I built an armada.

Although the combat capability of the air force base has been basically eliminated, it will still take about an hour for the comprehensive supply ship to arrive, and too many variables will occur during this time.

"We can't just sit there and wait for death. We must think of a way to avoid the risks of exposing our position as much as possible." Cao Youren supported his chin with his right hand and fell into deep thought.

At that moment, countless thoughts came to my mind.

Should we use all the missiles on the four warships? Should we launch a concentrated fire attack once we find the enemy? In any case, we need to hold on until the supplies are completed.

Or should we deploy a supply formation, leave some ships around to guard, and attack when we spot the enemy?
Or should they all turn around and return to their own waters and let the two combat corps protect them?

While Cao Youren was thinking about countermeasures, through real-time radar monitoring, people from the First and Second Combat Corps also learned about the damage caused by the Third Combat Corps.

That’s right, the second attack on the Donghuang tribe’s air force base on the Aleu Islands was a complete success.

Although the specific damage effects are not yet clear, it is not important.

Four missiles hit the target one after another, which was enough to give the Japanese devils in the East Wilderness at the air force base a hard time.

In response to this, Captain Chen and Captain Dong also breathed a sigh of relief, because judging from the current situation, it has not deviated from their expectations overall and the situation is very good.

Seeing that all the sailors in the main control room were immersed in the joy of victory, the two captains had to specifically remind the sailors to continue to maintain high morale, guard against arrogance and impatience, and meet the enemy's more fierce attacks.

After kicking the East Wasteland devils out of the battlefield, their real target became the Eagle Tribe, the current number one military power on Blue Star! The real fierce collision was still waiting for them.

After the ideological mobilization was completed, the sailors became full of fighting spirit again. Everyone of them wished they could have a head-on collision with the Eagle Tribe at this moment, and draw their swords against the enemy like their ancestors, without fear of life or death!
On the other side, inside the main control room of the North Wind.

Mai Onodera is still immersed in the grief brought by the huge loss suffered by the aircraft carrier Fukuno and has not yet recovered.

At this moment, the signalman suddenly ran over and reported in a panic: "Captain, the air force base has lost contact."

"Nani?"

Onodera Mai didn't react for a moment and said, "Say it again?"

The signalman hurriedly reported again truthfully: "Captain, we just tried to contact the air force base, but found that we couldn't contact them."

Onodera Mai frowned and asked in confusion: "Why did the air force base lose contact?"

"Captain, the situation is unclear."

The signalman reported with a serious face, "Just now, we contacted the headquarters base once in a while according to the usual practice, but after the last communication, we could no longer contact each other. It happened suddenly."

Upon hearing this, Onodera Mai's heart skipped a beat, and she immediately had a very ominous premonition.

So he hurriedly urged, "Bakayalu, if you can't get through, why don't you keep calling? No matter what, you must get through to the air force base."

After cursing, the signalmen started to communicate again, looking quite flustered.

Mai Onodera was walking back and forth in the same place, with a chill running up from the soles of her feet to the top of her head. This was another piece of terrible bad news. How could there be no good news?

Of course, he didn't know that Hayashi Yaichiro had been killed in the bombing, and even the communications center had been completely destroyed.

"Why did the air force base suddenly lose contact? Why did this happen? What happened?"

Onodera Mai was anxious, "This shouldn't be the case. It doesn't make sense at all."

After only a moment, Onodera Mai couldn't wait to ask, "How's it going? Have you made contact?"

"Report to the captain, we are still trying to make contact." The communications soldier said helplessly, cold sweat breaking out on his forehead.

Located in the waters of the Donghuang tribe, in the main control room of the Fukuno aircraft carrier.

At this moment, Chiaki Matsuda was worrying about how to deal with the next round of missile attacks, and suddenly he heard the voice of the deputy captain: "Captain, look..."

In order to clearly indicate the direction, the deputy captain pointed to the night sky, and at the end a fire appeared, as if it was going to burn the sky clean.

