I built an armada.

Chapter 731 Death wields his scythe, even God is useless
As for the pilots from the Eagle Tribe carrier-based aircraft formation who came to reinforce.

Each one was more arrogant than the other and they all wanted to wipe out the Longxia Air Force. However, not long after they approached the battlefield, crazy warning sounds from radars that locked onto their fighter planes were heard in the cabin!

The piercing noise was so loud that it almost exploded their brains; it was really too frequent.

Subconsciously, he glanced at the radar screen and saw the densely packed and rapidly moving cursors, which were the anti-aircraft missiles rushing towards them at a speed exceeding Mach 3.5.

William Carter, the commander of the Eagle Tribe's carrier-based aircraft formation, was shocked beyond words.

They have always been the ones bombarding and covering the enemy with firepower. When did they become the target of saturation attack by anti-aircraft missiles?

Did they get the script wrong? When they came to the Longxia tribe, did they turn the tables on Tiangang?

Before I had time to think too much, an exclamation was heard in the communication channel.

"Oh my god, where are we? Is this Shura Field? Why are there so many anti-aircraft missiles? Are these all from the Longxia tribe? How can they have such advanced anti-aircraft missiles? Isn't the number too much?"

"Fuck, my God, how could this happen? With so many incoming missiles, they will be shot down as soon as they enter the battlefield. Even God would probably be hit. I don't want to play this game anymore."

"Didn't they say that only the Longxia tribe's navy took action? This is obviously very different from the intelligence. We must retreat and absolutely cannot move forward. Let the people of Donghuang die on their own."

"Captain, let's retreat. We can't fight anymore. If we don't leave, our lives will be in danger."

"Damn it! We've been fooled. It's all the work of the Donghuang people. They are a bunch of bastards. Why did they provoke the Longxia people? They are crazy, and we can't go crazy with them."

Hearing the excited voices of the team members, William Carter's head was about to explode, and he hurriedly said: "If we retreat now, what about our mission?"

"It's already this late, and you're still thinking about the mission? It's good enough that we didn't become prey of the Longxia people. Captain, several carrier-based aircraft of the Donghuang tribe have been shot down. Didn't you see it?"

"Do you want us to die?"

After being reminded by his teammates, William Carter quickly glanced at the radar screen. As expected, in the short time he had just communicated with his teammates, the Donghuang tribe had lost more than 7 fighter jets.

This was just the result of a collision with the air-to-air missiles launched by the Longxia Air Force. The air defense missiles launched later had not yet entered the battlefield.

If they enter the battlefield, let alone the fighter jets of the Donghuang tribe, even if all of them were added in, they might not be enough to fill the gaps between these missiles. In the end, whether any one of them can escape alive will be a huge problem.

Without time to think too much, William Carter hurriedly shouted into the communication channel: "Damn it, hurry up, withdraw from the battlefield, everyone, withdraw, quickly!"

He knew that if he didn't order a retreat, it would be too late.

"Yes, Captain."

"Thank you, Captain, for saving my life. Oh my god, you are my second parents."

"I agree with that. William, you are a very wise commander. You didn't let us die in vain."

While maneuvering their fighter jets to leave the battlefield, the pilots expressed their gratitude to William Carter with great excitement. They all breathed a sigh of relief that they finally didn't have to go to their deaths.

The pilots of the Eagle Tribe, who had barely survived the first round of air-to-air missiles, were still in shock and didn't care about any battle plans. They were sharpening their knives and seeking revenge on the Longxia Tribe Air Force.

Especially the Donghuang tribe, which had lost more than 20 fighter jets before even fighting. What’s the point of fighting next? Every second they stay will result in one more second of casualties!
As for the counter-measure plans they had made previously, they had completely forgotten about them. The only thing they had in mind now was how to save their lives.

Faced with anti-aircraft missiles flying all over the sky, none of that matters anymore. Staying alive is the best strategy and the only right thing they can do.

No matter what, everyone knows that entering the battlefield is tantamount to dying in vain, and there is no value in dying at all.

