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Chapter 873 The trump card weapon has fallen into the hands of the Dragon Xia people, I'm not convinced!

"What's wrong with you? Didn't you hear my orders?"

Seeing that the other party hadn't made a move for a long time, Kurila glared at the staff officer with great dissatisfaction, then changed the subject, "Fine, you don't need to read it, just give it to me, I'll read it myself."

"Yes."

The staff officer secretly breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly handed the telegram to Douglas with both hands.

Douglas's pupils dilated violently at that single glance, as if a magnitude 12 earthquake had struck, and he was speechless for a long time.

The senior commanders sitting nearby were shocked by what they saw. They quickly leaned over to take a look, and then sat down again in silence, their expressions even more solemn, as if a heavy stone was pressing down on them, making it hard for them to breathe.

It was more like the hand of death, gripping their necks!

"What happened?"

The senior commanders sitting at the back were even more puzzled and couldn't wait to ask.

"Douglas said that the medium-range ballistic missile launched by the Longxia people was aimed at the USS Condor!"

Those in the know whispered the situation aloud, "The garrison base's assessment was correct; the Longxia people have once again chosen the aircraft carrier as their target!"

Upon learning this news, the other senior commanders also fell silent.

This is terrifying! They've targeted an aircraft carrier again? What are the Chinese trying to do? They attacked one carrier, and now they're attacking a second one. Are they going to pick a fight with their carriers? When will this ever end?
"General..."

At this point, someone wanted to ask General Kurila what to do next.

However, before he could finish speaking, General Kurila stopped him, signaling him to shut up. He needed to calm down and think about how to deal with this unexpected event.
He knew very well that the Longxia people would not attack without a purpose. Targeting the aircraft carrier, the core ship of the carrier fleet, was not something they did out of boredom; there must be a deeper meaning behind it.

For a moment, the entire command hall fell silent. If it weren't for the sounds of the machinery operating, it would have been so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

Almost everyone present could hear their own hearts pounding, and the atmosphere was so heavy it was almost impossible to break.

Everyone was in a terrible mood, feeling turbulent and utterly horrified, experiencing a mix of emotions!
No one expected that, at a time when both sides' foreign ministries were escalating the threat level and even threatening to launch nuclear strikes against each other to destroy high-value targets, the Longxia tribe would suddenly launch a medium-range ballistic missile.

Initially, they thought the attack was on a military base or the USS Enterprise aircraft carrier, but their judgments were completely wrong, and so wrong that they directly damaged the prestige of the command.

Now that the USS Condor has become the target of the Dragon Summer Tribe's attack, can this medium-range ballistic missile hit the aircraft carrier with the same precision as the first time?
At first, they thought that the ballistic missile was able to hit the USS Enterprise purely by chance, with luck playing a huge role!
Is there any chance of such luck this time?
They knew nothing about this!
However, this does not mean that they are unaware of why the Longxia tribe is always fixated on the aircraft carrier, completely ignoring the fixed and easily attacked target of the garrison base.

After a moment of contemplation, General Kurila glanced at everyone and finally couldn't help but speak: "Gentlemen, I have a question for you. Do you think the Dragonxia tribe really possesses the technology to launch anti-ship ballistic missiles specifically designed to attack our aircraft carriers?"

"Of course, you can wait until I finish speaking before you answer me."

Every senior commander present focused their attention on Kurila and began to listen attentively.

"At first, our chief and other high-ranking officials thought that the medium-range ballistic missile launched by the Dragonxia tribe had hit the Enterprise aircraft carrier by sheer luck. So they continued to push forward the war regardless, wanting to wipe out the Dragonxia navy in one fell swoop."

"At the time, we also thought that it was impossible for the Longxia people to have mastered this technology. Luck played a bigger part. No one raised any objections because neither we nor the White Bear tribe had mastered this technology."

"I even dare say that the Longxia people must have guessed our intentions. That's why they fired another one at us, targeting our aircraft carrier, the Condor!"

