Chapter 158: The Downfall of the Small Siren Fleet

Banrenma raised her hand, and the remaining three carrier aircraft, each in different directions, swiftly flew toward where the enemy had been spotted.

Soon, several carrier aircraft formed a formation: two fighters in front, two torpedo planes in back. Like arrows, they bypassed the light cruiser that posed the greatest threat to the carrier aircraft and headed straight for the vicinity of the battleship.

The two torpedo planes began to descend, each tracing a graceful arc, released a wave of torpedoes over the sea, then immediately climbed. Meanwhile, the two fighters overlapped their paths, evading the battleship's anti‑aircraft fire and accurately dropping four 500‑pound aerial bombs onto its deck.

A blaze shot up, instantly illuminating the sea surface, followed by several loud booms; the entire battleship became a flaming fire ship.

"Indeed, quite impressive—Banrenma's salvo didn't even sink it." Qin Ge looked through his binoculars at the distant burning battleship and saw it was merely aflame on the sea surface, with no sign of sinking.

"Hmm, it looks like we need another round." Guanghui nodded at the same time.

Meanwhile, Banrenma out at sea noticed the same situation, so those four carrier aircraft swiftly turned back, and as they neared her they transformed into arrows that landed in her hand.

Next, Banrenma drew her bow and nocked an arrow; she shot it into the air, where it turned into four carrier aircraft that swooped straight toward the distant battleship belching flames.

The same attack, once more. The carrier fleet that had seized air supremacy was simply unreasonable.

The flames from this attack were even more intense than before; the battleship's hull shuddered slightly, then keeled over and capsized on the sea surface.

A deluge of seawater doused the flames; from afar, the battleship slowly sank while its red flames faded, and thick black smoke rose from the other side.

At that moment, Qin Ge picked up the communications device and said, "All ship girls, pay attention: this time, while ensuring our own safety, we will conduct defensive operations. Especially, Hai Lun Na will use the SG Radar to detect the enemy's precise target information—distance, position, etc. —and provide ample intelligence support to our battleships."

"Yes, Commander!"

The voices of all the ship girls came through the communications device, tinged with a hint of excitement; this was their first engagement with an enemy fleet, even if it was only a small Siren mass‑produced fleet.

Previously, most of their encounters had been with solitary mass‑produced warships or mutual drills. This kind of live sea combat, especially fleet‑to‑fleet action, was a first for them.

Although the ship girls appear as lovely, cute maidens, they cannot hide the fact that, in their memories, they are fundamentally weapons. No matter how gentle they are in peacetime, the only place that can truly prove their existence is the battlefield.

Within the fleet, Belfast, positioned at the center, watched the approaching enemy fleet and instantly released a smoke shell, enveloping our forward units.

Such smoke shells create only a visual illusion for the enemy, while our units inside the smoke suffer no effect whatsoever.

Soon, Hai Lun Na, using the SG Radar, locked onto the enemy destroyer nearest to us.

"Target: the leading Siren mass‑produced destroyer, speed 34 knots, distance 18 nautical miles."

"Received, target: the leading Siren mass‑produced destroyer, speed 34 knots, distance 16 nautical miles; adjust gun angles, lock on, then fire freely." Weineituo repeated Hai Lun Na's ranging while speaking to nearby Biyu and Luodenni.

"Received."

On the ship equipment of the three, the gun mounts began to slowly shift, adjusting their aim to the angle locked on the destroyer.

Weineituo fired first, after all, her training level and ability far surpassed those of Biyu and Luodenni.

Nine shells, tipped with a hint of fire, streaked swiftly across the sky straight at the Siren mass‑produced destroyer; in an instant, flames erupted.

One shell struck the destroyer's aft deck with precision; two shells hit its forward deck, while the rest landed nearby—these near misses were still enough to inflict massive damage.

Right after Weineituo's salvo, Biyu and Luodenni had already adjusted their gun angles; one after the other, they fired. The shells swayed as they sped toward the destroyer.

But unlike Weineituo's precise three hits, Biyu and Luodenni were less fortunate; together they scored only two hits on the Siren mass‑produced destroyer, and those two shells proved to be the final straw that broke the camel's back.

A blaze shot up from the destroyer's hull, followed by rolling thick smoke; the mass‑produced destroyer began to lose power and gradually sank.

"Success! That destroyer has been sunk!" Hai Lun Na said over the communications, her voice tinged with a hint of excitement amid her usual sorrow.

"Hai Lun Na, continue reporting the second target." Weineituo gave a slight smile and said to Hai Lun Na.

"Yes." Hai Lun Na quickly replied, "Target: the Siren mass‑produced light cruiser on the right flank, speed 29 knots, distance 15 nautical miles."

"Received!"

While the battleship was firing, the enemy's Siren mass‑produced battleship drew ever closer; the light cruisers in our vanguard also began to attack once the enemy ships entered effective range.

Thanks to Belfast's smoke shells, the high‑level suppression, and after seizing air supremacy, Banrenma's arbitrary bombing. Soon, this Siren mass‑produced fleet was reduced to a single heavy cruiser and a single destroyer's fallen ship girl.

Belfast dodged the torpedo launched by the opposing fallen ship girl, raised her hand, and unleashed a barrage at the nearby Siren mass‑produced heavy cruiser; this salvo struck the cruiser's core directly, and a ball of fire burst from its hull.

Right after, Weineituo and her companions' gunfire was already in position; because the distance had closed to within three nautical miles, their accuracy peaked at that moment.

A deafening roar rang out; the entire Siren mass‑produced heavy cruiser was blown apart by shells, its wreckage strewn across the sea like a string of meteors.

Immediately, everyone turned their gaze to the last one—a destroyer's fallen ship girl still speeding across the sea. The shroud of dark‑red mist covering her silhouette was now clearly visible.

Qin Ge, watching from afar, also saw this scene and, via the communications device, told everyone, "All guns, take aim and fire freely!"

"Yes!"