Changjin Lake: From Xinxingli to Seoul

Chapter 268: The Great Naval War Between China and the United States!

Yellow Sea, on the Nanchang, the flagship of the People's Liberation Army Navy
"Sir, the foundation of our Chinese Navy is too weak..."

"The entire naval fleet doesn't even have a single decent destroyer."

"The Nanchang ship we are standing on has a displacement of only 1100 tons, a main gun caliber of only 120mm, and a speed of only 20 knots."

"This kind of warship is already the best warship in the new China's navy!"

"The remaining Yangtze River ship has a displacement of 460 tons, and its main gun is also 120mm."

"The rest are captured Japanese fishing boats converted into gunboats, which are 187 tons in size and equipped with a 57mm land-based mountain gun."

"And the US temporary fleet this time, the aircraft carrier and battleships were indeed bombed and were rushed to repair in Incheon Port."

"However, they also have two cruisers, four escort carriers, eight destroyers, and three torpedo attack ships."

"One of their cruisers has a displacement of over 10,000 tons and a 203mm gun, and its combat power is equivalent to our entire navy."

Given this disparity in strength, should we really go all out?

Captain Li Hongbo asked with a worried expression.

"Once this battle is successful, China will have its own aircraft carriers and battleships, and its naval strength will increase more than tenfold."

"And that USS Missouri battleship, that's where the Japanese signed their surrender."

"This means that its significance to China is no longer just about its displacement of tens of thousands of tons and the combat power of its 406mm naval gun."

"Moreover, we are not the main force in this battle, but just a link in the chain."

"The real fighting force that can engage the U.S. military is the well-prepared air force fighter jets."

"Order the entire army to proceed at full speed toward the location of the American fleet and complete the mission of luring the enemy!"

"Comrade Wu Wanli, on behalf of all the soldiers of the Chinese Navy, thank you..."

Xiao Zhenhua gave the order, facing the sea breeze.

"Yes!"

Upon hearing this, Captain Li Hongbo quickly agreed.

The order was quickly relayed to all the ship captains, and all the Chinese warships sped towards the waters off Incheon Port at maximum speed.

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The Yellow Sea surged fiercely, and between the leaden sea and sky, a tiny fleet was cutting through the waves.

On the bridge of the Chinese Navy flagship "Nanchang", Xiao Zhenhua gripped the cold railing tightly with both hands, the sea breeze whipping his thin clothes in the wind.

Through the telescope's view, the black smoke from the "Yangtze River Ship" struggled to navigate between the low crests of the waves.

Further away, several small gunboats, each 187 tons and converted from dilapidated Japanese fishing vessels, looked like withered leaves in a giant wave, ready to capsize at any moment.

"Sir, the radar beams of the US cruiser should have already swept over us."

"Our flight path is practically like swimming naked in other people's eyes."

Captain Li Hongbo spoke in a low voice, pointing to the glaring dot on the radar screen that represented the American flagship.

"Why are you panicking?"

"That's exactly what we want them to see!"

"How can you know our value if you can't see us?"

"Remember our mission: draw the eyes of the Americans and the muzzles of their guns!"

"Lure the enemy deep into our territory, paving the way for Comrade Wu Wanli to seize aircraft carriers and battleships!"

Xiao Zhenhua put down his binoculars, his bronze face calm and composed, only a resolute flame burning deep in his eyes.

He turned around, his gaze sweeping over the equally tense crew members around him.

At almost the same moment, the atmosphere inside the massive bridge of the USS Salt Lake City, the flagship of the U.S. Navy task force, was completely different.

"Report to the general!"

"Carrier-based reconnaissance aircraft has spotted a Chinese naval formation!"

"Southwest direction, due east!"

"The flagship is suspected to be China's 'Nanchang' ship, with an estimated displacement of around 1,000 tons and a main gun caliber of no more than 120mm."

