Chapter 311

Death Scythe

"We should try to get close to the mouth of the Red Sea, because our plane should try to get close to the British base after taking off, so that our attacks can be fast and sudden. As for their patrol, we don't have to pay attention to it. We just chase them and sink them." Li Guoqiang was calculating the best time for the aircraft carrier to take off and attack. He believed that it was not yet time and he had to continue to get close to the Red Sea.

"Then let's solve the British patrol fleet first. Anyway, they only have a few ships, which is not worth mentioning, but putting them there is always a threat. We should be assured and bold assault on the Port of Sultan, or to eliminate this part of the threat first." Mora suggested again.

"No, our plane must set out in advance. If we rashly alarm their patrol team, they will definitely send a message to the shore. Notifying the Port of Sultan, which is thousands of miles away, is not easy, but we do not rule out the possibility that the British have relay forwarding base stations in this area." Li Guoqiang shook his head and said.

"Report, our submarine is approaching the target. Is it launching an attack?" The report from the submarine team officer came from the intercom.

"Keep close monitoring of the enemy fleet, keep a distance, and do not easily get close to the other party." Li Guoqiang immediately ordered.

"In addition, pay attention to patrolling the nearby sea surface and strictly prevent enemy submarine threats."

"yes"

"Our anti-submarine aircraft have set off. They are patrolling the nearby sea surface. There are no British submarines for the time being. In another half an hour, we can let the carrier-based aircraft take off." Li Guoqiang looked at the sea surface in the distance and said with some thought.

"I was very excited when I thought that the British Empire's military port would be bombed by us immediately. I really wanted to see the British people's distorted faces and fearfulness." Mora said with anticipation.

"Don't worry, you can see it in the newspaper." Li Guoqiang said with a smile.

Half an hour came soon, and the hour hand quickly pointed at the nine o'clock position, and Li Guoqiang's expression became more and more determined.

"Departure" Li Guoqiang decisively issued the order.

In the waters two hundred kilometers south of the Mande Strait, ninety carrier-based aircraft slowly took off from the Shenzhou and Taishan aircraft carriers, forming two flight groups in the air, one in front and the other behind, flying towards the Arabian Peninsula.

Because of fear of being driven by the British ships on the Red Sea, the aircraft group did not go over the Red Sea, but flew along the edge of the Red Sea above Arab territory. The vast fleet of aircraft flew towards the northwest waters.

"It takes about two hours to fly to the British Army's Sudan Port base, and it will take a distance of 1,000 kilometers." Li Guoqiang's fingers slowly slid on the map.

"The aircraft returned to the aircraft carrier probably at...the left and right, and this round of bombing ended. Our fleet can move on the sea for about two months without returning to the port to replenish supplies. Within two months, we can always threaten the British fleet in the Red Sea."

"The general guessed that after the British were air strikes, would they send aircraft carrier fleets from the Atlantic to fight the Mediterranean and the Red Sea?" Mora suddenly asked.

"The British aircraft carriers are to curb the traffic routes of the Atlantic Ocean and block German ports. They suffer certain losses in the Red Sea. I think this bombing should not exceed the bottom line of Britain. Under normal circumstances, they will not rashly send fleets into the narrow waters of the Red Sea. After all, it is much more difficult to engage in naval battles here than in the vast Atlantic Ocean and the waters close to the British mainland." Li Guoqiang analyzed.

"So, will the British admit defeat this time?" Mora's lips curled up with a snicker.

"The British are good at weighing pros and cons. They know that the importance of the Red Sea region is far less than that of the Atlantic Ocean. If they lose troops here, it will be detrimental to the entire battle. However, it is not ruled out that they attempt to launch a decisive battle at sea with us in this area, but this possibility is very small." Li Guoqiang continued.

"But if one condition is true, the British may send the main force of the fleet to the Red Sea and Indian Ocean regions to fight us." Li Guoqiang changed his mind again.

"Condition?" Mora wondered.

"The United States joins the war."

"USA?"

