Genius is just the threshold for me!

Crack! Crack—

A cumulonimbus cloud, tens of kilometers away, soaring to an altitude of 10,000 meters, was suddenly flashed with streaks of lightning.

On the other side of the cumulonimbus clouds, sparks bloomed continuously, turning into countless fragments that scattered across the sky.

Pilot Jones pushed the throttle lever, avoiding a small patch of cumulonimbus clouds ahead, and fled the area.

"Four squadrons, 17 aircraft... 17 fighter jets collided, 15 people ejected successfully... Number 4 was the first to collide, and he didn't choose to eject!"

A few minutes later, after evacuating from the area affected by the debris, the voice of pilot Garcia, number 3, was heard on the squad's communication channel, his voice slightly choked with emotion.

Because the faster the speed, the less maneuverable they become. In order to maintain maneuverability, all their fighter jets intercept in advance, and the speed does not exceed Mach 0.75. At this speed, the success rate of ejection is guaranteed to be at least 90%.

Although there was a vast ocean below and it was raining, a successful ejection did not guarantee a complete escape, but ejection still greatly increased the chances of survival rather than perishing with the fighter jet.

"Fuck you!"

Since the start of the battle, apart from issuing combat orders, even Ryan, the usually calm lead pilot of No. 1, couldn't help but curse.

"The command wants us to die. We've run out of missiles, so they want us to fly our fighter jets in and ram us, but they don't dare give the order directly, so they keep trying to incite and encourage us..."

Pilot Number 2, Jones, spoke with a trembling voice filled with anger: "They're on the carrier, terrified that these big bombers will break through and drop missiles over their heads!"

"Number 2, this is combat time, don't say these things!" Lead pilot Ryan immediately warned and reminded him seriously.

"I'll apply for retirement when I get back..." Pilot No. 2 responded silently.

[Beep! Enemy aircraft detected! Enemy aircraft detected! Speed ​​1.5m! Speed ​​1.5m!]

At this moment, a group of fighter jet signals suddenly appeared on the H screen. According to the early warning aircraft, they were all J-11B fighter jets.

These fighter jets seemed to know that they had run out of missiles, and without even glancing at them, they cruised over at high altitude and supersonic speed, arriving near the formation of three bombers in less than a few minutes.

[Beep! Enemy missile launched! Enemy missile launched!]

The J-11 fighter jets in the bomber formation launched missiles again.

These missiles sank immediately upon appearance, skimming the sea as they hurtled towards the cruisers and destroyers surrounding the carrier strike group.

The next moment, the J-11 fighter jet, having fired all its missiles, pulled up and quickly took off to return to base. Immediately afterwards, the fighter jets that had just arrived quickly covered the area and rejoined the formation.

"A flawless switch."

Upon witnessing this scene, Ryan, the lead pilot of Plane 1, seemed to be alluding to something, saying, "Our calmness also surprised us."

As an elite pilot, he had memorized the parameters of all the world's fighter jets, as well as air-launched missiles.

The latest stealth fighter jet here, the J-20, can carry four medium-range beyond-visual-range missiles and two short-range air-to-air missiles in stealth mode.

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We just shot down 24 of their Hornet fighter jets. We used up all our beyond-visual-range missiles, leaving us with only 2 short-range missiles.

Each J-11B fighter jet can now launch four anti-ship missiles, and if fully loaded for combat, it will carry two more short-range missiles.

Unfortunately, there were only 17.

Now that the other side has completed the replacement of its fighter jets, with eighteen J-11 fighter jets, no one knows whether they are carrying anti-ship missiles or air-to-air missiles.

If they are all air-to-air missiles, then the number could reach 108. Add to that the uncertain J-20 stealth fighters and the escorting unmanned combat aircraft, and all the fighters from both carrier wings would be doomed if they rushed in.

Di-

At that moment, the screen flickered.

Three bomber squadrons, now with a new escort fighter, broke free from their circling position, turned around, and headed unabashedly toward their aircraft carrier.

"Air defense interception and defense! All units proceed with air defense interception!"

The command from the wing headquarters sounded again over the radio, but it wasn't from the original carrier air wing commander; it was from the overall captain of the entire carrier strike group…

"receive."