Of the 52 fighter planes of the Donghuang tribe, only 18 are left.

The Eagle Tribe's vanguard had 12 carrier-based aircraft, but two of them were lost, leaving only 10. The second round of air combat actually began only half a minute later.

At this time, the Eagle Tribe's Third Carrier-based Aircraft Combat Squadron had successfully reunited with them, and under the command of William Carter, they quickly changed direction and went back!
As for the 4th Combat Wing on the way, they were about to reach the battlefield, but after receiving the retreat order, even though they didn't know what was happening, they subconsciously chose to return, but the speed of their fighter planes slowed down.

Except for the 18th Combat Wing, the first three combat wings, with a total of 32 fighter jets, and the fighter jets of the Donghuang Tribe are still on the battlefield and have not escaped danger.

The radar warnings on these fighters were blaring like crazy, forcing the pilots to turn off the sound and only keep the light warnings on to let them know that they were still under the pursuit of the missiles.

Except for the fact that the distance was too far at the beginning, it was almost beyond the range of the air defense missiles and therefore was not included in the attack range of the air defense forces on Longzhua Island. As for the three that came in first, they were all targets of these air defense missiles.

This is because the air defense radar on Longzhua Island has a detection range of more than 500 kilometers, but the target locking range of the fire control radar is only 500 kilometers, so all fighter jets that enter this locking range can be listed as attack targets.

Of course, these are all selected autonomously by the air defense missiles, without any human intervention. There are enough targets within the range, and the manual locking speed is too slow, and the work efficiency is far lower than that of computers.

If it weren't for the fact that the 4th Combat Wing was some distance away from the battlefield, and if they were locked onto it in advance, it would inevitably alert the enemy and scare them into turning around and leaving immediately, there would be no need to launch so many missiles.

All we can say is that the air defense forces on Longzhua Island wanted to bring all those batches of incoming targets into the attack range and solve the problem once and for all, thus wasting the already limited and precious air defense missiles.

"Everyone, pay attention, the ground-based anti-aircraft missiles are coming, everyone should be prepared to meet them."

Seeing the changes in the incoming target on the radar, William Carter hurriedly gave loud orders.

Then, he hurriedly turned on the afterburner, and the fighter quickly entered a state of supersonic attack. Instead of starting the journey to the battlefield, it fled at the fastest speed.

The other pilots followed suit and quickly turned on the afterburner.

For a moment, the roar of fighter jet engines resounded throughout the sky. The explosion sound produced when breaking through the sonic boom was like an oversized firecracker, exploding non-stop, as if celebrating in advance that their captain had made a wise choice to escape!

If they still maintained the previous non-afterburner speed, I'm afraid none of them would be able to escape the battlefield alive. Even if the fighter jets were now at the maximum speed, supersonic, coupled with the decoys and tracers constantly thrown from the tail of the fighter jets, it would be really lively. If you watch from the sea, you will definitely see that this is the most beautiful escape picture in the night sky.

On the other side, inside the main control room of the North Wind.

Seeing the fighter jets that had been flying in formation in an orderly manner before now in chaos, as if a hornet's nest had been poked and hornets were flying everywhere, Mai Onodera could not help but let out a long and resentful sigh, her body shaking uncontrollably, as if she had some serious illness.

"Several of our fighter planes were shot down, but luckily they retreated."

"But this also means that the second round of air combat will end in another miserable defeat. Damn Longxia people, they are too despicable and shameless... I want to fight them in a one-on-one duel!"

Mai Onodera shouted in grief and anger, and finally an unprecedented ruthlessness burst out of her eyes.

Even though he had witnessed several tragic defeats before, his mental quality had improved a lot and his ability to withstand stress had become stronger, but at this moment, seeing such a tragic defeat, he was still extremely sad and angry.

He felt like he was about to despair. Every time he saw that the Longxia troops had no solution and the initiative on the battlefield was about to shift to their hands, a "surprise" would suddenly appear in an unexpected place, frightening him so much that he broke out in a cold sweat.

