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Chapter 1617: Blue Lightning!
Inside the command hall of the UK Security Assurance Special Guidance Headquarters.
Personnel, some wearing coffee-colored military uniforms, others in white shirts, were intently tapping on the instrument panels before them, occasionally reporting the known situation in loud voices.
The atmosphere at the scene was extremely tense, serious, and oppressive.
Below the platform behind them.
Senior officers led by General Peiwude sat around a round table, focusing on the satellite map displayed on the large screen.
"The Atlantic Fleet has sailed out of Clyde Bay and is expected to arrive in the waters off Belfast in three hours!"
General Peiwude and the others did not respond to this.
Northern Ireland and Scotland are separated by the North Sea Strait.
The narrowest point is only twenty-one kilometers wide, and the widest extent is less than two hundred kilometers.
Converted, it's less than a hundred nautical miles.
For the British Royal Atlantic Fleet stationed at Faslane Port in Scotland, with a speed of eighteen knots, it would take at most ten hours to reach the Northern Ireland coastline.
Of course, such a close distance also gives a significant advantage to the mysterious enemy forces occupying Belfast.
Therefore, General Peiwude and the others were wary of the enemy intercepting their fleet at sea.
Fortunately, the strength of the Atlantic Fleet is quite formidable.
Centered around the Illustrious, an Invincible Class Light Aircraft Carrier, it is accompanied by six destroyers, thirteen escort ships, and four attack nuclear submarines.
The number of carrier-based aircraft on the Illustrious is also at full capacity.
Nine Sea Harrier FA2 fighter jets, six Harrier GR9A fighter jets, six Sea King HAS6 anti-submarine helicopters, and three Sea King AEW.2 early warning helicopters.
They believed they could withstand any opponent they encountered.
The only thing to worry about was that the opponent was suspected to be aliens from another planet.
They might possess technology and weapons beyond this era.
At the same time.
While the Uchiha Tekka Squad was engaging with the vampires led by Solin.
On the sea surface of the turbulent North Sea Bay.
A carrier battle group consisting of twenty-one modern warships and four submarines.
Was maintaining a multi-layered circular formation, majestically riding the waves, braving the wind and stars.
They had already left the lighthouse on Arran Island behind.
Entering the widest area of the North Sea Strait, which was also the position most likely to be attacked.
Therefore, General Jilade, serving as the fleet commander, dispatched all three 'Sea King' early warning helicopters and six anti-submarine helicopters.
At the same time, he ordered two Sea Harrier FA2 fighter jets to take off and head to Belfast first to perform a reconnaissance mission.
In General Jilade's view, this was sufficient preparation.
At least there wouldn't be a situation where they were suddenly attacked.
However...
"General!"
"Radar shows that the signal of Sea Harrier 06 has disappeared, distance is 40!"
"What?!"
General Jilade, who was drinking coffee, his expression changed drastically.
But the next second, the radar operator reported again, his voice sounding even more surprised: "Report, Sea Harrier 07 signal has disappeared!"
This meant that the two fighter aircraft they sent out were likely doomed.
"Immediately order all aircraft for emergency takeoff!"
"All ships prepare for air defense!"
General Jilade quickly put down the coffee cup he had just brewed and hadn't even taken two sips from, and immediately issued combat orders.
Soon, the alarm sounded.
Sea Harrier FA2 fighter jets and Harrier GR9A fighter jets, one after another, entered the runway in sequence and began to take off.
"Still haven't found the enemy signal?"
Looking at this scene through the bridge's floor-to-ceiling window, General Jilade asked with a serious expression.
"Report, neither the Type 1022 air radar nor the Type 996 air/sea radar have captured the enemy fighter jet's radar signature!"
The radar operator sitting in front of the radar screen answered with a frown.
"What about the early warning helicopters?"
"What about Skynet?"
General Jilade kept asking questions, his attitude was very forceful.
Their side had lost two fighter aircraft, yet they didn't even know where the enemy was or how many there were.
"The early warning helicopters reported no abnormal observations."
"The Skynet Satellite System is still searching for the target."
