Courtyard House: A System Connecting Two Worlds, Resources for the Nation

On the bald man's destroyer.

"What kind of ship is that over there?"

"Who knows where they got those small boats? Ignore them. If they dare get close, load up the heavy machine guns and give them a burst of fire to scare them!"

"Ha, they think their little boats are up to the task of mounting heavy machine guns?"

The disdain on the faces of the bald soldiers on the ship was palpable.

Facing Li Weiguo's three small boats, the people on the destroyer didn't even take them seriously. They hadn't even aimed properly, just fired a shot randomly, intending to scare them.

Unexpectedly, instead of scaring the three small boats opposite, they charged straight at them!

I never expected that there would be such a reckless brute in the Chinese navy!

But despite their recklessness, they still managed to move the heavy machine gun out of the ammunition depot.

Although naval guns are powerful, it is still too difficult to hit a small missile boat that gets close on the vast ocean.

Why not just set up a heavy machine gun and mow them down?

While the bald man's crew was busy, Li Weiguo gritted his teeth and stared at the approaching destroyer: "Prepare anti-ship missiles."

"Anti-ship missile?"

The entire control panel fell silent for a moment. The weapons handler behind him widened his eyes: "Squad leader, we haven't tried that thing yet. The manual mentions it, but..."

"No buts, one missile per submarine, three missiles fired simultaneously!"

Li Weiguo gritted his teeth and interrupted him, glaring at the destroyer opposite him with eyes wide with fury.

Although their missile boats are small, they are not so easy to bully or be slaughtered!

"Get ready quickly! Even if our anti-ship missiles don't do any damage, we have to show some fighting spirit! We're not just trying to make a quick buck, we're trying to prove ourselves!"

"yes!"

Then no one spoke again, and the weapons crew of the three C14 missile boats quickly completed the launch preparations according to the operating manual.

Each of these C14 missile boats is equipped with four C-704 anti-ship missiles, which are mounted on launchers at the stern.

Each missile boat can launch one missile now, so it's not a big problem.

"Launch preparations complete."

"Target locked."

"Awaiting orders!"

Li Weiguo held up his binoculars, staring intently at the destroyer that was still slowly approaching.

It hasn't changed course yet and is still approaching them!

"Ready...to launch!"

Each of the three C14s emitted a blazing flame from its stern.

The silver-gray C-704 anti-ship missile, trailing a long plume of flame, skimmed low over the sea, leaving three straight trails of white smoke, and hurtled toward the destroyer at an extremely high speed.

It is seven nautical miles away.

Three seconds later, the sound of the missile breaking the sound barrier returned, like three muffled thunderclaps.

Li Weiguo stared intently at the image through the binoculars, holding his breath.

The first missile accurately hit the forward part of the middle of the destroyer's port side.

A huge fireball exploded, and thick smoke instantly rose up, engulfing most of the ship.

The second and third shots then hit the target in succession.

The second shell hit near the bow, the explosion tearing a large section of the foredeck open, and the main gun turret tilted to one side.

The third bullet struck directly near the waterline in the middle of the ship, and seawater mixed with black smoke gushed out from the cracked hull.

The destroyer shuddered violently and then began to slowly list to the left.

The firelight illuminated half of the sea.

All three missiles hit their targets.

The sea was quiet for a moment.

Then, the destroyer began to shake violently, people ran around in chaos on the deck, life rafts were thrown into the water, the flagpole at the stern broke, and the flag fell onto the burning deck.

It began to sink.

Li Weiguo put down the binoculars, his hands trembling slightly.

The soldiers behind him—Xiao Liu, Xiao Zhou, the gunner, and the communications officer—all stared wide-eyed, mouths agape, frozen in place.

"Sunk...sunk?" Xiao Liu's voice sounded like it was being squeezed out of his throat. "Damn it, those...those three missiles sank the Yang-class ship?"

No one answered him.

Everyone was watching the giant gray ship slowly sinking into the sea.

The fire was still burning and thick smoke was billowing into the sky, but judging from the angle of the ship's tilt and the speed at which water was taking in, it was impossible to save it.

"Communications!" Li Weiguo suddenly snapped out of his daze, his voice rising sharply, "Quickly! Send a telegram to base! Report the battle situation! Three missiles hit, confirming the sinking of one Yang-class destroyer! Requesting further instructions!"

The communications officer frantically pressed the telegraph key, his fingers trembling.

"No, what did you say? Say it again? Are you kidding me?"

When Commander Sun received the report, he was completely stunned, tilting his head to look at his adjutant in front of him.

Is that even human language you're talking about?

Three C14 missile boats that went out to patrol the near seas encountered pirates chasing fishing boats. After defeating the pirates, they also sank one of the Yang-class destroyers belonging to the Bald Man's side.

I wouldn't even dare to dream of such a thing. What am I thinking?

"Commander, you heard me right!"

The adjutant gave a wry smile; he had been stunned for more than a minute when he received the news.

Who would believe this if you told them?

Those destroyers are the absolute main force on the bald guy's side. The enemy's previous displays of power relied on large warships of this class.

And you're telling me it was sunk by three small boats?

Seeing that Commander Sun still had an incredulous expression on his face, the adjutant gritted his teeth.

"You have no doubt; they also captured a rear admiral on the other side at sea, the captain of their destroyer. Once they bring him back, you'll understand."

"You're saying one of my squad leaders led a dozen men to sink a destroyer and even captured the enemy's rear admiral?"

This was getting more and more outrageous, and even Commander Sun was wondering if his adjutant was going crazy.

"Commander! Commander! Li Weiguo and his men have returned with prisoners! You must go and see them!"

A surprised voice came from outside the door. Commander Sun's eyes widened instantly, and he rushed out with his adjutant.

"Remember to call your superiors later. What our South China Sea Fleet needs most right now are ships and weapons. What good are these dozen or so ships? They'll be gone if we divide them among the four bases. Go and attack now, and keep attacking until your superiors give their approval!"

As Commander Sun ran out, he gave his adjutant a push. The adjutant was taken aback at first, but then immediately understood.

If we don't apply for more missile boats before this victory is reported to our superiors, will other naval fleets still have a chance once they get the news?