Chiaki Matsuda looked over and immediately frowned. It was obvious that there was a fire somewhere at the end.

"Then, that is our air force base on the Aleutian Islands?" Chiaki Matsuda reacted immediately and asked tentatively.

"Yes, Captain." The second captain responded quickly.

At this moment, Chiaki Matsuda suddenly remembered that the air force base had urgently dispatched seven fighter jets to provide support, naturally to deal with the second wave of attacks from the Longxia Navy.

But at that time he was busy dealing with the anti-ship missile attack of the Longxia Navy, so he had no time to pay attention to the situation at the air force base.

After coming to his senses, he hurriedly ordered the signalman: "Quick, contact the air force base and ask them what the situation is. Please don't let anything happen. General Hayashi Yaichiro is still up there."

That’s right, what he is most worried about now is the life and death of General Hayashi Yaichiro.

If he died in battle, they would have lost a general before this round of war was over. It would be a huge loss, unprecedented in previous wars.

"Yes, Captain!"

After receiving the order, the communications soldier immediately began to call the air force base using the communicator.

"This is the USS Fukuno, calling, calling, please answer, please answer!"

"This is the USS Fukuno, calling..."

After calling several times in a row, the communicator did not receive any response. The signalman was immediately depressed and had to look at Chiaki Matsuda and report: "Captain, we still cannot get in touch."

Still no contact? What on earth is going on? Have they really been hit? Are they in trouble?
Chiaki Matsuda didn't dare to think any further, and looked at the vice-captain, only to see that his face was very ugly, so gloomy that it seemed as if water was dripping out of it. It was obvious that the vice-captain had already guessed something.

The next second, the other party spoke in a very serious tone: "Captain, our air force base is very likely to have been hit by missiles again."

"No, it's impossible."

Chiaki Matsuda shook her head subconsciously, "Maybe they are just moving and haven't restored the communication system yet. Let's wait a while."

Rather than saying that he didn't believe it, it would be better to say that he didn't dare to believe that all this was true.

Seeing the fire gradually getting weaker at the end of his sight, the deputy captain murmured: "Maybe, I hope they don't get hit again."

At the same time, hundreds of kilometers away, in the sea northeast of the Donghuang tribe.

While the exchange of fire was taking place in the southwest direction, the White Bear Tribe Air Force fighter formation and the Eagle Tribe Air Force formation over the sea were also not idle. They had already engaged in a fierce air exchange of fire.

Twelve Su-30 heavy fighters faced off against six F6 Hornet fighters from the Eagle Tribe. The White Bear Tribe Air Force, which had an absolute advantage in numbers, had successfully shot down one F18 Hornet.

In addition, one of the two air-to-air missiles that attacked Dark Sword No. 1 was hit by an air-to-air missile launched by a White Bear Tribe Air Force fighter and exploded in the air.

As for the other one, after Dark Sword No. 1 entered the supersonic cruise state, it released a series of decoy bombs and successfully intercepted it, and it also exploded in the air.

It was precisely because of the release of the decoy bomb that the Dark Sword No. 30 was captured by the radar of the Su- fighter jet of the White Bear Tribe.

Even though the signal flashed by and existed for only a few seconds, the White Bear Tribe Air Force already knew that there was a very mysterious fighter plane in this fierce air battle.

However, the current battle situation is too tense, and the pilots of the White Bear Tribe do not have enough time to analyze the enemy nature of this fighter. They almost subconsciously mistake the Dark Sword No. 22 for the Eagle Tribe's fifth-generation stealth fighter F Raptor.

After all, looking around the world, according to the intelligence they have obtained, the only aircraft that can achieve stealth and supersonic cruise is the Eagle Tribe's F22 Raptor.

As for the U-2 high-altitude, high-speed reconnaissance aircraft, it does not have stealth capabilities, and its fastest flying speed is only 0.8 Mach, making it even more impossible to achieve supersonic cruise.

This discovery immediately made them all alert and more nervous.

