Chapter 782:

It has been several years since he heard the sound, but he immediately realized it. Call to action station! It may have only one meaning. Idaho is taking action. This thought excited Li Badi's blood. He turned his questioning gaze to the captain.
Higgins is already on the phone.
He said: "The bomber's flight is coming," he threw the phone back on the hook. "come on."
This may be the first time in naval history that a barefoot, bald man, whose only clothing is a pair of dirty duck-leg pants, joined the commander of a battleship on the captain's bridge. Captain Higgins didn't care about Li Badi's clothes, and his officers were too polite to show off if they cared. They really don't care. They are thinking about other things.
In the distant sky, Li Huai could see the officer's thoughts. A series of tiny black spots. They are so far away, they look like. Japanese bomber. Big guy four engines work.
The note on the platform calling for action is still screaming on board. In Idaho, the magical sound touched life. Thirty-five thousand tons of steel is being put into production. When the engine kicks his foot faster, Li Badi may feel a pulsation. The ship rushed forward. One thousand and five hundred people are standing. The guns in the cannon turret scurry around, hoping to have a target near the horizon. Idaho is a new ship. She for air defense systems. The black muzzles of multiple pompoms swayed around, poking towards the sky.
An officer is staring with glasses on. "Sir, seventeen of them," he said. "I'm not sure yet, but I think there will be another flight after the first flight."
Idaho is part of a task force that includes an aircraft carrier, cruisers and several destroyers. Li Huai could see that the carrier in the distance had turned around. Hei galloped up on her deck and flew into the sky. The fighter rose. Cruisers and destroyers are moving along the aircraft carrier and predetermined locations in Idaho to increase the weight of their air defense barrage to match the guns carried by large ships.
"Three minutes." Someone said calmly. "They are already running."
The anti-aircraft aircraft was released. Li Biao panted, covering his ears with his hands. He left the navy before the advent of air combat. He knew the roar of the cannon turret in the turret, but this was his first time fighting an airplane. The sound was completely deafening. If the anger of a hundred thunderstorms were concentrated in one area, the tornado exploding would not be as strong as the sound of gunfire. The explosion hit his skull, bringing his teeth together. He can feel the vibration of his feet.
The black spots high in the sky bloom in the sky like dead flowers.
The bombers kept coming.
Anti-aircraft bombs entered the way forward. Death stretched to the sky, pointing at the black vulture flying in the wind with its claws. Reached and found the goal. An airplane smokes outwards.
Li Bai knew that this was a direct attack, obviously it was in Bomb Bay, where the bomb was blown up. The fragments of the plane hung in the sky, slowly falling downward.
Above the air defense, dancing in the sun-fighter jets. They swooped down.
Suddenly, a bomber lost control and tried to correct itself, but failed. The wings fell off. The bomber started spinning frantically.
Black smoke came from the third ship. It started to lose height quickly.
The others keep going.
Michelson suddenly appeared on the bridge.
Li Huai didn't know how he got there, but he was there, jumping around, waving his notebook in the air. Michelson shouted loudly.
"-Danger!-You must leave here-"
Li Bai caught the shouting words. The roar of the air defense barrage drowned the rest.
No one paid attention to Michaelson. They looked at the sky.
The plane released the bomb.
For some reason, they did not attack their normal target, the aircraft carrier. Maybe the second flight is over the aircraft carrier. The first flight was to bomb the battleship.
Idaho is their goal.
Li Huai tried to turn to avoid the bomb, and might feel the big ship trembling. A destroyer could originally rotate in circles, but 35,000 tons of steel is not so easy to rotate.
The bomb is falling. Li Huai could see them in the air, and the small black spots kept growing. The fighter jets made big holes in the bomber formation. Few Japanese warships will return to their base. But their work has been completed.
The bomb hit.
They crashed in an irregular manner throughout the ship. Four to five are very close, but none of them hits directly. The huge faucet jumped up from the sea. A flame seemed to envelope the horizon. It was a strange, dancing, very brilliant blue flame. It looks like some huge arc discharge.
Even amidst the roar of the barrage, Li Huai heard the sound of tearing. Somehow, it reminded him of someone tearing a piece of cloth. However, to make such a loud sound, it must be a huge cloth, and the person tearing it must be a huge cloth.
The blue light becomes more intense. It shimmers and is unbearable.
At the same time, the sun jumped!
"I'm crazy!" The short thought was in Li Badi's mind. He wanted to know if the bomb hit the ship. Is this a nightmare caused by death? Did he die within a second? Did his mental breakdown report the shocking fact of death by telling him that the sun was jumping?
The sun cannot jump.
It has jumped. It is almost directly at the cost. It has been under the western sky for two hours now.
Tons of water flowed down the bow of the ship. The waves jumped on the deck. Idaho seems to have sunk a few feet. Now, her buoyancy is increasing, and she is trying to rise from the sea. She was struggling upward, rising under the pressure of water.
The wind is blowing. There was almost no wind, but now the squally wind swept the ship’s superstructure.
The raging sea is running. The sea is always smooth. Now it is covered with a white cap.
The bomb exploded, the blue flame glowed, a giant tore the sky apart, the gale leaped into the world, the sea was covered with white waves, and the sun jumped.
Li Huai looked at the sky, seeking a second bomber flight. The air was filled with biting clouds. Can't see the bomber.
The anti-aircraft battery without a target suddenly stopped launching.
Except for the wind blowing over the superstructure, the ship remained silent. The silence is so heavy that it hurts the ears. The officers on the bridge stood still, frozen statues. They seem to be paralyzed.
The ship is running.
"What-what have those become?" Li Huai heard a sleepy officer say. "Yes, what happened to those bombers?"
"Where does this wind come from?"
"There was no wind a minute ago."
"Look at the sea. There is a white hat on it!"
"Something happened to the sun. I-I almost certainly saw it move."
Lost, confused voice.
"The devil became an aircraft carrier?" That was Captain Higgins' voice.
"The rest of the troops, cruisers and destroyers, what have they become?"
Li Huai looked at where he saw the transport ship for the last time. She has been launching planes.
He didn't believe his eyes.
The carrier is gone.
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