Grandpa Deng heard that Mao Zhenghua had thought it through very carefully, and immediately nodded and said, "Hmm, this is what it should be, you can do it. Luckily you let your soldiers train on the new battleship when they had nothing to do previously, so I really didn't see it. Your method was really useful today. Hmm, very good."

Mao Zhenghua was very happy to be praised by Grandpa Deng, but he still modestly replied, "Hehe, over there, am I afraid my soldiers won't know how to use the new type of battleship? If they could get familiar with it in advance, wouldn't they be able to have a fleet of battleships with fighting strength once they were in place? Back then, I did not think that it would be that long. Hehe, I was even a bit embarrassed when you guys praised me like this. "

Everyone was amused by Mao Zhenghua. Grandpa Deng smiled and said, "Alright, hurry up and make the arrangements. If you keep talking, we'll all be overwhelmed by your teasing."

Mao Zhenghua smiled and nodded before giving the order. Following his order, five large oil tankers, thirty transport ships, and a maintenance fleet set sail into the sea under the protection of fifteen ships, no one knew where their goal was, nor did they know where they went. The spies outside the military port also didn't know how to send this information to their superiors.

The submarine formation at the exit of the channel saw the radar's bright spots gradually approaching, and the distance was getting closer and closer. In the blink of an eye, they entered the range of attack, and the captain of the submarine formation immediately ordered the submarines to lock onto their targets, and after firing the first round of torpedo attacks, they immediately shifted their positions and began the second round of torpedo attacks.

With the reports from the submarines, the torpedoes had already locked onto their targets. The team leader immediately ordered the torpedo attack to begin and passed the message to Sun Guangbei.

Sun Guangbei received the message from the submarine unit in front of him, and immediately got the communicator to connect to He Hai. After the communication was received, Sun Guangbei impatiently said to He Hai, "Old friend, my movements have already started. The next major event is about to start. Prepare yourself."

He Hai chuckled on the phone, "Hur Hur, old buddy, just wait and see. Your air raid is about to start soon. Everyone, work hard."

Sun Guangbei laughed, "That's right, the pressure on my side isn't light. 2500 fighter jets have appeared and are roaring towards us, in just two minutes we'll be able to enter our range, so we can't help you, but your pressure is even greater now, haha, I'm sure you can do it. The South Sea Fleet is our Navy's best marine formation, and nothing can stop it."

He Hai bitterly smiled and said, "Haha, don't praise us too much, but we won't disappoint you and everyone else. It's a good show, let's just watch."

Sun Guangbei nodded, "Alright, take care."

He Hai also said seriously, "Alright, take care too."

After putting down the phone, He Hai got the communications officer to connect to the captain of the 1st formation of the bombers, Tan Tian. He said bluntly without any formalities, "Buddy, the mission has started. Please take care. Come back alive. We still need to drink together."

Tan Tian said in a short, capable voice, "Buddy, don't worry, we are the best. Of course we can come back alive. Take care. We're leaving."

Tan Tian switched to the public service channel and immediately shouted: "China Sky Hawk, China Sky Hawk, Begin the mission, one team will follow me to the 4th floor, follow me to the left, the 4th floor, follow me to the left, the 3rd team will follow Chen Ming to the right, the 4th team will follow us to the 4th floor, similarly, the 4th team will follow us, the 4th group will follow us, the 2nd team will follow me to the 4th floor, the 2nd team will follow me to the 2nd team, the 4th team will follow us, the 2nd team will follow me to the end of the mission."

Fighter jets formed in the sky and roared as they flew towards the Bay Arena fleet that was 50 miles away. The sky was filled with the shadows of the planes that blocked out the light of the sun.

When Tan Tian and the others were just forming their formation, He Hai ordered the fleet to lift anchor and pounce towards the Bay Arena Fleet, the missiles were also fired one step ahead of time, the second batch of missiles was already loaded, and after the bombers were formed their formation, they were fired again not far away. After two rounds of missiles were launched, the entire fleet immediately pounced towards their prey at their highest speed.

While Xiang Hou was in the command room thinking about how many enemy battleships to attack, his aide ran in anxiously, "General, it's bad. The advance troops were attacked by submarines underwater, causing heavy losses. This is the report from the front."

Hearing that, Xiang Hou immediately became spirited, jumping up from his chair. Not only did he not feel disheartened about the attack on his vanguard, he instead said very happily, "How many troops does the enemy have, and how many ships on the sea?"

