I built an armada.

The same applies to the navies of other countries!
With its status as the strongest navy on Earth, the Eagle Tribe Navy can no longer operate with impunity in this sea area as it did before!

Koro chimed in, "General, I won't come here again."

He felt that the defeat in this battle had become a stain on his military career, and if he didn't try to make up for it elsewhere, he felt that he would lose his composure.

Cruz took a deep breath, turned to look at Koro, and ordered directly, "Koro, contact the front-line troops and tell them to relax, the war will soon be completely over, and they can go home."

Koro quickly acknowledged the order, saying, "Yes, General!"

Meanwhile, the Enterprise carrier strike group remained stationary and did not engage in any tactical maneuvers.

The atmosphere in the main control room, though somewhat eerie, was generally calm. Everyone's expression remained largely unchanged, and the entire team appeared relaxed.

Even at the stern of the aircraft carrier, some crew members simply took out fishing rods and went sea fishing. Since they had nothing else to do anyway, they might as well do something to kill time.

The communications soldier received the message from the garrison base and immediately reported to the captain: "Reporting to the captain, the garrison base has sent a message."

He reported the situation as quickly as possible, looking very relaxed, far less tense than before.

After hearing the report, Captain Willist immediately breathed a sigh of relief. It was truly great news. He could finally relax completely and no longer have to worry about being suddenly sent to the bottom of the sea by a few anti-ship missiles from the Dragon Xia Navy.

"My God, this is the best news I've ever heard in my life," Willis said, taking a sip of coffee and composing himself with immense emotion.

The vice-captain, standing nearby, was also incredibly relaxed, smiling as he said, "Captain, we're finally not going to die. We can go back alive. We can all relax now, and we don't need to wait around in fear anymore."

"Yes, let's announce this good news quickly so that all the sailors can share in the joy," Willis said with a smile.

"Yes, Captain." The first mate immediately announced the good news.

Immediately, all the sailors in the Enterprise carrier fleet were in a state of excitement. They were naturally happy that they wouldn't have to fight or lose anyone.

In fact, all people are the same; they are happy as long as there is no war!
Located in the waters related to the Eastern Wilderness Tribe, inside the main control room of the aircraft carrier Bald Eagle, people were still filled with unease and anxiety because they had just been directly hit by an anti-ship ballistic missile. Even after so much time had passed, the atmosphere remained tense and uneasy.

Almost everyone was praying that the Longxia naval forces on the front lines would abide by the ceasefire agreement and not take any rash action.

For the first time in decades, the crew of the USS Condor suffered such heavy casualties. The hangar was destroyed, the flight deck was scrapped, and the crew's strength was greatly reduced.

At that moment, the communications officer suddenly received a message from the garrison base and immediately reported it to Captain Douglas. Like Willis, Douglas immediately felt much more relaxed, and the anxiety he had been feeling finally subsided.

He was constantly threatened with a gun to his head by the Longxia navy, making it almost impossible for him to breathe, and the atmosphere was extremely oppressive. Following in the footsteps of the Enterprise carrier fleet was the last thing he wanted to see, and something he absolutely could not accept.

Fortunately, this most difficult and agonizing naval battle in history is finally coming to an end, and they no longer need to worry about being suddenly attacked.

"Even if the conflict ends, I'm afraid we won't be able to go to the military base."

Douglas glanced through the porthole at the badly damaged deck. The steel plates had been flipped up, and the huge holes were so terrifying and gruesome. If they didn't go back for a major overhaul, the USS Condor would be completely unusable.

"After the battle, we'll have to head back to the shipyard for major repairs. I'm afraid my USS Condor won't be usable for at least a year." Douglas was frustrated but helpless.

Overhauling an aircraft carrier is better than suffering large-scale losses of combat personnel. Fortunately, the cost they paid was not high, and it was much better than the Enterprise carrier fleet.

Suddenly, a very serious choice problem popped into his head.

"If the USS Condor is repaired, will I still need to lead the carrier fleet to garrison it?"