"The remaining accompanying vessels are mostly small, converted gunboats, mostly around 100 tons, with no aviation capabilities and no radar indications."

"Based on comprehensive assessment, their combat capability is extremely low! They pose little threat to the main fleet!"

A U.S. Army communications officer quickly stepped forward and handed Vice Admiral Jack a newly received telegram.

Lieutenant General Jack took the telegram without even lifting his eyelids.

His thoughts were still on the two enormous ships in Incheon Port that were undergoing emergency repairs.

In particular, the USS Missouri, a battleship that symbolized Japan's final humiliation and surrender.

That was his core objective for this trip; ensuring their safety was of paramount importance.

As for the report in front of us?

"Ah……"

"Look, Harold, look what the Chinese have sent!"

"A small fish that hasn't grown up yet, leading a few shrimps, dares to approach our American fleet?"

Lieutenant General Jack chuckled, a sneer playing on his lips, and tossed the telegram to his chief of staff behind him, saying...

"General, based on previous intelligence reports from Incheon and Seoul, the Chinese are extremely skilled in disguise and traps."

"Isn't it too... coincidental that the Chinese naval fleet suddenly appeared in front of my main shipping lane at this time?"

"Perhaps we should remain vigilant and launch a full-scale operation to confirm and drive them away?"

Chief of Staff Brigadier General Harold frowned slightly and spoke cautiously.

"alert?"

"Harold, your caution might have been appropriate in Normandy, but here?"

"A 1,000-ton behemoth with a 120mm cannon?"

"My flagship's toilet has a larger drainage capacity than this!"

"Notify Colonel Harris of the second escort task force!"

“Send his cruiser USS Houston, along with two Bogue-class escort carriers and three Fletcher-class destroyers, to swat these eyesores!”

"Sending these over there is already a lot of face for the Chinese Navy."

"Be quick and clean it thoroughly!"

"Main fleet, maintain full speed, target—Incheon Port!"

Jack waved his hand dismissively, then suddenly raised it, issuing a command etched with contempt.

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On the bridge of the cruiser USS Houston, Captain Harris was almost overjoyed upon receiving the order.

Why would a 10,000-ton cruiser and two escort carriers be needed to deal with a weak Chinese naval fleet?
This is like using a sledgehammer to crack a nut!

"Target confirmed: China's 'toy' naval fleet."

"Cruiser and carrier strike group, hard to port! Speed ​​25 knots!"

"Prepare for main gun fire! Guys, let's have a little snack after dinner!"

Harris gave the order casually into the communicator, his tone full of the ease and arrogance typical of the U.S. Navy.

Since defeating the Japanese Combined Fleet and severely weakening Britain, the U.S. Navy has become the undisputed number one navy in the world.

Meanwhile, the massive main fleet of the US military, like a steel torrent, slightly adjusted its course and, billowing smoke, continued its fearless advance towards Incheon Port.

On the two escort carriers, the few spare reconnaissance aircraft lazily launched themselves.

The F4U Corsair fighters, which are mainly used for anti-ship attacks, remained quietly on the deck, seemingly convinced that the mission was nothing more than an armed demonstration.

The three destroyers spread out in a relaxed anti-submarine formation, as if they were conducting a leisurely routine patrol.

On the bridge of the "Nanchang" ship, Captain Li Hongbo put down the intelligence he had just intercepted, which indicated that the US fleet had turned and was heading straight for them, his face ashen.

"Commander! They're here! One cruiser! Two aircraft carriers! Three destroyers! They're closing in on us!"

Li Hongbo quickly replied.

Xiao Zhenhua suddenly grabbed the communicator, his voice like a drawn sword, echoing across every inch of the decoy formation's deck:
"Attention all personnel! The enemy detachment has taken the bait!"

"Head southeast! Destination: Dadonggou waters! Full speed ahead!"

"Highest alert! Drop all pretense! Raise all flags! Let the Americans see our true faces!"

