Seeing the fighter planes being blown up one after another in the sky, and looking at the body fragments scattered in the sky, US Army Commander Thomas's fists were almost crushed, and his heart was bleeding.
I thought it was an undefeated battle, and I thought I could teach those damn Chinese people a harsh lesson, and let them know who is the real boss in the world, but in the end, they were defeated by these Chinese people who have always been looked down upon.
He was slapped hard in the face.
Five Arleigh Burke-class destroyers were sunk and will remain in this sea area forever. Now, more than 30 fighter planes are fighting, but less than half are left. They are being chased to pieces by Chinese fighter planes. If they are not rescued, they will probably die.
There is no escape from death.
Is this still the powerful and world-shaking Seventh Fleet?
There was a faint feeling of sadness in the command room. Every US military officer gritted his teeth and clenched his fists, as if the entire fleet had launched an attack to kill all those damn Chinese.
call.
Thomas also continued to take deep breaths, calming his emotions, "Get through to the other party's commander."
"yes."
A few minutes later.
He Zhenzhong, who was in the flagship command room of the South China Sea Fleet, looked at Thomas appearing on the big screen and said unceremoniously: "General Thomas, the naval battle has been fought and the air battle has been fought. Do you still want to fight a submarine war?"
Hearing this, the corner of Thomas's mouth twitched obviously, and there was a look of aggrievedness in his eyes. He spent half his life in the military, led the Seventh Fleet to station in Japan, and traveled across Asia with majesty. He never thought that there would be such a day, and he would be killed without even a single hair.
The Chinese soldiers in Changqi were ridiculed and ridiculed?
Kaka.
His fists clenched loudly and he said in a cold voice: "General He, do you think that China is really stronger than us? Believe it or not, my Seventh Fleet will destroy you in a matter of minutes."
"Do you think I'm trying to scare you?" He Zhenzhong's sneer on his face got even worse. He stared at Thomas and snorted disdainfully: "If we Chinese soldiers are afraid of death, we won't win against you. If you want to fight, fine.
If you dare to move, I will accompany you to the end. Pull out your nuclear submarine, and we will compete to see whose nuclear weapon is more powerful."
Meat on a knife, shameless, scoundrel, this is Thomas' inner evaluation of He Zhenzhong. The two nuclear powers will never really fight until a certain stage. At most, everyone will tacitly agree to fight.
A local war will end the problem. Otherwise, once nuclear weapons are used, no one will get any good results.
Now, although he really wanted to kill the guy in front of him with a thousand knives, he was really powerless. He could only grit his teeth and squeezed out a sentence from between his teeth, "This fight ends here."
Until then, let your fighter jets return, otherwise, we will definitely fight back."
"Why, you forgot the original agreement?" He Zhenzhong looked at Thomas and shook his head, "Forget it, it's not interesting. Anyway, this is not the first time you have been so shameless."
"You..." Thomas' teeth were almost broken. After all, he was a lieutenant general with a large number of troops. How dare this guy scold him like this? How could he be polite?
Of course, He Zhenzhong would not talk about being polite with a group of gangsters. He just smiled and said, "Isn't it? Ask me to come over to discuss the matter. Okay, no problem. I will go. What's the result? You won't talk about your
The fire control system failed, right? It’s rare to see so many warships fail at the same time.”
Damn it, Thomas couldn't help but cursed in his heart.
"Even if your fire control fails, those Marines and frogmen carrying guns into the sea don't seem to be coming to save me, right? Just tell me if you want to kill me. I actually don't mind at all."
Huh, Thomas just snorted coldly without answering, and he had no way of responding.
"However, you US military are really cheap. After some people were killed, they immediately softened." He Zhenzhong sighed, "Now that we have done it, why don't we do it to the end? Tsk tsk, I regret it now, my heart is bleeding.
Bar."
boom.
Thomas slapped the table, his eyes began to spit fire, and his chest was undulating violently.
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And the senior US military officers behind him all looked unhappy, and they were so aggrieved that they were about to vomit blood. Why had they ever suffered such humiliation? They were actually pointed at their noses and scolded.
"Look at whatever you want, and if you feel like it, come and fight."
Hearing He Zhenzhong's words and looking at his provocative expression, Thomas and the others really couldn't stand it anymore. They had never been so angry and frustrated like today in their lives.
"Sir, he is stalling for time. Our fighter jets are still being hunted."
Being reminded, Thomas reacted immediately, and then his heart thumped, and he suddenly woke up. Yes, he had informed the guy to cease the war, but now he was so irritated that he completely forgot about it.
Damn it. After such a delay, I don’t know how many more fighter jets were destroyed. Damn it.
call.
He took a deep breath, gritted his teeth, and said, "End the fight, let's leave."
"It would be great to admit defeat as early as possible, so that we can save a few more fighter jets." He Zhenzhong sighed, "I have some sad news for you. All your fighter jets have been wiped out. Our fighter jets have returned and the battle is over."
What?
Thomas' body swayed and his eyes were fixed on He Zhenzhong on the big screen. His face flushed, then he opened his mouth and a large mouthful of blood spurted out with a pop.
Has it all been wiped out?
The US military officers behind him were also stunned. They stood there with sad faces and aggrieved eyes. All the warships and fighter planes in the battle were destroyed. They were completely defeated.
"According to the agreement, it's time for you to leave."
Hearing He Zhenzhong's faint voice, Thomas and the others came back to their senses. Yes, they had lost and should leave this sea area, but why were they so unwilling to give in? A huge feeling of aggrievedness and shame suddenly left them.
Their hearts arose: The powerful US military and the powerful Seventh Fleet would be beaten to hell. How could they bear it?