Chapter 321: What is that thing, and how did it disappear?

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"The people of Long Country have already been scared into submission," he said triumphantly to the staff officers, "now is the time to crush them completely."

Admiral Jackson nodded.

"The latest intelligence shows that the Long Country army has retreated to the third line of defense, and morale is low. Furthermore, due to our continuous strikes on their rear, their supplies have encountered serious problems."

"Very good," Linke said with satisfaction.

"Then proceed according to plan. Tomorrow at dawn, dispatch the bombers again to completely destroy their remaining supply lines."

Intelligence Officer Swanson was somewhat worried.

"General, there are reports that there has been abnormal activity on the east coast of Long Country recently; they may be deploying new weapons..."

"New weapons?" Linke scoffed.

"Their graphite bombs did indeed make us suffer last time, but we have already found countermeasures. Now, what do they have to deal with us?"

Jackson chimed in, "That's right, what do the people of Long Country have to fight us with? They don't even have a decent navy, and their air force has been suppressed by us to the point where they can't even lift their heads. If they dare to counterattack, we'll wipe out every single one that comes!"

Linke walked to the cabin window, looking at the calm sea, full of confidence.

"Tomorrow's operation will proceed as usual. Let the people of Long Country know who is the master of this sea area!"

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At the same time, at a hidden position on the coast of Baitou Mountain, Li Mingyuan was leading technical personnel in the tense deployment of "Leiji-1" missiles.

According to an emergency decision by the high command, the first batch of 20 mass-produced missiles had been rushed to the frontline, standing by for launch.

Li Mingyuan personally supervised the installation and testing of every missile to ensure nothing went wrong.

At the Frontline Command, Li Yunlong was studying the combat plan with Li Mingyuan.

"According to intelligence, the enemy is preparing to dispatch their carrier strike group again tomorrow at dawn to bomb our rear," Li Yunlong said, pointing at the map, "this time we are going to give them a taste of their own medicine!"

Li Mingyuan nodded, "The missiles are ready, and the launch positions have been camouflaged. As soon as the enemy ships enter range, we will launch immediately."

"Can we take out their aircraft carrier in one go?" Li Yunlong asked impatiently.

Li Mingyuan smiled slightly.

"An aircraft carrier is not that easy to sink; it requires multiple missiles attacking in coordination. But even if we can't destroy it completely, we can make it lose its combat capability."

Li Yunlong patted his shoulder, "That's good! I've been holding in a belly full of fire, just waiting for tomorrow to vent it!"

Li Mingyuan looked at the map, a flash of determination in his eyes, "It is time to let the enemy know that Long Country is not to be bullied."

The next day at dawn, just as the sky was turning white, the enemy carrier strike group had already taken its position in the designated sea area, preparing to launch a new round of air strikes.

"General Linke, all fighter jets are ready and can take off at any time," the Chief of Staff reported.

Linke nodded, "Very good, proceed according to plan. The target is the key supply line in the rear of Long Country's Dongbei."

"Yes, General."

On the aircraft carrier deck, the first batch of attack aircraft had begun warming up, and the pilots were boarding. Everything was as usual; no one realized that danger was quietly approaching.

Just at this moment, at the hidden position on the east coast of Long Country, Li Mingyuan gave the launch order.

"Begin the first wave of attack, ten missiles salvo!"

The launch vehicles, camouflaged as ordinary trucks, suddenly threw off their covers, revealing the missile launchers inside.

Following a series of roars, ten "Leiji-1" missiles soared into the sky, piercing the firmament.

The missiles quickly climbed to the designated altitude and then began to fly toward the sea area where the enemy ships were located.

In the mid-flight phase, the missiles followed a preset program to begin lowering their altitude until they were flying almost against the surface of the sea.

Li Mingyuan stood before the command console, staring intently at the radar screen, silently counting down in his heart—according to the flight speed of the missiles, in about 7 minutes, the enemy ships would meet their doom.

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On the bridge of the aircraft carrier "Enterprise", everything was as usual.

"The first batch of bombers will take off in ten minutes," Jackson reported to Linke.

"The weather is clear, visibility is excellent, this operation will surely be a complete victory."

Linke nodded with satisfaction, walked to the cabin window, and looked at the calm sea in the morning light, feeling exceptionally relaxed.

Just at this moment, the Radar Operator suddenly shouted: "Alarm! Radar has detected multiple unidentified objects approaching at high speed!"

"What?" Jackson frowned, walking quickly to the radar screen, "Where?"

"About 70 kilometers from the fleet, approaching at high speed!" the Radar Operator reported in a panic, "The speed is very fast, it has been confirmed as flying objects!"

"Flying objects?" Linke also hurried over, "Are they Long Country's planes?"

"Doesn't look like it, the trajectory is wrong... wait, they've disappeared!" the Radar Operator shouted in terror.

"Disappeared? What do you mean?" Jackson demanded loudly.

"Radar... the radar has suddenly lost their tracks! Just now, all targets disappeared from the screen!"

Linke and Jackson looked at each other, a trace of unease spreading in their hearts.

"Strengthen vigilance, all Anti-aircraft Systems enter the highest state of alert!" Jackson immediately ordered.

But it was too late.

Just as everyone was staring nervously at the radar screen, a lookout suddenly let out a terrified cry: "Missiles! There are missiles approaching on the sea surface!"

Everyone rushed to the window, unable to believe their eyes—on the sea level, over a dozen black dots were skimming over the waves at an astonishing speed, charging toward the carrier strike group!

They were flying so low, almost blending in with the sea waves; no wonder the radar couldn't detect them!

"Anti-aircraft Systems, intercept immediately!" Jackson roared the order.

The Anti-aircraft Guns on the aircraft carrier and escort ships immediately opened fire, and dense shells shot toward the missiles, but these missiles were flying too fast and had extremely strong maneuverability, at times dodging left and right, at times suddenly changing direction, making it almost impossible for the anti-aircraft fire to aim.

"This... this is impossible!" General Linke widened his eyes, looking at the scene before him in disbelief, "How could Long Country have this kind of weapon?!"

Just at this moment, something even more terrifying happened—the missiles suddenly dispersed and attacked the fleet from different directions!

"They are dispersing their attack!" the Radar operator screamed, "The quantity is too high, I can't distinguish the main direction of the attack!"

The aircraft carrier's Anti-aircraft System opened fire frantically, but facing an all-directional attack, the effect was minimal.

"Three minutes! They will reach attack range in three more minutes!"

The atmosphere on the bridge was tense to the extreme; everyone held their breath, watching helplessly as those Missiles drew closer and closer.

Suddenly, several of the Missiles changed their flight trajectories; instead of charging toward the aircraft carrier, they turned toward the escort ships!

"They've changed targets!" Jackson exclaimed, "They are attacking different ships separately!"

"Impossible!" General Linke shouted out, "How can Missiles choose targets on their own?!"

But the reality before his eyes ruthlessly shattered his understanding—those Missiles were indeed choosing targets autonomously, as if they had their own "thoughts"!

"Five kilometers from the target! Four kilometers! Three kilometers!"

Suddenly, several Missiles flying toward the escort ships climbed abruptly at the last moment, then dove down from a nearly vertical angle!

Boom! Boom! Boom!

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