Restarting life in Siheyuan

"Let's follow the established plan!"

Seeing Li Xiaojun struggling, Zhu Xuefeng whispered a reminder and took Qiu Hong out of the command room. Enemy missiles were attacking, so he might have to show a miracle.

Zhu Xuefeng had thought of this possibility ever since he knew that the other fleet had missile ships. His own fleet lacked this defensive capability, so he could only rely on himself and use space to quietly collect the other side's incoming missiles, destroy them, and then throw them out.

"Commander, there are missiles attacking outside. Please change ships quickly." Li Xiaojun behind him shouted loudly without bothering to issue orders.

The two sides are more than ten nautical miles apart, which is about twenty kilometers. The current ship-to-ship missile has a speed of about 300 kilometers per hour, and this distance can be reached in about four minutes!

"Just do your thing and don't worry about me! This is an order!"

Zhu Xuefeng did not look back. He took Qiu Hong out of the command room and came to the deck. In the distance, two missiles were visible to the naked eye, whistling towards his flagship.

Li Xiaojun issued an order with red eyes behind him, "First echelon..."

Ignoring Li Xiaojun's frustration behind him, Zhu Xuefeng pulled Qiu Hong and just looked at the incoming missiles quietly, silently opening up the space to cover the entire front area of ​​the ship.

"Commander, missiles are coming, get out of the way!"

The officers and soldiers on the ship were hiding everywhere. Several officers ran over anxiously and were about to pull Zhu Xuefeng to hide. Xia Ligong looked at the leader and his wife who had a calm face and stopped several officers.

"Don't worry about me, let everyone get ready for battle." Zhu Xuefeng shook his head, refused to leave, and watched the missiles whizzing towards him.

Unfortunately, the enemy's missiles were not up to the mark. They were still a few hundred meters away, and two missiles plunged into the sea one after the other, depriving someone of the opportunity to show off.

"A missile of this caliber! It doesn't even have an infrared seeker to autonomously search for targets. It's rubbish!"

Facing the water column caused by the violent explosion several hundred meters away, Zhu Xuefeng sneered. Yes, this thing must have been obtained from Russia. It is impossible for a good one to be sold to him. It has no high-reliability guidance capability and no satellite for coordinate guidance. This kind of thing is indeed garbage.

Thinking about the accuracy of Scud missiles decades later, where the error could be tens of kilometers, Zhu Xuefeng understood why Coconut City's missiles were so crappy. Their accuracy was only slightly better than his own rockets. They were really useless. With this in mind, Zhu Xuefeng felt relieved.

Without paying attention to the admiring looks on the deck at his fearlessness in the face of danger, he dragged Li Xiaojun, who had just run out in anger with red eyes after issuing the order, back to the command room.

"Calm down! Li Xiaojun, you are the commander of the entire fleet, don't lose your composure!"

"Yes, Chief!" Li Xiaojun was stunned, stood at attention with red eyes, saluted, and picked up the microphone again.

"Gunboat Squadron, Commander Huang Yuanshan, you are in charge of the command. Go in and tie them down..."

Both sides have entered the range of the ship's guns. On the sea, there are rumbling gunshots, flames shooting into the sky, smoke everywhere, and the pungent smell of gunpowder fills every inch of space.

The Coconut City Navy's naval guns rained down on the autonomous region's fleet, and the shells exploded on the sea surface, creating huge splashes of water, and the splashed seawater fell on the decks of the ships like a rainstorm. Each explosion was accompanied by a strong vibration, as if it was going to tear the warship apart.

The autonomous region fleet did not show weakness and immediately launched a counterattack. The two destroyers opened fire first, and the 130mm naval guns made a deafening roar. The flames from the muzzles illuminated the entire ship, like two angry fire beasts roaring. Shells whizzed towards the enemy fleet and exploded around the enemy ships, setting off a sea of ​​fire.

The occasional salvos of rockets continued, causing headaches for the enemy, and the power of these salvos would explode again during close combat, and a few rockets could effectively kill a large number of enemy personnel, plunging the deck of a ship into deathly silence.

The captain of the "Sea Lion" stood on the command platform and shouted loudly: "Gunners, hit them hard! Let them know how powerful we are! The commander said that we must avenge our dead compatriots, and the blood debt must be paid with blood!"

The gunners responded in unison: "Yes, blood debt must be repaid with blood!" They operated the ship's guns skillfully, roared, loaded, aimed, and fired in one smooth motion, with determination and courage in their eyes.