At this point, General Kurila sighed helplessly, then continued solemnly.

"Gentlemen, the people of Longxia are proving to us with this action whether they have truly mastered anti-ship ballistic missile technology!"

"Alright, you can answer me now."

Previously, after receiving the conclusion from the chieftain and his advisors that the aircraft carrier had been hit by sheer luck, they had all been making a lot of noise, but now they were all silent.

They felt as if they had been slapped hard in the face by reality, and their mood was extremely bad.

Whether it's a fluke or the fact that the Longxia people have already mastered this core technology, it's a disgrace to them, and it also risks boosting the morale of others while diminishing their own.

Because once the Longxia people master anti-ship ballistic missile technology, it means that their so-called freedom of navigation will be completely destroyed, and at the very least, their aircraft carriers will not dare to enter the range of Longxia anti-ship ballistic missiles in the future.

Even if they entered this area, they dared not do anything provocative and could only obediently sail through, and they also had to obtain permission from the Longxia tribe!
"Hey!"

Seeing everyone remain silent for a long time, Kurila couldn't help but let out a long sigh before saying, "Forget it, there's no point in discussing this now. I'm afraid the result is already out by now, isn't it?"

"Hopefully the USS Condor has not been hit and is still safe."

After saying this, he began to silently pray for the USS Condor and for Douglas and the others.

On the other side, the underground bunker of the garrison base.

In the spacious command center, Koro picked up the latest telegram and glanced at it. His brows furrowed immediately, and he slowly walked over to General Cruz.

"General, your previous judgment was correct."

Koro reported with extreme gravity, "Douglas and his team have detected the ballistic missile, which is aimed at the USS Condor. They are currently organizing air defense and missile defense, but its terminal penetration speed has already exceeded Mach 14!"

Upon hearing this, Cruise's eyelids twitched violently a few times, then he slowly closed his eyes and sighed helplessly, "Sigh, I really don't want my judgment to be right, you know? This is the last thing I wanted to see, but it still happened!"

"The USS Condor is in danger!"

Koro didn't respond; instead, he let out a long sigh, sounding utterly helpless and resigned. The terminal penetration speed had already exceeded Mach 14, rendering both their anti-aircraft and anti-missile interceptors and the White Bear tribe's anti-aircraft and anti-missile systems completely ineffective.

If this ballistic missile hits the USS Bald Eagle with incredible accuracy, it would mean that the Dragon Summer Tribe has mastered the anti-carrier killer weapon, and that the Eagle Tribe's control over the Eastern Continent waters has been completely lost!

It's no longer possible for them to threaten the Longxia tribe with aircraft carrier fleets as they used to.

In the eyes of the Longxia tribe, an aircraft carrier is a sitting duck; they can sink it if they want to, simply by launching a few more anti-ship ballistic missiles.

Even if you launch ten or even twenty anti-ship ballistic missiles, how much would that cost? A 100,000-ton nuclear-powered aircraft carrier costs seven billion US dollars just to build! Add in carrier-based aircraft, personnel, and other expenses, and it exceeds one hundred billion US dollars.

"General, will it hit our Condor?"

When asked about his question, Cruise did not answer but kept his eyes closed.

Because he didn't know how to answer, all he could do was pray.

On the other side, in a sea area of ​​the Eastern Wilderness Tribe, the Third Combat Corps was carrying out a mission.

Inside the main control room of the 10,000-ton destroyer, Cao Youren kept his eyes glued to the radar display, his heart pounding with anxiety.

The first anti-ship ballistic missile was able to hit the USS Enterprise, but it's still uncertain whether the second one will be able to accurately hit the USS Condor.

At that moment, on the screen, a green cursor representing the Yunfan-2 ballistic missile was moving rapidly, descending from the sky, while below it, many red cursors were rapidly approaching it.

The speed difference between the two is enormous; one is slower than a tortoise, almost crawling. However, the faster one is charging head-on towards the slower one at an extremely high speed.

