Two Realms Shuttle Gate: Don't Call Me a Demon!-Chapter 553 - 348 The Soaring War Eagle_3

Chapter 553: Chapter 348: The Soaring War Eagle_3

Chapter 553: Chapter 348: The Soaring War Eagle_3

Several minutes passed when, suddenly, signals of warplanes appeared on the radar screen—no less than a dozen fighter jets, which were now only tens of kilometers away from their outermost escort ship.

“Launch the missiles immediately, don’t let them come any closer,” Wason bellowed, giving combat orders to the entire fleet.

Upon receiving the combat orders, missiles steadily rose from these escort ships. These sea-based air defense missiles, mostly weighing over a ton and having defensive ranges that could reach hundreds of kilometers, some as high as three to four hundred kilometers.

Meanwhile, on the radar screen, they also simultaneously picked up signals of incoming missiles.

Dozens of kilometers passed in an instant in naval combat, especially with the missiles, whose breakthrough speed was astonishingly fast.

Wason couldn’t afford to see if his side had shot down any warplanes. After using their own air defense missiles and close-in weapons systems for interception, still, a number of missiles broke through and struck the warships.

Boom!

On board a Knox-class frigate, the Siam Navy soldiers held their breath as they watched a missile, several meters long, fall directly into the midsection of the ship.

Unsurprisingly, the missile’s semi-armor-piercing warhead broke through the hull and penetrated into the interior of the frigate.

Time seemed to stand still, and then, after the next breath, the warhead, carrying 165 kilograms of explosives, detonated with a thunderous blast.

The entire Knox-class frigate, displacing 3,800 tons, arched upwards in the middle as the high-intensity explosive tore the hull apart. The frigate, twisted by the force of steel, started taking on water and tilting, beginning to slowly sink from the center.

The explosion of this warship served as a signal, followed quickly by three more missiles breaking through the defenses and striking other escort ships.

One of the missiles hit the Chakri Naruebet aircraft carrier, detonating at the stern and damaging the carrier’s hangar deck. The propellers were also damaged, and with the rudder out of control, the aircraft carrier began to spin in place, unable to be steered any longer.

Meanwhile, tens of kilometers away, Wu Boyan was piloting a Spiritual Vulture Fighter. It was he who had controlled the missile that struck the Siam aircraft carrier.

“Hit a big one there. Squadron leader, how about we do a big job? Let’s pull together and focus fire to take down this aircraft carrier,” said Wu Boyan excitedly, eagerly reporting his success to the whole team.

The attacking formation against the Siam Navy comprised 15 fighter jets, all Spiritual Vulture Fighters, signifying the entire air force of Jieke Group had been mobilized.

The missiles carried by these Spiritual Vulture Fighters were designed specifically to work with Biological Radars and to be controlled by Genetic Warriors—named the Flying Fish Anti-ship Missile.

These missiles had a range of sixty kilometers and were also equipped with Biological Radars, which could link with the Biological Radars on the Spiritual Vulture Fighters, thus allowing them to be controlled by Genetic Warriors.

The missiles were capable of subsonic flight at Mach 0.8 and could execute maneuvers like climbing, diving, and turning. The farther away they were, the harder it was to control, and the less agile they became.

Anti-ship missiles like these were the heavy weaponry of major nations, rarely sold abroad.

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Jieke Group could not purchase the anti-ship missile, so they modified it themselves, creating a very basic first-generation product with limited range and power. It couldn’t compare with those high-supersonic anti-ship missiles with ranges of hundreds of kilometers, but it still had the capability to engage the old-model fighters of Siam.

“Target, focus fire on the Chakri Naruebet aircraft carrier.”

The voice of the squadron leader came over the radio. Wu Boyan was overjoyed upon hearing this; he immediately controlled the launch of the last anti-ship missile under the belly of his aircraft through a neural link, simultaneously avoiding the air defense missiles fired by the warships.

A friendly aircraft beside him was hit, disintegrating midair.

Dozens of anti-ship missiles were fired again, this time aimed at the Chakri Naruebet aircraft carrier.

With so many missiles, even though the Siam Navy desperately tried to intercept them, three anti-ship missiles still managed to evade the naval air defense network like flying fish, thanks to the agile control of the Genetic Warriors. They took advantage of the other Flying Fish Missiles drawing fire to avoid incoming missiles and close-range defense artillery, and they successfully breached the defense and struck the Chakri Naruebet aircraft carrier.

The Chakri Naruebet aircraft carrier had significantly reduced speed by then and was turning in circles on the spot. Once the missiles had breached the defense, they could not miss their target.

One Flying Fish Missile penetrated the engine room of the Chakri Naruebet, destroying all the engines inside.

Of the other two Flying Fish Missiles, one struck the hull of the Chakri Naruebet, causing a massive influx of water.

The other hit the fuel storage, causing aircraft fuel to leak and igniting a ferocious blaze, the black smoke obscuring the sky as if a monster spewing black smoke.

The fuel fire spread rapidly, and more than twenty navy sailors were set aflame, turning into desperately screaming fireballs, chilling to the core.

The Siam Navy’s damage control was terribly poor; other sailors were petrified at the sight of their companions’ tragic fate and dared not advance.

In the end, the flames reached the ammunition depot. The explosion-damaged blast doors could not close completely, and fuel flowed in from under the door, ultimately igniting and detonating the entire ammunition depot.

With a deafening blast followed by a series of explosions, the entire aircraft carrier was flipped over.

This small aircraft carrier, after all, had only a ten-thousand-tonnage, roughly the same as a large destroyer, and could not compare to the protective capacity of a large aircraft carrier.

Now, having sustained four Flying Fish Missile hits and causing an ammo depot detonation, it could no longer endure.

The hull began to capsize and sink, the bow rising high, like a straight chopstick thrust into Siam Bay, revealing the bottom of the ship encrusted with sea life.

Because the water in Siam Bay was not deep enough, the rear half of the aircraft carrier was wedged into the seabed, while the front half still protruded above the surface. The fire still burned on it, cascading flames continuously consuming, like a giant torch on the sea surface, incinerating all the sailors who hadn’t managed to escape.

“Sunk.”

In the distant sky, the entire Jieke Group air force squadron was filled with laughter and satisfaction as they began to return.

Behind them, the Siam fleet was either sinking normally or ablaze, serving as a backdrop for the Spiritual Vulture Fighters.

This airstrike resulted in the loss of one Siam Navy aircraft carrier and two frigates sunk, with two more frigates heavily damaged, reducing a decade of Siam’s naval efforts to naught.