Changjin Lake: From Xinxingli to Seoul

Chapter 269 Annihilation of the US Fleet!

Artillery position

"Higher than five, left seventeen mils, fire!!!"

Lei Gong raised his command flag high, swung it fiercely downwards, and roared loudly.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang..."

Each cannon responded instantly with a dull thud as shells were fired, and plumes of white smoke billowed out.

Suddenly, a shrill whistle pierced the sky, as if carrying the rhythm of death!
"call out----------"

Rows of mortar shells rained down first, exploding into plumes of smoke and countless fragments sweeping across the American front lines.

The artillery shells that followed fell with a dull thud, shaking the earth.

The reinforced concrete bunker was torn apart, the metal supports twisted and deformed, and fragments mixed with mud and flesh sprayed into the air like a fountain.

Lei Gong's artillery fire was precise and ferocious. Each salvo was like a scorching iron fist, slamming hard on the key points and vitals of the American defense line, making the defenders unable to raise their heads.

Countless machine guns fell silent in the terrifying blast wave, and soldiers huddled in their trembling bunkers, praying that shells wouldn't fall on their heads.

Just as the death storm unleashed by the artillery fire reached its peak, a resounding bugle call pierced the clamor!

"kill--!!!"

Wu Wanli was the first to rush out of the billowing smoke and dust, like a blood-stained arrow released from a bow.

Behind him, the soldiers of the 7th Steel Regiment poured out in a "three-three" formation, stepping behind the landing points of the shells.

The tan figure appeared and disappeared amidst the billowing smoke and flashes of explosions, charging towards the enemy lines with an unstoppable and resolute momentum.

Wu Wanli gritted his teeth and pushed his speed and reaction time to the limit.

He did not charge in a straight line, but rapidly leaped back and forth among the ruins, shell craters, and corpses, each pause accompanied by a fatal blow.

"boom!"

On the left, an American machine gunner, attempting to peer out from the ravaged ruins to fire, suddenly had a cloud of blood explode from his helmet, and his body collapsed.

"Bang! Bang!"

Two American soldiers, who had been hiding behind a half-collapsed wall to the right and were raising their guns in panic, suddenly had blood spurt from their foreheads and chests and fell to the ground.

"boom!"

Further away, an American assistant gunner who had just climbed back to his position with the heavy machine gun was accurately hit in the back before he could even straighten the gun.

His M1 Garand seemed to be a scepter of judgment, each roar precisely reaping any enemy who dared to look up or try to reorganize during the lull in the shelling.

After firing all eight bullets, the magazine popped out with a ding, and he dodged a barrage of bullets as he rolled over.

At the same time, a new magazine was precisely inserted into the other hand, the movement so fluid and fast that it left the American troops on the other side in despair.

After reloading, he raised his hand and fired another shot, silencing a hidden American sniper position.

He was like a ghost on the battlefield, moving through a hail of bullets. Every shot meant death, and he tore a bloody path paved with the corpses of American soldiers for the assault group.

During the sprint, Wu Wanli's eyes were sharp as an eagle's, yet also carried an extraordinary cold focus.

The invisible "sky eye map" in his mind unfolded rapidly.

The map clearly marks every burning point, every dense stream of bullets, and every temporarily dormant but potentially dangerous bunker firing point.

It is like a mental sandbox, clearly marking the gaps torn open by the thunderous artillery fire and the brief "vacuum" in the US military's firepower.

At this moment, the Sky Eye Map clearly pointed out that behind a circular fortification on the right that had been mostly destroyed by artillery fire, a brief gap appeared between a collapsed trench and a bunker!

The firepower there was completely suppressed by artillery fire, and subsequent American troops were rushing to reinforce the area, but a solid resistance had not yet been formed.

This was a vulnerable moment before the formation was reorganized, the weakest link exposed on the entire defensive line due to continuous artillery fire and psychological collapse!

A red dotted line representing the optimal attack path instantly took shape in Wu Wanli's mind map, its endpoint pointing directly to that fatal gap!
"Comrades, this way! Stay close to me!"

Wu Wanli seized the opportunity and roared through the noise of gunfire.

He suddenly turned his body sharply, no longer pursuing the gap ahead that was shorter in a straight line but still had fierce firepower, but instead rushed headlong into the right-side gap shown on the map!

Without hesitation, the soldiers followed closely behind, like a sharp knife stabbing into the "Achilles' heel" of the American defense line.