After the order was passed on, the Nanchang, the Changjiang, and other small Chinese gunboats, with all the power they could squeeze out of their old engines, trailed thick black smoke as they fled desperately through the turbulent waves of the Yellow Sea.

Behind them were the massive, arrogant tracking guns of the US fleet, gleaming with the deadly cold light of metal.

After an unknown amount of time, a deep yet thunderous roar of engines suddenly erupted above the clouds!
At first it was difficult to discern the quantity and direction, but the sound quickly amplified and became dense, as if a steel storm was pressing down from the heavens!

"radar!"

"Look at the radar!"

"Numerous high-speed targets to the northwest!"

The sharp voice of the radar operator on the USS Houston shattered the confident atmosphere on the bridge.

On the radar screen, countless dots of light emerged like a swarm of bees, moving at an astonishing speed, rapidly approaching at an extremely low altitude!

"Enemy attack!"

"It's an airplane!"

"Large numbers of enemy aircraft!"

"Waaaaaahhhhhh!!!"

In an instant, the alarms blared throughout every warship in the entire US fleet!

All the US military anti-aircraft gun positions were scrambled into place, their anti-aircraft gun barrels pointing futilely at the sky.

The various US destroyers hurriedly turned around, attempting to form an air defense formation.

The escort carrier was in complete chaos, with its carrier-based fighter jets still in the hangar and unable to take off in time!
Almost at the same time the alarm sounded, the first wave of deadly attacks had already arrived!

Inside the Wanli-1 fighter jet:

"Attention all crews!"

"As planned, the first wave will be to suppress the enemy fleet's anti-aircraft firepower with all our might!"

"Comrades of the first squadron, follow me!"

"This concerns the rise of our new Chinese navy, so give it your all!"

Wang Wei pulled the control lever and shouted into the communications radio.

"Roger that!"

"Roger that!"

"..."

Soon, spearheaded by the Wanli-1 fighter jet, a large strike group of Chinese fighter jets accelerated together.

Like countless arrows released from a bow, they shot up suddenly from low altitude with a whistling sound as they tore through the air, heading straight for the outer perimeter of the US fleet.

Upon seeing this, the three US destroyers opened fire frantically and attempted to turn and deploy defensively.

These Chinese fighter jets did not aim to precisely target and kill ships, but instead chose to unleash their full firepower with the light bombs carried under their wings and all of their cannons.

“Thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump……………”

In an instant, it poured down like water onto the bridge, deck anti-aircraft gun positions, and radar antennas of the US destroyer!
In an instant, the three destroyers were engulfed in flames and thick smoke.

One of the main gun turrets of the USS Hogan was hit by a series of 23mm shells, causing the ammunition to explode and burst into flames.

The bridge of the USS O'Bannon was hit directly by a 37mm armor-piercing shell, paralyzing its command system.

The rudder of the destroyer USS Stockton was destroyed, leaving it spinning helplessly in place.

The U.S. military's fragile air defense network was torn open in the first instance!

Just as the US destroyer was in chaos, a steady and powerful command rang out on the Soviet pilots' channel inside the Korea Aid No. 1 fighter jet.

“Комрадша! (Comrades!)”

"Target: Escort the aircraft carrier!"

"Second squadron, follow me in a dive!"

"Cover team, suppress any gun barrels that dare to raise their heads!"

Long live the proletariat!

“Ura!” (Hurrah!)

After Peter shouted, his blood began to boil, and he pulled the control stick, charging towards the American warship.

The Soviet fighter jets roared with terrifying force as they aimed at the two escort carriers, which had lost most of their air cover and were like lambs to the slaughter!
Soon, under the cover of a salvo of rockets fired by MiG fighters, the attack aircraft group took advantage of the confusion and low effectiveness of the US anti-aircraft guns to bravely penetrate the most dangerous air defense zone above the aircraft carrier.

The heavy bombs under their fuselages, carrying a death sentence, accurately struck the flight deck and hangar!

