America: Starting with Daily Intelligence

Chapter 334 Naval Battle

The team member's startled attitude also startled the others, and as if a depth charge had been detonated, a tense atmosphere quickly spread.

Several people hurriedly picked up their binoculars and took a look. When they saw the littoral combat ship on the sea surface, which looked like a huge object and was approaching at an extremely fast speed, they were all so frightened that they lost their minds.

"Fxxk! How come there are warships here?!"

"Why didn't anyone remind them?!"

"We're doomed! It's the US military!!!"

A wave of pessimism washed over me instantly.

Hearing the commotion, the hacker in the radar room became suspicious. Looking at the unresponsive radar, he couldn't take it anymore and stormed out, spitting out, "Hey! What are you bastards arguing about? What warships and American troops are these in broad daylight... WTF!!"

The next second, as if they had seen a ghost, they stared dumbfounded at the outline of the warship in the distance.

After regaining his senses and confirming that it was indeed a littoral combat ship, he didn't look back and frantically ran to the captain's cabin, banging on the door and shouting, "Captain! Something terrible has happened! A warship is coming!!"

Soon, through the door, one could hear the cursing coming from inside.

"A warship? Was it detected on radar?"

The captain pushed open the door, pulled up his trousers, wiped the lipstick stains off his face, and asked calmly.

Their speedboat was small in size, converted from a retired Mexican patrol boat, equipped with three diesel engines, and could travel at high speeds at sea with a range of several hundred kilometers. It also had advanced military radar equipment, so they would have spotted the other side long before they arrived and made their escape!

"It wasn't detected by radar, we found it with our eyes," the hacker honestly replied.

"???"

The captain was completely bewildered.

What do you mean? It wasn't detected on radar?

What kind of outdated fishing boat is that? It doesn't even have radar on board?

The hacker replied again, "They're piloting a stealth combat ship, and they're less than 5 kilometers away, practically face-to-face, they'll be right in front of us soon."

"...WTF!?"

The captain was shocked upon hearing this.

5 kilometers? Stealth combat ship?

What's the difference between them and the dead now?

He hurriedly pushed the hacker aside and ran out of the corridor, reaching the deck for a quick look. Through his binoculars, he saw the colossal, dark vessel; its alloy steel gleamed coldly in the sunlight, a formidable ship with powerful cannons. Their small supply ships looked like insignificant ants in comparison.

My vision went black for a moment, and I felt like the sky was falling.

As is well known, the Littoral Combat Ship's closest range for the Longbow Hellfire missile is 8000 meters, and its 30mm naval gun range is 2 kilometers.

The 14.7 caliber machine gun is not considered at this time.

And this was already its shortest muzzle; apart from the crew's rifles and pistols, there were no weapons shorter than this.

Other weapons and equipment, such as the 57mm naval guns, have a range of around 17 kilometers, while naval missiles have a range of over 200 kilometers beyond visual range.

It's like not even seeing the ship, and then a missile comes flying from the sky, turning you into a piece of trash.

The leader still values ​​humanitarianism and gives you a chance to speak, instead of choosing to blow you to smithereens and send you to meet God.

"Commander, we've spotted the supply ship." On the other littoral combat ship, the supply ship had been spotted a few minutes earlier.

Zhang Ailun also went ashore at the watchtower, took out his binoculars, and spotted a supply ship on the horizon that was shaped like an inverted triangle. It didn't look like a cruise ship or a speedboat, and it had a radar-like signal dish and antenna on top. He asked in confusion, "What kind of ship is that?"

"It's probably a converted patrol boat from the Mexican Navy. These kinds of vessels are frequently seen in this area, and people often gather at sea to conduct black market maritime trade. Because these boats are relatively small, faster than ordinary cargo ships, and have good range, they can enter Mexican harbors without undergoing customs inspections, making them very popular with those outlaws. However, these boats are usually leased, and the owners of these boats probably have some connection with the Mexican Navy."

The well-informed Captain Spike explained, "Due to tariffs on the West Coast and in Mexico, they usually take their goods out to sea for small-scale trade, then transport them through Guatemalan ports to Mexican waters, via the Gulf of Mexico, directly to Houston, Texas, or to Haiti, Cuba, Colombia, and other regions. Trade in the Caribbean is almost unimpeded."