The collision occurred instantly in front of that narrow gap.

Several American soldiers who rushed to fill the gap were shocked to see this group of death gods who seemed to have been killed out of hell appear before them.

Wu Wanli's bayonet transformed into a cold bolt of lightning, piercing through the chest of the leading soldier with a soft thud.

He then kicked the body aside and slammed the butt of his rifle into the face of the American soldier next to him.

“Ka——————”

In an instant, the sound of skull shattering rang out, making one's teeth ache.

At the same time, the Chinese People's Volunteer Army soldiers behind Wu Wanli surged up like a rolling tide and engaged in fierce fighting with the American troops.

The sounds of clashing bayonets, tearing muscles, dying screams, and roars of fighting spirit, mixed with the smell of gunpowder and blood, constituted a cruel symphony in this land of death.

Wu Wanli was at the center of this whirlpool of storm.

The strength and power of the bayonet in his hand had long surpassed that of an ordinary soldier.

After killing French Lieutenant General Ralph, he gained a melee combat power boost equivalent to that of Lu Bu.

In his hand, the bayonet sometimes transformed into a lightning-fast dagger, piercing the throats or hearts of American soldiers with unparalleled precision, so fast that only a blurry afterimage remained.

At other times, it is like a heavy sweep, with a dull whistling sound, and with a "crack", it can break the enemy's bayonet along with the arm bone.

At times, a brilliant stab would kill an American soldier who was raising his gun to block!
The blade flashed like a bolt of lightning, and wherever it passed, blood mist rose. Not a single elite American soldier could withstand a single blow from him.

Within three zhang (approximately 10 meters) in front of him, it seemed as if a forbidden zone of death had formed.

He single-handedly tore a bloody hole in the tight American defenses, creating a passage for the soldiers who followed.

"Commander is awesome!!!"

"Comrades, keep up with the commander's pace in killing the enemy!"

Upon seeing this, Chenggong shouted from the bottom of his heart.

"Look! This is our commander, the god of close combat!!!"

Upon seeing this, Yu Congrong couldn't help but roar proudly.

Shi Qian and Wu Siyi didn't speak, but a hint of respect flashed in their eyes as they continued to conserve their energy and follow behind Wu Wanli.

Like two shadow guards, they were not very noticeable, but they protected Wu Wanli's flanks tightly.

Seeing Wu Wanli's god-like appearance, the other volunteer soldiers were greatly encouraged and fought even harder.

Using the gap torn open by Wu Wanli as their spearhead, they formed small groups of three, roaring as they ruthlessly slaughtered the remaining enemy troops.

Victory seemed within reach, but the battlefield was ever-changing!

"Commander! Left rear!"

"There's movement to our left rear! It's a large influx of American reinforcements!"

Xu Mumu was the first to notice, and immediately screamed in a distorted voice.

Wu Wanli suddenly turned his head and saw dust flying and steel helmets moving around to the left rear of the position!
A fully-equipped U.S. infantry company, under the cover of heavy machine gun fire, is rapidly advancing towards the exposed left flank and rear of the 7th Steel Regiment!

"Brigade Commander Miller's reserve force has finally arrived!"

"Guys, hang in there!"

"The glory of capturing that Chinese man named Wu Wanli alive and annihilating the entire Chinese Seventh Steel Regiment will be ours!!!"

"Long live the free world!"

Upon seeing this, the U.S. Army major on the position immediately shouted excitedly.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

Seeing this, the morale of the American soldiers on the position, which was on the verge of collapse, was instantly restored, and they all mustered their courage to continue.

At this moment, the Seventh Steel Regiment was instantly caught in a desperate situation, attacked from both sides!
At the same time, dozens of fierce and elite American veterans, under the command of their officers, brandished their bayonets and fearlessly surrounded Wu Wanli!

The US military understood that to secure a decisive victory, they had to first eliminate Wu Wanli, the killing machine who had penetrated deep into the battlefield.

"We're too deep in! Protect command!"

"Commander, be careful!"

"Commander, retreat to your main force positions immediately!!!"

The volunteer soldiers next to him tried to block the bayonets with their bodies, and several of them fell instantly.

The blood of the volunteer army heroes splattered on Wu Wanli's face, burning and stinging.

In the face of desperation, the bloodshot in Wu Wanli's eyes was instantly replaced by a burning fighting spirit as hot as molten lava!
The unparalleled power within him, originating from the system and akin to the rebirth of Lu Bu, was unleashed without reservation at this moment!