The situation monitored here was also immediately provided to the Naval Headquarters Command Center and the Naval Integrated Military Factory Nuclear Weapons and Missile Research Base Command Hall.

It's fair to say that almost everyone is watching every move on the battlefield!
"Yunfan II's speed is already approaching Mach 14. At this point, thinking about intercepting it is a bit too late, isn't it?"

Cao Youren stroked his chin and muttered to himself, "We're about to encounter enemy air defense and anti-missile interceptors. I'm quite looking forward to it."

"I told you, at that speed, almost vertically descending, and with the ability to maneuver and change course, trying to intercept it was pure wishful thinking!"

As the distance rapidly closed, his heart pounded with anxiety, and he silently prayed that he would hit the target.

Meanwhile, inside the main control room of the USS Condor.

Captain Douglas felt his heart was about to jump out of his stomach, and he held his breath, his eyes wide open as he stared intently at the radar display.

On that large screen, he witnessed firsthand how easily anti-aircraft and anti-missile interceptor missiles were evaded.

They launched hundreds of anti-aircraft missiles of various types at once, but not a single one hit the target, and all his hopes were dashed in an instant.

Everyone's illusions were shattered, and many people closed their eyes to welcome the final moment!

Next, the USS Condor could only use its massive hull to withstand the attack of an anti-ship ballistic missile with a speed exceeding Mach 14.

"Captain, interception failed, missile is about to hit our ship!"

At that moment, the radar monitor urgently reported loudly.

"boom!"

No sooner had the words left his mouth than a violent explosion rang out, and the massive ship began to shake violently.

The main control room, located on the island superstructure, also began to shake violently. Many things were shaken to the ground, and some people even fell down, leaving a complete mess!
Soon a series of explosions followed, like firecrackers going off during the Lunar New Year. These were caused by the explosions of carrier-based aircraft parked on the deck.

Douglas felt the despair of being hit by a ballistic missile on an aircraft carrier with crystal clarity. He felt as if he had fallen into hell, and in the last moment, he subconsciously closed his eyes.

For a moment, he felt like he was really going to be blown up!
After the explosion subsided, he opened his eyes and found himself drenched in cold sweat, as if he had just escaped death. It was incredibly painful.

All the windows in the aircraft carrier's bridge were shattered, and the bridge itself was smashed to pieces by the shockwave of the explosion, a truly horrific sight.

The thick smoke billowing from the burning deck shot into the sky, as if the aircraft carrier had undergone an apocalyptic baptism. Needless to say, many of the carrier-based aircraft that were originally parked on the deck had been destroyed.

The hangar, which was on the massive deck where aircraft were taking off and landing, had been blasted open by the anti-ship ballistic missile. The smoke and fire burning from the hole were still very intense, and explosions could still be heard from time to time. Clearly, the hangar had also suffered very serious damage.

There was no need for any assessment at all. Douglas could tell at a glance that the USS Condor was completely paralyzed and had lost its ability to carry out missions on the battlefield. The possibility of launching and recovering carrier-based aircraft was reduced to zero!

On the other side, in the command and control hall of the naval integrated military factory nuclear missile research base.

The signal representing the anti-ship ballistic missile on the big screen had disappeared for some time, but it remained very quiet. Everyone was tense, waiting quietly for the final result to be announced.

Since no video footage has been transmitted from the scene, it is still unclear whether the USS Condor was directly hit.

It is impossible to determine this from the radar coordinate system shared by the three combat regiments at the front, since the target point of the USS Condor still exists.

Unless the aircraft carrier is sunk in one shot, this cursor will disappear!

But an aircraft carrier can't be sunk so easily by a single anti-ship ballistic missile. After all, its massive tonnage of 100,000 tons is no joke.

If they were so easy to sink, the Eagle Tribe wouldn't have been able to maintain so many aircraft carriers, all of them nuclear-powered and 100,000-ton vessels.

(End of this chapter)