The return b-1 Albatross heavy process bomber met the US Navy, commanded by General William Frederick Halsey.

Looking at the sky, the figures of those big guys, beside the portholes of the air warships, groups of US Navy sailors waved at the long-range heavy bomber flying back.

"Goodbye, everyone..."

Looking at the three-machine formations, there was only one bomber left. Some bombers were still emitting black smoke fuselages, which made the young men of the US Navy feel a little worried. After all, they should face the Japanese alone.

"Reporting to the chief, I am a radar observer. We were scanned by radar waves. According to the signal characteristics, we believe it was from the Hawkeye reconnaissance/command airship equipped by the Japanese Army. In addition, we found that the life-saving device on the sea was probably the crew of the bomber that was hit!"

William Frederick Halsey, who was sitting in the captain's seat, looked out from the porthole. At this time, there was no Japanese-controlled island, but he concluded that the enemy's fighter plane would arrive soon.

"Well, I get it. I send out a combat alarm and at the same time, our fighter fleet is asked to enter the escort state... I want those razor rotors to save people, boys, we are going to prepare for a fight!"

With the order of General William Frederick Halsey, the combat alarm on each airship sounded. The air defense machine gunner turned the machine gun tower with a nervous expression and observed the nearby airspace.

The air carrier immediately turned and left the airship formation. Then they turned their huge bodies together, causing the airship to start flying in the wind. About 5 minutes later, a series of flying dys-z fighters flew up from the airship.

According to the orders of the aviation guides on the Hawkeye reconnaissance/command the airship, each of the 6-aircraft teams grew into an air barrier around the huge airship group. At this time, one-third of the fighter jets on the aircraft carriers in the space have taken off, and the remaining fighters will take off according to the orders to perform patrol missions instead of these fighters.

In this case, any attempt to sneak attack on this fleet may be delusional.

"Sir, 12 o'clock, reconnaissed the enemy fighter fleet, direction..."

"These little Japanese come so quickly!"

After muttering in his heart, William Frederick Halsey issued an order to the combat officer who was beside him, who was a little more than the one at the bottom of his seat.

"The order changes the offensive mode, accelerates the entire fleet, approaches the battleships' artillery position, and ask the air warships to attack their airports with silkworm-guided missiles. Don't let these annoying little guys bother me again!"

Under the air warships, "silk-style guided missiles" began to appear. Compared with the Chinese Federation's vi-sensory-shaped missiles, this missile, which uses short-sick-shaped wings, has a longer flight distance and a larger warhead, and there is nothing outstanding about it.

After all, compared with the Chinese Federation's v2 missiles, the distance between this missile is not one or two technologies. Just a problem of large-scale integrated circuits, it is impossible to achieve results without 1 to 2 years. After all, the micro chips on it provide more capabilities for the missile.

Groups of "silkworm-style guided missiles" were driven quickly towards their targets under the flames of the tail. When they arrived at the Ogasawara Islands, something that shocked the Americans.

On the island that was ravaged by heavy bombers, there were smoke-filled craters everywhere.

Large scents of smoke were being cast in the limelight, and the entire island was wrapped in a faint smoke. The airport was firmly covered by this smoke, and it has become quite difficult to use TV guidance. Of course, this is not difficult for the radar and satellite guidance mode of the Chinese Federation, but for TV guidance, obstructing sight is undoubtedly a headache.

At this time, groups of light air defense weapons loaded on Hummers appeared, and strings of rockets were sent to the sky with machine guns aiming briefly. The Japanese did not expect these small rockets to hit the target, but the shrapnel of these things exploded in the sky, forming a mine array that could not be broken through.

Several "silk-style guided missiles" flying in front broke into the air defense net composed of shrapnel at an extremely fast speed. Due to the relative speed problem, the small shrapnel collided with the missiles, causing all kinds of problems to immediately have occurred in the missiles.

"I lost the video signal..."

A weapon controller shouted loudly, and then someone shouted.

"Lost control...lose control..."

