Love in the Courtyard: Starting with Engineers

The main guns of the M country's destroyer fired first, and orange-red projectiles pierced the sky, crashing down on the outer escort ships of our carrier strike group with a sharp whistle.

"Boom—" Flames shot into the sky, and a large hole was instantly blown open on the deck of the frigate. Thick smoke and debris shot into the sky, and the alarm sounded so shrill that it seemed to tear the eardrums apart.

"Level 1 combat readiness! Drone formations launch! Fighter jets scramble to intercept!"

Inside the aircraft carrier's command center, the captain roared hoarsely, his hands gripping the edge of the control panel so tightly that his knuckles turned white from the force.

In an instant, more than a hundred tactical drones developed by Longxing Factory took off from the aircraft carrier deck.

They swarmed towards the M country's carrier-based aircraft formation like a swarm of bees.

These silver-gray "aerial blades," equipped with small electromagnetic interference missiles, release dense interference waves the moment they fly over enemy aircraft.

The radar screens of the M country's carrier-based aircraft instantly turned into static, the fighter jets swayed wildly in the air as if out of control, and the pilots' screams came through the radio, piercing and desperate.

Inside the command center, the staff officer slammed his fist on the screen: "Now! Fighter formation, use the advantage of the new engines to get on their heels!"

Dozens of fighter jets, equipped with nickel-based alloy turbine engines from Longxing Factory, shot into the clouds like arrows.

Compared to the carrier-based aircraft of the United States, the maneuverability of our fighter jets is overwhelming—in turns with extreme overload, the fuselage remains steady and the engine roars with a calm and powerful sound, while the wings of the United States fighter jets have begun to vibrate.

One after another, air-to-air missiles roared out, accurately hitting the out-of-control enemy aircraft, and bursting into fireballs in the air like falling stars.

But the counterattack from the United States was far more ferocious than anyone could have imagined.

The three destroyers deployed in a triangular formation, their secondary guns firing at full power, unleashing a dense hail of bullets that formed a deadly net, raining down on our drone swarm.

Many drones were hit, exploding into fragments in mid-air, with wreckage raining down into the sea. Even more dangerous was the unusual activity coming from underwater—a soldier shouted, "Report! Multiple torpedoes detected! Launched by a Japanese submarine!"

"Activate shipborne close-in weapon system! Prepare anti-submarine missiles!"

The close-in weapon systems on the side of the aircraft carrier roared suddenly, spewing out several tongues of fire to form an impenetrable barrage.

The torpedo was precisely detonated 100 meters from the aircraft carrier, creating towering waves and violently rocking the ship. The soldiers inside the cabins swayed from side to side, but they clung tightly to their weapons.

At the same time, the anti-submarine missile plunged into the sea with a trail of flame. Moments later, a huge splash erupted on the surface of the sea, and the wreckage of the R country submarine slowly rose to the surface.

Beneath the sea's surface, danger lurks everywhere. Above the sea, artillery fire rages.

The elite carrier-based aircraft formation of Country M broke through the interception of our fighter jets and headed straight for our aircraft carrier.

The heavy anti-ship missiles they carry, like the scythe of death, are aimed at the island superstructure of the aircraft carrier.

"Anti-aircraft missiles! Intercept!" The captain's roar almost cleaved the air.

Our shipborne anti-aircraft guns and anti-aircraft missiles fired simultaneously.

The anti-aircraft missiles developed with the participation of Longxing Factory have terrifying accuracy. When three missiles were launched simultaneously, they hit an anti-ship missile at the same time, exploding in the air and creating a dazzling ball of light.

However, one missile still slipped through the net—an anti-ship missile broke through the interception and slammed into the port side of the aircraft carrier.

"Boom—"

A jagged gash was torn open in the deck, and flames spread along it, while the ammunition depot alarm blared shrilly.

"Quick! Plug the leak! Put out the fire!" Several soldiers rushed up with water sprayers, but the flames instantly engulfed their figures, leaving only a few muffled shouts.

The battle has become a fierce and protracted stalemate.

Our fleet's firepower is beginning to wane—more than half of the frigates have been damaged, the aircraft carrier has lost power on its port side, and the fighter squadron is about to run out of ammunition.

Although the M country fleet suffered losses, it still maintained firepower suppression, while the remaining R country ships launched a fierce counterattack, attempting to break through our defenses.

Inside the command center, the atmosphere was oppressively tense. The captain, his eyes red and swollen, stared at the rapidly changing casualty figures on the screen and roared, "Requesting land-based missile support! Requesting air reinforcements!"

"Roger! Land-based long-range anti-ship missile formation, target locked!"

"Air reinforcements, arriving on the battlefield in ten minutes!"

The voice coming from the radio was like a ray of dawn.

Ten minutes felt like an eternity.

The carrier-based aircraft of the United States launched another attack, and shells rained down on our aircraft carrier.

The soldiers on deck formed a defensive line with their own flesh and blood. The young pilot, with only one missile left, charged towards the enemy formation.

"boom--"

Just then, dozens of meteor-like trails of flame appeared on the horizon.

It's a land-based long-range anti-ship missile!

These missiles, with materials provided by the Longxing Factory, were as fast as lightning, accurately evading the air defenses of the United States and heading straight for the three US destroyers.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!" Three loud explosions rang out as the hull of the M-country destroyer was directly pierced through, flames shot into the sky, thick smoke billowed, and the massive ship slowly sank.

Almost simultaneously, our air reinforcement formation arrived, and the new fighter jets pounced on the remaining enemy aircraft like tigers descending a mountain.

On the aircraft carrier deck, the reserve force of the drone formation also joined the battle.

The tide of battle turned in an instant!

The US fleet was completely thrown into panic, with destroyers sinking one after another and carrier-based aircraft being lost in the process.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the R country's ships turned around and tried to escape, but they were caught up by our anti-submarine torpedoes and blown to pieces.

"Retreat! Retreat immediately!" The roar of the M country fleet commander came through the radio, sounding desperate and distraught.

The gunfire gradually subsided.

On the sea surface, there floated the wreckage of warships, fragments of fighter jets, and waves stained with blood.

Thick smoke was still billowing from the port side of our aircraft carrier, and the deck was riddled with bullet holes. The frigate was listing and its gun barrels were drooping, like an exhausted soldier.

As the sun slowly sank below the horizon, it dyed the sea a poignant crimson.

The surviving soldiers stood on the ravaged deck, silently saluting.

Medical staff hurried past carrying a stretcher, which was covered with a bright red national flag.

The fire hoses were still spraying water to extinguish the last embers of the fire, and seawater mixed with blood meandered across the deck.

The commander-in-chief stood in front of the screen in the rear command center, watching the wrecked ship on the screen, tears silently streaming down his face.

Thinking of those young faces that will never return, their smiles are still frozen in the group photo before their departure.

When the news reached Beijing, the workers at Longxing Factory hugged each other and wept.

The setting sun was like blood, and the blue sea was silent.

Those loyal souls who sank to the bottom of the sea have become the strongest barrier in this sea area.

The joy of victory is always accompanied by the weight of sacrifice.