"Americans will get into this muddy water. They will not have time to avoid the war. Will they participate in a war that has nothing to do with them?" Mora was a little surprised when she heard Li Guoqiang's words and immediately retorted.

"The general doesn't know that according to the information provided by our intelligence personnel, the United States is already making final preparations for the war. Our intelligence analysis shows that the most likely United States to participate in the war should be in early 1917, and the latest no later than 1918." Li Guoqiang responded seriously, not like he was joking at all.

"Is your country's intelligence accurate? Is this a shocking secret?" Mora's face immediately turned a little pale, and his ears were really afraid.

Facing the European members of the Allies, Turkey is already overwhelmed by the time. If the huge United States is added, how will the future battle continue? Türkiye will basically lose the confidence to continue fighting.

"Our intelligence is absolutely true. The United States will have more aircraft carriers than our navy at the beginning of next year. The United States has strong national strength and strong industrial production capacity. If they are involved in this dispute, they will have a significant impact on the situation of the entire war." Li Guoqiang's expression became more and more serious.

"If the Americans join the Allies, the British may very well compete with them for control of the Indian Ocean. Once the United States seizes the Indian Ocean, the connection between your country and Europe will be completely interrupted, and then our situation will be even more dangerous." Mora had not yet recovered her calm expression, but was still immersed in extreme shock.

"If the United States participates in the war, the main force of our navy must fight the decisive battle between the Pacific and the US military, and we may have to give up part of the battle in the Indian Ocean. Fortunately, India is about to become independent at this time, and we can contact your country. Once the land transportation line is opened, the transportation line in the Indian Ocean may not be that important." Li Guoqiang said again.

"Well, India's anti-British war does give us great hope, but no matter what, if the United States joins the war, our chances of winning will be much smaller." Mora was still worried.

"So once the United States joins the war, we will have to destroy the US aircraft carrier fleet in the first place. Then our aircraft carrier fleet can all go out of Asia, enter the Atlantic region, and block the US waterway to Europe with Germany and its allies, so that the Americans cannot transport troops to Europe, so that they cannot directly participate in the war on the European continent." Li Guoqiang analyzed.

"That is, to defeat the United States, one must first defeat its naval fleet and cut the United States and the Allies from the sea."

"General Li's analysis is reasonable." Mora nodded and responded, but he still couldn't relieve his worries.

When a huge fleet of aircraft like geese flying over the calm Arabian Peninsula appeared, it immediately aroused the surprise of the local Arabians. They had never seen the physical objects of the plane, and had only seen such fresh ones in newspapers. They suddenly saw a large group of planes flying like birds from the sky, which really surprised the backward Arabs. They were not aircraft belonging to the Allies or the Allies, but they understood that the emergence of these aircraft must be related to the current war.

After flying over Arab territory across the Sudan Port on the southeastern coast of Sudan, ninety fighter jets began to make a big turn, suddenly rushed out of the land, flew towards the British base in Sudan Port, and appeared over the Red Sea.

When the merchant ships and fishing boats on the sea saw the plane group appearing in a huge buzzing sound, they began to panic and accelerate out of the sea to avoid it. They felt an ominous aura coming, fearing that the upcoming war would affect them.

This time, the two teams of planes were led by Zuo Yunfeng. He flew in the middle of the first wave of attacking aircraft. The two teams of planes flew towards Sudan Port like two huge flocks of geese.

"Be careful to maintain altitude and do not expose the target. The target is thirty kilometers ahead and move forward at full speed." The battle mission was received again, which made Zuo Yunfeng and his teammates extremely excited. This time, the old opponent Britain will be bombing, which makes their hearts even more excited.

"The target distance is twenty kilometers."

"The target distance is ten kilometers."

“Five kilometers.”

“Three kilometers.”

"I have seen the surface ships and started to dive." When the outline of the British warship gradually emerged, Zuo Yunfeng issued an attack order.

A huge buzzing sound suddenly sounded over the port port of Sudan Port. In addition to the two warships that were patrolling the port, there were eighteen British warships anchored in the Port of Sudan, including two battleships, eight cruisers, and the rest were destroyers, oil tankers, supply ships and other ships. They were quietly leaning in the crescent-shaped gentle Sudan Port.