The armed helicopters on the "Hummingbird" quickly took off and formed a formation to fly towards the enemy fleet. While avoiding the enemy's artillery fire, they locked onto the target ship and fired air-to-ground missiles. The missiles dragged long tail flames, like sharp swords, piercing the enemy ships. For this encounter, the autonomous region also fought hard, and all the few missiles were put into battle, which had a good effect. Several enemy ships quickly lost their combat effectiveness.

"Huang Yuanshan, tell your small gunboats to pay attention. Use your flexibility to get close to the enemy fleet and launch a close-range attack!" Li Xiaojun gave combat orders, his voice becoming steady and powerful.

After receiving the order, the six Type 62 gunboats quickly adjusted their course and rushed towards the enemy fleet. They flexibly shuttled on the sea, avoiding the enemy's artillery attacks, and fired at the enemy with their small-caliber artillery. Although the firepower of the small gunboats was not as good as that of destroyers and large and medium-sized enemy ships, their maneuverability made it difficult for the enemy to predict, causing some minor troubles to the enemy from time to time.

Underwater, the two submarines, the Wolf Fang and the Seal, were also looking for opportunities to attack. They quietly approached the enemy fleet, ready to launch torpedoes to deal a fatal blow to the enemy.

"Report to the commander, we are approaching the right wing of the enemy fleet, can we launch torpedoes?" The captain of the "Wolf Fang" communicated with Li Xiaojun through the underwater communication device, with a hint of excitement and nervousness in his voice. After thinking for a moment, Li Xiaojun replied fiercely: "Wait a minute, find the best time, and ensure that the attack will hit. Don't act rashly, if we want to attack, we must catch them off guard!"

"Commander, two enemy submarines have been found, and the sonar shows they are lurking one hundred meters underwater." The message was received again.

"Bomb that son of a bitch, use depth charges on it." Li Xiaojun ordered again, "All combat units implement the plan and actively look for opportunities to fight!"

The enemy planes arrived as expected, and looking at the chaotic naval battle scene, they helplessly dropped a batch of bombs, and then wavered to launch a separate attack on the autonomous region's fleet. After suffering two salvos of rockets and dropping three fighter planes, they reluctantly staggered away.

As the battle continued, the autonomous region fleet gradually fell into trouble. With the advantages of numbers and firepower, the Coconut City Navy surrounded the autonomous region fleet. The ships of the autonomous region fleet began to suffer varying degrees of damage.

The deck of the "Flying Eagle" was hit by enemy shells and a raging fire broke out. The flames raged on the deck, devouring everything combustible, and thick smoke rushed into the sky. The crew shuttled through the flames and tried their best to put out the fire. Some used fire extinguishers to spray, and some used fire hoses to pour water. The captain was burned on his arm by the fire, but he simply bandaged it and continued to devote himself to the firefighting work, shouting: "Brothers, we fight." He was about to request to drive the ship to collide with the enemy.

Several warships were also hit and suffered serious water inflow. Seawater continued to pour into the cabins, and the crew struggled to repair the damage in waist-deep water. They used wooden boards, sandbags and other items to plug the leaks, and started the drainage pump to drain the water. The captain of a small gunboat was directing the repair work while encouraging the crew: "It's worth it today. We destroyed the opponent's big guy. Damn, we made a profit!"

"Commander, this is not a solution. Our casualties are increasing, and the fleet can't hold out for much longer." The first mate of the flagship said to Li Xiaojun with a worried look on his face, with a hint of helplessness in his eyes. The gap in naval strength between the two sides was too great. Although they had the help of rockets, the several-fold gap in strength and the attacks of enemy aircraft had caused the autonomous region fleet to suffer heavy losses.

Li Xiaojun bit his lip tightly, his brows knitted, and his eyes revealed a hint of anxiety. He knew that what the first mate said was true, but he could not just give up. He paced back and forth in the command room, his leather shoes making a dull sound on the floor.

"How does the Air Force respond? We'll reach the battlefield in a few minutes!" Li Xiaojun gave the order with a hint of urgency in his voice. Although the close combat of the Navy this time effectively reduced the attacks by enemy aircraft, they really couldn't hold on any longer.

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A moment later, the signalman replied: "Captain, the H-6 bomber has taken off as soon as it received the order and is flying towards the target sea area, but they need us to buy ten minutes to reach the drop location."

