Chapter 1229 Twilight of the Gods (4)

December 26, 2024, 9:30 pm Hawaii time.

Stargate Pacific Theater Command Center.

Strategic command room.

No matter how hard the exhaust fan worked, the thick smoke in the air did not dissipate. The solemn faces in the smoke were like marble sculptures in the morning fog, and the three-dimensional sand table standing in the center of the crowd was like a mirage.

At that time, there were eight "Watchtowers" slightly larger than flies and four "E-4s" flying over the Western Pacific. The red coordinates kept changing in mid-air, and the green radar coverage area was also visible at a glance.

The sea is calm.

These eight early warning aircraft are almost the entire property of the Hawaii base. After learning that the Seventh Fleet had lost track of the Taijilong III fleet, the fifth general Alfred Irene Dupont who was in charge of the headquarters immediately made a desperate move.

Three squadrons of electronic warfare aircraft were dispatched, leaving only one squadron of electronic warfare aircraft in reserve. Because the location where the Taiji Dragon Third Fleet disappeared is certain, as long as the opponent's speed multiplied by the breakaway time is used as the radius to launch a search,

Sooner or later the opponent's location will be discovered.

But even though the answer was so certain, the Star Gate generals standing around and observing showed no signs of relaxation. Even though the air conditioner was turned on fully, the command center was like a sauna. Almost everyone had loosened their style buttons and their clothes were wrinkled.

There was sweat on their faces. Some people were in high spirits, while others were tired. It was obvious that they were overloaded with work.

Even with the support of carriers, Alfred Irene Dupont, who had always been strict about the dress code, turned a blind eye to everything. The combatants behind him were receiving numerous messages from all over the world and interpreting them.

Summary, presented on the big screen, people chatting in low voices and computers buzzing like a factory in operation.

Stern King was sitting on a table, holding a McDonald's burger in his right hand and chewing it. He finished an Angus double-layered beef burger in three strokes and divided it by two.

He put his fingers into his mouth and sipped a few times, picked up the Coke cup, threw the paper straw directly into the trash can, and said angrily:

"Paper straws are such a damn thing." He opened the lid and poured Coke into his stomach. Then he breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the three-dimensional sand table. "It's been twelve hours. Little Morgan is such a bastard.

He left a mess for us to help wipe our butts, and acted like he was the boss."

"Don't say these meaningless words." Alfred Irene Dupont said sullenly, "This is not the time to complain."

"You are really a gentleman, Alfred." Stern King put his hand on Alfred Irene Dupont's shoulder, "I used to find you particularly unpleasant, but now

I find you much more pleasing to the eye."

"Get your dirty hands away." Alfred Irene Dupont slapped Stern King's fat hand away with a look of disgust, "I'm so sorry, Stern, you are like a pig in a pigsty.

The pig makes me sick to my stomach."

Stern King didn't take it seriously, "Don't underestimate the pig. If you go crazy, the tiger will be scared."

Alfred Irene Dupont looked sullenly and ignored Stern King.

Stern King pointed to the direction in which the early warning aircraft was flying and said: "I haven't found anything for so long. Could it be that Morgan made a mistake in his judgment? The Taijilong III fleet is not heading towards the Bering Sea at all."

Alfred Irene Dupont said in a deep voice: "Although John Chris Morgan is indeed a bastard, I believe his judgment should be correct. In terms of distance, the southern sea is indeed much closer and more convenient for Tai Chi.

Tai Chi Dragon launched a support operation, but the southern sea area was also heavily surrounded by our base. Tai Chi Dragon did not

A particularly big advantage. The Bering Strait is different. Even if the Sunflower flag will not show support, covert support is certain. If the distance is not too far, it will definitely be Taichi Dragon's first choice for retreat. Now John Chris Morgan

If you give Tai Chi Dragon time, escaping from the vast Bering Sea is a better option."

Stern King stared at the flying early warning aircraft on the three-dimensional map and asked in a low voice: "Do you think the Sunflower Flag will participate in the war?"

"I should ask you this." Alfred Irene Dupont said, "You are the one in charge of intelligence."

Stern King laughed loudly, "Of course not. The sunflower flag is now a bear cub without a heating bomb. It can only make pretentious calls."

All the surrounding Star Sect generals laughed.

Alfred Irene Dupont said seriously: "Don't be careless, the Sunflower Flag may make any crazy decisions."

Stern King shrugged, "Unless the Bear King drank too much low-quality Volga and became dizzy."

"Perhaps you should pay more attention to the situation of Kamikaze. It is not a good thing for Kamikaze people to make trouble at this time." Alfred Irene Dupont said.

"The Japanese people want to take this opportunity to exchange for more chips. If it's a sunflower flag and they will shout a few times, then they won't even shout. As long as you show your knife, they will sincerely bow and apologize."

"I hate your arrogance, Stern."

"Okay! Okay!" Stern King spread his hands and then said firmly, "Don't worry, everything is under control. We have planted more than one nail in Kamikaze."

Time passed quickly. After waiting for another hour, the location of the Taiji Dragon Fleet No. 3 was still not found. Stern King rubbed his eyebrows and said, "Maybe it's the Tai Chi Dragon's old suspicion array? They went around in a circle.

Continue to the southern sea?"

Alfred Irene Dupont did not answer.

After waiting for more than twenty minutes in the anxious atmosphere, Stern King's patience had been worn to the end. He suggested in a low voice: "We should try to send the two E4s to the southern sea area and keep them there.

Two observation towers in the direction of the Bering Strait are enough.”

Alfred Irene Dupont said seriously: "You should trust the judgment of me and John Chris Morgan. What's more, there is a Guandao base conducting search work in the southern waters." He turned his head.