Hearing this, General Jilade's mood became heavier.
"Is their invisibility this strong..."
"Report!"
"'Harrier 9' 04 signal has disappeared!"
Before the radar operator could finish speaking, the communicator shouted: "Report!"
"Sea Harrier 04 and Sea Harrier 08 reported that they saw the process of the enemy destroying 'Harrier 9' 04. It was a blue-painted fighter jet, very similar in appearance to the American F-15!"
"Their airborne radar, 'Blue Fox', shows the enemy's flight speed exceeded three times the speed of sound!"
"What?!"
General Jilade was completely stunned.
Three times the speed of sound?
Their 'Sea Harrier' and 'Harrier 9' hadn't even reached the speed of sound!
Moreover, the best fighter aircraft in the world right now, which are the French 'Rafale' and the American 'F-15', only reach a maximum flight speed of Mach 2.25.
"Very similar to an F-15... Could it be an F-22?"
"No, isn't it still in the development stage?"
"And even if it were an F-22, it couldn't reach Mach 3, could it?"
He became more and more puzzled the more he thought about it. If only there was a clear image.
"Report!"
"Skynet has captured the enemy fighter jet!"
General Jilade's eyes lit up, and he immediately ran behind the communicator, looking at the screen connected to the satellite system.
"It really is an F-22?!" His eyes widened suddenly.
As a British admiral, he had been invited to attend the F-22's maiden flight ceremony in 1998.
So he still had an impression of its appearance.
Although the star-blue fighter jet in the screen feed was slightly different from the one in his memory in some places, the overall framework was still that of an F-22.
Therefore, he strongly suspected that this was the finalized F-22!
"Could the Americans be playing tricks?"
General Jilade speculated with the greatest malice.
"Immediately send the image back to the command center!"
"Yes!"
But what should they do next?
General Jilade listened to the reports of their fighter aircraft signals disappearing one after another and felt somewhat helpless.
How could they deal with a super-era fighter jet that flew at three times the speed of sound!
At the same time.
In the ten thousand meter night sky, forty kilometers away from this British Royal Atlantic Fleet.
The pilots of the remaining Sea Harrier FA2 fighter jets and Harrier GR9A fighter jets had fallen into a state of panic.
Because their airborne radar could only capture the radar signature when the enemy attacked, briefly displaying the enemy's position and speed.
This process lasted at most a few seconds before disappearing without a trace again.
It was like a ghost lurking in the black clouds!
The problem was that every time the enemy attacked, they destroyed one of their fighter jets.
This made them unsure whether they hoped the enemy would appear or not.
And even if they did appear and they got a lock on their position, they couldn't even surround and chase them with their numerical advantage.
The gap in flight speed was too great!
How could a group of fighter jets that weren't even supersonic catch up to a Mach 3 fighter jet?
The problem had now become that they couldn't even run away.
Even if the enemy only had two!
Some pilots showed expressions of despair.
They could already imagine the scene of their seemingly massive aircraft carrier fleet being annihilated by these two fighter aircraft...
"Oh God, ah, it appeared again, and the target is me!"
The pilot of 'Sea Harrier' 09 was terrified as he looked at the signal source that suddenly lit up on the radar screen.
Indeed.
Behind it, a 'Lightning' fighter jet from the Star Realm Army launched an air-to-air missile, originally modeled after the 'AIM-60'.
As this missile approached the tail exhaust flame of 'Sea Harrier' 09, it suddenly separated into three smaller sub-munition warheads.
One was an electromagnetic pulse bomb, destroying all of the former's avionics system.
One was a cluster bomb that exploded into countless micro-bombs, blocking most directions for dodging and evasion.
The last one was a proper high explosive bomb, the true killing move.
It could be said that this 'Sea Harrier' 09, just like the previous few of its kind, had its fate sealed from the moment it was targeted.
[Boom!!!]
A massive ball of fire exploded in the starlight-filled night sky.
That 'F-22 Modified', which integrated the top technology of the Nuclear World.
Like a Blue Lightning, it rapidly swept past the surging flames.
Staring at the next pitiful 'Sea Harrier'...
