3 minutes ago.
30 nautical miles east of the cyclone.
The aircraft carrier fleet, surrounded by heavy cruisers, guided missile destroyers, etc., has completed its formation.
The howling sea wind blew by, and giant beasts appeared in the sea from time to time, eyeing this uninvited fleet.
However, this aircraft carrier formation, as a fleet personally commanded by Conan Gallatin, the 3-star US Alliance general, invests astronomical military expenditures every year, and is fully equipped in all aspects.
When the behemoths emerged from the sea, the groups of constructed mechas that rose into the air mercilessly attacked these behemoths with devastating blows.
Soon the blood turned the surrounding sea red.
At first, there were behemoths who were not afraid of death, but as more and more behemoths were killed by the ship-borne mechas, those behemoths with higher star levels finally became a little scared.
They tested the warning range of this aircraft carrier fleet...
As long as you don't go within 2,000 meters of the edge of the fleet, it's safe.
…
In the bridge room, Conan Gallatin lowered his eyelids and looked indifferently, adding tobacco to his wooden pipe.
He is now disappointed with the garrison on Kyushu Island.
Johnny Bernice, this guy who looks strong and smart turns out to be an idiot!
The communication was full of hype. Kyushu Island was at least 2 hours ahead of the Pacific Fleet, and it was time to arrive even at a tortoise speed, not to mention the Seawolf-class attack submarine, which was known for its speed.
But it has been 20 minutes past the agreed time, and no signal has been received about the garrison on Kyushu Island.
"Reporting to the general, the Third Near-Earth Flying Fleet has sent a preparation signal."
The two jet fighters flying in an S pattern above the aircraft carrier are the signal of the close-ground flying fleet.
Phew~
Lighting his pipe, Conan Gallatin took a long breath of smoke and sneered, "Shame on the Bernice family!"
…
Kyushu Island Station.
Johnny Bernice lit another Havana cigar, leaned on his large seat, and leisurely looked forward to the good days after his promotion.
Counting the time, those Seawolf-class submarines should have launched the first batch of missiles.
And he, the heir to the great Bernice family - Colonel Johnny, as the original initiator of the plan, will be appreciated by General Conan and pass on the glory of the family.
He took another beautiful puff of the cigar, and the spicy and mellow taste mixed together, making people feel comfortable all over.
…
There was silence in the bridge room for a full minute. Conan Gallatin finished smoking the tobacco in his pipe and placed it on the walnut tray. He stood up, straightened his uniform, and then cursed:
"Wang Defa!"
"Without waiting for that idiot, let the Pacific Fleet hold the opening ceremony of this great plan."
"The first Sea Serpent-class guided missile frigate formation sets off."
The first formation quietly left the aircraft carrier formation, quickly arrived at the attack location, and set the missile attack parameters.
Sea Serpent-class frigates can launch cruise missiles and have powerful firepower capabilities.
As the ignition order was issued, a sheet of white mist rose into the sky. The first batch of sixteen Cobra ship-based missiles quickly took off, drawing a long arc in the sky and heading towards the west side of the huge cyclone. After completing the angle simulation of the Shencheng Fortress, these Cobra ship-based missiles equipped with high-explosive warheads slammed into the cyclone.
boom--
Boom boom boom!
Fiery flames bloomed on the side walls of the cyclone.
The near-ground fleet monitor, which could only carry out floating monitoring on the periphery of the cyclone, sent a signal to the floating command ship that the attack had been completed.
"A perfect start! I seem to have seen a majestic symphony."
The Third Near-Earth Flying Fleet, Louis Bode, this dark-skinned US Alliance Commodore with a shiny head, grinned his thick lips, revealing a pair of white teeth.
"Throw our great boys down, and I will award them medals of merit when they return home."
Black Louis whistled and dialed the communication number for Conan Gallatin, "General Conan, we have completed the deployment of mecha troops. My bottle of red wine that has been collected for twenty years will celebrate your arrival." Open with victory!”
Hearing Black Louis's voice, a smile appeared on Conan Gallatin's usually serious face. He cleared his throat and replied with his rich voice: "It's not to celebrate my victory."
"This is to celebrate another victory of the Glory! The Great US Alliance has once again effectively demonstrated to the world the preciousness and hard-won right to freedom of navigation!"
The black braised egg in the airship curled his lips in disdain, but his voice was equally impassioned, "For the sake of peace! For freedom!"
The adjutant next to the black braised egg secretly wiped his face. Brigadier General Louis's saliva was really smelly.
The third fleet near the ground changed direction and soon disappeared into the depths of the fog.
Looking around the world, there is only one US alliance, and no one else, who dares to brave the fog and waves in the deep sea.
…
In the sky, 400 construction pilots fell like raindrops, and there were flying winged beasts who overestimated their capabilities and wanted to grab food, but the "food" in their eyes poured out tons of firepower in the sky.
As each flying winged beast was beaten into plasma, the giant beast in the distance became more and more honest.
Pieces of air waves rose beneath the mecha. The fleet soldiers on the heavy cruiser had cheerful smiles on their faces, and even the excited ones whistled.
Conan Gallatin stood in the bridge room with his hands behind his hands, looking at the dark blue water in his limited field of vision, with sharp light blooming in his narrowed eyes.
"The Unsinkable Fortress Alaska Fortress has been reduced to ruins. How can the Shencheng Fortress remain standing in the east of the world!"
He made a fist with his right hand and slammed it on the table.
"The second batch of missiles, launch!"
General Conan's sneer, the cheers and whistles of countless warship soldiers, and the sound of surging air waves...
The second batch of ship-based Cobra missiles roared into the sky.
"Long live the United States!"
“The Star-Spangled Banner lives on forever!”
Amid the excited roars, people seemed to see red light blooming in the distance.
…
There was indeed a red light blooming in the distance.
Zhao Longjia, who had just stepped out of the cyclone, had accomplished a shocking feat without everyone else knowing!
——The only person so far who has withstood all the firepower of the US Alliance with his thin body!
The firelight reflected the giant beast's cheeks red.
Some giant apes that clung to the towering trees and looked out through the passage widened their eyes in surprise.
That little shrimp-like human actually withstood firepower that even they didn't dare to withstand!
The most terrifying thing was that there was a roar.
A brilliant firestorm rose into the sky, and the air waves that originally dispersed around were forcibly pulled back by an inexplicable pulling force.
The flames in the center of the explosion spread outwards, and the already spread air waves were pulled inwards, eventually forming a strange offset scene, with pieces of irregular flames swirling and dissipating.
A red and dazzling halberd was raised to the sky.
After the Crescent Halberd, Zhao Longjia is covered in crimson armor, looking like the god of war in the apocalypse!
The surging star source power surged in the body, and there wasn't even a single scratch on the crystal armor.
The power of the B-class fog soldiers was undoubtedly demonstrated at this moment.
However, at this moment, the B-level fog soldiers could not block Zhao Longjia's wrath.
Even in Wuyuan Continent, no one dared to plot against him.
As soon as he stepped into the surface world, he was bombarded with a swarm of overwhelming missiles!
and……
He looked up suddenly, and a red light spot lit up in the distance again.
That was the second batch of missiles roaring towards us!
"A group of tiny ants from the surface world!"
"You have offended me!"
With the blessing of the crimson armor, Zhao Longjia's power is comparable to the 11th Star Realm and Storm Level, and finally blooms in this world without reservation.
The terrifying energy reacted at this moment and swept across all coastal radars.