"Go away!"

Wu Wanli roared, making the eardrums of the nearby enemies ache!

Instead of retreating, Wu Wanli advanced, his figure transforming into a blurry silhouette!

The bayonet in his hand flashed with a blinding cold light, as if Lu Bu's halberd had been recreated in the modern era!
He raised his bayonet from top to bottom with tremendous force, and actually cleaved the M1 rifle in the hand of an American soldier charging at him, along with the arm that was blocking it!
Undeterred, it cleaved open half of the opponent's shoulder and chest, sending limbs flying!
Before the blade's momentum had even subsided, he had already spun around and swept it horizontally!

The blade flashed, drawing a deadly circle!

The bayonets of several American soldiers on the right were easily deflected, and then the blades precisely swept across their throats, spraying a spray of blood!
"Fuck!!!"

"Don't give him a chance, surround him and kill him!!!"

Upon seeing this, the U.S. Army major behind him immediately roared angrily.

Upon hearing this, the American veterans immediately changed their formation and prepared to surround Wu Wanli.

The US military also launched a preemptive strike, hoping to gain the credit.

"Too slow, you're all too slow!"

Wu Wanli watched the American soldiers' movements as if they were old ladies dancing in slow motion in a public square. Their footwork was unpredictable, and they suddenly took half a step back to avoid the bayonet thrusting from their left.

He then swung his knife backhand, like a scorpion's sting, with unparalleled precision, piercing the attacker's jaw from bottom to top and penetrating straight into his brain!
The movements were executed in one fluid motion, with incredible speed!

This is no longer a battle, it's a massacre like the arrival of a god of death!
His bayonet was swung into a death storm. A hail of bullets?
His unpredictable and swift movements made it difficult to detect his true form!

Bayonets closing in from all sides?

They've become mere decorations sent to their deaths!
With just himself and his sword, he single-handedly slaughtered the elite American troops who were trying to encircle them, leaving corpses strewn across the ground and clearing out a large area!

"Wow, that was amazing! You played so aggressively!!"

"Move towards command!!!"

Upon seeing Wu Wanli's godlike figure, Yu Congrong was greatly encouraged and let out a roar.

Like a mad bull, he stabbed down another American soldier, and together with the volunteer soldiers around him, he suddenly tore a hole in the encirclement and moved closer to Wu Wanli!

Without hesitation, Pinghe picked up his bayonet and followed closely beside Wu Wanli. Using his precise and deadly fighting skills, he engaged in close-quarters assassination with the enemy, protecting Wu Wanli's flank!

"Break through them! Run them over!"

Wu Wanli roared, and his blood-stained bayonet flashed, instantly severing the rifles of two American soldiers who were trying to block the breach by the handle, and then cutting open their throats.

Upon hearing this, the soldiers of the 7th Steel Regiment behind him quickly followed.

The "Peerless melee combat power" granted by the system, combined with the "strength boost" from the Steel Seventh Regiment, transformed this red dagger into a highly efficient killing machine.

The soldiers were in groups of three, their bayonets crisscrossing like a forest.

The core defense line, meticulously constructed by the US military, crumbled like fragile paper under the fierce attack of the 7th Steel Regiment!

After gritting their teeth and finishing off the American troops on the position, the American troops behind them lost their advantage of being able to attack from both sides and were defeated after suffering heavy casualties.

Before long, the remaining enemy forces inside the circular fortifications were quickly wiped out, and the position changed hands.

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On the battlefield filled with the smoke of battle
"Won!!"

"Wanli, we actually won!!!"

"I originally thought you were going to take advantage of the time difference, quickly eliminate the American troops on the position, and then counterattack."

"I never expected that we would actually win this bloody battle despite being attacked from both sides by the US military!"

"Wanli, you're practically a god of death descended to earth!"

"You broke through the defenses before, and now you've even managed to lead your troops to break through an entire encirclement!"

Liu Hanqing looked at Wu Wanli with a face full of surprise and said.

"If I had a choice, I really wish I didn't have to fight a battle where we're surrounded like this. It's too exhausting..."

"But no matter how tired we are, we can't waste time. Pinghe, you take the reconnaissance battalion and stay behind to defend the area!"

"Yu Congrong, you take the artillery battalion and those Soviet sailors with me to Incheon Port to receive the American battleships and aircraft carriers!"

