Thunder Strikes Back

Chapter 230 Unrecognizable Plan

Zaara has been sitting in the bridge command room, listening to the conversation between the pilots and watching the dispatch on the deck.He knew from the communication that today's attack was quite rewarding, at least one conventional submarine was killed.In this way, he can figure out by pinching his fingers that Pakistan's conventional submarine force has existed in name only.However, Naval Intelligence told him that there seemed to be a Chinese nuclear submarine near Almara, but this information was not confirmed, and it just used words as if it would.

The four attacking Sea Harriers finally found the aircraft carrier Virant parked on the sea when 15.00% of the fuel was left. They will immediately land on the front deck that has been emptied by vertical landing. , and now there is only one fighter on duty.This aircraft carrier is too small and crowded, and it is indeed not very suitable for highly complex take-off and landing operations.

On the surface of the sea, several Sea King helicopters shuttled rumblingly; in the clouds, Ka-31 early warning helicopters flew vigilantly around the fleet. This kind of aircraft can theoretically detect aircraft at a distance of 150 to [-] kilometers. If it is a low-altitude target, it will be closer. .So Zaara dare not take it lightly now.The sinking of the amphibious transport ship Galashiwa was not long ago, and the Thunder plane easily broke through the prevention and control network composed of frigates.The colonel knew that if Pakistan could detect the location of this aircraft carrier, it would definitely take all the planes to launch an attack.

The sea harrier hovering in the air made a deafening sound, and the huge heat wave ejected from the engine nozzle was steaming on the metal deck.The squadron leader of the 300th Squadron made a smooth three-point landing, the last to land on the deck.The colonel didn't wait too long, and immediately issued a new steering order, requiring the fleet to leave this area quickly.It is obviously not wise to let the entire fleet stay in one area for too long.

The old steam turbine began to work hard, followed by a huge mechanical noise, which would travel farther under the water.For the captain, this is a dilemma. Moving quickly is obviously good for avoiding the enemy's air force, but it is also easier to be found by hunters hiding in the seabed. If their bow sonar is good enough, they may be able to fly at 50 nautical miles. In addition, the approximate position of the fleet was detected. This distance is not too far from the distance where weapons can be fired.Experienced sonar soldiers can even analyze the specific information of the target from the voiceprint, so as to find the core of the fleet.Of course, given that submarines are relatively slow, far behind the fleet's maneuvering speed of around 25 knots, they may still pose a much smaller threat than aircraft.

After a series of orders were issued, Zaara saw Captain Gurt climbing off the plane and glanced at himself with a smile.It was a beautiful moment, the 300th Squadron is the flying unit with the highest training casualty rate in all of India, even though it has not participated in serious combat, the casualty list of this squadron is still much longer than other units.The Colonel was always relieved to see the lads land safely on Cambridge.

A rattling tractor pulls up to tow the plane to the lift area.The accelerated turn of the carrier caused the entire deck to tilt.

The fleet commander of this fleet was originally supposed to be a vice admiral, but due to the rush of the attack, Colonel Zayala is currently serving as the commander of the fleet, and now he has to take the heavy responsibility for everything.According to his carefully planned route, the formation will immediately maneuver to the depths of the Arabian Sea, quickly leave the strike range of the Pakistan Air Force and conventional submarines, and communicate with the headquarters. If the Western Naval Command agrees to the plan for further attack, he can draw a few days Back in time, a surprise airstrike on Karachi, then back to Mumbai.According to the major's wishful thinking, the risk of a surprise attack will be minimized, and at the same time, it can save enough face for the navy before the armistice. When people talk about this war in the future, they will not think that only the army is contributing.

"Course 190, speed 25 knots."

"very good."

The aircraft carrier is almost heading due south, and now the danger she faces is gradually being lifted.

"Look, there is a signal from the Derry, and there is nothing unusual." The second officer on duty said, and Zaara turned his head and looked east through the binoculars.The destroyer HMS Delhi is conducting a helicopter landing operation about 40 chains away. That direction is the direction Zayala is most worried about the submarine infestation. If the enemy submarine commander has brains, he will obviously stay near the formation's possible route back to Mumbai. Instead of wandering in the ocean.

In the deep sea northeast of the Virat, a submarine has been quietly calculating the aircraft carrier's route.Although the route of Colonel Zayala is unpredictable, the commander of No. 411, Marin, still effectively tracked the movement of the fleet by relying on the passive sonar on the bow and the side of the triatomic array, and carried out accurate distance measurements. .For the submarine sonar department, finding such a huge fleet is far easier than playing hide-and-seek with other submarines.

