Eagle Sauce: The 055 destroyer was launched into the sea just after the founding of the country?

"boom!"

A Saker Falcon flew quickly through the air and fired the Eagle Strike 6 anti-ship missile under its belly!

The missile drew a graceful arc in the air and accurately hit a destroyer from the Sakura Country!

The massive explosion tore the warship in two, sending flames shooting into the sky.

“Three more!”

The radar operator's voice was filled with barely suppressed excitement.

"Report to the commander! The two waves of attacks by the 'Saker Falcon' formation have all hit their targets!"

……

Inside the bridge of the Izumo, Kimura's face was as pale as paper.

After those terrifying Dragon Country fighter jets took off, in just a few minutes, his proud joint fleet lost more than a dozen battleships.

Those strange anti-ship missiles, like the scythe of the god of death, were reaping the lives of this old fleet.

Kimura knew clearly that if he continued to passively take the beating like this, the Izumo under his command would probably soon be sunk to the bottom of the sea.

"Quick! Send out the fighter jets!"

He shouted at the top of his lungs.

"Let the Shadow Dancer Squadron take off immediately!"

Upon receiving the order, Sakura Country immediately dispatched more than 30 of Sakura Country’s latest jet fighters.

These new fighter jets that the Sakura Country is proud of can theoretically reach the speed of sound and are even faster than the Eagle Sauce's F86.

however.

Fang Yu looked at the new light spot that appeared on the radar screen and almost laughed out loud.

"You're using these outdated planes to fight us again? These little Sakura people really only care about eating and not fighting!"

"Could it be that they haven't suffered enough losses on the peninsula?"

"Well, let them see what the generation gap is!"

"Saker Falcon, wipe out these blind guys completely! If you miss even one, you won't be able to return home with me!"

"Received! Guaranteed to complete the task!"

After hearing Fang Yu's instructions, the "Saker Falcon" fighter group immediately sent out four planes to meet the incoming "Shadow Dancer".

The roar of supersonic cruise aircraft pierced the night sky, and two formations of fighter planes swooped down on the Sakura Country aircraft like golden eagles spotting their prey...

……

at the same time.

“This…this is impossible!”

The Shadow Dancer Squadron Leader looked at the dashboard in horror.

"How come they're so fast? And the radar... the radar can't lock onto them at all..."

However, before he could finish his words, his voice was cut off abruptly with the sound of an explosion.

“Baka!”

The moment he heard the explosion, Kimura punched the console!

"Why can't we even get close? What the hell are those damn Dragon Country fighter jets?!"

Upon hearing this, the staff officers on the bridge looked at each other in confusion.

There was an expression of disbelief on their faces.

Their proud "Shadow Dancer" is like a snail meeting a cheetah in front of the "Saker Falcon".

Not only is the speed an order of magnitude slower, but even basic target locking is impossible.

This kind of situation has never been seen before, even when facing the American fleet of the United States.

As night fell, the roar of engines echoed over the Pacific Ocean.

The "Shadow Dancers" ran around desperately, but they couldn't even catch up with the enemy plane's tail flame.

However, in the darkness of the night, the Dragon Kingdom's "Saker Falcon" fighter jets circled like birds of prey.

The flames of the machine guns drew deadly tracks in the darkness, and one Shadow Dancer after another fell into the sea.

This was not a battle, but a one-sided massacre.

"Report, report to the General! Half of the thirty Shadow Dancers we sent out have been shot down in a short period of time..."

At this moment, the radar communicator of the Izumo reported with unspeakable horror in his voice.

"The remaining pilots repeatedly requested to leave the battlefield immediately and asked the general if they would be allowed to withdraw..."

Hear the words.

Kimura slumped in the command chair, staring blankly at the radar screen, without answering.

At this moment, he felt heartbroken.

It was not until now that he realized that the ambush he had carefully planned was so ridiculous in the face of absolute strength.

Those "Shadow Dancer" fighters that he had high hopes for were like paper toys in front of the "Saker Falcon", without even the most basic ability to fight back.

And the fleet that he had always relied on the most was like pigs and sheep waiting to be slaughtered...

"General!" The chief of staff's voice interrupted his thoughts, "We must make a decision immediately! If we continue like this..."

Kimura stood up suddenly, and the fanaticism in his eyes had been replaced by naked fear.

He finally understood why the Dragon Country aircraft carrier entered the encirclement so confidently.

In the face of such a technological gap, all strategies and tactics seem so pale and powerless.

"The Eagle Country..." he muttered to himself, "The Eagle Country's loss to the Dragon Country wasn't due to underestimation of the enemy."

“It’s us…we are too naive…”

"Boom!" Another loud noise, a heavy cruiser turned into a fireball under the attack of anti-ship missiles.

The flames of the explosion lit up half the sky red and illuminated Kimura's distorted face.

“Retreat!” he suddenly shouted hysterically, “Order the Izumo to retreat immediately!”

"But Admiral," the communications officer hesitated, "what about the other ships? We have to notify..."

"I can't care less!" Kimura grabbed the microphone. "The Izumo is retreating at full speed! The other ships..."

His voice turned cold.

"Let them draw fire for us."

The officers on the bridge looked at each other in confusion.

They had never seen the usually proud General Kimura lose his composure like this.

The general who vowed to restore the glory of the Sakura Country Navy is now abandoning his subordinates and fleeing alone.

"General!" The chief of staff wanted to say something.

"Shut up!" Kimura roared, "Don't you see? That's not an enemy we can deal with at all! That's... that's..."

Before he could finish his words, the radar suddenly issued a shrill alarm.

Two "Saker Falcon" fighters have locked onto the Izumo and are entering the attack route.

Kimura's face turned pale in an instant.

He looked at the two approaching spots of light on the radar screen and suddenly realized that perhaps from the very beginning, Longguo had not taken this naval battle seriously.

They were playing with the old Combined Fleet like a cat playing with a mouse.

"Full speed! Full throttle!" His voice had completely changed. "Use other warships to block their sight! Quick!"

The Izumo began to turn, and the huge ship drew an arc on the sea.

The surrounding warships continued to fight, unaware that their flagship was abandoning them.

In the night sky, the roar of the "Saker Falcon"'s engine was getting closer and closer, like the footsteps of death, approaching step by step the aircraft carrier that wanted to escape.

Kimura stood at the front of the bridge, staring at the radar screen.

There was no longer any grand ambition to revive the Sakura Country or any fanatical dream of militarism in his mind.

Now, he is like a mouse cornered in a corner, thinking only about how to escape alive from the trap he set for himself.

"General," the communications officer's voice broke the silence, "The Bald Fleet is calling, requesting instructions..."

"Don't worry about them!" Kimura said sternly, "No one of us can save each other now!"

“The only ones we can save are ourselves…”