The Nicks of Intertwined Fates Chapter 112: The War of Faith (2)
"I'll go first, bunnies, and give me a beating and get my share back." The commander smiled gloomily and pushed the booster, and the MiG-21, which was leading the crowd, was like a mad dog.
The fuselage was pressed very low and collided horizontally, and the huge speed of sound was "chiseled" out of a long waterline even on the water surface.
Without any tricks, without any skill, the MiG-21 crashed headlong into the bridge of a frigate, and the solid bridge made a metal twisting tearing sound, and fell towards the flanks, steel bars, glass, castings scattered scattered, and the glass all broke. The MiG-21 and the driver inside him collided and shattered, the oil spilled everywhere, ignited by open flames, and burned.
All the !!
After a short pause, the bullets of the anti-aircraft aircraft hit the silhouette in the distance, and in order to increase the degree of interception, all high-explosive shells were fired, and fireballs continued to rise in the sky.
After the battleship group lost its electronic system, it could only use the most primitive mechanical weapons, but fortunately, those individual anti-aircraft weapons that were packaged and installed in insulated sealed boxes could still be used, which were delivered to the front-line fighters, and they were no longer able to take care of it at the moment.
"274, clear the deck with the G3-23 double-barreled cannon, 214 cover me."
"225 Left Wing Shot, 225 Left Wing Shot, I can't do it, brothers, avenge me."
"Modified Stinger anti-aircraft missile, be careful-"
Rumble!
Two striking sparks erupted from the sky.
A low-flying Su-7 dropped an aerial torpedo towards the water. He raised the flight elevation angle, trying to break away from the opponent's fire capture trajectory, in order to stealthily drop the torpedo, he had to slow down the flight speed, close to the sea surface in the opponent's field of vision.
"There it is!" Someone on deck shouted.
was discovered.
As soon as the Su-7 pilot gritted his teeth, he had already seen the tail flame on the deck, and it was too late. His eyes were red, and he bit his lip desperately to turn up the horsepower to the maximum.
Die, die, die, you bandits, all die.
The missile lifts into the air and shoots down vertically.
The Su-7 pilot pushed the rudder and dived down, under the piercing friction, the huge fuselage forced landing on the deck, there was no landing gear, and the belly went straight against the slide rail, setting off a large splash of blood, and countless soldiers on the deck were caught off guard and were caught off guard by being swept into the huge fuselage, and they were crushed to death, and the crew members who had broken limbs, wreckage, and lost half of their bodies climbed hoarsely along the deck.
The trajectory of the fuselage is a straight blood line.
The wings of the Su-7 were broken, black smoke was billowing out, and an open flame was burning in the tail, and the fire was spreading. Under the hood, the pilot was covered in blood, he was still very young, and his immature face was filled with deathly sadness.
Soldiers with guns slowly approached and surrounded them.
The driver smiled miserably, pulled out his pistol and stuffed it into his mouth, and pulled the trigger.
With a bang, blood flowers smeared the inner wall of the hood, dripping down.
The young driver's life was frozen in this second.
Rumble!
The frigate jumped to its feet, and the entire hull shook violently. The 250-pound aviation torpedo struck it in the waist, and the water splashed higher than the hull of the ship, overwhelming the deck and spraying the people on the deck with seawater all over their heads. But they had no time to pay attention to these details, and the huge impact threw them all out, and they fell into the sea like dumplings, and the tall hull began to capsize.
Two white matches.
Two more air-to-ship missiles cut through the trajectory and projected them, one left and one right, hitting the bow and rear flanks of the ship. A large amount of seawater poured in through the opening, and the frigate crumbled.
"Leave those warships alone, focus on freighters and supply ships," Birch shouted over the radio, "What are you doing with the other side's defense ring torn apart, Mickey." ”
Two Su-24s began to climb in height, and on the four pylons in the lower abdomen, several high-explosive ship bombs were eager to try.
"I don't want to die, I don't want to die...... Mom, help me..... Mom! Mickey's eyes were red, his lips were purple, and a look of fear controlled his face, making his otherwise cheerful and handsome young man look a little gloomy and terrifying.
As a fixed-point breakthrough, the MiG-21 numbered 227 rushed into the middle of the two warships, and hurriedly launched three missiles, because they did not grasp the best opportunity opened by their teammates with their lives, one hit the bow of the supply ship, one was intercepted, and the other landed on the deck of the freighter, and did not form an effective strike.
The Su-24 was launched to prepare to drop bombs.