This was a question he wouldn't have even considered before, but after this battle, he had to weigh it carefully.

The waters of Dongzhou, within the first island chain, are no longer safe. The garrison bases are constantly under the threat of the Longxia tribe's military strength. He really doesn't want to come here again. In short, let whoever wants to come, come!
He is now worried that once he comes here, he will not be able to sleep well every day and will have to live in fear.

Damn it, this isn't some trip to the Eastern Wilderness Tribe to live the life of a pampered emperor; it's purely for thrills. Who can sleep soundly under the guns of their opponent?

"This is really a difficult question to answer!"

As a soldier, especially a naval aircraft carrier captain, Douglas had to obey orders from his superiors, but if he followed his heart, he certainly wouldn't want to come.

Therefore, he was also conflicted about whether to explain the situation to his superiors and request that other aircraft carrier fleets be transferred to garrison the area.

However, after this battle, I'm afraid the captains of other aircraft carriers will also avoid this place like the plague.

Soon, the USS Carl carrier fleet also received the news. Captain Bowensmit was completely stunned, never expecting such an outcome.

"Holy crap, is this for real? I haven't even joined the fight yet, and the frontline battle is already over?"

"Isn't that a bit too much?"

Bowensmit said incredulously, wishing he had a battlefield portal to teleport the USS Carl carrier fleet directly to the battlefield. He had no idea what had happened on the battlefield that caused the war to end so quickly!
Originally, he envisioned that once he arrived on the battlefield, he would be able to fully utilize the advanced carrier-based aircraft of the USS Carl carrier fleet to gain merit and lay a solid foundation for his future promotion.

Despite all his calculations, he never expected the outcome to be like this: the war was about to end without a single shot being fired.

"Why is this happening? We haven't even joined the battle yet, how could they end it so easily?" Bowensmit said unhappily.

At this moment, the vice-captain was also very unhappy. How could such terrible news be sent over at this time?
The communications officer quickly explained, "Captain, according to information from the garrison base, something unexpected has happened in this battle, directly changing the battlefield environment."

"An unexpected event changed the battlefield environment?" Bowensmit was even more bewildered, and subconsciously said, "Does this mean that even with our Carrier SS Carl and our three carrier fleets combined, we still can't win this battle?"

Why can't I believe it?

Bowensmit shook his head vigorously, his face full of skepticism about the veracity of the news.

He simply didn't believe that the small Dragonxia tribe could produce any powerful weapon capable of changing the battlefield environment. No country on Earth had a navy that could withstand the terrifying military pressure brought by the Eagle Tribe's three aircraft carrier fleets deployed simultaneously.

Even the White Bear Tribe, considering only the navy, doesn't have that kind of strength.

He wasn't on the front lines of the battlefield, so he naturally didn't know that the Longxia tribe had developed anti-ship ballistic missiles that could directly launch a deadly attack on aircraft carriers!

"What exactly happened? Did the garrison base provide any information?" Bowensmit asked, frowning.

The communications soldier quickly and truthfully replied, "Reporting to the captain, yes, the garrison base said in their reports that the Longxia tribe has acquired a weapon capable of posing a deadly threat to aircraft carriers during this maritime conflict."

“Oh? What is that?” Bowensmit asked again.

The communications officer quickly reported, "Captain, they say it's an anti-ship ballistic missile."

"Anti-ship ballistic missile? Are you sure you're not mistaken?" This was the first time Bowensmit had ever heard of such a deadly weapon, and his brows furrowed even more.

After glancing at the message, the communications officer reported, "Captain, this anti-ship ballistic missile has successfully hit the USS Enterprise and the USS Condor, directly crippling both carriers."

"Based on the assessment of the garrison, this is a carrier killer specifically designed for aircraft carriers! The Dragon Summer Tribe's trump card weapon."

After hearing the explanation, Bowensmit did not say another word and realized the seriousness of the problem.

