, and the patrol boat will not be equipped with artillery!

Your Excellency Santos was momentarily stunned - that's the fire control radar for the main guns on our ship! If this is defeated, how will it be mixed up in the future? And it's so piecemeal that there's no chance to even repair it.

There was no radar to provide target data, and the two 76-mm guns in the front and rear of the frigate quickly stopped firing. The gunners ran out of the turret and looked at the black smoke above their warship, all dumbfounded.

Without radar, the next thing is to rely on visual shelling, and suddenly return to the era of dreadnoughts! It is all a matter of luck to fire a shell, and if a hundred shells can hit one or two rounds, it is considered well-trained. At the moment, Santos' artillery crew can barely shoot the shells out.

It's just that Santos's side was beaten, but Zhou Qingfeng's side was thunderous. The Erin Ellie sisters, who were in charge of guided shells, directly hugged each other and kissed each other to boost morale. And Zhou Qingfeng learned that the ultra-long-range shot of this luck actually hit accurately, and he also teased on the radio: "Butcher, you can't die!" ”

The butcher and Minsk also reached the point of numbness in their hearts, because the opponent's two main guns fired dozens of shells in an instant, and the more accurate they hit, the closer they hit, and they could knock them out at any time.

But now, as soon as they heard that their blind cannon had killed the opponent's most important fire control radar, the two big men roared directly in the crowded tank turret, "it, it, keep it, it until you die!" ”

So the two bear-like men, after a hellish time, burst into a strong desire to fight, and they fired five shots at the frigate that Santos was riding in one go.

But the follow-up five cannons were not so lucky. Due to the distance, even with the laser guidance of the drone, the wing of the shell could not be corrected, and only one shell hit, blowing up the 30-millimeter anti-aircraft secondary gun on the side of the Kony-class frigate.

But even so, Santos was frightened, watching the continuous columns of water explode on both sides of the hull, and he immediately understood that this must be the good work of the enemy patrol boat.

"Both speedboats and torpedo boats are rushing towards the enemy patrol boats, be sure to sink them!" Santos knew that he had to sink or drive away the patrol boat that had come to make trouble, and the ability of the other side to shell from a distance was needless to say that the drone in the sky was carrying out relay guidance.

"Quino, knock out the enemy's drone, it's attacking us with guided shells." Santos can only count on his own son now.

And Quino in the sky also reorganized his formation, and more than a dozen small planes no longer gathered together, but attacked centripetally from multiple directions with a fan, which made Zhou Qingfeng too busy.

"This helicopter must be wrecked, or my father won't live, and neither will you." Quino forced his men to rush forward, while he himself supervised the battle in the rear.

Faced with enemies from multiple directions, Caterina in charge of driving also began to use all her strength. She can't fight with speed, she can only fight for maneuverability, "Victor, hold on!" ”

Two 1,600 hp turboshaft engines give the HH-60H helicopter super-maneuverability, and under the extreme piloting of Katarina, the 'Rescue Eagle' performs all kinds of unbelievable maneuvers at sea level.

And Zhou Qingfeng was also responsible for knocking the opponent out of the sky in various whirlwinds, and he roared angrily: "Katarina, can't you stabilize a little?" I can't lock on to my target! ”

"If we hold steady a bit, we're both going to be finished." Caterina also gritted her teeth, and she circled all the way at an altitude of three thousand meters, constantly circling around the small plane that stung people like bees. Hold on to the drones responsible for guided shells.

Under the condition of super mobility, Zhou Qingfeng can no longer use the 'Stinger X', and can only use 6,000 rounds per minute M134 to spit out bullets. In the fierce firefight, the fierce two men worked together to shoot down five enemy planes in succession that tried to attack them. Especially Zhou Qingfeng's trait of killing more people and getting stronger is enough to make anyone frightened.

In the end, all the small planes were driven away and fled, and they could no longer gather, and Zhou Qingfeng gasped slightly, already sweating profusely, and saw a single-winged 'Beechcraft' rushing towards him at high speed.

Through the glass window, he could see the other party's angry eyes, and then look at the madness of the other party's tom, Zhou Qingfeng instantly recognized that this was the opponent who had shot him down. He coldly straightened the M134 in his hand and said calmly: "Want to die? I will fulfill you! (To be continued.) )