He said to the combat staff on the side, "Order the Sixth Fleet to send out all electronic warfare aircraft to search in the direction of the Bering Sea, as well as those satellites. We must keep every wave in the Western Pacific under our surveillance."

Stern King was a little surprised and said: "Send them all out? This is not like your style!"

Alfred Irene Dupont said coldly: "Except for the Tai Chi Dragon III fleet, all the ships in the Pacific are now ours. Unless the Tai Chi Dragon fleet flies past the second line of defense, they will not be able to do so."

Appeared around the No. 6 ship."

"I'm glad you made the change, but the fleet can't fly, and submarines may dive from the bottom of the sea." Stern King said, "You really need to keep an eye on those kamikaze fools."

Alfred Irene Dupont said calmly: "The number of Taijilong submarines cannot change the situation of the war."

"That would be the best." Stern King yawned and said, "I'll squint and call me if you find it."

I don’t know how long it took, but Stern King, who was leaning on his chair, was awakened by a noisy cry. He stood up and looked sleepily in the direction of the three-dimensional sand table. He saw a three-dimensional sand table in the northeast.

"Wangtower" is

Flashing, two red "unrecognizable" light spots were marked on the empty sea. As the early warning aircraft moved forward, there were more and more light spots. Looking at the regular formation, you knew that they had broken away from the star gate lock.

The Taijilong No.3 fleet.

The command center burst into warm applause, as if they had won the victory.

Alfred Irene Dupont said quickly: "Immediately pass the coordinates to the Seventh Fleet and inform them to carry out a devastating blow to the Third Fleet immediately!"

Stern King shook his head and woke up immediately. He shouted happily amidst the applause: "Yes, inform Birdman (Bird) immediately! If he can't do it, I will go to the Ford now."

, crush his warm bomb. Pass it to him word for word!"

"Yes! Sir!"

Alfred Irene Dupont looked at the rapidly advancing No. 3 Fleet on the sea and sneered: "In the face of absolute strength, any strategy is in vain." He looked at Stern King, "For

Just in case, we have to go to the Nimitz."

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December 27, 2024, 8:54 pm Beijing time.

Taijilong 3 aircraft carrier combat command room.

There was no three-dimensional map here, only a few display screens. General Chen Kang and fleet commander Li Yuankai stared at the dense dots of light on the radar and remained silent. They knew that after 44 hours of escape, they had traveled 2,444.44 kilometers.

Afterwards, they were found again by the Stargate.

"Report that we have received the final notice from Stargate!"

"Read it!" Chen Kang waved his hand and said.

"Your Excellency General Chen Kang: Please. Please stop sailing immediately, surrender on the spot, and do not engage in unnecessary resistance. Only in this way can we save more people's lives and the hard-won peace. Your loyal friend John Chris

·Morgan.”

Such a "notice" is tantamount to humiliation. The correspondent standing in the seat stuttered while reading the letter. Chen Kang could imagine how unbearable the wording in the original text would be. There were too many people crowded into the cramped combat command room.

Man, the air is extremely dull, and there is a lingering smell of cigarette smoke and sweat that makes breathing difficult.

Chen Kang said expressionlessly: "Order all aircraft to be ready to take off at any time, all combatants to be ready for battle, and the fleet to continue sailing according to the scheduled route."

"Yes! Sir!"

The air in the war room condensed into ice, and everyone knew that they were about to face the final battle.

Li Yuankai looked around, pretending to be relaxed and said: "There are so many '4's, this number is auspicious! It seems that this is the geomantic treasure land where the Star Gate is buried!"

Everyone smiled in agreement, and the atmosphere was a bit stiff, as if they were not in the pleasant climate of the Western Pacific, but in the polar regions of ice and snow.

Chen Kang smiled and said, "Your cold joke really makes me feel cold!" He waved his hand and said, "Open the general communication channel and let me say a few words to everyone."

"Yes! Sir!"

Chen Kang turned around and walked to the microphone on the podium and said unhurriedly: "I think everyone has received the order. First of all, we have to thank Comrade Bai Xiuxiu and Long March 9 for buying us more time than expected.

, they are all heroes; secondly, Fleet No. 4 is still on the way, as long as we delay it for a while, the situation will be better.

But the situation is not optimistic. After all, what we have in front of us now is the most powerful organization Stargate in the world. But there is no need to belittle oneself, because I can say that only our Tai Chi Dragon can be its opponent in the world.

Don’t think too much about the outcome of this battle. Forget about victory or defeat, life and death! I know this battle is not destined to be easy.

The history of our Tai Chi Dragon is much shorter than theirs. When we only had a few pieces of Ouroboros, Stargate already had fleets across the sea and a powerful team of chosen ones. We, Tai Chi Dragon, have been using it for thirty years.

It took thirty years to grow into an existence comparable to the Star Gate. Today our task is to record and complete the battle with the Star Gate, and take all the

Combat experience is preserved and becomes one's own experience and passed on to future generations. One day we will become the world's number one organization! I think this day is definitely not far away." Chen Kang said solemnly, "No matter what, this battle will be a success.

The battle has just begun, everyone must persist until the moment of victory, and we will definitely persist until the moment of victory!"

General Chen Kang and the commanders in the war room seemed to hear a distant cry, which was the voice of "Long live". They stared at the dense light spots on the radar array, and they could already see the bloody time rushing towards them.

Come on, no one knows what is hidden behind the blood-stained time. Even Chen Kang doesn't know. He only knows that this journey must be a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood.

The strange thing is that no one is afraid when a group of people have the same soul and fighting spirit.

Death is nothing but a trivial matter.

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"Can you hurry up!" Liu Yu said loudly to Zhang Qizhi, the commander of the No. 4 fleet.

The radio waves seemed to be trembling because of his roar.
To be continued...