The flight deck of the escort carrier USS Corregidor was hit directly by a 500-kilogram bomb, which blew open a shocking hole.

The exploding aviation fuel shot into the sky, instantly engulfing several F4U Corsair aircraft that were preparing for takeoff on the deck.

The stern of the escort carrier USS Saginaw Bay was subjected to concentrated attacks, with multiple bombs and rockets turning its aft elevators and hangar into a living hell.

Thick smoke and flames shot into the sky, completely cutting off their ability to take off and land aircraft and provide effective air defense!

These two US escort carriers immediately lost their core role as aviation platforms, and their hulls listed severely.

In addition, an uncontrollable fire broke out on the ship, turning it into a giant fireball floating on the sea.

The horrific state of the escort carrier before him sent shivers down the spine of Captain Harris, captain of the USS Houston.

He frantically ordered all the remaining 127mm dual-purpose main guns, 40mm Bofors anti-aircraft guns, and 20mm Oerlikon machine guns on the ship to aim at the sky, weaving a dense but scattered barrage.

At the same time, he directed the nearly powerless wreckage of the destroyer to stand in front of him as a human shield, attempting to salvage the situation.

However, the joint Sino-Soviet fighter jets were like a well-trained pack of wolves, giving it no chance to breathe!
"Attention all units!"

"Suppress all anti-aircraft guns on the port side of the USS Houston!"

"Pry open its turtle shell for me!"

Wang Wei seized the opportunity and shouted into the radio.

Soon, more than ten Chinese MiG fighter jets, in two-plane or four-plane formations, braved a hail of bullets and sped past the port side of the USS Houston.

Their machine guns wove a deadly net of fire, precisely targeting every exposed anti-aircraft gun position.

The 40mm gun emplacement was torn apart by the 23mm autocannon, and the gunner was torn to pieces; the 20mm autocannon was instantly silenced.

Before long, the anti-aircraft fire network on the port side was riddled with holes!

"The time has come!"

"Comaresh, victory is within reach! Maximum dive, attack the starboard vitals!"

"Ula!!!"

Peter roared and piloted his MiG-15, painted with a red star and the words "Aid Korea No. 1," into a dive.

Behind him, all the Soviet fighter planes, like eagles swooping down on their prey, took advantage of the moment when their port-side firepower was suppressed and collectively turned around.

A massive squadron of MiG fighter jets charged toward the midships of the USS Houston's starboard side at an almost 90-degree deadly dive angle!
The area has relatively weak protection, but it contains core compartments such as the power compartment, boiler room, and main gun control room!
At this moment, the sky was covered by the silhouettes of diving warplanes, the plumes of rockets, and a dense barrage of aerial bombs.

The rockets, like venomous snakes with eyes, burrowed into the ship's hull and superstructure, tearing open large holes.

The heavy bombs, like the hammer of death, pounded repeatedly on the deck of the USS Houston and near the starboard waterline.

"boom!"

The first bomb hit the base of the main gun turret, triggering a secondary explosion of the ammunition magazine. The massive shockwave overturned the entire turret, causing the ship to shake violently.

"boom!"

The second bomb, amidst violent shaking, precisely pierced through the gaps in the superstructure and exploded in the middle of the ship near the engine room.

Scalding steam erupted instantly, tearing through the pipes and causing the ship's power to plummet.

"boom!!!"

The third bomb struck the weakest part of the armor belt below the waterline as the ship began to list violently due to deceleration.
In an instant, the seawater surged in like a burst dam!

The USS Houston, like a beast struck by a giant hammer, emitted a piercing sound of steel tearing apart as the ship rapidly listed severely to starboard, almost capsizing!

Seawater surged in, engulfing each cabin. The sporadic anti-aircraft fire finally ceased completely.

Thick smoke and flames engulfed everything on the deck, and the crew jumped into the icy seawater like dumplings being dropped into a pot.

