In the Pacific Ocean, 500 kilometers south of Mexico, a huge fleet rides the wind and waves.

On the amphibious assault ship Nassau, Major General Thomas, commander of the Free Will Fleet, looked at the vast Pacific Ocean with a resolute expression, as if there was no end in front of the blue pavement, and its depth seemed no end.

At his feet is an old ship that retired four years ago and hastily completed maintenance and installation and re-entered it in service a month ago. It was first put into service in 1979. It has a Talva-class 4 ship with a displacement of 39,000 tons. It can carry Harrier fighters, Osprey tilt-wing aircraft, and dozens of helicopters of various types, and its combat effectiveness exceeds that of the so-called light aircraft carriers in many countries.

Of course, it doesn't have so many planes now.

In fact, when choosing such an amphibious assault ship as the fleet flagship, the main focus is not on its carrier-based aircraft, but its huge straight-through deck. On the flight deck, it is not a dense combat aircraft, but a dense rocket deep bomb launcher and box-type anti-submarine missile launcher. This is not an amphibious assault ship, but an anti-submarine arsenal ship.

Except for it, all other warships in this fleet were modified with this idea. On the three Ticonderoga-class cruisers with a distance of 40 kilometers apart, there were no anti-ship missiles and air defense missiles. The ammunition depots under the two double cantilever launchers at the beginning and the tail were all filled with Aslok anti-submarine missiles, and the decks on both sides were densely packed with deep rocket launchers.

The eight Perry-class frigates in the inner circle were divided into two columns with close wings and twenty tankers with two columns. Each team had a modified Austin-class dock landing ship in the middle, which was also dominated by rocket deep bombs, with the Nassau starting with one frigate. One frigate filled the tail, and the entire fleet formed two almost impeccable lines of defense.

"This is strength!" Major General Thomas said proudly as he looked at a large cruise ship with the Chinese flag flying in the distance.

"Strength? What you fight is called strength!" Wang Yue said with a sneer from thousands of miles away.

"Go and let them see your power, my pet!" He shouted immediately outside the window.

"It seems that something is approaching us underwater." On the cruiser Ticonderoga, the sonar officer reported to the captain in an uncertain tone.

"Why do you use it?" the captain said sternly in a tone

"It's too small." The sonar officer hurriedly replied.

Yes, the target they found on the sonar can only be described as if it were. In fact, the sonar was not sure if this was a very normal exception in the chaotic echo.

"Maybe it's a fish? A small shark. A curious dolphin or a predatory tuna. Our nerves are too nervous. Such a weak echo signal cannot be a large creature." The first mate standing next to the captain looked at the vague light spot on the screen and said with a relaxed look.

"Maybe! Don't worry about it!" the captain said with an expressionless face.

He knew very well that this was just because his subordinates were too nervous. Then again, who was not nervous? Unlike their ancient warships, most of these sailors were newcomers, and even the captain was just the first mate on a destroyer. As for more than half of the officers, more than half of the officers had just graduated from military academy. The large-scale expansion of the US imperialists inevitably brought about a decline in personnel quality.

They did not know what this faint signal they ignored represented, nor did they know that for the next whole day and night, such weak signals penetrated into their fleet silently like ghosts, hiding under each battleship.

The body length of the gun shrimp is less than three meters and only a few dozen centimeters thick.

They are too small. They are as small as a light anti-submarine torpedo, but they do not have the metal shell of the torpedo, and the echo after active sonar is almost insignificant. On this sea, which is the main fishing ground, there are too many echo signals that are the same as them and even stronger than them, even a great white shark is more obvious than them.

No US warship had ever doubted them. Even the sonar of most warships did not find them at all. Ninety gun shrimps easily mingled into the Free Will fleet. They set up their homes in groups under each warship, and then leisurely advanced in the shadows at a speed of fifteen knots, waiting for the master's orders.

Whether noise can interfere with low-frequency active sonar is indeed a very uncertain question, but if it is blocked from the ball that emits the sound pulse and the transmitter that drags the sonar and emits hundreds of decibels of noise, it is probably a definite question.

Not to mention sonar, it is hard to say whether the people inside can bear it!

The Free Will Fleet continues to move forward.

Night, storm.

The dark sea is like a monster that devours people. In the tsunami-like waves, a huge fleet is moving forward in the wind and rain, turning off all the lights and sailing in the dark.

