In the violent muzzle flame, a 120-mm laser-guided shell left the barrel, and eight wings in the front and rear spread out, and began to enter the middle-level inertial guidance state. Launching shells with high ballistics is a complete chance. Maybe the shells can fly far, but only God knows whether the landing point can be corrected!

The distance of seven nautical miles is almost thirteen kilometers, which is far beyond the detection range of the "Abrams" fire control system. Although the maximum range of the shell may be able to reach this distance, don't think about the accuracy.

Whether it is the butcher or Minsk, they don’t know where their shells are hit. They just shoot in an approximate direction. At present, they can only see if the laser guidance of the drone can correct the deviation distance at the end.

No one on the battlefield knew whether the gun could hit the target like this? Even Zhou Qingfeng could only pray to God, praying that the radar of the broken frigate would be more deviated due to disrepair, and the target position of the detection might be larger, which might give the patrol boat a chance to escape, otherwise he would not even be able to collect the butcher's corpse.

In the bridge of the frigate, Santos was very proud of the current situation. In his opinion, although the plane's reconnaissance at the beginning was blocked, the enemy's position had been figured out. Single air defense missiles can deal with small aircraft, but cannot deal with warships. As for a helicopter and there is no anti-ship missile, naturally there is no need to be afraid of him.

"Accelerate, accelerate, we must rush to Mars Harbor, and we can't let those two big ships run away. We will definitely win this time! As for the patrol boat that attempts to sneak attack us, don't worry about it, it will be sunk by the ship's cannon soon." Santos was very confident. Although his frigate was a little older, this work could still be done.

But this confidence had not lasted for half a minute, and suddenly there was a loud thunder, and a shocking shaking inside the frigate's bridge. Santos, who was sitting high and firmly, fell off the chair while shaking, and his nose hit the floor.

The general, who was bleeding from nose, finally stabilized his body, stood up and scolded, "What's going on? We were shot?"

The star officer quickly asked the loss management team, but no one could tell what was going on. Finally, Santos ran out of the bridge himself and saw that the bridge was so dark that the high temperature above the explosion was smoked by the explosion. Various antennas were twisted and twisted. The key was that the fire control radar located above was blown up and completely disappeared.

I'll make a big fuck! Where did the shelling come from? There are no warships around! The closest thing to me is a patrol boat, and the patrol boat does not have artillery installations!

His Excellency Santos was stunned for a moment - the fire control radar of the main gun on our ship is just like this! If this is knocked out, how can we make trouble in the future? Moreover, it is so fragmented that we don’t even have the chance to repair it.

Without the radar to provide target data, the two 76mm main guns in front and behind the frigate quickly stopped firing. The gun crew ran out of the turret and looked at the place where the black smoke was emitted on the head of their warship, and they were all stunned.

Without radar, we have to rely on visual artillery to return to the era of dreadnoughts in an instant! The firing depends entirely on luck. If one hundred shells can hit one or two, it is considered to be well-trained. Now the gun crew in Santos can barely shoot the shells out.

However, Santos' side was stunned, but Zhou Qingfeng's side was cheering. The two sisters Erin Ellie, who were in charge of guiding the shells, hugged each other and kissed each other to boost morale. Zhou Qingfeng learned that this luck's ultra-long-range shooting actually hit the accurate shot, and he also teased on the radio: "Bullshit, you can't die!"

The Butcher and Minsk also reached a point in their hearts, because the opponent's two main guns shot dozens of shells in an instant, and the more they hit, the more they were, the closer they were, and they could knock them off at any time.

But now, when he heard that he had a fool, he killed the other party's most important fire control radar, the two big men directly roared in the crowded tank turret, ",, continue!"

So after a period of hell, two bear-like men broke out in a powerful battle. They fired five guns at the frigate that Santos was riding in in one breath.

But the subsequent five guns were not so lucky. Because the distance was too far, even with the laser guidance of the drone, the shell's wings could not be corrected. Only one shell hit, blowing up the 30-mm air-defense secondary gun on the side of the "Kony-class frigate".

But even so, Santos was frightened and frightened. Seeing the continuous water columns exploding on both sides of the hull, he immediately understood that this must be the good thing the enemy patrol boat was doing.

"The speedboat and torpedo boats are both rushing towards the enemy's patrol boats, and they must sink the other side!" Santos knew that he had to sink or drive away the patrol boats that were coming to make trouble, and the opponent's ability to bombard the long-range bombardment was not to be considered as the drone in the sky that was conducting relay guidance.

"Qiono, knock down the enemy's drone, it is guiding shells to attack us." Santos can only count on his son now.

Quinno in the sky also reorganized his formation again. More than a dozen small planes no longer gathered in a group, but instead attacked centripetal from multiple directions with one fan, which made Zhou Qingfeng too busy.

"You must destroy this helicopter, otherwise my father will not survive, nor will you." Quinno forced his men to rush forward, and he himself supervised the battle in the rear.

Facing enemies in multiple directions, Caterina, who was responsible for driving, also began to use all her strength. She could not fight with speed, and she could only compete for maneuverability. "Victor, hurry up!"

Two turboshaft engines with 1,600 horsepower give the HH-60H helicopter super maneuverability. Under Caterina's extreme driving, this "rescue eagle" made various incredible actions at sea level.

Zhou Qingfeng was also responsible for hitting his opponent from the sky in various dizziness. He shouted angrily: "Catrina, can't you be more stable? I can't lock in the target!"

"If we keep it a little stable, we will both be done." Katerina also gritted her teeth. She circled all the way at a height of three thousand meters, constantly dealing with the small plane that was like a bee-like stinging, and guarded the drone responsible for guiding the shells.

Under super maneuverability, Zhou Qingfeng could no longer use the "Sthorn X", and could only use 6,000 M134 per minute to squirt bullets. In the fierce firefight, the fierce two men cooperated and shot down five enemy aircraft in a row trying to attack them. Especially Zhou Qingfeng's ability to kill more people is enough to make anyone frightened.

In the end, all the small planes were driven away and fled in scattered and could no longer gather. Zhou Qingfeng was breathing a little, sweating all over, and saw a single-winged "Bich" rushing towards him at high speed.
Chapter completed!