The British Sudan port base has an area of ​​nearly one square kilometer, with more than 30 berths, and the barracks on the shore can accommodate 10,000 people. It is the largest military port for the British army in the Red Sea area and the only military port they retain in the Red Sea. It is located on a straight coastline and there is no natural barrier to block the enemy's invasion.

Many British sailors walked leisurely in the camp, not realizing that a disaster was coming. There were not many British soldiers on the warships. They usually did not leave the port except for training. The relatively calm situation in the Red Sea almost lost their due vigilance. Several warships patrolling the Strait of Mande defended their doors for them. They were not worried that the enemy would suddenly enter the Red Sea and attack them.

But they did not expect that the combat radius of the air force fighter jets of Zhenzhang could exceed 1,000 kilometers. During the Sino-Japanese War, the airplane did not show such a large limit distance. In fact, the carrier-based aircraft of Zhenzhang could exceed 1,500 kilometers to carry out air strike missions.

When the British sailors walking around the military port saw the huge fleet of planes above, their eyes immediately turned green, and a look of horror as if they had seen a demon emerged from their pupils.

"airplane."

"Oh my God, where did that plane come from?"

"It's the Chinese planes, they came to attack."

"Everyone takes your place and get on the ship."

The British camp was in chaos, and British soldiers were running around like ants on a hot pan, with soldiers and ground crews running everywhere. They were shouting and shouting. A few British soldiers who were moving on the warships were not ready. Many British anti-aircraft gunners were not on the ship. They were not ready at all. Do they have the opportunity to get on the ship and fight the enemy again?

"Please pay attention to dispersed bombs. The main targets are their barracks and warships." Zuo Yunfeng had already taken a fancy to a British building, which was their canteen. Some British troops were still having dinner inside, and some people ran out quickly, but most of them had no time to escape from the canteen.

"Boom, boom,..." The huge explosion sounded.

Zuo Yunfeng dropped two 100-kilogram bombs on the British canteen, then fired the cannon and opened fire on the British army crowded at the door.

"Dadadadadadadadada." The British soldiers screamed from the ground, and many British people at the entrance of the cafeteria fell in a pool of blood.

"Swoosh."

Torpedoes drilled into the sea and shot at the British warships anchored in the port. The dive bombers dived onto the British warships and dropped bombs.

The entire military port was in chaos, noisy, roars one after another, and thunder were rushing.

Airplanes whizzed like ghosts, dropped bombs like rain at the enemy, and landed on their heads. The British screamed like ghosts and wolves. At this moment, they deeply felt it was called hell on earth.

"Dadadadadadadadada." Zhen** battle shuttled over the military port, looking for targets to shoot, British barracks collapsed in the sound of explosions, and a large group of British soldiers were crushed into the ruins.

Several British soldiers ran on a road, and Zuo Yunfeng flew towards them, deliberately lowering the height.

"British guy, try my bullets." Zuo Yunfeng fired machine gun bullets at them from behind.

A shuttle of bullets swept across the backs of five or six British soldiers, knocking them into hornet's nests. Countless similar scenes were staged everywhere, and it seemed to have become a slaughterhouse on earth. The sickle of the god of death was reaping the lives of the British. One by one, the British returned to the west with screams and howlings, and went to see the God they admired.

"Boom boom boom." A battleship finally exploded when it was hit by the third torpedo. The hull was divided into two, and the firelight that occurred in the explosion was as gorgeous as a brilliant firework, which was very exciting.

Another battleship was hit by a bomb dropped by the plane more than ten times on the way out of the port, and was blown into a hornet's nest. Then two torpedoes hit the abdomen, and was ripped open, sank into the bottom of the sea.

"We, keep working hard and completely blow up their military camp." Zuo Yunfeng looked at the British warships with thick black smoke, one by one, the British corpses floating on the sea, with excitement in his eyes, and encouraged his teammates.

Chapter 311

Death Scythe

Chapter 311

Death Scythe
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