End of Chapter
Inside the command hall of the UK Security Assurance Special Guidance Headquarters.
Personnel, some wearing coffee-colored military uniforms, others in white shirts, were intently tapping on the instrument panels before them, occasionally reporting the known situation in loud voices.
The atmosphere at the scene was extremely tense, serious, and oppressive.
Below the platform behind them.
Senior officers led by General Peiwude sat around a round table, focusing on the satellite map displayed on the large screen.
"The Atlantic Fleet has sailed out of Clyde Bay and is expected to arrive in the waters off Belfast in three hours!"
General Peiwude and the others did not respond to this.
Northern Ireland and Scotland are separated by the North Sea Strait.
The narrowest point is only twenty-one kilometers wide, and the widest extent is less than two hundred kilometers.
Converted, it's less than a hundred nautical miles.
For the British Royal Atlantic Fleet stationed at Faslane Port in Scotland, with a speed of eighteen knots, it would take at most ten hours to reach the Northern Ireland coastline.
Of course, such a close distance also gives a significant advantage to the mysterious enemy forces occupying Belfast.
Therefore, General Peiwude and the others were wary of the enemy intercepting their fleet at sea.
Fortunately, the strength of the Atlantic Fleet is quite formidable.
Centered around the Illustrious, an Invincible Class Light Aircraft Carrier, it is accompanied by six destroyers, thirteen escort ships, and four attack nuclear submarines.
The number of carrier-based aircraft on the Illustrious is also at full capacity.
Nine Sea Harrier FA2 fighter jets, six Harrier GR9A fighter jets, six Sea King HAS6 anti-submarine helicopters, and three Sea King AEW.2 early warning helicopters.
They believed they could withstand any opponent they encountered.
The only thing to worry about was that the opponent was suspected to be aliens from another planet.
They might possess technology and weapons beyond this era.
At the same time.
While the Uchiha Tekka Squad was engaging with the vampires led by Solin.
On the sea surface of the turbulent North Sea Bay.
A carrier battle group consisting of twenty-one modern warships and four submarines.
Was maintaining a multi-layered circular formation, majestically riding the waves, braving the wind and stars.
They had already left the lighthouse on Arran Island behind.
Entering the widest area of the North Sea Strait, which was also the position most likely to be attacked.
Therefore, General Jilade, serving as the fleet commander, dispatched all three 'Sea King' early warning helicopters and six anti-submarine helicopters.
At the same time, he ordered two Sea Harrier FA2 fighter jets to take off and head to Belfast first to perform a reconnaissance mission.
In General Jilade's view, this was sufficient preparation.
At least there wouldn't be a situation where they were suddenly attacked.
However...
"General!"
"Radar shows that the signal of Sea Harrier 06 has disappeared, distance is 40!"
"What?!"
General Jilade, who was drinking coffee, his expression changed drastically.
But the next second, the radar operator reported again, his voice sounding even more surprised: "Report, Sea Harrier 07 signal has disappeared!"
This meant that the two fighter aircraft they sent out were likely doomed.
"Immediately order all aircraft for emergency takeoff!"
"All ships prepare for air defense!"
General Jilade quickly put down the coffee cup he had just brewed and hadn't even taken two sips from, and immediately issued combat orders.
Soon, the alarm sounded.
Sea Harrier FA2 fighter jets and Harrier GR9A fighter jets, one after another, entered the runway in sequence and began to take off.
"Still haven't found the enemy signal?"
Looking at this scene through the bridge's floor-to-ceiling window, General Jilade asked with a serious expression.
"Report, neither the Type 1022 air radar nor the Type 996 air/sea radar have captured the enemy fighter jet's radar signature!"
The radar operator sitting in front of the radar screen answered with a frown.
"What about the early warning helicopters?"
"What about Skynet?"
General Jilade kept asking questions, his attitude was very forceful.
Their side had lost two fighter aircraft, yet they didn't even know where the enemy was or how many there were.
"The early warning helicopters reported no abnormal observations."
"The Skynet Satellite System is still searching for the target."
Hearing this, General Jilade's mood became heavier.
