The Centurion-class battleship in which Felimante was located sank so fast that the crew barely had time to escape. The broken hull was cocked and then quickly sunk into the sea, engulfing the survivors who tried to escape in a whirlpool.

Everything came too quickly, and the warships of the other Far Eastern Fleet, which were lined up in columns behind the "Captain Hundred", did not detect the GBU-28 attacking from the "Captain Hundred" head-on at all, due to the problem of viewing angles. Unpowered guided bombs, of course, were inferior to missiles in terms of speed and maneuverability, and in 2003 they began to fly in circles after dropping the bombs, not approaching a distance close enough for the crews of the Far Eastern Fleet to see clearly.

The big explosion that caused the "Captain Hundred" to break and sink was temporarily characterized by the British as caused by the boiler room explosion, and they do not know what caused the explosion of the ship's boiler room.

By the time the other warships of the Far Eastern Fleet lowered their lifeboats, the "Captain Hundred" had already sunk irretrievably to the bottom of the South Pacific Ocean. Soon the captains of the entire fleet had to face a vacancy in the position of fleet commander, and for the John Bull Navy, which did not have radio equipment, the overlap of command was not so simple.

The fleet's disobedience to the government's telegraphic order and its insistence on going to the Gray Strait to carry out the task of cutting off the supply line of the Great Song Dynasty was an order given by the former fleet commander Filimant. When the Vice Admiral of the Royal Navy was listed as missing and could not perform his duties, Percy Scott, who had recently been promoted to Rear Admiral, the highest rank in the fleet, should take command of the Far East Fleet.

However, the Hong Kong Fleet commanded by Rear Admiral Percy Scott was temporarily assigned to the Far East Fleet to carry out missions in the South China Sea, and his roots in the Far East Fleet were not solid. Worst of all, Rear Admiral Percy Scott was considered by many officers of the Far East Fleet to be a pro-Song figure, and they were very resistant to the Rear Admiral, who had had close contact with the Ma and the Song people in Dalian Bay, to take command.

Pro-Song? I don't want to kiss Song, but after seeing BB63 bombarding Maguan with a sixteen-inch main gun, where did you give me the confidence to take a tough stance? Do you really think that if you pull these bottles and cans of our Far East Fleet, you can fight to the death with the Great Song people in the Far East Seas? No kidding, it's not a small case for a child to be picked up by people.

"Sir, you should be tougher on those troublemakers! Now that you have taken command of the Far Eastern Fleet, we can avoid a bloody battle with the Great Song people, and I am talking about a war that will most likely be bloody only for us. Captain 100 wouldn't have sunk because of an accident in his boiler room, would he? "Major General Percy Scott's aide-de-camp, Lieutenant Ranne, is a fan of the Great Song Dynasty, and he is not optimistic about going to war with the Great Song people.

However, it was difficult to negotiate with the officers who insisted on carrying out Filimant's previous orders, and the whole fleet was moored to the sea, neither continuing on its way to the Strait of Grett nor returning to the Strait of Malacca.

At this time, Xu Jing and Feng Lan, who thought that they had been swept away by the British again, were hurriedly flying towards the Gretel Strait, and the fierce Xu Jing even when LN2003 was only equipped with two "Sidewinder" close-range air-to-air combat missiles, she also thought about fighting with the "Typhoon" fighters she imagined. I'd rather die standing than live on my knees, this has always been Xu Jing's motto!

"Sir, there is no trace of a 'typhoon'. Our position is already in the center of the combat radius of that downed F-16C fighter, could you have guessed wrong? Feng Lan asked Xu Jing.

"Impossible, the British went to great lengths to create fake airfields and fake fleets, just to lure away the fighters in the green paint area, those 'typhoons' must be going around in circles!" Xu Jing stubbornly believed that the "Typhoon" fighter would definitely appear.

"A large surface ship! It responds to our identification of friend or foe. "The on-board radar of LN2003 found the location of the E4 ship.

"Lean over and try to get in touch with it." Xu Jing said.

At the same time, there was another scene of chickens flying and dogs jumping on the E4 ship, unlike the last time when they only talked to the F-15C fighter with the number LN334 on the radio, this time the rough embryos on the E4 ship were able to see the fighters belonging to the green paint zone with their own eyes.

LN2003 made a low-altitude pass on the port side of the E4 ship, of course, at subsonic flight speeds, which was a way to greet the ship. As an old bird who has piloted the F-15E on 98 combat missions, the skill of low-altitude clearance, which can hardly kill Kang Xiaoshuai, is just a basic operation for Feng Lan and Xu Jing.

"This group of rookies, don't stay at their posts, Du Nima ran out to see what kind of Western scenery?" Seeing the rough embryo on the E4 ship huddled on the deck to watch his plane pass, Feng Lan felt bad all over.

"It's over, and those rough embryos stoned to death on the runway are all virtuous! I guess the 'typhoon' is coming over, and these rookies can't even play those tubes of 'sea sparrows'. Xu Jing obviously didn't have much hope for the rough embryo on the E4 ship.

Communications were still heavily interfered with, and even though the E4 and LN2003 were close enough to be within visual range, they were still unable to make contact via radio communication equipment. Feng Lan piloted the plane around the E4 several times, trying to wait for the rough embryos on the E4 ship to give them more information through lights or other means.

In the end, Xu Jing and Feng Lan realized that they were wasting fuel in vain, and the rough embryo on the E4 ship did nothing except wave their arms meaninglessly in excitement!

In fact, by the time the F-15E with live ammunition came from the side of the E4 ship for a courtesy low-altitude pass, many of the people led by Wei Xun had changed their minds about their previous tough stance of not participating. After all, it's easy to build a replica supply ship, but it's impossible to use a heavy fighter to participate in the spoof, whose sky is you flying indiscriminately?

"What to do? Those rough embryos were probably sent over without training. Feng Lan asked Xu Jing.

"Take another gamble and head northwest to find those damn Typhoon fighters. If the Brits had come around from other directions, they would have to admit their bad luck. Hopefully, we'll be able to tow another Green Paint Zone fighter to arrive. "I still haven't been able to get in touch with E4, and Xu Jing can't keep wasting fuel here.

"Does it make sense to save these rough embryos who don't know anything?" Feng Lan said unwillingly.

"The meaning of the existence of the strong is to protect the weak, what is the point of the sheep dying and the shepherd dog alive?" Xu Jing replied.

Fortunately, the F-15E is a fighter known for its long range and large bomb load, and in 2003, it entered the Gulf of Thailand and shook for a small half circle, but still did not find the so-called "Typhoon" fighter. When the sky was about to darken, Xu Jing gritted her teeth and let Feng Lan fly in the direction of Nha Trang, Vietnam.

"It's really hard to find a place to break through the iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get there! Finally, let the old lady catch you! Feng Lan, who was already bored, gritted her teeth and said.