The performance of the Longxia troops was truly remarkable. They were able to find their weaknesses every time and then beat them severely, leaving them without any chance of resistance. If they did not want to die, they could only retreat.

The deputy captain on the side was also not idle. He was holding a military telescope and staring at the night sky in the distance. There were always flashes of fire there. He vowed to light up that sky, but it was soon swallowed up by the dark night.

He knew very well what the flashes of fire meant, and he couldn't help but let his Adam's apple twitch back and forth several times. He said in horror: "Explosion, another explosion, our air force..."

The scene of hundreds of anti-aircraft missiles firing at the same time was so spectacular, yet so terrifying, that it made his head buzz, yet he was deeply worried about his own air force.

Because, in this environment, even if God drove a fighter jet over, he would be ruthlessly shot down, and there would be no chance of survival. There were only so many fighter jets, but the number of missiles was maintained at a probability of three to one.

In other words, each fighter jet was assigned three anti-aircraft missiles, with a speed exceeding Mach 3. Even if the fighter jet turned on the afterburner and entered the supersonic flight state, it could not reach Mach 2.

You can't run away, and you can't win by fighting. In the end, there is only one result: the fighter jets are constantly shot down!

"It's so tragic! It's so tragic!"

Onodera Mai let out a helpless cry, but it also made him fall into deep self-blame.

The battlefield was clearly right above the North Wind, and he saw with his own eyes his own fighter planes being shot down one after another, but he could only be furious and helpless, with nothing he could do.

When the first round of air-to-air missiles was chasing the fighter targets in the air, hundreds of red cursors suddenly appeared on the radar display and moved rapidly.

Obviously, there were more than a hundred anti-aircraft missiles, and their speed was even faster.

The air defense forces on Longzhua Island launched a second round of follow-up shots. Their goal was naturally to catch all the fighter jets in the air and not let any of them escape.

"Captain, emergency."

The radar monitor hurriedly reported loudly, looking extremely panicked, "Ambush, another missile launched by an ambush."

Another missile launched from an ambush?
Mai Onodera felt like she had become numb from hearing the noise, but she still ran over to the radar screen and started looking at it.

As for where the ambushes were, he no longer cared, because it was useless to care and it would only add to his troubles.

When his eyes focused on the radar screen, his pupils trembled violently as if an eight-magnitude earthquake had occurred, and his head felt like it was about to explode.

Oh my god, how can there be so many missiles, more than a hundred of them, and it seems like they will never end, right?
The first round of anti-aircraft missiles hasn't caught up with the target yet, and the second round is coming. Do we want to survive?

This is not a battlefield at all, but a purgatory on earth. Those fighter jets and pilots in the air have no way to survive except being shot down.

"Oh!"

Mai Onodera felt dizzy and then fell directly towards the main console, with her head hitting the steel handrail.

Even though the deputy captain reacted quickly, Onodera Mai's head still came into close contact with the armrest, and only then was he able to support her.

"Captain, how are you? Doctor, doctor..." The deputy captain panicked and shouted hurriedly.

He was really worried that Mai Onodera had hit her head and was stunned.

"I am fine."

Mai Onodera touched her forehead which was hit by the impact, and sat down on the chair powerlessly. She even spoke in a weak voice and looked very weak.

"Why is this happening? We've already sensed that they're helpless, but we still manage to turn defeat into victory every time."

Onodera Mai held the handle with her hand and said angrily, "The Longxia army set traps for our two countries' coalition forces one after another, and we just jumped into them. They are too insidious and cunning!"

"Captain, what should we do next?" The deputy captain was also helpless and asked after hesitating for a moment.

Onodera Mai took a deep breath and responded weakly, "What else can we do? Apart from informing our air force of the specific situation, we should tell them not to worry about anything and just run as fast as they can."

"This is a dead end. Even if God came in, he would be crushed into a pulp!"

The deputy captain was startled and quickly responded, "Yes, Captain!"

He also saw that the Longxia army had firmly controlled the initiative on the battlefield from the very beginning.

(End of this chapter)