The destroyer's air defense system has locked on to the other side, and several Patriot missiles were forced to manually stuff the bombs into the launchers, fortunately, in order to face various situations, these launchers and anti-aircraft missiles have been specially treated, so as not to be paralyzed under a wave of high-frequency impacts, but the automatic loading system is definitely not usable, and can only be loaded manually with a small cart.
MiG-21 swooped down, "Mom..... Mom..... Mom..... I don't want to die, I don't want to die! ”
Below, on the deck of the destroyer, people were scrambling, someone pulled the trigger at him, the bullets of automatic rifles whizzed and flew, someone ran to the inner compartment to get anti-aircraft weapons, and someone turned the muzzle of an anti-aircraft machine gun.
"Ahh!!h After the MiG-21 No. 227 dropped a bullet from a shuttle double-barreled cannon, it suddenly pulled the direction stick, and the MiG's dive posture was instantly stopped, and as soon as the head was raised, it rose far into the air by grazing the edge of the mast.
"Mickey !!" Birch was out of anger, such a God-given opportunity, but this deflated calf was missed alive.
"You get out of here, you go, I look down on you." Birch hit the rudders, the nose rolled over and broke away from the fixed formation.
"Woo woo woo..... Captain...... Woo woo woo woo ....." tears welled up in his eyes, and Mickey's voice choked as he pulled himself in mid-air and turned the nose of the plane again.
Mickey took the flask out of his pocket and took a sip, he didn't actually drink, he choked on the strong fishy heat, he couldn't stop coughing, the fighter plane dived down, he locked the steering stick, and fell headlong.
He drank as hard as he could, and the destroyer, which was the size of a cigarette box, gradually enlarged in his field of vision. His expression was stiff, his face was pale, his fingers trembled, his whole body swayed, and he poured alcohol desperately, and only alcohol could temporarily suppress the fear in his heart.
"For.... For the sake of victory..... Mom!!! Mickey's face turned hideous, the anti-aircraft aircraft below had already adjusted its orientation and hit it, and all kinds of high-explosive bombs exploded on his side, and no one knew whether one would fall on his head in the next second.
"Mommy, Mommy, I love you!!" In an instant, Mickey was free from fear, his expression became calm, as if he had returned to that afternoon, he was lying in his mother's arms and sleeping, the afternoon sun was shining down, with the fragrance of flowers, his mother, who looked haggard because of her illness, her wrinkled and boring hand gently brushed his young face, with the comfort of childhood, and sang a nursery rhyme, which was one of his favorite nursery rhymes.
Mom, Mom, I'm coming, I'm coming to Heaven to meet you.
If there is a miracle in this world, it must be the prayer of Mother Heaven. Under the intensive strafing of three anti-aircraft aircraft, the MiG-21, which fell vertically from Mitch, was unscathed.
Falling vertically at a height of hundreds of meters, smashing on the deck, the deck made of composite materials instantly cracked, the MiG-21 instantly split apart, together with his pilot, a bombshell in the abdomen detonated instantly, the shock wave washed the entire deck, and in an instant, the flesh and blood flew sideways, and the high temperature ignited the patriots in the silos, and they were martyred one after another.
The destroyer jumped three meters high, the bridge in the center broke, and the explosion ignited part of the ammunition compartment, and the whole ship was like a large firework, splashing fireworks of various colors everywhere.
There was a silence on the fighter radio.
Everyone looked at the little boy who was less than fifteen years old silently, and Birch reached out and gently touched his forehead, which was a gesture of consolation, in memory of his comrades-in-arms, although the time for the two to work together was only seventeen hours, but they remembered it for a lifetime.
Now it's our turn.
Birch roared loudly in his heart, and a fire burned in his heart, as if it was about to erupt.
The Su-24 went into bombing mode, and bombs were constantly tilted down from the belly, clearing the way for the future, and after clearing the obstacles to the future, two cargo ships and supply ships were exposed to the Su-24's firepower.
After the bombardment, the three defenseless ships slowly sank.
Another cruiser and frigate began to rout.
There are four fighters left, and there are only seven missiles, which is not enough to deal with a cruiser, not to mention a frigate of not low tonnage.
The opposite side began to counterattack, the naval guns adjusted the altitude angle, vented their firepower, and several anti-aircraft missiles began to rise into the air.
None of the four fighters retreated, and neither could they retreat, the fuel level had bottomed out, and Birch smiled bitterly, like an ancient general charging into battle, and rushed headlong into the frigate.
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Gangfo Military Control Zone, Military Command Base.
"What? The fleet was attacked? ”
"Yes, only a battered cruiser returned." The staff officer who reported the incident only felt that his tongue was dry.
