Various voices from the North Moon Continent fleet alternated, constantly echoing in the bridge.

Qi Haifeng's every click is very casual, every voice comes from different combat units, they are scattered and disorderly, there is no life but the truth is valuable, they are like a stroke of brush that falls on the canvas, with the most simple and concise pen and ink, in the hearts of everyone to outline a simple to the extreme war picture.

There are warships, warplanes, and enemies...... There are also soldiers who generously die to their deaths.

A voice suddenly exploded in everyone's ears: "The insect bomb is in range, launch an interceptor missile, quickly!" ”

"Interceptor missile launch!"

"Go on, give me all the way up, I don't need your provincial missile ......"

"Attention all, spread out in squadrons, spread out ......"

"Why don't you fly away, don't you want to die? Don't block Lao Tzu's shooting envelope......"

"Bug bullets, enemy salvos—"

"Medium-range missiles, free fire—"

"Prepare to intercept bug bombs—"

"What about interceptors? Where's the interceptor—"

"It's all on his own, and there are only a few interceptors in total—"

Chaotic voices poured in, and apart from hearing that the two sides had begun to bombard each other with medium-range missiles, there was nothing else to hear.

It is an unspeakable torment for everyone to hear only the sound but not see the picture, but if you can't even hear the sound, it will definitely be even more torment than now.

Bian Ge had nothing to say: "The interceptor ship seems to be quite useful." ”

"It shouldn't be bad, if there are enough interceptors, maybe we can intercept all the insect bombs." Qi Haifeng said.

Ye Han said: "The effect of the battleship flying close is not bad, but the target is too big,"

"011 isn't a big target, is it?"

"011 all up, who escorts the mothership?"

"The mothership doesn't enter the battlefield, so don't you just keep a safe distance? It's really not okay to leave a few planes to escort it, isn't it over? Besides, there are artillery on the aircraft carrier, so if you dare to come up and fight back, won't it be over? ”

"It's not like that, there is no shortage of what should be on the aircraft carrier, but the spacecraft is too big, the size is large, and the maneuverability is not good, and the enemy plane really can't dodge it at all. It's not a big problem to come and go less, and it's definitely not good to run into a fleet. ”

There was silence in the bridge again, and after a long while, Bian Ge broke the silence: "How is 011 arranged?" ”

"Escort!"

"Anti-missile!"

Ye Han and Qi Haifeng spoke in unison, the two of them glanced at each other, and Ye Han preemptively said: "The specific situation is analyzed, the key depends on what the commander thinks." ”

Qi Haifeng said: "The aircraft carrier relies on fighter jets, and it is useless for 011 to stay behind, and it is even more useful to put it on the front line!" ”

"Don't fight, what are you doing with all this uselessness?" Long Jianguo stopped.

Qi Haifeng tugged at the corners of his mouth, his fingers were on the screen, and a voice was unusually high-pitched: "Steady, steady-"

His finger tapped again, and an anxious voice said: "Left ......"

As soon as he said two words, the words that followed were drowned out by another voice: "One thousand two hundred kilometers, all units are ready to meet the enemy-"

Bian Ge was stunned: "So far? ”

"Not far." Ye Han said, "The speed of the fighter plane is at least 20 kilometers per second, and if the speed of aliens is also included, more than 1,000 kilometers is only a matter of ten seconds." ”

Bian Ge looked shocked: "This is too fast, right?" Why not earlier? ”

"Combat missiles hit a maximum of 1,000 kilometers, and no matter how far away they are, the radar can't lock them." Ye Han said, "It doesn't seem like anything to hear with our ears, if you sit on the plane...... I'm sure everywhere you see it's missiles. “

"So exaggerated?"

"It's not an exaggeration at all," Ye Han said, "the sky full of missiles and shells is like weaving a huge net, and the fighter jets are like Xiaofei shuttling through the mesh, and they may be crushed at any time...... It's hard to imagine that kind of scene, and you only know how shocking it is when you see it with your own eyes. ”

"You've seen it?"

"Yes." Ye Han said, "But not on the battlefield." ”

"Where is it not on the battlefield?"

"On the simulator of the ship school." Ye Han said, "I will have the opportunity to take you to try ...... in the future"

At this time, Qi Haifeng's fingertips happened to fall on the screen, and a voice was hoarse: "The twenty-fifth regiment received the enemy, the first brigade was nine o'clock, the second brigade was two o'clock, and the third brigade was four o'clock, luring the enemy army to disperse, and the strong attack brigade was ready to break through-"

Fingers clicked again, and another voice said urgently: "One regiment left, two regiments right, three regiments to support at any time-"

"Locked, locked, missiles, fired—"

Qi Haifeng clicked on another audio track, and an excited voice suddenly appeared: "203, I bite it!" ”

Another audio track of the same frequency in the spot, another voice immediately came out: "What about the missile, stop chasing 204, launch the missile immediately!" ”

"I'm running out of missiles, I can do ......"

"Enemy aircraft, evade, immediately evade ......"

There was a sudden muffled snort in the communication, as if under great pressure, and the appearance of a pilot gritting his teeth appeared in everyone's hearts at the same time.

The muffled hum was quickly replaced by excitement: "Captain, I hit, I killed him!" ”

"Good boy, well done ......"

Rumble......

The praise stopped abruptly, leaving only 204's angry roar: "Captain - shit, my day your ancestors ......"

There was another thud, and the frequency fell silent.

Qi Haifeng's fingers trembled, but he only hesitated for a moment, and his fingers fell again, and a panicked voice was shocked and angry: "Insect bomb, intercept it quickly!" ”

"Interceptor missile launches...... Assault, assault at full speed ......"

There was a sigh of relief in the communication: "Damn, it's almost over, rush up and entangle them, the Seventh Brigade, it's up to you!" ”

"Just look...... What's ahead......"

"Circumvent circumvention...... Good guys, I'm glad I didn't rush in, it's acid mist......"

Qi Haifeng's fingers suddenly paused, and he raised his head suddenly, looking very surprised: "Received a video signal!" ”

"Where did it come from?"

"I don't know." Qi Haifeng flicked his finger, and the picture on the home screen suddenly changed.

The picture on the main screen is a battlefield vista, including most of the battlefield, your own fighter jets are entangled with alien aircraft groups, between each other, you have me, I have you, human and alien missiles are flying all over the sky, straight lines, arcs, snakes, all kinds of trajectories overlap together, as if a dense net covers the entire battlefield.

The flames of the explosions came and went, and they were a little more dazzling than the fireworks of the festival.

As soon as everyone's eyes fell on the main screen, they were dazzled by the chaotic situation, and everyone finally knew what kind of scene Ye Han said about the full number of missiles in the sky.

Bian Ge's eyeballs almost didn't cramp: "My God, this is all a pot of porridge!" "It's still a little organized just to hear with your ears, but after you look at it with your eyes, you can't see the slightest order at all, and the battlefield that is a mess can no longer be described in a mess.

"Look here!" Qi Haifeng suddenly pointed to the bottom of the screen, where a row of Class 011 battleships was approaching the battlefield.