This was the combat plan that had been formulated before - using the H-6 bomber to drop electromagnetic pulse bombs. However, this plan had certain risks, because the H-6 bomber had to avoid enemy fighters and could only enter the field when the enemy aircraft were preparing to evacuate. It also had to fly stealthily at high altitudes and close to the enemy fleet before dropping the bombs.

Li Xiaojun looked at the leader again. Zhu Xuefeng nodded and took over the temporary command. He looked at his watch, took a deep breath, and made a major decision: "Attention all combat units, we are leaving the battlefield now. All ships should adjust their tactics. We need to hold on for another ten minutes and prepare for a counterattack. These ten minutes are related to our survival. Everyone must hold on!"

In the next ten minutes, the autonomous region fleet faced unprecedented pressure. The Coconut City Navy seemed to have sensed that the autonomous region fleet wanted to escape, and just as planned, they gathered again and pursued them, and the attack became more fierce, like a surging tide, one wave after another.

The "Sea Lion" was hit in many places during a concentrated enemy artillery attack. A shell hit the right side of the bridge directly, and with a loud bang, the area was instantly engulfed in flames and smoke. The glass of the command desk was blown to pieces, turning into countless sharp fragments flying everywhere. Several officers who were commanding were instantly hit by shrapnel, and blood splattered on the dashboard. A young officer fell in a pool of blood, with a look of unwillingness in his eyes for not completing his mission, and faintly shouted: "Captain..."

The lights in the bridge went out instantly, and various electronic devices began to flicker and emit pungent black smoke. A noisy electric current sound came from the communication system, and then it fell into silence. The captain looked at the injured officers and the damaged bridge, his heart filled with grief and anger, but he still stood firmly on the command platform and shouted loudly: "Keep fighting! Revenge for our brothers!"

At the same time, the side of the Sea Wolf was also hit by a heavy shell. A huge hole was torn in the armor, and seawater poured into the cabin like a surging monster. The crew ran hard on the tilted deck, trying to close the watertight door to stop the spread of seawater.

The alarm sounded sharply in the warship, and the red warning lights kept flashing, reflecting the angry faces. The sailors near the damaged area were knocked to the ground by the impact of the explosion, and some were even thrown directly into the sea.

The only cruiser of the Coconut City Navy was not spared from the artillery feast. A shell from the autonomous region fleet accurately hit its rear main gun position. In an instant, the rear main gun was blown up, the barrel twisted and deformed, and collapsed on the deck like a twist. The fire caused by the explosion spread rapidly, engulfing the surrounding ammunition depots, followed by a series of more violent explosions.

The rear part of the cruiser was shrouded in flames and thick smoke, and the ship began to slowly sink. The crew members abandoned the ship and fled. They jumped into the sea and swam hard among the oil and wreckage, shouting desperately. An officer struggled in the water, watching his warship sink, muttering to himself: "How could this happen..."

The Type 62 100-ton gunboat "Courageous" was hit by the enemy's close-in defense guns while charging towards the enemy ship. Shells rained down on its thin hull, leaving craters on the deck and wood chips and metal fragments flying everywhere.

The glass in the cockpit was all shattered, and a long gash was cut on the captain's face, with blood flowing out, but he still held the steering wheel tightly, trying to steer the battleship to a safe area: "Everyone, get ready. The commander said that we will launch a counterattack in a while and kill these bastards!"

However, as a shell hit its engine room, the "Brave" instantly lost power, shook violently on the sea, and began to slowly sink. The crew had no choice but to put on life jackets and jump into the rough sea. They looked at the gradually sinking warship with tears and reluctance in their eyes. It was not their turn to fight back. Many soldiers beat the sinking gunboat and shed tears of grievance.

On the sea, a situation formed where two large destroyers, several frigates and several gunboats were desperately fleeing, firing back a few shots from time to time, and a huge fleet of more than 40 ships left were chasing and firing from behind.

"General, the matter has been settled. Nearly half of the enemy's ships have been destroyed. These ones can't escape!"

"Humph, you want to run? This time we must annihilate them and send them back to the Stone Age. I wonder if they are still capable of forming a navy. You ignorant kid, how dare you confront us head-on."

A thrilling naval battle made the general feel high-spirited. Although his flagship was destroyed and the loss was not small, he might be able to wipe out this group of poor guys and seize their strange rockets. Everything would be worth it.

(End of this chapter)