Chief of Staff Buxton punched the table. This supply is of great significance, not only the equipment promised to Carterit, but also more than 150 armored combat vehicles of various types and aircraft dismantled into parts, not to mention the mountains of weapons and ammunition, as well as all kinds of daily necessities and logistical supplies.
You know, there are now more than 1,700 soldiers stationed in Gunver, and if they are provided with Cutlet's shoddy food, Buxton is confident that in the next second, these stick boys will turn the gun around and poke it in his asshole.
Well, now there's nothing.
The hearts of several people here were bleeding.
Zafarullah, a staff member, knocked on the table, "On the delivery list this time is also the five hundred heavily armed soldiers that the El Fasher family promised to support us, this group of soldiers, according to the plan, was originally scheduled to go to the Western Front, what should we do now?" There's no soldiers there. ”
"Let Catrit arrange for them to quickly draw an army to the top." Buxton said angrily.
"The question is how did they get here?" Someone asked.
"They flew in from the Karon Bay area and launched a sneak attack, and it is true that we lacked effective defenses in that area. This is our rerelinquency. A small staff officer replied thoughtfully.
"What's the use of talking about it now, it's gone." Buxton said indignantly.
"The important thing now is to review the reasons for the failure of this operation." Intelligence Director Ferridge spat out a smoke ring and said slowly: "A modern-class cruiser, a Burke-class missile destroyer, and two frigates, such a lineup was beaten by the other party without any defense, it's just ..... It's ......" He pondered the vocabulary, but couldn't find a suitable adjective.
With a snap of his fingers, two discerning assistants spread out an enlarged map of the sea area on the conference table, and Feric tapped Kavendi's belly, tail, and flanks with his hand, "Here, here, and here, there are radar detection stations. The airport of the rescue society should be in the western suburbs of Jingjiang City, from this side to avoid all our detection sites, we must take the S-shaped route to bypass, the maximum range of the MiG-21 is 1300 km, the combat radius is 600 km, the bomb load is 3000 kg, if fully armed, probably can not fly 1100 km. ”
The crowd was solemn.
Even in the case of a tanker, this is an operation with no return.
"Yes, to avoid all the observation points, they have to make an additional 700 kilometers of detours, plus the coastline of Karon Bay, the oil is not enough to support them to launch an attack and then go back unharmed."
"The situation in Karon Bay is complicated, and we didn't expect the other side to be so extreme. It's called dark under the lights. Zafarula smiled, "Feric, what do you want to say?" Do their soldiers see death as home? I've seen them charge in the past few days, and I don't need to stress it too much. ”
"What is the Burke-class missile destroyer autoreload time? What is the duration of the stress response? Zafarullah asked.
Everyone frowned.
"What is the speed of a modern-class cruiser under normal conditions? Thirty or fifty? ”
The brow furrowed even deeper.
"What is the Aegis warning range? What is the reaction speed? Zafarula continued to ask, there is no need for the small staff officers below to provide accurate data, these basic common sense everyone knows by heart. The other party's voice of inquiry seemed to hit their hearts, rhythmically knocking and knocking.
"What do you mean?"
"Yes, everyone focused on the other side's use of high-power microwave weapons, thinking that our defeat came from the blindness of our fleet, from the suddenness and decisiveness of the other side, and from a higher degree of weaponry, but everyone think about it, are there no defects in high-power microwave weapons? In order to load high-power discharge elements, its load is large and does not fly fast. ”
"Also, on the vast sea, what is the difference between catching a fleet with the naked eye and looking for a needle in a haystack." Feridge tapped on the table and drew a circle on the map with a red pen, "Thirty knots of travel speed, on this route, assuming that the other party's spy agency has captured our movements, there is a supply fleet going to Cavendi, and the route plan has been leaked, it is impossible to accurately capture the sailing time." ”
"One minute faster, one minute slower, much worse." Feridge rubbed his temples, "The speed of thirty knots is equivalent to the opponent's search range of nearly 7,000 square kilometers. Look at it with the naked eye, looking for it in such a large area? ”
"Magnetic storms have affected our radar, aren't they?" Feridge knocked on the table: "The second-generation aircraft, when the performance is seriously bad, the radar cannot be used, what is the difference between this and being blind." ”
"The first is that they can't find it, and the second is that even if the blind cat encounters a dead mouse and is found by them, with the reaction time of the Burke-class missile destroyer, the enemy can bomb them more than a dozen times. Take a dozen second-generation aircraft to fight a whole modern fleet, what are the odds, everyone is not clear? ”
"Unless?"
"Yes, unless they knew where we were when they were in the magnetic storm zone, they would have launched missiles in the magnetic storm zone in advance. This is the only truth that makes sense, and it is also the most bizarre. Feridge said categorically.