Wu Wanli, leaning on his gun and panting, sweat mixed with blood dripping from his chin, gave a loud order.

"Yes!"

Upon hearing this, Yu Congrong and the others quickly agreed.

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Wu Wanli led Yu Congrong, Pinghe and other elite troops of the 7th Steel Regiment straight to Incheon Port.

Flames raged in the harbor as the USS Enterprise aircraft carrier and the USS Missouri battleship were moored beside the repair dock.

Dozens of U.S. military technicians were making final repairs to the equipment, while only a little over a hundred guards hastily organized a defensive line.

The "Sky Eye Map" instantly locked onto the enemy's weak point, and Wu Wanli immediately led the Seventh Steel Regiment to attack.

The soldiers of the 7th Steel Regiment charged down the mountain like tigers, with each unit providing cover for the attack.

Wu Wanli, wielding a bayonet, was the first to charge into the enemy ranks. With the added power of Lu Bu, blood and flesh flew wherever his blade passed.

Yu Congrong led his demolition team to accurately throw grenades, blowing up the machine gun emplacement on the carrier-based aircraft maintenance platform.

Pinghe directed the snipers to eliminate the sentries on the high ground.

The remaining U.S. troops collapsed rapidly under the iron-fisted assault, with technical soldiers surrendering en masse.

Wu Wanli led the elite of the 7th Steel Regiment, stepping over the corpses of enemy soldiers and the wreckage of warships, breaking through the last line of defense hastily set up by the US military, and pounced into the core area of ​​the port like a tiger.

Suddenly, everything becomes clear!
Two colossal steel structures stand prominently in the calm bay!
The USS Enterprise aircraft carrier resembles a floating steel city, majestically situated at the dock.

Its massive body, over two hundred meters long, undulated slightly in the waves, its huge, flat flight deck resembling a vast airport plaza.

Not far away,

This is a real sea mammoth!

Its hull, exceeding 270 meters, is even more imposing and majestic, with armor belts so thick they seem to mock any firepower that dares to challenge it.

The most striking feature was the three colossal, pillar-like turrets! Each turret boasted three incredibly thick cannon barrels!

That was a terrifying 406mm main gun!
Even the turret base was large enough for several soldiers to stand side by side.

The cannon barrel resembled a dragon's breath tube from mythology, its dark muzzle pointing straight to the sky, as if it could spew out destructive flames at any moment.

The mid-to-rear section of the ship is densely packed with various secondary guns and anti-aircraft gun turrets, forming a dense network of self-defense firepower, like a hedgehog.

The warship's lines are strong and sharp, exuding the pinnacle of violent aesthetics from the era of invincible cannons and giant ships, and radiating a terrifying majesty.

"So awesome!"

"Our Seventh Steel Regiment has accomplished something truly remarkable..."

Looking at what was in front of him, Yu Congrong couldn't help but sigh.

"My dear mother!"

Xu Mumu was stunned for several seconds, then suddenly let out a thunderous roar.

"What...what the hell is this?!"

"Wouldn't a hilltop be destroyed in just two shots?!"

"Compared to our few old cannons, this is really awesome..."

He opened his mouth wide, almost big enough to fit a fist, pointed at the cannon barrel, and said with eyes as big as saucers.

They all gasped in shock.

They looked up at the giant ship as if they were ants looking up at a giant elephant; the dual impact on their vision and spirit was indescribable.

Even the usually composed Pinghe was unusually distracted, subconsciously counting the cannon barrels on the turret.

"1, 2, 3... It's bigger and thicker than I imagined, and there's so much of it."

His voice was low, carrying a heartfelt sigh.

"Those foreign powers used their warships and cannons to blast open our doors and force us to sign one unequal treaty after another, causing us to lose our sovereignty and be humiliated!"

"Now!"

“It’s really not easy…”

Liu Hanqing's voice trembled slightly and choked with emotion as he sighed.

We feel both sorrow for the national humiliation and sorrow for the many heroic soldiers of the Chinese People's Volunteer Army who sacrificed their lives.

Lei Gong's reaction was the most direct and passionate. This old commander of the artillery battalion completely forgot his composed demeanor at this moment.

"My God! That main gun! That caliber!"

"This thing is what you call a cannon!"

"Damn it, this one shot is worth ten rounds of ammunition for my entire battalion!"