Within minutes, the massive cruiser met its end, sinking to the bottom of the sea amidst raging flames and desperate screams.

The destruction of the USS Houston marked the complete collapse of the organized resistance of the US fleet.

The remaining destroyers had long since lost their combat capability, some sinking and others drifting precariously amidst a sea of ​​fire.

The fire on the escort carrier could not be extinguished, and explosions continued to occur inside, ultimately leading to its sinking.

The surviving destroyer USS O'Bannon raised a white flag amidst thick smoke.

However, as the Chinese naval fleet approached, the American ships on board, after escaping in smaller vessels, directly destroyed the destroyer. (This occurred on the Chinese naval flagship, the Nanchang.)
"So, Comrade Li Hongbo, how did our cooperation with Comrade Wu Wanli go in this gamble?"

Xiao Zhenhua smiled and said.

"Commander Xiao, I am completely convinced!"

"I had heard about Comrade Wu Wanli's deeds before, such as capturing an American major general, beheading a French lieutenant general, and capturing Seoul, the capital of the puppet state of South Korea..."

“The stories, one after another, were told in such a fantastical way that I thought they were exaggerated.”

"But now it seems that he is the military genius Han Xin of our new China!"

"If the US Navy doesn't divide its forces and we fight head-on, our fighter jets alone might actually be able to defeat the US Navy!"

"If the US Navy wins, our new Chinese Navy will be completely annihilated!"

"Comrade Wu Wanli's first step in his plan was a perfect success. Now our chances of winning against the US Navy are about 50/50!"

"If this mission is truly successful, then Comrade Wu Wanli can be considered one of the founders of the new Chinese Navy!"

Captain Li Hongbo looked at the flames rising from the wreckage of the American warship and exclaimed with shock and admiration.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha……"

"You're right!"

"After this war is over, I plan to apply to the government to name our new China's first aircraft carrier Wanli!"

"If our air force fighter jets can be named 'Wanli,' then our navy's aircraft carriers can too!"

When Xiao Guang mentioned Wu Wanli, a hint of gratitude and respect flashed in his eyes as he spoke earnestly.

"Okay!"

"Wanli Wanli (meaning 'ten thousand miles') serves to remind the world of Comrade Wu Wanli's achievements, and it also means 'the Long March'. It's a good name!"

"They're just a bunch of sons of bitches from the American devils. After surrendering, they'd rather blow it up than give it to us!"

"I really want to shoot them all, or throw them into the sea to feed the fish!"

Captain Li Hongbo, after a moment of reflection, suddenly became furious and said through gritted teeth.

"Don't act rashly. Let the warships go and pick up those American prisoners of war. They can be exchanged for a lot of things."

"As for achieving victory in this battle, it won't be that easy."

"Order the air force fleet to continue attacking the main US fleet. We don't expect them to win, just keep them occupied."

"Whether we can truly win depends on whether Wu Wanli can successfully launch a blitzkrieg and capture Incheon Port!"

Xiao Zhenhua looked in the direction of Incheon Port and gave the order expectantly.

"Yes!"

Upon hearing this, Li Hongbo immediately agreed and went to convey the message.

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The Yellow Sea is rife with undercurrents.

The salty sea breeze carried a strong smell of gunpowder, as if announcing the arrival of an even more brutal storm.

Vice Admiral Jack stood stiffly on the bridge of the Baltimore-class heavy cruiser USS Boston.

The battle report of the fleet's defeat felt like a red-hot iron rod piercing his heart.

"Our squadron... actually lost?"

"Corregidor and Saginaw Bay have lost their fighting capacity?"

Jack's face turned ashen, and his pupils contracted sharply in disbelief.

Just a few hours ago, it was a powerful force capable of suppressing the entire East Asian seas, a sharp claw under his command protecting the main force and sweeping away threats!

The defenses he painstakingly built turned out to be so vulnerable to decoys and surprise attacks.
"No! This is impossible!"