The lead plane, Ryan, paused briefly before responding decisively. He then led Jones and Garcia to turn around and catch up with the three bomber formations. They began various maneuvers to intercept them within visual range, but did not approach within 6 kilometers of each other.

The other squadrons and other pilots, seeing this, realized what was happening and one Hornet and Lightning fighter after another chased after them, constantly flipping and dancing.

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An observation vessel marking the edge of the exercise area.

As Ivan, the observer from Russia, looked at the radar screen, his expression suddenly turned very strange. He saw the fighter jets dancing and singing around the three formations.

"These two carrier strike groups won't be combat-ready for six months or even a year after they return today. All the pilots will need psychological readjustment..."

As Ivan spoke, he picked up his binoculars and looked at the thick clouds outside the cabin, muttering under his breath, "God, rainy days like this are really annoying; we can't even watch the most exciting live broadcasts..."

Done.

He turned to the ship's technicians and analysts: "Have you confirmed that our neighbor's secret aircraft, braving so many missiles, forcefully penetrated the core area of ​​two carrier strike groups?"

More than a month ago, intelligence agencies from various countries had already made a rough prediction about today's confrontation.

Especially after the side effects of AVM were exposed, the approval rating of the pro-democracy Iron Lady plummeted, giving countries a sense of certainty.

This is also why these observation ships appeared in the southern waters, because they had been waiting there for more than half a month.

The re-emergence of confrontation between the world's two major powers after more than sixty years is an event that deserves serious attention from every country.

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"It's confirmed!"

An analyst pulled up footage of the Ghost ship taking off from Hainan, along with the dense laser emission signals they had just captured using a photoelectric instrument, and quickly said.

"It can now be confirmed that Chengdu Aircraft Industry Group's latest large bomber is equipped with a highly efficient laser interception platform, which has intercepted all the missiles."

The collision between the Hornet and the Lightning fighter was all shot down by the escort fighters...

"Hiss—a laser interceptor platform for a large bomber? Are they really that powerful at Chengdu Aircraft Industry Group?"

Ivan's eyes widened suddenly, and the next moment his expression turned serious. "Prepare a report and request an in-depth investigation or inquiry. We need to know the specific details about this bomber."

"Sir, we..." The analyst's expression changed.

"Having a powerful neighbor isn't a good thing either, but of course, we're just being cautious..."

After Ivan finished speaking, he chuckled and looked at the other observation ships on the sea, from Little Life, Filipino Dog, and various regions of Europe: "Them, that's what you call having trouble sleeping."

And I'm also filled with regret for why I was so impulsive these past two days, stabbing our neighbor in the back...

This novel was first published on [website name].

"Report!"

At this moment, a technician stood up, his expression one of shock, and said, "The three bomber formations have successfully broken through the middle layer of the carrier strike group's air defense network and entered the inner 40-kilometer range used to calculate the carrier's position. The formations are decelerating and exiting supersonic speeds, preparing to drop bombs!"

The formation is slowing down, preparing to drop bombs!

Upon hearing this, Ivan immediately jumped up, his eyes wide, and rushed towards the radar interface, staring intently at the signals and data displayed on it.

Laboratory No. 78.

Lin Dong listened to the reports from the three Ghost Ship formations, then looked at the now clear southern sea area and the positions of the two aircraft carrier signals that were visible on it.

Finally, after testing the carrier's air defense system several times with anti-ship missiles, including the performance of the firepower network during the penetration, I suddenly remembered something and turned on the voice-changing microphone.

"Decelerate to Mach 0.75, the three formations are deployed at 7°35'N...115°30'E...I am now sending you a guidance attack model. The anti-ship drone has been deployed. It will stay for five seconds to guide before returning to base."

[Ghost No. 1/2/3 received]

Upon hearing the response from his earpiece, Lin Dong turned off the microphone, pulled over the keyboard, opened a previously prepared anti-ship drone attack model, and quickly rewrote some data before inputting a series of coordinate parameters.

"Xiao Dong, what kind of guided attack model are you going to release...?"

Seeing that Lin Dong suddenly seemed interested, Wang Xingguo quickly said, "You don't really want to sink the aircraft carrier, do you?"