The aide asked curiously, "According to the reports sent by the vanguard, the enemy only had 20 or so submarines stationed at the exit, and they were submarines that couldn't be detected by radar. As for battleships and cruisers, there were no reports."

After the aide-de-de-camp finished speaking, he immediately asked in a nervous tone, "Are you saying that the submarines of the mainland are invisible? Understood, I'm saying how did my submarine fleet end up in such a terrible state, it turns out that the mainland has already grasped the stealth technology of submarines, it's really too unexpected. Since they have about twenty submarines in front of them, then they have to have at least fifty to sixty battleships in front of them. Besides the thirty battleships that we are fighting against, there should be another battle formation ahead."

The aide-de-camp immediately nodded and accepted the order, and the fleet quickly made their way towards the passage. The fifty miles of sea passage could be said to have caused the Bay Navy to lose their mobility, which was also the reason for their destruction.

Just when the entire fleet was about to enter the channel, the radar displayed that the sixty forward cruisers had completely disappeared from the radar, which also proved that the vanguard formation had been completely eaten by the enemy, which greatly surprised the radars of the various fleets. This was too powerful, in such a short period of time the sixty cruisers were destroyed by the mainland's fleet, and the enemy had not appeared yet, how did they destroy the vanguard formation? Everyone started to draw their souls.

At that moment, over a hundred dots of light appeared from the left, and the radars thought it was an enemy fighter aircraft. He immediately sounded the air-raid siren, and after the siren's analysis, the radar personnel discovered that these dots of light were not from the mainland, but from a missile. They immediately reported the situation in panic.

Xiang who was contemplating on the enemy's manpower and deployment, immediately jumped when he heard the air-raid siren, thinking that the enemy was in front, how could they attack so quickly, immediately shouting: "aide-de-camp."

After shouting for a while, the aide-camp ran over anxiously, "General, we've been ambushed. There are hundreds of missiles flying towards us, activate the interception system immediately."

Xiang Hou was shocked by the sudden message, he grabbed the assistant's collar and said fiercely: "Didn't you report that there are no enemies here? How did they come out of nowhere? "How did you do that?"

The aide said helplessly, "General, the one in charge of reconnaissance is Gome. Our radar shows that there are no enemy battleships nearby, so now is not the time to complain. General, please give the order to intercept the enemy missiles, or else our fleet will suffer huge losses."

Xiang Hou fiercely threw the assistant out, saying in a stern voice, "Hmph, immediately get the ships to activate the missile interception system, don't let one missile land on the ground, let one fall on you, at the same time order the fleet to stop moving, wait for the enemy to come, activate all the weapon systems for me, who knows what else the fleet of the mainland will do?"

The aide-de-camp ran away in a sorry state, as if he had been granted amnesty. Seeing the aide-de-camp running away in a hurry, Xiang Yu started cursing at the beauty of the Gome tomorrow, causing his own fleet to encounter such a dangerous situation. There were still more than twenty submarines in front of him, eyeing him covetously. What good is there in selling us off to the mainland so easily?

As Xiang Hou was thinking about this question, the aide-de-camp once again braced himself and ran in, crying as he said, "General, kill me, I'm going crazy."

Xiang Yu was stunned by this sudden scene tomorrow. Only after a long time did he finally react and scold, "Are you singing that song? Your military position is no longer small. What are you doing? "

The aide-de-camp cried even more as he shook his head, "General, it's not that I can't stop them, it's the enemy's missiles that I can't intercept at all. Their missiles even managed to avoid our interceptor missiles, causing them to fly into the ocean.

After hearing what the aide-de-camp said, Xiang Hou was so angry that he wanted to kill someone, but he was not muddle-headed to the point of killing innocent people. After cursing for a long time, he came to his senses and asked, "How many battleships do the enemies have?" "How far is that from us?"

The aide shook his head helplessly and said, "General, we are too behind schedule. Right now, the radar doesn't have any signs of the Continental Fleet, only the signal of their missiles, but according to the direction of the traces of missiles on our radar, the enemy is firing three missiles from one battleship. Based on the number of missiles, the enemy's battleship could be between forty to forty-five, and there might be a submarine.

This time, Xiang Liang really couldn't take it anymore, cursing out loudly: "I, XX National Beauty, your old mother, you f * cking screwed me up this time! What kind of intentions are you cursing with!? Let the continent eliminate all of you and you all go and die!"