"If only I could take it apart and put it in the artillery battalion..."

He rushed to the shore, his eyes glued to the three giant turrets, scanning them greedily from top to bottom, muttering to himself.

“What are you thinking? Even the Thunder God couldn’t move it…” Wu Wanli couldn’t help but laugh when he heard this.

Just then, Soviet Navy Lieutenant Commander Ivanov, who was in charge of receiving and operating the warship and had been waiting on the shore, strode over with his team.

The officer, who had experienced the baptism of warships and heavy artillery, was no less shocked than the volunteer soldiers.

He looked at the two super-giant ships in front of him, which were damaged but whose main bodies were still intact, and felt a surge of excitement.

Looking again at the young commander Wu Wanli, covered in blood and with sharp eyes, on the shore, and the group of warriors around him who were fighting with the ferocity of tigers and wolves, he was even more shocked.

"my Lord!"

Lieutenant Colonel Ivanov slapped his forehead hard, strode up to Wu Wanli, and excitedly shook Wu Wanli's hand.

"Commander! You...you really did it!"

"This is not a simple victory, but a miracle in military history!"

"This is simply rewriting the rules of naval warfare!"

"What amazing courage, meticulous planning, and... extraordinary boldness that requires!"

"You are the most incredible commander I have ever seen!"

Ivanov's blue eyes gleamed with disbelief and deep admiration as he spoke in astonishment.

Faced with such high praise from a professional Soviet naval officer, Wu Wanli's fierce killing intent subtly diminished.

"Comrade Ivanov, you flatter me."

"Victory belongs to all the soldiers who fought valiantly, and to the heroic Soviet comrades who provided crucial intelligence and sabotage support."

"Without you, we can't move these stones."

He gently withdrew his tightly clenched hand, a tired but determined smile appearing on his face. His tone remained as calm and low-key as ever, tinged with humility.

"You are too modest, Comrade Wu Wanli. You are the greatest contributor to this miraculous battle!"

"I will report the detailed battle situation back home, and you will definitely be on the front page of our Soviet newspaper, Pravda, the young military genius from China!"

Looking at Wu Wanli's youthful face, Ivanov couldn't help but sigh.

"It is the sacrifice and will of countless comrades that made this moment possible."

"Miracles belong to heroic warriors who dare to sacrifice, not to me alone."

Upon hearing this, Wu Wanli's gaze swept over the battered giant ship and the positions of the fallen soldiers, and he spoke in a deep voice filled with respect and strength.

Before he finished speaking, his gaze had already flashed like lightning towards the sea area to the east where the faint sound of cannons could be heard.

In an instant, that humility was replaced by decisiveness and resolve.

"Everyone obeys the order!"

"The Soviet naval expert team will immediately board the ship with Lieutenant Commander Ivanov!"

"Quickly inspect critical systems for damage and make every effort to repair the power and command systems!"

"We must ensure that both ships regain their self-propulsion capability as quickly as possible!"

"The firepower battalion, led by Yu Congrong, will serve as the marine escort to ensure the safety of the deck!"

"Prioritize control of the ammunition depot and engine room! Maintain vigilance around the harbor!"

"Lei Gong! Bring along the artillery battalion veterans who can still move!"

"Familiarize yourself with the positions of its anti-aircraft guns and secondary guns. These gun barrels are big enough, aren't they?"

"Go up there and work with the Soviet sailors. Learn how to use them!"

"Their firepower will come in very handy soon!"

"Communications class!"

"Immediately establish communication with our fleet!"

"Notification: Support is on its way!"

His voice suddenly turned cold, and he issued the order clearly and loudly, as if beating a new war drum.

"Yes!"

Upon hearing this, Yu Congrong and the others immediately agreed.

As Liu Hanqing listened to these orders, he gave Wu Wanli a deep look, and a slight smile appeared on his lips.

In fact, the naval battle didn't require the soldiers of the 7th Steel Regiment to go up; it could have been left entirely to the Soviets.

However, Wu Wanli was not blinded by victory, but instead gave the order with caution.

After all, it's hard to say that the Soviet Union wouldn't be tempted by aircraft carriers and battleships, which represent the world's top warships.

"Comrade, you are not just a fierce general, but a seed that will become a general or marshal in the future."

Ivanov listened to the orderly series of orders and sighed with admiration.

"Comrade Ivanov, the bridge of the 'Missouri' is now yours!"

"I'll go with you!"