It hit the USS Enterprise and USS Condor with unparalleled accuracy, achieving a 100% success rate. Calling it a "carrier killer" is no exaggeration.

If the USS Carl were to arrive on the battlefield, it would likely be hit and disabled by this missile, leaving it helpless.

Therefore, what was previously indignant about the sudden end of the war is now nothing but resentment and helplessness.

Although he did not personally experience the dangers that those two aircraft carriers encountered, he could understand how desperate Willis and Douglas must have been at that time!
Those are ballistic missiles; aircraft carrier fleets have no means of defense against them.

The anti-aircraft and anti-missile interceptors they carry are all designed for slow-moving targets. Once the speed exceeds Mach 12, they can only watch helplessly as missiles are launched and hope for the best.

Previously, he was unaware that the Longxia tribe had already equipped itself with anti-ship ballistic missiles, a powerful weapon. He assumed that regardless of the rapid development of the Longxia navy during this period, with its warships being upgraded at an accelerated pace, the troops were being equipped like dumplings being dropped into boiling water.

Regardless of how powerful the Longxia tribe's nuclear arsenal is, as long as both sides have reached an agreement not to use nuclear weapons, the advantage lies with them. If all three aircraft carrier fleets attack together, the Longxia navy will only face annihilation.

After all, there isn't another fleet on the entire planet that can rival them.

The Kei tribe made a show of bravado before, but what happened? They were still defeated, weren't they?

The Longxia tribe has already skillfully deployed the aircraft carrier killer in actual combat, so what else is there to fight?

Can an aircraft carrier fleet still be called an aircraft carrier fleet if it loses its aircraft carrier? Its combat power is reduced by more than half, and it is no different from an ordinary fleet.

According to their intelligence, the Longxia Navy's anti-ship missiles have a range of 500 kilometers, enabling them to attack from outside the defended area. In comparison, their anti-ship missiles have a maximum range of only 120 kilometers.

Now, aside from remaining silent, he has no other way to rant, and his anger can only be extinguished on its own. He now has a better understanding of what is happening in the outside world.

He even began to feel fortunate that he hadn't appeared on the battlefield, otherwise their fate would have been the same as the Condor aircraft carrier, ending up as fish on the chopping block of the Longxia Navy fleet.

"So that's how it is. No wonder the conflict ended so quickly."

Bowensmit shook his head helplessly. "It seems that headquarters' decision was wise, as it has greatly reduced our losses."

"However, this means that the area within the first island chain will become a restricted area for our aircraft carrier fleet, and we will no longer be able to openly sail our aircraft carrier fleet to the doorstep of the Longxia tribe."

That's right. Previously, the aircraft carrier fleet could directly confront the Longxia tribe's doorstep, and even launch carrier-based aircraft to directly threaten the Longxia tribe's coastal cities. Electronic warfare aircraft could even carry out comprehensive electronic suppression with impunity, thoroughly messing with the Longxia radar forces.

Now he understands just how tense the situation is on the front lines. Perhaps it is because of the heavy casualties that the higher-ups have kept some crucial information from them, the front-line combat troops, and he has been kept in the dark.

If he hadn't pressed him repeatedly, he would probably still be blindly arrogant and self-righteous, thinking that the higher-ups were being incredibly unwise by insisting on making peace with the Longxia tribe.

Upon closer examination, Bowensmit was able to understand the situation and the headquarters' decision.

If this crucial information is not concealed, these people will be affected by the bad news, which will severely impact the morale of the soldiers.

The loss of an aircraft carrier could be attributed to coincidence or a stroke of luck.

However, the USS Condor was also hit, which is not a simple coincidence. It shows the true power of anti-ship ballistic missiles, with a hit rate of over 90%.

If this news had been told to them in advance, Bowensmit felt that he would not have been in the same state of mind as he is now. Instead, he would have been terrified that the anti-ship ballistic missile would fall on their heads at any moment, making them the victims of a tragic death!

With such immense psychological pressure, how could they possibly fight a war? (End of Chapter)