Just as he was cursing happily, the first batch of missiles had already displayed their effectiveness, a series of explosions caused Ding Hou and his aide-de-de-camp to fall to the ground, and a series of explosions resounded in their ears. After two whole minutes of explosions, the sound calmed down, and the moment they stood up, they saw another wave of missiles flying over, and the aide-de-de-camp immediately threw himself onto his back, pressing him tightly under the ground. Another intense explosion rang out, but this time, especially in Ding's ears, it immediately caused one of his ears to lose their hearing, faintly hearing the explosions around him weakening. If his aide-de-de-camp hadn't pounced on him in time, he would have already been smashed to pieces by these fragments. He had saved his life, but he had sacrificed his life.

The guards outside the door immediately rushed in after the explosion, seeing Xiang Hou crying bitterly while hugging the corpse of his aide-de-camp, they immediately came up and propped him up, saying, "General, please calm down, the enemy attacks are still continuing. You must now change your command ship, the command system here is already paralyzed, one of the enemy's missiles is aimed at the right side of the command room. Please leave the ship quickly."

After being shaken awake by the crowd, Ding Yi lowered his head to look at his aide-de-de-camp lying in a pool of blood, hardened his heart and left the command room along with the security personnel, and moved on to the other battleships, moving on to the new command flagship. The commander of this battleship was appointed as a temporary assistant, and the support team started working tomorrow.

Xiang tomorrow calmly sat in the command room, his eyes blood-red as he asked the new aide-de-de-camp, "How is the loss? Where is the enemy warship now? "

The aide-de-camp immediately took out the report below, and said with a bitter and cold face, "General, we have suffered a great loss this time, the battleship has been sunk by 15, the seriously injured 17, the slightly damaged 14, the intact 54, the cruiser has been sunk by 35, the seriously injured 42, the slightly damaged 35, the intact 5, the initially estimated number of casualties is more than 150,000, and the exact number is not available yet. The enemy's battleship should be 30 miles away by now, and we estimate that they will be in range in 15 minutes, General.

The more he listened, the more uncomfortable it became. Before he had even seen the shadow of the enemy, his own army had already been reduced by more than half. How could this be called fighting? Damn beauty Gouyu, as long as you let me live, I will definitely not let you off. This is even worse than paying a debt of blood!

Looking at the aide-de-camp's sorrowful look, he said in a deep voice, "Cheer up, we haven't lost yet, so try to fight a good battle with the mainland. Let me see how strong they are, let's order the fleet to use all of their strength to repair the repairable weapons system, the real evil war has just begun. The underwater missile system will give me a full sweep, and as long as we discover the enemy's torpedo, immediately strike down the enemy's submarine, we can't let them disrupt our battle formation."

After the aide-de-de-camp had gone down, Xiang Yu called a messenger tomorrow, "Send a report to the command center immediately. Our army has suffered an ambush from the fleet of the continent, and suffered heavy losses, losing a third of their troops. Please make a quick decision, we are in danger of being completely wiped out, the enemy's fleet is powerful, their numbers are huge, their weapons are advanced, and our defeat is only a matter of time. Just send it to me according to this idea, I want to see how they reply to me."

When he had asked the correspondent to send that half-truthful message, he had known that he had been shaken. When he was unable to make the final effort, he would not let his soldiers be sacrificed for nothing, now that the mainland was strong, and the beauty of the country was so unscrupulous, considering only their own interests, without taking into account even the slightest bit of benefits they had gained from the Bay Area. Through this assault, he had thoroughly understood the face of the beauty of the state, but now he could not be sorry for his loss of military uniform.

While he was lost in his thoughts, Tan Tian's fleet of bombers was finally discovered by the Bay Area Navy's lookout post. The air-raid alarm was sounded once again, because with their previous preconceived impression, the fleets all thought it was another missile attack on the mainland, all of them had a deathly pale face as they prayed that the missiles would not hit their battleships. They did not activate their anti-aircraft fire in time, and only when they saw the sky full of planes did they realize how big of a mistake they had made, however, everything was impossible to salvage, and even if they wanted to rescue Tan Tian, they would not give them the chance to do so.

He thought, "These missiles are really powerful, two rounds of missile bombardment solved such a big threat, and it seems like they're just waiting for me to end this." Thinking about this, he could not help but smile and open a public channel: "Everyone aim for me, the enemy does not have any fighter aircraft defense, and the fleet's air defense system has not been activated yet, so everyone, blow up their air defense system for me first, then they will wait for us to finish, and the operation will begin."