"Crush those Americans who are still causing trouble!"

Wu Wanli took a deep breath of the air, which was filled with the smell of gunpowder and the salty smell of the sea, and looked at the sea where the cannons were roaring.

As soon as he finished speaking, Wu Wanli turned around first.

His upright figure appeared exceptionally small against the backdrop of the massive, unparalleled ship's silhouette, yet he stood like a pillar of strength.

Pinghe calmly directed the soldiers to clear the boarding passage.

Lieutenant Colonel Ivanov watched as Wu Wanli resolutely boarded the ship, his admiration deepening, and he had no more doubts.

He shouted commands in Russian, directing his Soviet naval and carrier-based pilots to board the two warships.

"I give the order!"

"Attack!!!"

Standing on the bridge, 19-year-old Wu Wanli gave a loud order.

The salty sea breeze ruffled his military overcoat, making it resemble the cloak of a young hero.

The massive iron anchor emitted a dull, rattling sound from deep within the warship, like the low growl of an ancient sea monster.

The two steel behemoths, now revitalized in the hands of their new Eastern masters, set sail for the next bustling battlefield.

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Smoke from gunpowder blotted out the sun above the azure ocean.

The remaining MiG fighters of the Sino-Soviet joint air force were like wounded lone eagles, struggling to navigate through the deadly web of fire woven by the US military.

The cockpit alarm of the Wanli-1 fighter jet sounded a mournful wail, and the glaring red light on the instrument panel indicated that the fuel was running out and the cannon ammunition was about to run out.

"Comrade Peter, the situation of all the fighter jets in our Chinese formation is not good..."

Wang Wei sighed and said.

"Our fuel is almost gone, and if we keep fighting, we won't even be able to guarantee our return to base..."

"Damn it, we're almost out of ammo..."

"If the command doesn't arrive soon, we're really going to lose!"

Peter's screams, mixed with the distorted noise of metal, came from the communications radio.

"Comrades, hold on!"

"Reinforcements are on their way!"

Wang Wei gripped the control lever tightly, his vision blurred by sweat and blood.

Below, on the churning sea, the massive US fleet array resembled a moving archipelago of steel, with the orange-red chains of anti-aircraft fire tearing through the last twilight.

His voice, transmitted through the radio waves, carried a desperate resolve, yet could not conceal the despair of being on the verge of collapse.

Another Chinese fighter jet was torn apart in a blinding flash, turning into a fiery meteor falling into the abyss.

In contrast, the US Navy fleet, though suffering some losses, still retains its combat capability.

The US escort carriers are arranged in a diamond shape, with carrier-based aircraft taking off and landing in rotation, continuously providing an air shield for the fleet like a swarm of bees.

The cruiser's main guns roared continuously, spraying destruction at the sparse afterimages of MiG fighters in the distance.

The destroyer squadron patrolled at high speed on the perimeter, with 127mm dual-purpose guns forming a close-range artillery barrage.

If the fighting continues at this pace, China will inevitably be defeated.

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On the spacious bridge of the US Navy flagship
"General! The aerial threat has been largely eliminated!"

"Radar indicates that only 30% of the original enemy aircraft remain, and most of them are heavily damaged!"

"We are about to win a glorious air annihilation battle!"

"The first large-scale naval battle will end in our victory!"

The operations staff officer reported loudly, his voice brimming with excitement.

"Continue reloading high-explosive shells, execute the cleanup procedure, and completely eliminate these red flies!"

Lieutenant General Jack's lips curled into a cold smile as he gracefully turned and gave the order.

In an instant, his command was drowned out by a soul-rending scream from the watchtower.

"God! To the west! A tsunami!"

The U.S. military observer looked at the distant sea and roared in shock.

On the horizon, the once tranquil sea-sky horizon is suddenly replaced by two ever-rising steel cliffs, which cut through the waves at an alarming speed!

On its wide flight deck, the engines of carrier-based aircraft roared, and the deflectors of the steam catapults were raised high, ready to go!

Even more breathtaking is the ultimate behemoth that slowly emerges on the side of the aircraft carrier!
The three 406mm 50-caliber MK7 triple turrets were rotating at a heart-stoppingly slow pace, pointing their thick, pillar-like gun muzzles toward the center of the American ship's formation!

On the deck, sailors scurried about like ants, as massive, brass-colored cannonballs were hoisted by robotic arms and filled into the deep chambers of the cannons, the air thick with a chilling atmosphere.