"Those backward yellow-skinned monkeys...and those damned Soviets!"

"Useless! All of you are useless! You underestimated us! You were foolish!"

Shock was quickly replaced by a volcanic eruption of rage. Veins bulged on his forehead as he slammed his fist into the cold steel command platform and roared.

The air pressure inside the entire bridge dropped to freezing point, with only the chaotic cries for help and reports echoing sharply from the communication channels.

However, Lieutenant General Jack's anger did not last long; a chilling aura quickly overwhelmed the flames of fury.

As a veteran who had experienced the baptism of fire in the Pacific War, he was all too aware of the gravity of this defeat.
This disastrous defeat of the squadron was by no means merely the loss of a few warships.

The opponent's tactics were so sophisticated and their determination so resolute that they far exceeded his previous expectations.

alert!

An unprecedented sense of vigilance gripped Jack's heart!
He abruptly pushed open the porthole, and the icy sea breeze rushed in, instantly cooling his feverish mind.

"Where is the enemy?!"

He asked sharply.

"Radar report!"

"Large number of aerial targets! Bearing 250, altitude 3500, speed 400 knots! Approaching at high speed!"

"The number...is enormous! It's a fleet! A main fleet!"

"Sir, this will be a bloody battle with an uncertain outcome."

A U.S. military officer sighed and said.

"finally come!"

He took a deep breath, his voice suddenly rising in pitch, instantly covering the entire fleet via the ship's public address system:
"Red Alert! Highest Level Combat Readiness!"

"Air defense arrays activated at maximum power! All close-in weapon systems ready!"

"All fighter jets scramble immediately!"

"The entire fleet shall form a dense air defense formation and tighten its defensive perimeter!"

"Tell the lads, this is not a drill! This is our time for revenge!"

"Shoot them all down!!!"

The sky was like a purgatory, and the sea was boiling!
The second wave of attacks by the Sino-Soviet joint air force, carrying the momentum of annihilating the squadron, brazenly entered the airspace above the main US fleet!
In an instant, the entire sea area was covered by the piercing metallic hiss, the deafening explosions, and the flashes of light spewing flames!

“Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh…”

The US fleet unleashed its most intense air defense firepower!

The cruiser's heavy 127mm twin-mounted dual-purpose guns roared in unison, spewing out continuous flashes of fire and thick smoke.

The shells, trailing long tails, streaked across the sky, exploding in the air into ugly, blackish-red flowers of death.

The 40mm rapid-fire guns and 20mm anti-aircraft guns equipped on the various US destroyers unleashed a barrage of bullets, weaving a continuous and deadly wall of fire in front of the aircraft formation!

The orange-red tracer rounds, like countless angry venomous snakes, lashed and danced wildly under the gloomy sky.

The entire fleet seemed to have transformed into a gigantic steel hedgehog, with every spike spewing death!

The attackers, like moths drawn to a flame, plunged headlong into this deadly inferno!

Dive!

bombing!

Torpedo attack!

Peter, piloting the Korea Aid No. 1 fighter jet, took the lead, and with the attack group relying on its thick armor protection, he fearlessly dove down into the dense firepower below.

The low roar of the fighter jets' engines was like the whisper of death. The bombs mounted under the wings came loose and fell toward the US escort carrier with a piercing shriek!
Huge columns of water shot into the sky beside the giant ship, creating a shocking crater on the deck, with flames soaring into the air.

Every now and then, a MiG fighter jet would be hit directly in a vital spot, turning into a violent fireball in mid-air, tumbling and trailing thick smoke as it plunged into the icy seawater.

The white parachutes of the pilots were fragile yet tragic against the backdrop of a sky filled with gunfire.

Chinese fighter jets used their speed advantage to maneuver flexibly through gaps in anti-aircraft fire.

They made precise incursions, their nose-mounted cannons firing fiercely, strafing the exposed anti-aircraft gun positions, command towers, and busy deck crews of the American warships!
Where the tracer bullets swept, steel plates shattered, debris flew everywhere, and screams of agony filled the air.

