Huge bullet bodies were placed one by one into the huge ship as the crane moved carefully.

A colonel supervised the process throughout, then found the commander of the North Joint Fleet of Nia, asked him to sign the confirmation document, and finally saluted: "50 2.5 million tons of hydrogen bombs, the wartime base camp authorized you to use them when you think it is necessary. However, only 12 of them are radiation-free. Please use them with caution, above!"

The man who hangs the rank of Chinese Admiral also gave a solemn gift, "I will not use these dirty bullets unless I have to. Please rest assured to the base camp during the war!"

"For victory!"

"For victory!"

"Good luck, General!"

The colonel left with a team of mysterious soldiers. The commander stood on the bridge, looking at the endless warships on the sea and the busy scenes on the warships, sighing.

Three days is not enough, and it is not enough to just drive ships from various countries to their intended locations. Now, the four major fleets in the southeast, southwest and northwest can be said to be the Wanguo brand. The types, sources, and types of ships are mixed. There are also some coast guard ships next to the huge warships.

The commander's flagship was a US nuclear-powered aircraft carrier. It took only a week to transfer these warships to Nia. For this reason, he moved several large wormholes with the most suitable locations.

Time is tight, and the enemy's fleet is approaching. Just in time, the storm has been reduced to a tolerable level. The fleet that has fully restored its combat capabilities is finally ready to set sail with urging orders.

Another ten hours passed, and the fleet's supply finally ended. The commander boarded his flagship. After receiving the reply from all the captains that "It's ready and can set sail at any time", he issued a light order: "Go away!"

According to the scheduled procedures, the warships started to whistle and countless people standing on the steel city walls suddenly burst out with huge cheers and roars. On the flagship, the commander saluted the distant crowd.

The fleet took an hour to sail. When the entire fleet 118 warships set off and set out toward the target sea at the scheduled speed, the gloomy sky had completely darkened. The strong wind that had been raging for a month and a half weakened, gradually reaching the point where people could walk freely on the deck.

"Your Excellency, Xingchen!"

The commander was shocked and quickly looked up through the glass on the porthole and saw an extremely striking star clearly reflected into his eyes in the cracks of the dark clouds.

"Okay, okay..." The commander nodded repeatedly, then turned around and looked at the soldiers, and a happy smile appeared on his firm face, "Tell all the young men that we will fight under the stars!"

"yes!"

This is indeed good news. The appearance of stars means that the corresponding gods of stars are safe and sound, which means that on the high-level battlefield, your own high-end combat power is still persisting.

During peacetime, no one can understand people's current mood. The stars of Nya have been given an extremely great definition by countless people.

What about the mid- and low-end battlefields? Only prayers can be restrained and auxiliary to the high-end battlefields. After the pride of earth civilization was destroyed, people have clearly realized that if they do not repel the gods of Ferosei, all efforts and persistence will be nothing more than mirrors and moons, and will eventually turn into bubbles.

Soon, cheers came from each warship, and sailors kept paying tribute to the stars in the sky at their posts. After celebrating for a while, the commander and others all changed their faces and decisively issued orders to each person.

The fleet returned to silence, and 118 warships formed a huge formation, guarding the nuclear-powered aircraft carrier under the commander's feet tightly in the center. Two hours later, the combat readiness alarm sounded. The commander looked at the turbulent sea outside and pondered for a moment, "The reconnaissance plane was divided into three shifts, and the first shift took off in thirty minutes!"

The command was conveyed, the hangar was opened, and the aircraft carrier was shining brightly, and frigates were pulled apart in combat formations. Some high-speed and firmness that did not have long-range delivery capabilities began to speed at full speed, throwing away the fleet behind, and heading forward in a fan-shaped arc surface.

Timely data were observed from the radar chamber, and the helicopters on various frigates began to take risks and take off in this bad weather.

A light fighter jet was ejected, with a loud "Huh!" sound, the silver war eagle soared into the air, pulled up the nose, drew a graceful arc, facing the wind and rain, facing the thunder, and facing the sky that opened by lightning, flying away.

The weather is now the best in nearly two months, and there is no way to go at night. You have to take off and risk the plane being destroyed and people being killed.

Soon, the radar room came and found a message of a large-scale suspicious target. The shrinkage distance was 500 kilometers. Immediately, the relatively fragile drone took off, found the right direction in the air, and whistled away.

The satellite was blocked by thick clouds, and Nia's energy was active. Although the chaotic period was about to end, it still seriously interfered with the operation of some precision instruments. The radar was able to find the target at this distance. Fortunately, there is extremely sufficient ammunition now, and ten 20,000-ton supply ships are behind them, enough to bomb the sea area.

The coordinates of the place almost require no positioning. On the radar screen, the light spots around the outer part are dense, without any gaps.

A large front that costs hundreds of miles.

The wooden hull does not require any special ammunition at all. As long as it explodes, the larger the range, the better. As long as it is burned, even the sea water cannot be extinguished.

"The first long-range strike can begin!"

"Wait a little longer!" The commander closed his eyes.

"Your Excellency, under these climates, you cannot have too much hope for reconnaissance aircraft."

The commander shook his head, "Wait a minute."

The atmosphere of the command cabin immediately became anxious. All units were ready for long-range attacks. The fleet's speed had slowed down. The current bumpy sea surface and climate were the best combat conditions.

"...Good news, the reconnaissance aircraft has locked the other party's special units, a total of 121 ships of 20,000 tons, and 689 ships with obvious traces of magical driving..."

"Just these goals, lock!"

“…”

"The locking of each unit is completed!"

"Open fire!"

In an instant, the entire sea surface was lit up by flames at the same time. Huge bullets roared up with deafening sounds. The dense rain of meteor fire changed its flight posture in the air, found their respective target coordinates, dragged their long tail flames, pierced the sky, and left in an instant.

"Click!"

A thrilling lightning flash, the moment the entire sea was lit, there were dense rain of meteor fires flying into the sky. From then on, such a rain of meteor fires continued to stop!

And 500 kilometers away, the purgatory of iron and fire is about to be staged.
Chapter completed!