Wu Wanli stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the American fleet in the distance with boundless pride.

The "Sky Eye Map" in his mind was zooming out from an overhead perspective until it could take in all the warships in the entire sea area!

"Thunder God! Target locked on US cruiser, high-explosive shells in!"

"Bombard the leading edge of the flight path fiercely, break its spine!"

After a brief analysis, Wu Wanli calmly gave the order.

In his previous life, as a top military enthusiast and veteran player of war games, he was prepared to crush the US military by leveraging the information advantage across the entire map and his superior combat power.

"Yes!"

Upon hearing this, the volunteer army communications officer immediately agreed and ran towards the communications channel radio station.

In an instant, the sky and the earth turned pale!

The three giant pipes were the first to spew out fire and light like collapsing mountains!
Immediately following, the twin B turrets at the stern also exploded with a deafening roar!
“BOOM Boom Boom Boom!!!”

The deafening roar of the cannons was far beyond description; it was the sound of a planet shattering!

The shockwaves generated by the salvo of the giant cannons instantly flattened the waves within hundreds of meters, carving deep depressions into the sea surface!
Four blinding white fireballs tore through the sky, leaving visible crimson trails from the friction of the air as they hurtled out!
Just a dozen seconds later,

Two armor-piercing shells with delayed fuses, like giant, red-hot drills, precisely pierced through its thin horizontal deck.

An explosion that penetrated deep into the front engine compartment blew the sophisticated steam turbine into twisted scrap metal!

The other missile penetrated the outer perimeter of the lower ammunition magazine. Although it did not directly detonate the ammunition, the enormous kinetic energy and the fire caused by the explosion instantly paralyzed the stern and triggered a devastating chain reaction.

Thick smoke and flames shot into the sky, as if the 10,000-ton cruiser had been kicked hard in the back of the leg by a giant.

The entire ship emitted a tooth-grinding metallic groan, its speed plummeted, and it lost power!

Flames, like runaway lava, spewed from the breach in the deck, and the ship began to list uncontrollably to the left.

At the same time, the Enterprise's catapult exploded with a deafening roar!
On the deck, a large number of carrier-based aircraft roared into the sky like arrows released from a bow, propelled by high-pressure steam!

The fighter jets formed dense attack waves, like a huge dark cloud, rapidly passing over the US fleet, which was in shock and chaos due to the bombardment from the giant ships.

suppress!

The first batch of fighter jets used large-caliber cannons to dive and straf the outer anti-aircraft gun positions and anti-aircraft turrets of US destroyers and escort carriers with surgical precision.

The American sailors, caught off guard, were instantly torn apart by the metal storm, and the dense anti-aircraft fire network was forcibly ripped open with huge gaps.

Hunt!

After clearing the air defense obstacles, subsequent waves headed straight for the US escort carrier USS St. Lo!
Multiple fighter jets carrying torpedoes flew past at a suffocating altitude, almost skimming the masthead of the "Saint-Lo"!

Several thick, long aerial torpedoes were dropped from the air, plunging into the unprotected port side of the "Saint-Lo" like the harpoon of death!
Not long after, a series of muffled and terrifying explosions rang out underwater.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Five enormous jets of water, mixed with fragments of the ship's hull, shot out!

Seawater rushed into the fatal breach, and the "Saint-Lo" ship rocked violently instantly, its port tilt increasing rapidly to 15 degrees at a visible speed!
The deck tilted, the parked plane slid and crashed into the sea, and sailors screamed and rolled on the slippery deck.

Just as the USS St. Lo was on the verge of capsizing, another salvo from the USS Missouri descended like a precision-guided hammer of judgment.

Three high-explosive shells, loaded with high-explosive powder, followed the trajectory corrections provided by Wu Wanli through the "Sky Eye Map" and accurately struck the tilted island and aft deck of the "Saint-Lo"!
"BOOM—!!! Rumble!!!"

In an instant, a series of earth-shattering explosions rang out!
The high-explosive bomb released terrifying energy enough to completely shatter the structure of an aircraft carrier!
The flames, like an erupting volcano, instantly engulfed the superstructure of the island!
Even more fatally, one of the shells penetrated the deck and went directly into the hangar and ammunition magazine in the lower deck of the "Saint-Lo"!
There were tens of tons of aerial bombs, torpedoes, and cannon ammunition piled up there!