A Chinese fighter jet was hit by a stray bullet, its fuel tank ruptured and burst into flames.

"There's no going back!!"

"Tell my mother I'm not a coward!!!"

After yelling into the radio, the Chinese pilot managed to ram his burning aircraft into the stern turret of a US destroyer at the last moment, triggering a violent secondary explosion!

This resolute decision sent chills down the spines of all the American soldiers who witnessed it.

Even more courageous Chinese pilots, flying torpedo bombers equipped with Soviet aid and under the desperate cover of their comrades, made low-altitude sea-skimming advances, disregarding casualties.

They had to brave shells and machine gun fire flying almost overhead to drop deadly torpedoes on the massive American cruisers, especially the few escort carriers that were still able to struggle, at extremely close range!
The torpedo's white wake left a long, menacing line on the sea as it plunged into the water, hurtling toward the side of the steel behemoth.

The US military's frantic counterattack was even more hysterical, and the torpedo bomber formations suffered heavy losses. Often, when the formation rushed in, only a few aircraft were able to complete their bombing and return with great difficulty.

The battle reached an extremely difficult and brutal stalemate! The sky was filled with smoke from the explosions, burning oil, and metal fragments.

The downed warplanes fell like burning meteors, exploding into high columns of water or leaving behind wreckage filled with flames and black smoke.

The US escort carrier was hit by torpedoes and bombs, caught fire, listed, and took on water, losing its combat capability.

Flames roared and thick smoke billowed from the deck, like a moving torch.

The mainstay of the U.S. Navy, the USS Boston, and another heavy cruiser, the USS Quincy, were also not spared.

Their massive hulls were riddled with craters, their superstructures were severely damaged, and they were engulfed in flames.

U.S. Navy sailors fought desperately through flames and thick smoke, as men continued to fall into the icy water with bloodcurdling screams.

Not only the US military, but also the Chinese and Soviet aircraft suffered heavy losses.

Brave pilots went one after another, but the air defense barrier built by the main US fleet was simply too strong and insane.

Every minute that passed, fighter jets crashed, leaving trails of black smoke.

Wang Wei's radio kept ringing with the final cries of his comrades before they died or the heavy sound of explosions.

He even witnessed Peter's wingman being torn apart in mid-air by two cascades of 40mm shells while protecting the lead plane!

He clenched his teeth, the taste of blood filling his mouth, and almost crushed the control stick!

Blood from both sides was flowing wildly across the Yellow Sea.

Neither side could achieve a decisive breakthrough, and the battle was so intensely intense it was suffocating.

Inside the No. 1 fighter jet for aiding Korea
“Comrade, we can’t keep dragging this out. Our fuel and ammunition are limited.”

"It's obvious that the US fleet will outlast us, and without external intervention, it will end in a Pyrrhic victory for them!"

A hint of worry flashed in Peter's eyes as he spoke into the radio.

"Don't worry, Comrade Wu Wanli is one of the best generals in China. He won't let us down!"

Wang Wei looked through the cabin at the location of Incheon Port and said.

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U.S. Incheon Defense Command

"Sir, the Chinese army is advancing aggressively. Should we destroy the aircraft carrier and battleships in advance, just in case?"

The chief of staff of the 4th Brigade asked.

"Where are our support troops located?"

"What's the navy saying? What's the situation in the battle?"

A hint of hesitation flashed in Brigade Commander Miller's eyes as he asked.

"We are almost at the outskirts of Incheon Port, and we expect to be able to join forces with the hundreds of troops stationed inside the port to attack the Chinese army from both sides."

"The navy says that the situation is currently at a stalemate, but if the fighting continues like this, it can end in a Pyrrhic victory."

"That's what the chief of staff of the 4th Brigade of the United States said."

"It means that as long as we can hold off the Chinese army, we will eventually win."