The bombers immediately began to dive down at the battleships, dropping their first bombs as the Gulf Coast Navy's anti-aircraft fire rang out. Then, they climbed away in perfect order to make another round of bombardment.

Another series of explosions pushed the Bay Area Navy into the abyss. As this bombardment was of no threat, the effect was perfect. Almost all of the remaining anti-aircraft artillery from the Bay Station Fleet had been disposed of by this bombardment, and now the entire fleet could confidently drop bombs like a dead target.

He thought to himself, "How could there be so many missiles in the fleet of the mainland? This warship only has five or six missiles, and they've already fired six of them, and how could there be more? He didn't know that the new type of missiles were built on the basis of twenty short-range missiles, eight medium-range missiles, and two long-range missiles. If he knew that the South Sea fleet still had four more missiles left, he would have definitely fainted from anger." Right now, a real fleet is as easy as an adult hitting a child to a bomber. He slumped back in his command chair and muttered, "It's over, it's completely over this time." "We're finished …"

Before he could regain his senses, the aide-de-camp ran in anxiously and shouted, "The enemy battleship of the general has appeared. Their figures have finally appeared. What should we do now?"

Before he could finish his sentence, the second round of attacks from the bombers had come. The important turret had once again been baptized by the bombs. The aide-de-camp who got up from the floor looked at the destroyed turret in a daze, not knowing what to do.

Xiang Hou smiled bitterly, "Let's see, how can we fight with the fleet of the continent without cannon fire? We're done for, we've really lost completely, we're actually paralyzed by them when they first appear. What an annoying joke. Eh, they're all damnable Gome beauties." "Hm?"

Before he could finish, the messenger who had been sent a message reported, "Reporting, General. The command center's reply has arrived. They have ordered us to do our best to restrain the navy and air force of the continent. They will rush over to support us as long as the Kaohsiung battlefield appears as a buffer."

Xiang Hou smiled bitterly at the sky, "Good, very good. If you give up on us at this time, then we don't have anything unkind about it. We will order all the fleet to surrender and receive the commander of the mainland's fleet. I want to talk to them."

The messenger immediately ran out happily to give the order.

The aide looked at the pained Xiang Hou and said, "General, don't be too sad. Perhaps this isn't a bad thing, maybe after we return to the mainland, we'll be much better off than when we follow Gomez. Gomez truly isn't a good person, they knew that they would use us to their advantage and didn't treat us as human beings at all. I completely agree with your decision.

If Goumei wasn't so heartless, I wouldn't have let the warship surrender even if I had to fight to the death. But now it's a different story, Gummei wants to use the army that's blocking our way of attack, and she also wants to get rid of us through the hands of the mainland, they think too well of it, even if I become a sinner of the Party, I still can't let them succeed, not to mention that I can't just push them into the abyss of the sea. Through this battle, I believe that the mainland will lead us to glory, much stronger than those wolves that are following Goumei. "

The aide nodded in agreement, "Yes, I believe what you said is right, right now the mainland is developing very quickly, it can be said to have already far surpassed the speed of development of some developed countries in the west. According to this rate of development, I think that before long, China will be the strongest country in the world, and I believe that if we follow the mainland, we won't suffer anymore."

Xiang Hou's mood improved greatly, nodding as he said, "I hope that's the case. Let's go, let's invite them to descend."

Just as Tan Tian arrived in a roundabout way with his bombers, preparing to bomber the Gulf Coast Fleet for the third time, he suddenly saw a white flag rise up from the Bay Platform Fleet. He immediately shouted to the public channel, "Slow down the attack. Let's see what happens to the other side."

The voice of Chen Ming, the captain of the 3rd bomber squadron said, "Hey, are we scared of the Navy at Bay Station? Why are they hanging the white flag? Is it some sort of conspiracy or some internal movement?"

Bao Da, who was in the second bombardment formation, also said in confusion, "That's right, this is just the beginning. It's not that they don't have any strength left to fight back, but something must have happened inside of them or they are plotting something. I say, Tan Tian, should we continue attacking or retreat?"

Tan Tian shook his head, "Even if we can't attack or retreat, let's wait in the sky above their battleship. Two fighter jets and one enemy ship, pay attention to the distance in the sky. If they dare to play any tricks, I'll make their deaths look bad."

Everyone had heard Tan Tian's order, they all felt that it was too good for him to order them to do so. It wasn't impossible for them to fire from the high altitude, but the prerequisite was that there was no threat from the ground, otherwise no one would dare to do so even if they had 100 times the guts. However, it was different now.