"Is their invisibility this strong..."
"Report!"
"'Harrier 9' 04 signal has disappeared!"
Before the radar operator could finish speaking, the communicator shouted: "Report!"
"Sea Harrier 04 and Sea Harrier 08 reported that they saw the process of the enemy destroying 'Harrier 9' 04. It was a blue-painted fighter jet, very similar in appearance to the American F-15!"
"Their airborne radar, 'Blue Fox', shows the enemy's flight speed exceeded three times the speed of sound!"
"What?!"
General Jilade was completely stunned.
Three times the speed of sound?
Their 'Sea Harrier' and 'Harrier 9' hadn't even reached the speed of sound!
Moreover, the best fighter aircraft in the world right now, which are the French 'Rafale' and the American 'F-15', only reach a maximum flight speed of Mach 2.25.
"Very similar to an F-15... Could it be an F-22?"
"No, isn't it still in the development stage?"
"And even if it were an F-22, it couldn't reach Mach 3, could it?"
He became more and more puzzled the more he thought about it. If only there was a clear image.
"Report!"
"Skynet has captured the enemy fighter jet!"
General Jilade's eyes lit up, and he immediately ran behind the communicator, looking at the screen connected to the satellite system.
"It really is an F-22?!" His eyes widened suddenly.
As a British admiral, he had been invited to attend the F-22's maiden flight ceremony in 1998.
So he still had an impression of its appearance.
Although the star-blue fighter jet in the screen feed was slightly different from the one in his memory in some places, the overall framework was still that of an F-22.
Therefore, he strongly suspected that this was the finalized F-22!
"Could the Americans be playing tricks?"
General Jilade speculated with the greatest malice.
"Immediately send the image back to the command center!"
"Yes!"
But what should they do next?
General Jilade listened to the reports of their fighter aircraft signals disappearing one after another and felt somewhat helpless.
How could they deal with a super-era fighter jet that flew at three times the speed of sound!
At the same time.
In the ten thousand meter night sky, forty kilometers away from this British Royal Atlantic Fleet.
The pilots of the remaining Sea Harrier FA2 fighter jets and Harrier GR9A fighter jets had fallen into a state of panic.
Because their airborne radar could only capture the radar signature when the enemy attacked, briefly displaying the enemy's position and speed.
This process lasted at most a few seconds before disappearing without a trace again.
It was like a ghost lurking in the black clouds!
The problem was that every time the enemy attacked, they destroyed one of their fighter jets.
This made them unsure whether they hoped the enemy would appear or not.
And even if they did appear and they got a lock on their position, they couldn't even surround and chase them with their numerical advantage.
The gap in flight speed was too great!
How could a group of fighter jets that weren't even supersonic catch up to a Mach 3 fighter jet?
The problem had now become that they couldn't even run away.
Even if the enemy only had two!
Some pilots showed expressions of despair.
They could already imagine the scene of their seemingly massive aircraft carrier fleet being annihilated by these two fighter aircraft...
"Oh God, ah, it appeared again, and the target is me!"
The pilot of 'Sea Harrier' 09 was terrified as he looked at the signal source that suddenly lit up on the radar screen.
Indeed.
Behind it, a 'Lightning' fighter jet from the Star Realm Army launched an air-to-air missile, originally modeled after the 'AIM-60'.
As this missile approached the tail exhaust flame of 'Sea Harrier' 09, it suddenly separated into three smaller sub-munition warheads.
One was an electromagnetic pulse bomb, destroying all of the former's avionics system.
One was a cluster bomb that exploded into countless micro-bombs, blocking most directions for dodging and evasion.
The last one was a proper high explosive bomb, the true killing move.
It could be said that this 'Sea Harrier' 09, just like the previous few of its kind, had its fate sealed from the moment it was targeted.
[Boom!!!]
A massive ball of fire exploded in the starlight-filled night sky.
That 'F-22 Modified', which integrated the top technology of the Nuclear World.
Like a Blue Lightning, it rapidly swept past the surging flames.
Staring at the next pitiful 'Sea Harrier'...
End of Chapter