"And on the battlefield at Incheon Port, we are about to be caught in a pincer movement, is that right?"

Upon hearing this, Miller's brows relaxed slightly, and his eyes regained their confidence.

"That's right, but this unit is clearly the Chinese 7th Steel Regiment, their combat strength..."

Upon hearing this, the chief of staff of the 4th Brigade of the United States immediately offered a reminder.

"You're overestimating the strength of this Chinese army."

"No matter what, they are just human beings. They can't possibly have the fighting power and willpower to rival the gods."

"They were able to temporarily defeat us in Incheon because of the fortifications and the terrain and artillery fire of Songaksan."

"Later, when they were running out of ammunition, they retreated, didn't they?"

"Now you want to make a comeback and win with fewer troops?"

"dream!"

"Pass on my order: the garrison at Incheon Port and the reinforcements will attack from both sides and annihilate this Chinese army with all their might."

"I must win back the honor I lost in this battle!"

"The 7th Steel Regiment of China will also be completely annihilated in my hands!"

"Don't destroy the aircraft carriers and battleships, use them as bait, we absolutely cannot let them break through!"

Upon hearing this, Brigade Commander Miller gritted his teeth and roared.

He had already suffered repeated defeats during his attack on Incheon. If Wu Wanli and his men were to escape now, his military career would be truly over.

"Yes, sir!"

Upon hearing this, the chief of staff of the 4th Brigade of the United States quickly agreed.

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Outside Incheon Port, on the position of the 7th Steel Regiment

"Wanli, the first phase of the naval decisive battle in the Yellow Sea has been a perfect victory!"

"The US Navy's squadron was completely annihilated, and its naval forces suffered heavy losses."

"However, the two sides are currently locked in a stalemate, and if this drags on, we may not be able to win."

Liu Hanqing said.

"We have to make the final move ourselves."

"Do you think I need so many sailors just to sail the warships back?"

"If it's just about opening up, there's no need to converge on land and attack together. The risks are too great. After the battle, we can just come from the sea."

"The purpose is to seize aircraft carriers and battleships so that we can immediately form combat power to counterattack the US Navy!"

"Now, it's time!"

A murderous glint flashed in Wu Wanli's eyes as he spoke.

"Commander-in-Chief, something terrible has happened!"

"US military support forces are rushing towards us, and it won't be long before they attack us from both sides!"

At this moment, Pinghe, who had personally led the reconnaissance team back, said breathlessly.

"Wanli, if we continue to launch a fierce attack under these circumstances, the Seventh Steel Regiment will be at risk of being completely annihilated."

Upon hearing this, Liu Hanqing offered a reminder.

"Never mind, while there's still some time, we can't hesitate any longer!"

"Bugler, sound the charge immediately!!!"

"All artillery pieces, prepare to advance under the cover of barrage!"

Looking at the map of the Heavenly Eye in his mind, Wu Wanli gripped his bayonet tightly and roared.

According to the Tianyan map, the garrison in Incheon Port is converging on the defensive line of the 7th Steel Regiment, but they have no intention of destroying the warships.

Even the US military inside the port was still carrying out final repairs, hoping that as soon as they were completed and the ship could leave without any danger.

The system's top-level intelligence was absolutely right; we really hit the best opportunity!

"Drip drip drip drip drip drip —————"

In an instant, the unique bugle call of the Chinese People's Volunteer Army pierced the sky and resounded through the clouds!

"Comrades, capture Incheon Port! Send the aircraft carriers and battleships to support the navy!"

"Our new China will defeat the U.S. Navy, which claims to be the world's number one!"

"We Chinese can also defeat the Americans at sea!"

“Follow me!!!”

After shouting, Wu Wanli grabbed his Thompson submachine gun and charged out first.

"kill!!!"

Upon hearing this, the soldiers of the 7th Steel Regiment were filled with fervor and charged toward Incheon Port with their guns in hand.

(End of this chapter)