"Maritime trade?" The Grand Master was somewhat surprised, feeling that his knowledge was indeed lacking, but it should also be said that there were too many talented people in this world!

What are Mexico and the US up to? Why aren't they attacking them? Could they be CIA dogs on the sidelines again?

After observing for a minute, the chief helmsman was surprised to find that the ship was completely still, remaining motionless in the same spot.

He immediately gave the order, "They didn't choose to run away? They want to fight us head-on? Who do they think I am? Sail the ship over there!!"

"yes!!"

Spike relayed the Grand Master's orders directly, and the littoral combat ship approached the patrol boat at an extremely fast speed. With an overwhelming aura, in just a few minutes, they were almost face to face, and even if they wanted to run, they couldn't escape!

From this distance, Zhang Ailun could clearly see the terror on the faces of those on the deck. As the soldiers on the warship drew their weapons, ready to unleash their power, and even those who had already boarded the Black Hawk helicopters and were about to start them, they instantly raised their hands and began shouting and yelling, trying to surrender.

The leader immediately pulled out a walkie-talkie and used it to transmit a message to them: "I am Juankin of Jehovah Island. Who is in charge here? Listen, I know very well what you have done to my island and what you are plotting. Now, if you lay down your weapons and surrender obediently, I might consider not harming you. Otherwise, just wait to be torn to pieces!"

"Where is the captain? Who is the captain?"

The loudspeaker's blaring sound echoed across the sea. The supply ship's captain, still reeling from the intimidation and fear of the littoral combat ship, snapped out of his daze upon hearing the sound. His expression changed instantly, and without hesitation, he turned and ran into the cabin, heading straight for the bridge.

As soon as the door was opened, the hacker saw the driver arguing fiercely and even fighting with him.

One of them shouted, "Let's set sail quickly and get out of this damn place!"

One of them, defiant to the death, kept shouting, "This is my boat! I get to decide where I go! You haven't paid for the boat yet!"

"What are you doing?!" The captain angrily stepped forward and pulled the two apart, saying irritably, "The enemy is already right in front of us, why are you still fighting! Why don't you try to get out of here?"

"He won't start the ship! He won't give me a chance to start the small vessel either. If we leave now, we might still have a chance to shake off the warship. The other side might not be using or carrying any lethal weapons!" the hacker said.

"The result would be that we'd barely get out of there before being smashed to pieces by a missile or naval gun, and my patrol boat would be destroyed and sunk to the bottom of the sea!"

The driver was an obese man with a large beard. He had been taken advantage of in the scuffle and was quite resentful, as he had been caught off guard and attacked unexpectedly.

He said sarcastically, "Did you see what kind of ship that was? That's a warship! An American littoral combat ship! You think its combat power at sea is weak? Please! It's just that its defense is relatively poor, and it doesn't have much self-defense capability against anti-ship missiles, but its offensive power is by no means weak, and its speed is ridiculously fast!"

"This combat ship has a 57mm long-range naval gun with a maximum strike range of 17 kilometers! A 30mm naval gun with a strike range of 2 kilometers! Not to mention it also has short-range anti-ship missiles; the combat ship's NSM naval missiles have a strike range of 200 kilometers!! Run? Where can you run to?"

"It's a stealth combat ship! It's right up to our faces and nobody's even noticing it. The furthest distance it can get is less than 2 kilometers. It's clear that the radar system that this ship is so proud of has no effect on it at all!" The driver said excitedly, as if recounting something that happened all the time.

Having frequently sailed the seas, he couldn't be ignorant of American warships and equipment. He knew the specific model and configuration of any warship or even a speedboat. On these seas, never mess with the US military!

"If the other side really wanted to destroy us, their missiles would have been flying over from 200 kilometers away and destroying our ships long before we even saw them!"

The hacker, sweating profusely, argued vehemently, "Juankin is on that warship! He's the new owner of Jehovah Island, a billionaire! There's no doubt he's discovered our underhanded tactics against him and is retaliating! He wants to kill us all! And he wants to capture us alive! If he catches us, we'll suffer a fate worse than death!"

"So what? Do you know what kind of person he is?" the driver asked.

