Chapter 93: Laser Satellite

Yeah, General, we don't even know what method the enemy used! Rashly attacking will only put us in a more passive situation!

Another staff officer spoke up.

Finally, Yuehan Nuo, under constant persuasion, slightly regained a trace of reason.

"Bring up the satellite image, enlarge that airspace! I want to see with my own eyes what exactly happened!"

He almost gritted his teeth saying this.

The order was quickly carried out.

Soon, the large screen in the center of the bridge switched to the real-time image transmitted by the high-altitude reconnaissance satellite.

After enlargement and stabilization, the image clearly appeared before everyone.

In the blue sky, twenty sleek sci-fi shaped Rising Dragon fighters were cruising in formation at a leisurely pace.

And on the sea surface beneath them, more than ten pilots were floating.

They were still struggling to survive.

"Immediately dispatch rescue helicopters to pull our people out." He squeezed the order from between his teeth, his voice hoarse.

Immediately, he then looked at the conspicuous red line on the sea chart.

His United Fleet was now less than three kilometers from that line.

Further ahead was the opposing side's clearly warned "restricted zone".

Go, or not go?

Reason told him that now he should retreat.

But the pride of being an aircraft carrier fleet commander, and the face of Eagle Sauce's global hegemony behind him, also did not allow him to retreat just like that.

Once he stops here, or even retreats, tomorrow's headline worldwide will be:

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The entire bridge fell silent, everyone looking at Yuehan Nuo, waiting for his decision.

Yuehan Nuo's gaze swept back and forth between the screen and the sea chart, his mind racing.

After a few seconds, he seemed to think of something, the corner of his mouth curling up.

He connected to the encrypted communication channel with the commanders of the Island Nation and Stick Nation fleets.

"Tanaka, and also Park General, the situation I'm sure you've also seen."

Yuehan Nuo's voice returned to calm.

Two slightly doubtful responses came through the channel.

"General Yuehan Nuo, what on earth is happening to our fighters? Did Yanhuang Guo use some weapon we don't know about?"

The Island Nation fleet's commander Tanaka asked in a hoarse voice.

"Yes, General! Our planes all crashed! This is unbelievable!" The Stick Nation fleet's commander Park Jeong-ung's tone was full of lingering fear.

"You two don't need to panic."

Yuehan Nuo said lightly.

"According to my judgment, this should be a new type of large-scale electromagnetic interference weapon from Yanhuang Guo, effective only against precision aircraft.

"For our thick-skinned warships, it poses no major threat."

Hearing this, the two were half-believing, half-doubting.

"Now, I need your fleets to send out a few destroyers to first cross that so-called warning line for a probe."

Yuehan Nuo finally stated his purpose.

The communication channel instantly fell into silence.

Tanaka and Park Jeong-ung weren't fools; they immediately understood Yuehan Nuo's intention.

This was to have them act as cannon fodder, using their own nations' warships and soldiers' lives to test the enemy's firepower!

"This... General Yuehan Nuo,

Tanaka chose his words carefully, "Isn't this too risky? The other side's attitude is extremely tough; if they really open fire...

"Aish, General, you mean let us go as the vanguard?"

Park Jeong-tae was not so polite, directly expressing his dissatisfaction.

Yuehan Nuo's face sank, his tone also becoming unfriendly:

"Risky? Park General, please watch your words. This is carrying out a joint military operation among our allies!

"Do you want to see Yanhuang Guo easily break through the blockade chain and shatter the strategic balance of the Western Pacific?"

"Rest assured, my carrier battle group is right behind you, only a few kilometers away. And I will also dispatch two warships to cooperate with you.

"As long as they dare fire the first shot, all missiles of our fleet will send them to the seabed within a minute. I'm backing you up, calling on the courage of your samurai and Hwarang!"

These words were half empty promises, half threats.

Tanaka and Park Jeong-ung's faces turned extremely grim.

They knew they had no room to refuse.

Once they defy Eagle Sauce's orders, the ensuing political and military pressure is something their countries cannot bear.

In humiliation and helplessness, the two could only grit their teeth and agree.

"Yes, General. We will carry it out immediately."

On the bridge of the D Sea Fleet's aircraft carrier, Commander Ding Hailong was watching the distant sea through the satellite imagery with interest.

As for those rescue helicopters, he did not order an attack, after all Yanhuang Guo couldn't possibly do such a thing.

"Report! The enemy United Fleet has stopped advancing. But their flanks, the Island Nation and Stick Nation fleets, plus Eagle Sauce's two warships trailing behind,

"A total of ten ships are breaking formation and sailing toward our warning line!"

Hearing the report, Ding Hailong's mouth curled with a contemptuous smirk, "Using servant troops to scout the route—truly in line with their style."

He glanced at the staff officer beside him, and the two exchanged an unspoken look.

"Order all units to remain silent, make no move, and let them in first."

Ding Hailong said calmly.

"When the fish are all in the net, we can haul it in later."

Quickly, under countless gazes, the suicide squad composed of four island nation's "Silver Iron class" and four Stick Nation "Little King class" destroyers leisurely crossed the invisible red line.

One minute passed.

Two minutes passed.

The sea was calm, and Yanhuang Guo's fleet gave no response, not even a radar‑lock warning.

This instantly lightened the atmosphere aboard the ten warships.

"Ha ha! Looks like General Yuehan Nuo was right; they are just blustering!"

A captain of the Stick Nation shouted proudly over the joint channel.

"Exactly, their electronic weapons are useless against warships! Just a paper tiger!"

"I thought they were formidable, but that's all the courage they have? What a joke!"

"We've already penetrated five kilometers into the 'restricted zone'! They don't even dare to let out a single fart; I think we might as well head straight to their faces!"

In the channel, the officers of the two nations who had just been as silent as cicadas now became arrogant again,

with endless taunts and vulgarities, as if trying to regain the face they had just lost.

On the Gengenli, Yuehan Nuo also exhaled, a smug smile appearing on his face.

Seems his gamble paid off.

However, none of them noticed that hundreds of kilometers above, on a synchronous orbit, ten laser satellites were already targeting their warships.

Yanhuang Guo, Space Strategic Command Center.

On the massive screen wall, all movements around the exercise sea area were displayed clearly.

Zhang Xianzhong, dressed in an air force general's uniform, quietly watched those ten warships.

"Report, Commander! They have all entered the designated area and are conducting provocative navigation within our restricted zone!"

Zhang Xianzhong gave a slight nod, his eyes showing no ripple.

He raised his hand and issued a brief, cold command into the microphone.

"Activate the laser weapons and give them a splash of color."

"Yes!"

As the order was given, in space, the bases of the ten satellites each emitted a high‑energy laser ten centimeters in diameter in an instant.

It pierced the atmosphere at light speed, precisely locking onto the foremost Stick Nation destroyer.

In that destroyer's bridge, the captain was still bragging about his bravery to his comrades.

Suddenly, he felt an extremely faint, strange vibration running through the hull.

"What's happening?" he asked aloud.

The next second, the sight before his eyes would be unforgettable for the rest of his life.