The Atlantis had no sonar or radar. In the past, they could have obtained help from Lucians or China, but the Lucian fleet had not arrived yet, and it was far beyond their search range of super horizon warning radar and early warning aircraft. Therefore, the Atlantis could not get any intelligence support, and it was impossible for them to discover the fleet with the lights turned off on such nights with the naked eye.

Of course, this is what Major General Thomas and his captains believed, and they also forgot that their anti-submarine helicopters could not provide them with peripheral warnings during such storms.

They didn't know that the enemy had placed a special locator under their warships, and the function of those guns and shrimps was not just sonar interference.

Wang Yue, who was sitting silently in the yacht with his eyes closed as if he was sleeping, his brain was like a high-speed supercomputer, constantly determining the positions of all participants, including guns and shrimps, calculating the direction and distance between them, and accurately locking the direction of warships in the dark night.

At the same time, one hundred kilometers away from the Free Will Fleet, Ersha was like a candy-dividing kindergarten aunt, distributing weapons to the sailfish or swordfish gathered around. The sound mines were poured out of the pressure-resistant cylinder by it, and then pressed the safety device specially made for it with tentacles, and then a swordfish or swordfish immediately stepped forward and put it in his mouth and turned away.

Wang Yue is going to launch a real battle, a large-scale battle.

Thirty swordfish or sailfish containing mines completed the formation outside the range of the active sonar detection of the Free Will Fleet. With the maximum command of Wang Yue, five were organized into an attack team. Two attack teams targeted a target and quickly completed the combat deployment of three outer cruisers. Then the first group of attacks began.

On the Ticonderoga, a shrill battle sirens suddenly sounded, and the captain who had just fallen asleep suddenly jumped up, hurriedly running into the command room while wearing clothes.

"Report to the sir, discover the enemy!" said the first mate on duty with a nervous look on his face.

"Lock the target, launch ten anti-submarine missiles first, and load them with ordinary charges. At the same time, a nuclear anti-submarine missile is ready to be launched. Once the enemy enters a twenty-kilometer range, launch nuclear anti-submarine missiles immediately." Looking at the targets approaching from five directions on the screen, the captain said calmly.

Nuclear Aslock cannot be used casually. Although the order given by the Ministry of Defense can decide whether to use it according to the situation, it has also been restricted and cannot be used unless it is absolutely necessary. The last time I used a nuclear deep bomb to destroy the sinking Connecticut, it has caused great dissatisfaction internationally, especially South America and even Canada countries have reacted extremely strongly to this. The United Nations and the European Union have clearly requested the president of the Little Dark Horse to restrain their use.

On the two double cantilever launchers in front and rear of Ticonderoga, four ordinary-charged Aslok anti-submarine missiles immediately sprayed flames and flew out. Then the launch cantilever was vertical, and four missiles automatically rose from the ammunition depot below to replenish them. Then the cantilever rotated and tilted. The four missiles then flew out. The same process was repeated again, but this time, only the missiles were launched at the tail launcher, but only one was replenished, and no one was launched.

Ten Aslok anti-submarine missiles sprayed flames and drew five eye-catching flames in the sky. Behind them, the high-speed computer on the Ticonderoga quickly processed the target positions found by the sonar, and organized the ten missiles in pairs, guided them directly to the target through the data link, and kept correcting the route according to the changes in the target position.

To the left of the Ticonderoga, the amphibious assault ship Nassau is accelerating to reinforce, but the other ships did not move, guarding their own fronts closely, and being wary of possible enemy attacks.

But at this moment, on the distant yacht, Wang Yue suddenly waved with an intoxicating look like the buddy in Team V...

A chopstick that makes up for the numbers temporarily.

Just as he waved his chopsticks, a loud bang exploded on the Ticonderoga, as if a torpedo hit an explosion. The sonar in charge of monitoring the passive sonar fainted on the ground without any hesitation, and the sailors who were caught off guard, including the captain, were all shocked by the loud noise and screamed.

However, before they could wake up, the second loud bang exploded, followed by the third and fourth...

The loud noises kept coming, turning the 10,000-ton giant ship into a big drum, a tin drum that was beating. All the crew became mice locked in the drum, holding their heads and screaming hysterically in the loud noises. After enduring the torture of this terrifying noise, most people have forgotten their jobs.

At this time, their active sonar screen had turned into a snowflake. (To be continued)
Chapter completed!