Chapter 1344: torment

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"This bastard!"
Cancun, Garrison Command. Rows of staff and communications officers sat in the command hall, with a virtual screen in the middle, and volunteers from Inkley were operating a military-level command system.
General Bruchel was jumping and cursing. On the light and shadow of the virtual screen behind him, a large wave of enemy forces marked with red was quickly approaching the Harrington fleet marked with blue. The fleet's carrier-borne helicopters had almost no effect on the enemy's speedboats, and the fighters dispatched to support also had a poor record.
Everything looks terrible!
"Does the Aurora Corps don't care about the future? Why are they so bold to come and bet on me, and press all the bets at once. What good is it to lose both ways?
General Bruchelle really wanted to scratch his scalp, because for a few hours since the battle had begun, all the bad news had come out from the radio-to be honest, now General General really wants to negotiate. He really hoped that he did not send the main force of the fleet, because the opponent was too cruel!
At the moment in General Brucher's mind, Victor Hugo was indeed a well-known person. Regardless of whether it is to others or to others, the commander of the legion can be described as fierce.
Officers who command warfare need to know some common knowledge, for example, it is very bumpy on a speedboat speeding at dozens of knots. This is much more exciting than doing a roller coaster, and the environment is much worse.
Hundreds of speedboats constantly undulating on the sea surface, in fact, is a continuous process of hitting the sea surface, which has a great impact. Ordinary people have to faint in two hits, and even trained soldiers cannot withstand such rough treatment for a long time.
The speedboat unit dispatched by Victor Hugo has withstood the test of this cruel environment. Today, the pursuit battle has continued for more than five hours, and no speedboat has actively left behind. The body is too strong and strange, so amazing!
Not only are these excellent crew members of superb physical fitness, but even their spirit is as tenacious as steel-using small boats to fight against big ships. And under the repeated blows of helicopters and fighters, no one retreated timidly.
Although such a unit is poorly equipped, it is highly desired by any commander. No matter how good the equipment is, there must be excellent soldiers to operate it. Such as the crew members killed this time are strong and fearless, such soldiers are the best.
Under normal circumstances, a speedboat requires at least a dozen individuals to operate. Even if there are not many people required for a decisive attack, one boat has to be driven, one for navigation and communication, and one for the turbines. Almost a thousand of them are precious talents!
By contrast, Brucher was training a fleet in Cancun. The three 'Perry' class frigates were only over 600 crew members, and they were not good or bad. They could be called less than one-third of the elite. Such a group of people are all the heart of His Majesty the General, and he is the base of his footing in the last days.
Victor Hugo was forced to rush out and sent four to five times more elite than Brucher to death. His Excellency General just wanted to kneel down and begged: Tyrant, can we slow down? I won't hit you anymore, you give me back my fleet. I don't want to fight with a lunatic like you!
In Brucher's view, the Navy and Coast Guard of the Aurora Corps also has about 300 speed boats and a size of 5,000 to 6,000 people. Now they shake their hands and take out the best of them.
Victor Hugo doesn't want to mix anymore, but Brucher also wants to mix it! Without the fleet, the old man would be nothing.
Colonel Harrington, who is being chased by a dog and jumping off the wall, is isolated at the moment. He can only compel himself on the radio to report: "Sir, the enemy's speedboat has entered the range of our fleet's missiles. Good luck, . "
At present, the three 'Perry' classes are actually not working, they are just running away. Seeing that his opponents who were not afraid of death were getting closer, Harrington, the commander, naturally did not want to sit still.
The main weapon of the 'Perry' class is the missiles on the MK-13 launcher, including the 'Standard-1' air defense missile and the 'Harpoon' anti-ship missile. Both of these missiles can be used to combat surface targets. But a warship has only forty rounds.
In addition, the 'Perry' class also has 80 rounds of MK-75 main guns with a caliber of 76 millimeters and a high rate of hit with fire control radar. An MK-38 twenty-five millimeter machine gun with a close array of anti-aircraft guns. Oh ... and two triple torpedo launchers.
Armament still looks quite powerful, right?
But whether such things can deal with more than three hundred speed boats, this is a question!
On the radar screen of the 'Brook', dense speedboats are approaching from three directions. External support was hopeless at this moment, and Captain Harrington, the captain, could only order: "Launch the 'harpoon' first to destroy the speedboats that stopped us home from the south."
In the Colonel's calculations, the speedboat group to the south threatened the most. However, as long as they can break their barriers, the three 'Perry' classes may still escape to the port of Cancun. So he gave priority to approaching enemies in this direction.
With the command of the commander, the MK-13 single-arm launchers of the three 'Perry' class bows quickly exploded into the sky, and the three Harpoon anti-missile missiles broke out and flew towards Speedboats have approached within 30 kilometers.
To be honest, with the industrial capacity of the last days, a harpoon is afraid to be more expensive than ten speed boats. This exchange is more than a loss!
The distance of 30 kilometers ~ EbookFREE.me ~ The subsonic harpoon will fly for about two or three minutes. The 'Perry' class has two fire control channels, and three warships fired six missiles in one go. accurate…….
Wait ... it only hit four speedboats!
Six blasts of flames burst on the sea, but only four targets disappeared. Colonel Harrington, who had been short of ammunition, was really a little suffocated. If this wolf pack is not cleaned up, he will have to kill his tiger sooner or later.
"What's going on?" His Excellency Colonel could not understand, when did the anti-ship missiles fail to destroy even a speedboat? This hit rate is less than 70%.
The missile launch officer responsible for fire control was also sweaty. He speculated a long time later: "It may have been electromagnetic interference and deception. Our missiles flew by two."
What?
It ’s going to be dead like this, you know?
Colonel Harrington stepped forward and grabbed the neck of the fire control officer, cursing with green muscles: "To eliminate interference, we must guarantee the hit rate, otherwise we will not be able to carry more than 300 speedboats. Waiting for them to approach us is unlucky. "
The fire control officer could only keep nodding, and then tremblingly tried to find out how to improve the hit rate. The second batch of six missiles flew out.
In this all-round, the radar officer shouted in cheer: "All six targets have disappeared, hahaha!"
Colonel Harrington's face was a little pleased.
The third batch of six missiles was fired with six rounds and five hits.
The colonel's face collapsed.
The fourth batch of six missiles was fired with six rounds and three hits.
The colonel's face was gloomy like a demon.
The fifth batch, ...
The sixth batch, ...
There are fewer and fewer light spots on the radar, but fewer and fewer bombs are on the warships. Everyone was worried, counting the remaining ammunition and the remaining enemies.
Too bad!