Chapter 126: Something to do
Over the Combined Fleet.
The eight fighter jets that had previously separated from the formation are now slowly flying back.
Within the intercom system, all the team members were silent.
After firing all the missiles at once, they certainly ensured their own safety, but at the same time, the order issued privately by President Wells was completely declared a failure.
The captain silently led everyone to join the circling formation. Looking at the situation, he knew that the GP4 positioning system here was probably out of service.
The reason why all combat units have not yet fallen into chaos is because there are civilian satellites providing positioning support.
The communication system of the entire fleet was eerily quiet at this time, except for the landing command coming from the carrier island.
The two destroyed South Australian warships seemed to have been forgotten by everyone at this time.
Oro looked up at the sky and saw the eight fighter jets joining the formation with frighteningly gloomy faces.
"Sir, we have detected a high-speed aircraft approaching rapidly! Speed 20 Mach!"
Damn the herald, there has never been any good news coming out of this guy's mouth during this period of time.
At this moment, Oro decided to transfer the Crow-mouthed Herald away from him after he returned.
Although he thought so, he did not dare to delay and hurried to the radar, staring at the two light spots on the screen that were flying towards them rapidly with a serious expression.
"All air defense radars are turned on. Do not make any other moves. All departments continue to direct the aircraft to land."
There was a hint of fatigue in Oro's voice. For some reason he could feel that these two aircraft were not missiles.
After explaining all this, he walked out of the command room on his own and looked up at the sky.
The endless azure sky was empty except for the formation of fighter planes circling above his head.
How fast is Mach 20?
Run 30 kilometers in 200 seconds!
In Oro's sight, two black spots suddenly appeared at the end of the sky. He looked intently and saw that a straight line had been drawn behind the two black spots, piercing through the atmosphere.
Very good, the altitude has not changed. At least we can be sure that the enemy's aircraft will not pose a huge threat to the fleet for the time being.
"Turn on the high-speed camera and capture their images!"
Oro breathed a sigh of relief and quickly returned to the command room to give orders.
After some operation by the operator in charge, the high-speed camera quickly projected the images onto the large central screen.
Oro already had a vague guess in his heart, but when the real scene he saw was exactly the same as the one Roy had shown him, he still felt that it was a little unreal.
"Report, our 44 fighter planes in the sky have been locked by its fire control radar!"
The herald didn't know that his presence had made his superior extremely annoyed and that he was thinking of replacing him. He continued to report the current situation diligently.
"Turn off all air defense radars. Or tell me, do we have any air defense weapons that can catch up with aircraft with a speed of up to Mach 20? None? Well, then do as I order. Also, shut your stinky mouth from now on. I will see for myself!"
Oro spoke angrily, then gave the herald a cold look and turned his attention to the two spaceships on the display screen.
He murmured something that no one could hear: "These are really beautiful! It would be great if America also had these!"
In the sky, the fighter pilots who were circling and waiting to land were frightened by the repeated warning voices in the cabin.
At this moment, the vibration coming from the space caused the pilots to look up at the same time.
The two Young Dragons knew their mission, and when they noticed that the formation's air defense radar was turned off, they began to slow down.
Deterrence? If we don't let the other side see the terrifying appearance of our own Dragon, can it be called deterrence? Unfortunately, in the atmosphere, the Dragon needs to maintain a minimum speed of Mach 3 to prevent the spacecraft from falling.
Even if it falls, you can temporarily increase the power output to pull out of the stall state.
But in just this short dozen seconds of 'slow' flight, the ferocious body of the Young Dragon had already left an indelible mark in the hearts of these pilots.
Space Hub Command.
Fan Ren looked at the perspective of the Young Dragon on the big screen, then at Liu Shengzhan's uncontrollable smile, and he thought this scene was very interesting.
Especially when hearing the carrier-based aircraft wingman pilot's excited and incoherent words when he saw the Young Dragon.
He also felt secretly proud in his heart.
Xinghai has been established for nearly seven years.
He also transformed himself from a graduate with nothing to the current chairman of Xinghai with countless resources.
Over the past seven years, from the initial birth of high-voltage radio technology in a rental house to the later development of solid-state batteries through the joint efforts of a group of Xinghai technicians.
Then came the graphene chip, which earned a lot of money for the development of Xinghai.
It’s not that difficult along the way.
But if he wanted to stop and enjoy himself, Fan Ren could have already lived a luxurious life that ordinary people could hardly imagine.
But the subsequent tri-titanium alloy technology brought about a major industrial upgrade, leaving him no time to stop.
This thing basically does not exist on earth!
The only way to continue is to go to the moon to mine.
Step by step, we have come to this day. Now, the space ore refinery has entered the construction process under the leadership of the Ministry of Industry.
Next, after the refinery is completed, Xinghai will continue to invest in the construction of a space tri-titanium alloy processing plant, and finally a space dock construction plant.
Hearing the excited words of the young pilot at this time is undoubtedly the best affirmation of his perseverance along the way.
Fan Ren quietly left the command room and returned to his studio along the connecting channel.
"what happens?"
"They shot down two South Australian fighter jets. They don't know how to live or die. They want to use the joint military exercise to disrupt the war between Daxia and the United States."
Zeng Yingying stepped forward, took the pressure suit from Fanren, hung it aside, and asked casually. As she listened to what Fanren said, a smile appeared on her face.
In Fanren's studio, there is also inertial gravity caused by the rotating centrifugal force. Although the gravity is limited, it can at least ensure normal walking and standing.
Zeng Yingying poured him a cup of tea, then sat next to him and picked up a flat-screen TV to watch the latest TV series and movies with space themes.
Fan Ren was drinking tea quietly beside her, his eyes fixed on her hair tied up on top of her head, with warmth in his eyes.
Not long ago, the girl who had been with him since the establishment of Xinghai officially married him.
There was no grand ceremony in their marriage.
It was just Fan Ren driving the manned transport spacecraft Gale, bringing along Liu Jun and Su Yurou, as well as the rarely seen fourth brother Lin Chang and his wife.
The six people traveled 300,000 kilometers.
He also called Li Jian, the boss stationed at the Guanghan Palace base.
Under the huge blue star in the night sky, they embraced each other, said their vows, and accepted everyone’s best wishes.
(End of this chapter)