"I bet, this fleet won't go south all the way, he will definitely come back." Marin said leaning on the electronic chart table.He followed the fleet for several days, and roughly grasped the mind of the cautious Indian commander on the sea. This person may be more suspicious than the submarine commander, but last night the fleet stopped for the first time. Marin thought I had a chance, but when No. 411 quietly approached the favorable position, the Indian fleet ran away at a very high speed.It seems that what happened on the water, Marin can reasonably guess that the aircraft carrier is avoiding the air force of the coastal base.

The deputy captain, Sun Xiangdong, was standing behind the periscope on duty. When he heard the captain's words, he became refreshed and couldn't help but want to express his opinion:

"In my opinion, they will return to the sea off Almara, and it should only be a temporary shelter. If it is just a single attack, it is obviously not cost-effective."

Marin stood there, noncommittal to Sun Xiangdong's calculation about whether it was worthwhile or not, and he kept staring at the chart for a long time.At present, the speed of the Indian fleet more than 50 nautical miles southwest is more than double the speed of No. 411. It is impossible to catch up, but if this fleet wants to return to the ports on the west coast—Mumbai or Kadam, then they have Chance.He didn't have much time to deal with the enemy in the ocean, and the order he received was to return, not to actively seek the enemy; and the order limited the area where he could attack to the coastal waters of Pakistan, and the purpose should be to make India suffer a dumb loss.If 411 launches an attack in a place that is difficult for Pakistani conventional submarines to reach, it will inevitably arouse public suspicion.Due to supply problems, 411 briefly surfaced in the shadow of the cliffs on the west side of the Almara Peninsula for one night, but there was moonlight in the first half of the night and the sky was very bright, so it may be photographed by low-orbit reconnaissance satellites.In addition, the personnel of Pakistan's Inter-Services Intelligence Agency involved in the loading operation may also be infiltrated by spies from other countries, and these are unavoidable.

"If she runs away, we must return as planned, and we cannot stay in this area for too long."

Marin finally said, "However, let's modify the course first, and we can change the course to 105."

"Isn't that headed for Bombay?"

"For the time being, the water depth off Mumbai is a suitable battlefield, provided they return to Mumbai."

"They won't go back so soon," Sun Xiangdong said confidently. "They will definitely kill a carbine, ha ha."

"If that's the case, we'll lose our opportunity to fight." Marin said regretfully, but he didn't mean to revise the plan.

"The sonar room reports that the suspected Calcutta-class Indian warship has disappeared. The voice of the aircraft carrier is also weakening."

"Can you still measure distance?"

"The distance is very large, I am afraid it will be difficult."

The Indian fleet is slowly disappearing into the vast Arabian Sea. Whether they will make a big circle and reappear, Marin dare not expect too much.

Thousands of kilometers away, Lin Huaisheng was sitting in front of a computer terminal, resting his chin on his hands, waiting for the arrival of the enemy ahead.According to the scheduled exercise time on the map, the opponent has already made a move at the other end of the command center, but he can't do it yet. As the defender, when he can detect the enemy's attack, he has to follow the meaning above.

"Report, Plum 3312 Heights lost contact." The first information finally appeared.

"Inform Tespur to send hovering angels for reconnaissance. In addition, let the fighter jets of the 102nd Squadron of Jabwa base carry anti-radiation missiles into the air." Lin Huaisheng's response seemed to be light, and he had thought about these contingencies many times. The Red Army The Chinese side will definitely dispatch an infiltration team first to destroy the wired communication ahead.

Lin Huaisheng finished the arrangement, and Lao Ding on the side immediately started to mobilize.In the center of the entire command room is a huge sand table, showing the confrontation between the two sides' canine-toothed mountain forces, but the exercise itself no longer needs the sand table, and everything is carried out in Lin Huaisheng's brain and the computer of the headquarters.

"Jabwa called, the airport facilities were damaged. The command post was unable to complete the command task."

"It came so fast. Can my orders from Germany still go there?"

"The VHF contact has been suppressed, but the telephone line is still unblocked." Lao Ding replied.

"Let all the fighter jets of 102 Squadron take off with bombs, and wait in the air for Tespur to take over the command."

Lin Huaisheng knew very well how close Jabuwa was to the line of control. There were four Su-4s of the 102nd Squadron there, which were the treasures of the entire military region. They couldn't be destroyed by the Red Army's tactical missiles or rocket launchers right from the start.He still has great use for keeping these planes.

Time passed by minute by minute, and after a full half hour, no further information appeared, and things seemed to have not changed.

"No Red Army fighter jets were seen taking off, nor was the enemy's mobile radar turned on, nor was the radar on the snow-capped mountains turned on." Lao Ding reported that every few minutes he would report what Lin Huaisheng was most concerned about.

"How did this happen?" The current situation didn't seem to be going according to Lin Huaisheng's original script. He didn't know what another group of people a few hundred meters away was doing now.Could it be that he changed his plan beyond recognition?

(End of this chapter)