All I know is that he's very rich.

The captain grumbled, "Fxxk, it's all because those guys at Acr said there was a chance to get a huge fortune from the island. Prien's security team is practically useless; they've been infiltrated like sieves, and people have taken advantage of the chaos several times. They're notorious for being stupid and rich!"

"Jehovah Island is one of the easiest treasure islands to raid in our circle, the safest and most cost-effective to steal from! We thought he would be like Prien, with a security team that was just for show, but we didn't expect him to be serious! This is terrible."

The driver scoffed, "Anyway, I'm just a boatman, this has nothing to do with me! At worst, I'll give him the boat in exchange for my life."

"He'll just take your ship, then chop me up and feed me to the sharks," the hacker threatened. "He might even sell all your organs and give you his heart and soul!"

"I have lung cancer and syphilis," the driver said nonchalantly, shrugging.

You son of a bitch, you think you're immune to all the dangers of boiling water?

The hacker was furious. "Give me the key!!"

"No way!!" the driver cursed.

The two started swearing and fighting again. The captain joined in the fight, and the driver fought back, but he was no match for the two men. He was eventually pinned to the ground and beaten up, and they successfully took the speedboat keys.

"Where is the captain?! I'm telling you one last time! Go find your captain and bring him here!!"

The blaring horns outside sounded like a death knell, making the two men sweat profusely. They grabbed the speedboat keys and prepared to go to another cabin to start the backup speedboat and escape.

The gunman on deck, who had raised his hands in surrender, waited for a long time without the captain appearing. Trembling, he suggested, "Mr. Jin, we can go to the cabin and bring the people over. Could you let us leave?"

"You have no right to bargain with me! My patience has its limits. Now, either bring the people here, or I'll launch an attack right now and kill you all!" Zhang Ailun shouted.

"Let's go now!!"

The gunmen quickly got up and ran into the cabin to search for people, but apart from the driver with a bloody head in the cockpit, they couldn't find anyone.

"Commander, it looks like they've escaped in a speedboat." The sergeant saw through his binoculars that a speedboat had launched into the water ahead, and a Latina woman was trying to board, but she unfortunately fell into the water during the struggle. The two people on the speedboat also drove off without looking back.

"Tsk." Seeing this, Zhang Ailun also lost his patience. Who gave them the courage to outrun a littoral combat ship on the sea?

Even if you can outrun a warship, can you outrun a missile?

"Leaving his own people here to take the hits while he, as the leader, runs away—what a beast!"

Zhang Ailun cursed. If he had chosen to stay and face the Grand Master directly, would the Grand Master have thought more highly of him? Now he's abandoned his men and run away? I despise this kind of cowardly coward the most!

He immediately gave the order: "Launch the speedboat and bring the people back, even the bodies. Rescue the woman who fell into the water as well."

"Understood." The sergeant immediately began to mobilize. The soldiers launched two speedboats, mounted 7.62 machine guns on the boats, started the engines, and sped off in a flash.

They quickly arrived at the spot where the woman had fallen into the water and pulled her out. The other speedboat, without stopping, headed straight for her, relentlessly pursuing her.

Soon, the sound of gunfire erupted from ahead. Not long after, the leader saw soldiers returning in speedboats.

After retrieving the speedboat and boarding the warship, they reported to the commander-in-chief: "Reporting, Commander! We have sunk that speedboat. The target has been confirmed dead and sunk to the bottom of the sea. Judging from the target's trajectory, they were probably heading to the location of the next supply ship for assistance."

"Send personnel ashore and take control of this supply ship," Zhang Ailun ordered.

Another speedboat approached the supply ship, landed, and pulled the woman who had fallen into the water aboard.

Zhang Ailun crossed the bridge erected by the two ships and arrived at the deck of the supply ship without any hindrance. The soldiers, carrying rifles and cannons, stood guard on the deck to keep watch, while the others ran into the cabin to search and soon brought their men to the deck.

The report came from the commander: "Commander, all the personnel on this supply ship, seven men and one woman, are here."

Zhang Ailun looked at the fat man whose face was covered in blood, and the other gunmen, but ignored the Latina woman vomiting on the handrail.

They asked, "Which team are you from? Was the person who escaped earlier your organization's leader?"