He was already a captain at that time, but at that time he was just the captain of a sailing ship. He was 24 years older than Strauss, the commander of the Dornish Navy at the time, and he was already almost fifty at that time.
Now he is still the captain, but the captain of Dorne's largest aircraft carrier.
Although he has been promoted and made a fortune over the years, and even became the commander of an aircraft carrier, what he misses most is the days when he was with Straughan.
It's a pity that the young man later left Dorne, and the two heroes of Dorne became a thing of the past. Many people miss that era, when the Kingdom of Dorne was invincible.
Everything is over. As time goes by, and the sound of the roaring jet engines above our heads becomes more and more loud, the bridge of the aircraft carrier Viva Dorne Empire gradually submerges into the not-so-cold water.
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The sea was right in front of him, but it had never been so ferocious and terrifying. John Cleeves quietly looked at the seawater outside the porthole, letting the seawater pouring in from the gap to cover his feet.
He felt that his socks were soaked, and then his trouser legs were soaked. The sea water swallowed the bridge mercilessly, leaving only the mast on the sea. The radar in the middle of the mast no longer rotated, and the flag above it no longer fluttered.
The last trace of air in the bridge was squeezed out by the sea water, and John Cleeves' eyes became dark. The commander of the United Fleet, the commander-in-chief of the Dorne Fleet, reached the end of his life.
"Report! The Dornish Empire Long Live has sunk..." On the bridge of the aircraft carrier Neverwinter, the temporary flagship of the United Fleet, someone reported to Mike Ravel what had just happened.
Because they had not sailed too far at all, even the communication was intermittent. A destroyer confirmed the news of the sinking of the Dornish Empire Hail and notified the Neverwinter of the news.
"They finally sent a message, wishing all warships to escape from this sea area... May the gods bless the Dorne Empire..." The officer stood next to Mike Ravel and copied the message sent by the aircraft carrier Viva Dorne Empire an hour ago.
Recited it aloud.
He had just confirmed this message from a message sent by another battleship. When the Dornish Empire Long Live sent the message before, the Neverwinter did not receive it.
This intermittent communication was irritating. Mike Ravel took off his military hat and looked in the direction of the aircraft carrier Long Live the Dornish Empire.
"The Wuyang sent a message... They have lost all power and the aircraft carrier is sinking. They wish us good luck." Another officer came over and reported something very bad to Mike Ravel.
information.
All 10 aircraft carriers of the combined fleet were destroyed, and all 10 battleships had lost their combat capabilities. Most of the remaining cruisers and destroyers were also damaged, and only a few destroyers escaped in panic.
The control of the sea in the southern seas has been completely lost, and Dorne's transport fleet may not be able to travel in the southern seas in the future.
What's even more frightening is that if the Tang naval fleet goes south after replenishing supplies and harasses the coast of Dorne... things will get completely out of control.
Neverwinter...the entire Talen region, as well as the coast of Goblins...the coast of Dorne...countless developed areas and wealthy cities will be turned into ruins!
Dorne is over! As long as the Tang Kingdom is willing to take action, Dorne will be set back decades immediately! Countless thoughts flashed through Mike Ravel's mind, and every thought was filled with despair.
In Qingluan Port, Sun Guang walked back and forth in the headquarters, his palms were full of sweat. He still didn't know what happened to the combined fleet. It was like suddenly receiving a notice that a family member had been in a car accident, and then
I can't get through the phone...
"Is there any news about the planes sent out?" This morning, he had asked this question for the third time for the third time. As soon as it dawned, he ordered the planes to be sent out to search the sea areas where the joint fleet might escape.
But the communication interference was still strong, and none of the planes sent out sent back any news. Sun Guang sent out more than 20 planes in one breath, including Type 17 bombers and fighter jets. He even asked the Air Force to dispatch two fast 183s.
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None of these planes brought back any news, or even returned themselves. No one knew what happened, so everyone could only wait anxiously.
"Report! Sir!" An officer came to Sun Guang's side and brought what he thought was good news: "General Zhang Xuan agreed to support us. This morning, 20 Type 17 bombers have taken off and are clearing the mountains for us.
Transfer to Hong Kong Airport... Arrive at noon."
"It's no use! What's the use of sending dozens of crappy planes at this time?" Sun Guang cursed irritably. At this time, he sent 20 bombers as if he were squeezing toothpaste. It's too late!
It has already been one night. If the Tang army can move at night, the combined fleet is already in danger. What use can the plane arriving at noon do? Search and rescue?
"Let the garrison on the fort be more vigilant!" Sun Guang is the port commander, and guarding the port is his responsibility. With the possibility of losing the fleet cover, he can only rely on himself now.
"Yes!" The officer who heard the order quickly left. As for the fact that his superior had just cursed General Zhang Xuan with foul words, he just pretended not to have heard it.
"Report!" Another officer hurried over, holding a telegram in his hand: "The telegrams from the Hammerhead submarine were intermittent and very disruptive. But they mentioned the combined fleet..."
As soon as he reached out and grabbed the telegram, Sun Guang lowered his head to read the contents of the telegram. He saw that it read: "Our boat saw... it was on fire... the combined fleet... sank."
What this message actually said was, "Our boat saw that the battleship HMS Formidable was on fire, and many battleships in the Combined Fleet were sunk."
Unfortunately, the telegram was intermittent, and only part of the content was received. Sun Guang grabbed the telegram, and his whole body was about to go crazy. What the hell does this say? With this battle going like this, what the hell should I do?
The irritability, uneasiness, and inability to deal with the situation drove Sun Guang crazy. He had had enough of such vague reports. Who could give him accurate news?
"Continue to generate power for the Hammerhead! Aren't they returning? They should be getting closer and closer to here! Confirm with them! Find out what they saw!" Sun Guang almost roared and gave the order: "
Increase the power! No matter what, I want to know what happened!"
"Yes! Sir!" The officer quickly turned around and ran to the communications room. What they didn't know was that death had quietly arrived and the disaster had begun.