What makes people even more funny is that the weapon controller recruited from the retired pilots directly shouted: "I was hit and was falling... Ask for help... Ask for help..."

Of course, such a spoof will attract everyone's scolding. Only those who are too fascinated find that they are still sitting on the air warship at this time.

William Frederick Halsey listened to the report of the guide on the Hawkeye Reconnaissance/Command the airship and knew that it was unlikely that the attack on the Japanese airport under such circumstances. However, the missiles shot out could not be taken back, so he yelled at the combat officer.

"You can't use these missiles to attack air defense vehicles and smoke devices..."

Under his command, the subsequent "silk-style guided missile" turned a big arc in the sky under the control of the weapon controller gritted his teeth and carried the joystick hard. Then they began the dive towards those targets.

At this time, the scenery on the ground quickly grew in the eyes of the controller. They resisted the urge to close their eyes. They watched the soldiers on the Japanese air defense vehicles, holding their heads one by one, and running desperately to the distance. The operator even saw some of them, some girls with long hair.

With the intention of war to get women away, the missile guide was determined to make his missile deviate from the target. Or just bombarded the gunners who were operating the double machine guns were still spraying bullets and rockets into the sky. Suddenly, the guide felt that he had lost control of the missile, but it didn't matter. With a large load of drugs, the airport that was deliberately blasting the runway to destroy the bullet warhead. The high temperature and high pressure were enough to cause a large-scale death area.

"Boom..."

12 consecutive "silk-style guided missiles" hit the light air defense vehicles and the location of the cigarette tanks. The shock waves of the explosion in the smoke formed an empty field that looked like smoke rings. All the people in this empty field were blown to pieces in this violent explosion.

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Just like his nickname, William Frederick Halsey's expression often makes people worry when he stares with a stern face. Especially for the two people sitting next to him, his combat officer on the left and the fleet navigation control officer on the right.

As a flagship, the commander of this ship is further ahead, with three swivel chairs facing the huge console. However, when the fleet commander is here, he seems a little redundant most of the time!

"Sir, they are already investigating. Our four Hawkeye have separated some distances, and their Apple reconnaissance planes have also flew out..."

Faced with the questioning of "Bull Halsey", the combat officer was not very enlightened when he spoke nervously. He didn't understand that these damn Hawkeye were better than each other when reconnaissance training, but how could they lose their chains at this critical moment?

"Tell them to be fast, otherwise it would be a trivial matter if we stay here and do nothing, but if we are ridiculed by those little Japanese, I would rather die than die!"

William Frederick Halsey knew that his attack would most likely fail before he found the opponent's early warning airship. The only thing he could do now is to protect his fleet from suffering excessive losses from the opponent's fighter jets. Otherwise, even if he found the opponent's Hawkeye, it would be useless.

"This annoying ghost thing... those damn arms dealers just care about making money and don't care about justice or not!"

Starting from sitting in the chair of the fleet commander, his admiration for the equipment of the Chinese Federation completely turned into complaints. In addition to obvious complaints about the arms dealers, he blamed himself even more. Because of the navy's habits, he ignored the other party's hawkeye problem.

After all, the navy's heavy warship strikes have always been based on surface strikes, and there is no such high precision required at all.

Time slid past minute by minute, and at this time, the first wave of Japanese fighters in the sky had already appeared in the sky. The first escort aircraft of the US Navy's first air fleet came up at this time.

In the case of air combat, air carriers will retain 10 teams respectively as the final air protection force. All other combat opportunities will be launched to provide the fleet with the greatest protection.

"Enemy fighter jets...attachment...attention to air defense..."

The air guide on Hawkeye informed the airships of the enemy planes at this time. When the crew members became nervous, the Halsey Bull kept muttering.

"My God, who tells me the location of the damn Japanese Hawkeye, without solving the mean evil Hawkeye, we will have no way to strike the Japanese ground precisely..."

As his roar spread throughout the fleet through the communication system, the people on Hawkeye were depressed. But they quickly cheered Halsey up because they found the evil Hawkeye of the Japanese.

"Good guys...good guys..."
Chapter completed!