Chapter 1,114: Who Shows Whom?

Hogg would never understand.

One hundred kilometers, a safe distance in his eyes, was just an ordinary firefighting distance in front of Starlink Trading's ship-borne electromagnetic gun.

After two rounds of updates, the shipboard electromagnetic gun on the Guardian-class frigate is no longer a modified version of the original Type 50 electromagnetic gun, but an anti-ship main gun designed entirely for battleships. A fifty-kilogram mass bomb is enough to tear a frigate of the same tonnage into two pieces.

Even a 2,000-ton frigate can deliver a DPS that only legendary battleships can possess. The "Guardian Class" of Starlink Trading takes the tactical concept of "small boats carrying big guns" to the extreme, bringing naval warfare into the 22nd century ahead of schedule. Detect and destroy” era.

At the same time as two F-35Cs took off from the deck of the Ford-class aircraft carrier, the naval guns of the two Guardian-class frigates were already aimed at the Ford's hull from a distance.

It is no exaggeration to say that once a conflict occurs between the two sides, the seventy-five carrier-based aircraft in the aircraft carrier will have no chance to take off and will be sent to the bottom of the Pacific Ocean. As for the two F-35Cs that have already taken off, as long as they dare to fly this way, the laser anti-missile systems on the frigates will teach them how to behave.

The captain of the frigate with a resolute face stood on the bridge, staring calmly at the aircraft carrier battle group on the holographic image.

From the moment this aircraft carrier battle group passed Hawaii, they were locked on the lens of the "Sky Eye" observation satellite of Star Ring Trading.

This is also the reason why Jiang Chen didn't take this aircraft carrier battle group seriously, because they never left his "eyes" from beginning to end.

"Report, two carrier-based aircraft took off from the deck of the Ford and headed straight towards us. The aircraft type has been confirmed to be F35-C, and the type of bombs attached is unknown." The first mate stood at attention, saluted, and reported to the captain.

The captain nodded, with a cruel smile on his lips.

"Give them some color and see."

"Yes!" The first mate saluted solemnly, turned around and trotted away.

Soon, a searchlight-shaped device rose from the middle of the frigate behind, shaking and pointing into the distant airspace.

If those two F-35s knew that they had been discovered by someone else's radar, they would definitely not dare to rush into the face of the "Guardian" if they were killed.

But alas, they know nothing about power.

"Here is Sea Lion-1 (Sea Lion-2),

Already approaching the Halo Trade Frigate, no submarine activity was detected underwater. The other party hasn't noticed us yet and asks for instructions on the next step. "The two frigates of Star Ring Trading have appeared on the radar, and the pilot driving the F-35C immediately reported the situation to the aircraft carrier.

After hearing the report from the frontline pilots, an imperceptible mockery appeared on Hogg's face.

Before, he was worried about what kind of tricks Star Ring Trading was playing, but now it seems that they are just bluffing.

"Give them some color and see." Hogg said lightly, and at the end he did not forget to give a warning, "Be careful to stop when you are good, don't go too far."

"receive."

The two F-35Cs changed their formation in the air, descended and approached the two Guardian-class ships of Starlink Trading.

Perhaps out of extreme confidence in their own flying skills, or perhaps because they were extremely convinced that Starlink Trading would never dare to fire the first shot, the two F-35Cs assumed a cruising posture one behind the other, and even arrogantly got out of the clouds. , preparing to pass over the head of the frigate, suddenly appearing and disappearing on the opponent's radar.

Relying on the stealth performance of the F35, they can say that they have tried and tested this subtle provocation.

Although it has only been tried against the Iranian and Syrian armies.

Skillfully opening the photoelectric reconnaissance pod mounted on the belly of the aircraft, Giles was about to "suddenly appear" on the opponent's radar, but found a white light on the frigate directly in front of him.

Before he could realize what it was, a bright light instantly enveloped his cockpit.

Giles closed his eyes reflexively, and the burning pain in his pupils told him what had just happened.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! My eyes can't see! Fuck, what the hell is that!"

The hoarse shouts of his comrades were heard in his ears. Giles wanted to open his eyes to confirm his situation, but the bright light that filled the cockpit made all this become an unrealistic extravagance.

The two planes were like blind flies, confused in the air, and even almost collided with each other.

Breaking out in a cold sweat, Giles relied on his driving experience and made several consecutive maneuvers in the air, but still could not shake off the bright light that shrouded the cockpit.

The light seemed to have eyes, clinging to his cockpit.

He swore that he had never seen such an unusual weapon!

If it were just an ordinary strong light, it would be impossible to achieve this level. He was sure that when he was maneuvering, the nose of the aircraft was no longer facing the frigate, but the entire cabin was still shrouded in dazzling light, making it impossible to escape.

There was only one explanation. Star Ring Trade must have used some kind of microwave weapon that he had never heard of, so that his entire canopy, and even the anti-light goggles on his helmet, turned into glowing light bulbs...

"Sea Lion-1, this is the command headquarters. What is going on with you? Please answer when you receive it...Zizhi...Repeat it, please answer when you receive it..."

"God, God, God... please, don't do this, please..."

Silently chanting God's name in panic, Giles almost relied on intuition and years of driving experience to reluctantly pull the plane back above the clouds. However, even so, he still could not escape the lock of the strong light.

Regardless of whether there was a missile lock reminder, the heat decoys and chaff interference bombs were thrown out at once.

I flew for five minutes in panic.

Even he himself didn't know whether he escaped in the end or whether Star Ring Trade let him go.

The bright light that shrouded the cockpit finally disappeared, and Giles felt that his whole body was soaked in cold sweat. He confirmed his position through radar, circled more than 20 kilometers to the north, and then adjusted his course and returned in the direction of the Ford.

As for the two frigates, let alone passing by, he didn't even dare to look back.

"Sea Lion-2, how is the situation over there?" Switching to the team channel, Giles asked his comrades.

"This is Sea Lion-2, I need eye drops...other than that, everything is normal."

"Is the landing okay?"

"No problem...probably."

After confirming the safety of his comrades, Giles breathed a sigh of relief, immediately contacted the aircraft carrier, and briefly reported what had just happened.

Even now, he can't believe what just happened.

If it weren't for the dull pain in his eyes and the cold sweat soaking his back, he would rather believe that everything that just happened was a dream.

A bone-deep nightmare...

After hanging up the communication with the command center, Giles' muscles that were tense due to tension gradually relaxed.

The crisis has been resolved and he will be able to return to the aircraft carrier soon.

Out of curiosity, he reached out and touched the canopy.

However, the moment his hand touched the canopy, the expression on his face became strange again.

Not just the canopy, but also the goggles on his helmet, and even the instrument panel in the cockpit...

Although he was wearing flying gloves, he felt his hands were slightly hot.

What a hell! (To be continued.) Activate new URL