Armor Frenzy

Various voices from the Beiyuezhou fleet appeared alternately, constantly echoing in the bridge.

Every click of Qi Haifeng is very random. Every voice comes from different combat units. They are scattered and disordered. There are no life forms but the truth is precious. They are like brush strokes that fall on the canvas. , using the most simple and concise brush and ink, to outline a picture of war in the hearts of everyone.

There are warships, fighter planes, enemies... and soldiers who die generously.

A voice suddenly exploded in everyone's ears: "The insect bomb is in range, launch an interceptor missile, hurry up!"

"Intercept missile launch!"

"Continue, let me continue, you don't need to save missiles..."

"All attention, spread out in squadrons, spread out..."

"Fly far away, don't you die? Don't block Lao Tzu's shooting envelope..."

"Insect bombs, enemy salvos—"

"Medium-range missiles, free-fire—"

"Prepare to intercept bug bombs—"

"Where's the interceptor? Where's the interceptor—"

"It's all on their own, there are only a few interceptor ships in total—"

There were chaotic voices, except that the two sides began to use medium-range missiles to bombard each other, but they couldn't hear anything else at all.

It is an unspeakable torment for everyone to hear only the sound but not the picture, but if you can't even hear the sound, it will definitely be more tormented than it is now.

Bian Ge has nothing to say: "The interceptor ship seems to be very useful."

"It shouldn't be too bad. If there are enough intercepting ships, maybe all the bug bombs can be intercepted." Qi Haifeng said.

Ye Han said: "The effect of the battleship flying close is not bad, but the target is too big,"

"The goal of 011 is not too big, right?"

"011 all go up, who will **** the mothership?"

"The mothership won't enter the battlefield, so keep a safe distance? It's not enough to leave a few planes to **** it, and then it's over? Besides, there are machines and guns on the aircraft carrier. If you dare to come up and fight back, it's over?"

"That's not the case. There is no shortage of everything on the aircraft carrier, but the spaceship is too large, and the maneuverability is not good. The enemy planes can't escape if they come over. It's not a big problem. Certainly not."

There was another silence on the bridge, and after a while, Bian Ge broke the silence: "How did 011 arrange it?"

"convoy!"

"Anti-missile!"

Ye Han and Qi Haifeng said in unison, and the two looked at each other, Ye Han said first: "The specific analysis of the specific situation depends on what the commander thinks."

Qi Haifeng said: "The aircraft carrier relies entirely on fighter jets. It is useless to leave the 011 behind. It is more useful to put it on the front line!"

"Stop arguing, what are you talking about?" Long Jianguo stopped him.

Qi Haifeng twitched the corners of his mouth, his finger on the screen, and an unusually high-pitched voice said, "Steady, steady—"

He pointed his finger again, and an anxious voice said, "Left..."

Just said two words, the latter words were drowned out by another voice: "One thousand two hundred kilometers, each unit is ready to take the enemy-"

Bian Ge was stunned: "So far?"

"Not far." Ye Han said, "The speed of the fighter jet is at least 20 kilometers per second, and the speed of the aliens is also included. More than 1,000 kilometers will only take ten seconds."

Bian Ge looked shocked: "This is too fast, isn't it? Why not earlier?"

"Fighting missiles can travel up to 1,000 kilometers, and the radar won't lock if it's farther away." Ye Han said, "It doesn't seem like we can hear it with our ears. If you're sitting on a plane... I can guarantee that everything you see is full of missiles. ."

"So exaggerated?"

"It's not an exaggeration at all," Ye Han said, "The sky full of missiles and shells is like weaving a huge net, and fighter jets are like Xiaofei flying through the mesh, and they may be smashed to pieces at any time... It's hard to imagine such a scene. , only when you see it with your own eyes will you know how shocking it is."

"have you seen?"

"I have seen it." Ye Han said, "but not on the battlefield."

"Where is it not on the battlefield?"

"On the simulator of the naval school." Ye Han said, "I will have the opportunity to take you to try it in the future..."

At this time, Qi Haifeng's fingertips just landed on the screen, and a voice hoarsely said: "The twenty-fifth regiment is in contact with the enemy, the first team at nine o'clock, the second team at two o'clock, and the third team at four o'clock. dash-"

Pointing the finger again, another voice said urgently: "One group on the left, two groups on the right, and the third group at any time to support—"

"Locked, locked, missiles fired, fired—"

Qi Haifeng opened another soundtrack, and suddenly an excited voice came out: "203, I'm biting it!"

Click on another audio track with the same frequency, and another voice immediately popped up: "Where's the missile, stop chasing 204, launch the missile now!"

"The missiles are out, I can do it..."

"Enemy aircraft, evade, evade immediately..."

There was a sudden groan in the communication, as if under great pressure, and the appearance of a pilot gnashing his teeth appeared in everyone's heart at the same time.

The humming was quickly replaced by excitement: "Captain, I hit, I killed him!"

"Good boy, well done..."

boom……

The praise came to an abrupt end, and only 204 roared in anger: "Captain - Dog Day's ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ My Day, your ancestors..."

There was another bang, and the frequency fell into silence.

Qi Haifeng's fingers trembled, but after hesitating for a moment, his fingers fell again, and a panicked voice was startled and angry: "Insect bombs, intercept them!"

"Intercept missile launch... assault, full speed assault..."

In the communication, he let out a long sigh: "Damn, it's almost finished, rush up to entangle them, Seventh Brigade, it's up to you!"

"Just look... what's ahead..."

"Evasion and avoidance... good guy, luckily I didn't rush in, it was acid mist..."

Qi Haifeng's fingers suddenly stopped, and he raised his head abruptly, looking very surprised: "Received a video signal!"

"Where did it come from?"

"I don't know." Qi Haifeng tapped his finger, and the picture on the main screen suddenly changed.

The picture on the main screen is a distant view of the battlefield, covering most of the battlefield. Your own fighter jets are entangled with the alien swarm, and you have me and you, and various missiles of humans and aliens. The sky was flying, straight lines, arcs, snakes, and various trajectories overlapped together, as if a dense net covered the entire battlefield.

The explosions were one after another, more dazzling than the festive fireworks.

As soon as everyone's eyes landed on the main screen, they were dazzled by the chaotic situation. Everyone finally knew what Ye Han said about the sky full of missiles.

Bian Ge's eyeballs almost didn't cramp: "My God, this has become a pot of porridge!" Just listening to it with ears is somewhat organized, but after looking at it with eyes, you can't see the slightest bit of order, and the battle field that has been grouped into a ball has been It can't be described in a single word.

"Look here!" Qi Haifeng suddenly pointed to the bottom of the screen, where a row of Class 011 battleships was approaching the battlefield.