Unless a nuclear warhead is used, or five or more heavy torpedoes hit the keel underwater in succession, this thing simply cannot be sunk.

The US conducted experiments a long time ago to demonstrate how resilient modern aircraft carriers are.

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A decommissioned aircraft carrier, stationary, unprotected, and without personnel for damage control, was subjected to relentless bombardment by the navy from the sea and air for 25 days before finally sinking.

With its internal anti-torpedo compartments and over 2000 watertight compartments, this thing is simply not something that can be sunk in a short time by conventional weapons.

The only normal thing to do is to drill some holes in the deck to temporarily disable the aircraft carrier's ability to take off and land.

"Godfather, sinking an aircraft carrier would come at too high a price, and these two are nuclear-powered. Even if we could sink them, we couldn't do it in our southern waters..."

Lin Dong responded with a smile, "I just prepared a small gift for them."

As they spoke...

The three ghost ships on the screen arrived at their designated positions, and Lin Dong typed the last line of code.

With the high-throughput satellite communication link, this guidance and control model, which is no more than 2 meters in size, was uploaded and sent to the Ghost's airdrop guidance system in less than 1 second.

"Deploy now, watch for enemy reactions!" Lin Dong glanced at the latitude and longitude coordinates, then turned on his voice-changing microphone and gave the order.

[Ghost No. 1/2/3 received]

On the large screen, the signals of the three ghost ships began to flash.

The next moment, a formation of 700 anti-ship drones and three formations of 2100 anti-ship drones were deployed.

Beep! Beep—

The guidance control model is activated.

All anti-ship drones glided rapidly at an altitude of 15000 meters to adjust their position, and then started their solid-fuel engines to begin an accelerated dive.

"Hmm, the guidance and control are very precise..."

Lin Dong watched the anti-ship drone's signal points change as it dove down, then turned off his microphone and put down his headphones, a mischievous glint in his eyes.

[Beep—Air raid! Air raid!]

The internal security zones of the USS Ronald Reagan and USS Stein aircraft carriers.

A group of high-ranking personnel took refuge here a few minutes in advance. Looking at the scanning signals displayed on the air defense radar screen, and then at the dimensions and estimated weight of less than 30 kilograms, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

As long as it's not a heavy bomb.

These tiny bombs can only blow up the already empty deck; they won't reach the safe zone inside...

"The other party doesn't want to completely break off relations yet..."

A senior staff analyst paused for a moment before analyzing, "Our fighter jets bravely intercepted and blocked them all the way, and they dared not launch missiles to destroy them."

Those around couldn't help but twitch at the corners of their mouths when they heard this analysis.

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Is that what you call heroic obstruction?

Are you sure it wasn't a series of aerial displays and singing and dancing to welcome the other side?

But the next moment, thinking about how the battle had turned out, and looking at the captain's ugly face, everyone still agreed to use the "Winning Strategy".

"Indeed, indeed, although we lost this battle today, our pilots were still very brave and courageous. They demonstrated our freedom and honor, as well as our tenacious fighting spirit. We also persisted in fighting to the very last moment..."

But before everyone could finish speaking...

At this moment, the 2100 airdrop signal points locked by the radar scan kept gliding and changing positions at an altitude of more than 10,000 meters, eventually forming a word pattern in front of everyone.

——tah (garbage)

Gah!

Upon seeing this word icon, all the senior personnel who had just been practicing the "Winning Learning Technique" froze instantly. They all gaped, exchanged glances, and their faces were as ugly as could be.

Di-

The word pattern remains in motion for about two seconds, then all the signal points disperse and begin to accelerate and dive.

Within seconds, the entire signal accelerated to Mach 3.8, hurtling down at an altitude of 10,000 meters towards the two aircraft carriers below, as well as the surrounding escort warships.

Surrounding them were escort ships, including aircraft carriers, launching countless interceptor missiles incessantly, while close-in weapon systems roared, calculating lead times and conducting various cross-interceptions.

Beep! Beep—

But within seconds, all 2100 signals reached an altitude of 9,000 meters and began to maneuver left and right in a serpentine pattern, simultaneously drawing spiral circles and performing rolling maneuvers...

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