As if a chain reaction had been ignited, an indescribable, enormous fireball that eclipsed the sun and moon suddenly expanded and rose!

Immediately following was a devastating energy shockwave and a tsunami-like explosion!

The visible white shockwave was like the fist of a giant god, shoving and tearing apart the two nearby destroyers like toys!
They instantly burst into towering flames, torn into countless steel fragments and burning debris by the shockwave!

The epicenter of the explosion, the "Saint-Lo," was completely engulfed in a mushroom-shaped column of flames and thick smoke!

Fragments, debris, and charred human tissue were thrown high into the air!

The intense shockwave even swept across the sea, shattering the portholes of the USS Oriskany and slamming Vice Admiral Jack against the cracked tempered glass!
Amidst this hellish scene, a battered and nearly fuel-depleted Wanli-1 fighter jet, like a blood-soaked phoenix, stubbornly pierced through the flames and smoke, whizzing past the towering mainmast of the USS Missouri!

Inside the cockpit of the Wanli-1 fighter jet

Despite his blood-stained face and blurred vision, Wang Wei clearly saw the red flag fluttering wildly at the top of the mainmast!

That vibrant red ignited the last spark of passion in his chest!

"For the motherland!!!"

Wang Wei let out a final roar and shoved the already oil-depleted putter all the way to the end!
The wrecked MiG fighter jet emitted a piercing scream beyond its limits as it swooped down, trailing black smoke.

Soon, he flew low over the ship with a near-death experience and dropped a precise bomb that smashed through the bridge porthole below, causing a violent internal explosion!

"boom--!!!"

In an instant, flames and thick smoke engulfed the command tower!
Lieutenant General Jack and his arrogant staff were instantly buried by the explosion and flying steel fragments!
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As the last rays of the setting sun sank into the sea, which was dyed crimson and boiling with fire, this massive naval battle finally came to an end.

The once invincible U.S. mixed fleet, along with their arrogance and dreams of aggression, sank into the cold abyss of the ocean.

All US warships involved in the battle were destroyed!

The sea surface was covered with thick oil slicks, burning wreckage, twisted aircraft frames, and countless pieces of debris.

The pungent smell of burning, gasoline, and the salty tang of seawater permeated the entire space.

The three massive turrets of the USS Missouri slowly came to a stop rotating, and white steam carrying a strong smell of gunpowder rose from the dark red gun barrels, which became extremely hot from continuous firing.

On the Enterprise's spacious deck, signal lights flashed regularly, like stars falling onto the sea, guiding batches of returning warplanes to land safely.

On the high deck of the USS Missouri

"Comrade Wu Wanli, you have created a miracle!"

With the purest awe a soldier can feel for overwhelming power shining in Ivanov's eyes, he spoke excitedly.

Liu Hanqing, standing to the side, took a deep breath, his face already brimming with tears.

He gazed at Wu Wanli's back, standing tall and straight like a flagpole at the bow of the ship, and his heart was filled with overwhelming emotion.

The other key officers and generals of the Seventh Steel Regiment were equally excited and gathered around.

Their eyes met, needing no words, only boiling passion and unconditional respect for Wu Wanli.

The wave of excitement subsided, and someone fell silent. Their gazes, without prior agreement, drifted across the churning Yellow Sea toward the distant coastline of their motherland.

The ship fell silent instantly, with only the sea breeze whistling in your ears.

"Look over there... just ahead is our motherland..."

Liu Hanqing spoke in a low, affectionate voice.

A simple sentence stirred up deep-seated longing and endless sadness in everyone's hearts.

They longed not only for their homeland and the faces of their loved ones, but also for their comrades who had fallen on the road ahead.

These heroic souls who paved the way to victory with their lives will never be able to see this brand-new red flag flying over the steel behemoth that once belonged to the enemy.

Wu Wanli stood silently, his deep gaze fixed on the endless horizon where the sea met the sky in the west.

Behind them lies the nascent Chinese Navy, which has already achieved brilliant victories; beneath their feet are the fruits of victory, soaked in the blood of their comrades.

Joy, pride, sadness, responsibility... a myriad of emotions surged and churned within him.

"What if our navy brought news of this victory?"

"The Chinese people must be absolutely thrilled, right?"

"Not only that, but I estimate that countries around the world will be shocked and re-examine China, right?"

Wu Wanli said with a slight smile on his lips.

(End of this chapter)