You have to know that when facing the fifth-generation stealth fighter, the Su-30 they use has no way to capture it. If the radar cannot lock it, it naturally cannot use missiles to attack. Therefore, they can only use visual and optoelectronic equipment to fight, and then eliminate the opponent through dogfighting.

In the formation communication channel, White Bear Tribe Wing Commander Chobarev urgently reminded: "Attention, all units, an F22 fighter jet from the Eagle Tribe has been spotted. Everyone stay alert and pay attention to its presence."

"Yes!"

Antonovsky and other pilots from the White Bear Tribe responded in unison. They naturally didn't know that the so-called 'F22' was just a Dark Sword No. reconnaissance aircraft.

However, the air force pilots of the Eagle Tribe thought that the mysterious reconnaissance plane with high altitude, high speed and stealth capability belonged to the White Bear Tribe, and they intercepted this reconnaissance plane.

As a result, both sides became more vigilant against Dark Sword One, fearing that it would slip through the net.

As for the F18C carrier-based aircraft that was chasing Dark Sword One in the front, after some struggle, it finally succeeded in destroying the air-to-air missile launched by Dark Sword One, and quickly caught up from behind.

After seeing that his fighter formation was at a disadvantage in the battle against the White Bear Tribe's Su-30, he hurriedly changed his strategy and joined the battlefield.

Soon, the second F18C that caught up also joined the battlefield.

In the eyes of the White Bear Tribe pilots, the current balance of power in the air is that the Eagle Tribe has 7 F18 Hornet fighters and a stealth fighter suspected to be an F22. This makes them a little confused, and they have become more cautious and careful.

They had to spare extra energy to guard against the sudden attack launched by Dark Sword One!

Just at this time, the East Wilderness Tribe's air defense forces deployed on the ground finally allowed them to seize the opportunity and attack the White Bear Tribe's fighter jets.

"boom!"

Dozens of surface-to-air missiles took off from the ground and rushed towards the White Bear Tribe fighter jets.

With the sudden addition of this force, the already chaotic air battle instantly became even more chaotic.

Seeing that the situation was extremely unfavorable to his side and that there was no way out, the White Bear Tribe Captain Chobarev immediately communicated with his superiors and informed them of the relevant situation. After getting permission, he immediately ordered: "Retreat, the current situation is not favorable to us."

After the order was given, 12 Su-30 fighter jets, including the lead plane, withdrew from the battlefield while dodging the incoming missiles.

The fighters from the Eagle Tribe would not miss such a good opportunity and would naturally keep on fighting.

Naturally, surface-to-air missiles have no way of aiming at the Dark Sword 1, mainly because it has superb stealth capabilities that make it impossible for ground radars to lock on to it.

Seeing that the current situation was becoming more chaotic, Xie Zhenyu seized the opportunity and quickly controlled the Dark Sword No. 1 to fly towards the west at the maximum angle and speed.

There was no time for him to save fuel at this moment, so he naturally drove at the maximum speed of 2.2 Mach. Whether he could escape depended on this moment.

Seeing the White Bear Tribe Air Force fighter formation and their secret weapon retreating in two completely different directions on the radar screen, the Eagle Tribe pilots were all confused and had no idea what was going on.

Oh shit, aren't they from the same family? Why did they split up and run in two directions?
As a result, the biggest problem facing them was who to chase.

One of them shot down one of their F18 Hornets. It was full of hatred. Every pilot was itching to hate them and they had to shoot them down to vent their hatred.

On the other side is the mysterious reconnaissance plane that conducted close reconnaissance and obtained a large amount of their military intelligence. Its value is basically equal to the hatred value, so it must be shot down.

In the previous round of aerial collision, both they and the White Bear Tribe's fighter planes consumed a lot of missiles, which made them a little difficult and gave them a headache.

On the other side, in the capital of Longxia tribe, the headquarters of the naval base.

In the command hall, after receiving the successive reports from the front line, Zhang Zhaoxin did not dare to be negligent and rushed to the conference room immediately to report the success to Liu Huaming and others. (End of this chapter)