In the small fuselage of the aircraft, the dispatcher on the Datang Empire Navy early warning aircraft grabbed the walkie-talkie in his hand and said to the destroyer on guard outside: "An enemy ship was found with a small reflection cross section and a slow speed. It is suspected to be an enemy ship. Submarine...please go and confirm!"
"Destroyer Tengyun 06 understands! It is rushing to the target area!" In the communication channel, a navy destroyer's duty mate responded to the order of the early warning aircraft.
Almost at the same moment, on the bridge of the aircraft carrier Viva Dorn, the flagship of the Combined Fleet, John Cleeves, the commander-in-chief of the Combined Fleet, received a communication from the submarine force from the hands of the communications officer.
"We only received one communication and it was interfered with." The communications officer said: "Under normal circumstances, similar intelligence has to be sent twice."
"They discovered an enemy plane? More than 800 kilometers away from us?" John Cleeves muttered in disbelief, and then walked to the chart table.
He carefully measured the distance at sea, drew a large circle with his fleet as the core, and found that there was absolutely no enemy airport nearby.
In other words, the enemy's aircraft carrier has arrived nearby! But he still doesn't know where the enemy is.
"The enemy has launched a plane... The situation seems not to be optimistic anymore." He looked at his staff officer: "The submarine did not find the enemy's warship. Do you think we should let the plane take off?"
"We can let the fighter jets take off! Protect the airspace of the fleet... In addition, we should send out reconnaissance aircraft to find the exact location of the enemy." The staff officer gave a more conservative suggestion: "In addition, we can let the Stuka attack aircraft hang bombs and wait for takeoff. The command."
"You're right! Let the pirate fighter jets take off!" John Cleeves nodded and agreed with the chief of staff's suggestion: "Take off immediately! Also, turn on the alert fleet radar! Search the nearby waters!"
As the commander of the fleet, John Cleeves knew very well where his advantages lay. His fleet has more warships, so he can let the warships take on part of the search and attack tasks at critical moments.
Soon, the alert fleet, which was activated for reconnaissance, sent back embarrassing news: the radar had been interfered with. The Tang Empire was very familiar with the warship radars it sold, and the frequency was naturally no secret. Electronic warfare aircraft could easily deal with these outdated electronic devices.
The current combined fleet is no different from a blind man. They can only rely on the most primitive method of taking off reconnaissance planes to find their opponents.
"The radar has been interfered with..." After receiving the feedback, the chief of staff returned to the chart table and reported to his commander.
"What's going on over there with the reconnaissance plane?" John Cleeves asked nervously. In fact, he knew very well that since the radar couldn't be used, the reconnaissance plane naturally couldn't transmit the information back in time.
Sure enough, the officer in charge of communications shook his head and gave some bad news: "We seem to have been interfered with and have no way to get in touch with the reconnaissance aircraft."
On the other side, the Tang Empire's naval fleet had begun to turn sharply for the second time, choosing a headwind route, and then ejected the intruder attack aircraft that had been waiting at the ejection position.
Behind, a Phantom fighter jet with its folding wings loaded with Thunderbolt missiles was waiting in the take-off area. The ground crew was busy, and the deck was full of shouts and people waving model sticks.
Standing on the bridge, overlooking his carrier-based aircraft taking off one after another, Bernard was very relaxed. His fleet was releasing attack aircraft from a position so secure that his opponents didn't even know where he was.
Even if he knew it, the attack range of the opponent's carrier-based aircraft was not enough. If he wanted to close the distance, the opponent must at least be faster than his speed.
It's a pity that the opponent's speed is basically only about 25 knots, so there is no way to catch up with him. And even if he doesn't dodge and directly collides with it, his carrier-based aircraft can easily crush the opponent's junk that can reach the sky.
"It's actually useless to hang Thunderbolt missiles." The chief of staff kindly reminded his commander: "The other party has no jet fighters at all..."
"Just in case." Bernard replied coquettishly. In his opinion, taking off with Thunderbolt missiles can at least prove that the navy's combat effectiveness is no worse than that of the air force. This is his lifelong pursuit.
A Phantom fighter jet was ejected by a steam catapult. It shook for a moment and then began to climb, gradually flying into the distance.
Behind him, an Air Force dispatch officer came over and stood at attention and saluted Bernard: "Marshal! The first batch of strike aircraft groups has been formed and is flying to the target!"
"The enemy's position is very clear! The first wave of missile attacks will be launched in 50 minutes." After he finished speaking, he saluted and turned to leave. Bernard glanced at his watch and nodded with satisfaction.
Now that he had taken full initiative, if he couldn't win, he might as well find a place to hang himself. To put it bluntly, even if Tie Tie Gou was in his position now, Tang Jun would definitely win.
Soon, the second officer came over. He stood at attention, saluted, and reported to Bernard: "The destroyer Tengyun 06 sank an enemy submarine! It is now returning to the formation..."
Just now, the Qin submarine, which had exposed its position, discovered that a Tang Army destroyer was rushing towards them.
The frightened Qin submarine officers and soldiers immediately dived, but during the dive, they still saw the extremely fast, sci-fi-looking Tang Navy destroyer on the sea level.
Originally, they thought that as long as they dived deep enough and remained quiet, the other party would not notice them.
But reality slapped them in the face: the Tang Army's destroyer quickly discovered the Qin Army's submarine using sonar, and used a wire-guided torpedo...
A torpedo that can turn and find its target to attack... The Qin Navy has never seen one. The torpedo hit the Qin submarine accurately, causing the Qin submarine, which had dived to a depth of more than 30 meters, to quickly sink to the bottom of the sea more than 700 meters deep.
The whole process was so smooth that the submarine officers and soldiers of the Qin Navy did not know how they were discovered. They just felt violent shaking, and then the water swallowed them up.
On the other side, in the blue sky, twenty Type 6 Intruder attack aircraft equipped with anti-ship missiles, under the cover of four Phantom fighter jets, fiercely charged towards the sea area where the combined fleet was located.
Soon... dense spots of light appeared on their search radar screen.
(End of chapter)
