Chapter 2883 The Battle Begins!

Colonel George was sitting in the captain's seat on the bridge of his USS Eisenhower. He looked at the sky that was starting to cool in the distance, which meant that the sun was about to rise.

"Report, all carrier-based aircraft have been prepared, missiles have been loaded and can take off at any time." The adjutant next to him reported.

Colonel George glanced at his watch. There were still fifteen minutes left before the appointed time.

In the years that followed, Colonel George always considered these fifteen minutes to be the longest.

Because the intense and thrilling counterattack plan will begin in fifteen minutes.

A few decades later, when he stood on the podium of the university and told this period of history, he was sincerely proud.

You can become one of the executors of this plan and witness the magnificent scene of this plan.

He wrote in his later autobiography: "When I saw the counterattack plan written by Mr. Beiming, I was shocked.

This is such a terrifying counterattack plan, many of which involve great risks. Even the United States in its strongest period has never made such a risky plan.

However, this seemingly risky plan is feasible, but there are several key issues that require strong force to solve!

And these, Mr. Beiming said with great confidence, will be executed by them.

To be honest, when I first saw this plan, I thought that it was not a plan made by an idiot, but a plan made by a madman. Please don't misunderstand me and I don't mean to slander it.

Later results told us that this was a madman! A madman from China.

After that, I learned that 80% of this counterattack plan was formulated by Mr. Beiming, and I learned about his history.

He has not attended military school and has no experience in commanding a modern army in combat.

But he is the lord of a city, guarding a corner that we humans cannot see. This is a once unknown hero.

And on this day, his name will be eulogized in the history of the earth! "

These are all things for later, now let’s look at the things in front of us.

On the USS Carl Vinson surrounding the USS Eisenhower, carrier-based aircraft have already begun to take off.

"It seems that our decoys have started to take off. I don't know what the result will be." Colonel George looked at the dozens of F35 fighter jets taking off.

On the bridge of the USS Carl Vinson, Colonel Beet held the intercom seriously and said: "Captain Black Cat, please repeat the mission you are about to perform this time."

"This is the captain of the Black Cat Squadron. Our mission is to go to the 1467 airspace as a bait to bomb the enemy camp.

After the enemy air target appears, quickly evacuate the battlefield. Report completed. "

Colonel Bit clenched his fists: "I wish you all the best."

Yes, this is the first step of their plan, releasing the bait.

And these baits are for finding some very powerful guys.

The Black Cat Squadron quickly arrived at the edge of the predetermined airspace. Below was the second line of defense, which had completely fallen into the territory of the devil. The hellhounds could be seen huddled together to rest.

These hellhounds are not tired like those undead warriors. They also need to rest and eat.

They can reproduce while eating.

Under normal circumstances, a hellhound will need at least half a day's rest after two to three days of fighting.

This is a limit state, and under normal circumstances this time will be greatly shortened.

When hearing the sound above their heads, some hellhounds would raise their heads and make hysterical sounds.

According to researchers' observations, these demon soldiers can communicate their findings to their leaders through shouts, and the leaders will respond.

It's like the barking of these hellhounds means: There is an enemy above your head, there is an enemy above your head!

The leader will then pass the news on, allowing the commander to respond appropriately.

The squadron leader of the Black Cat Squadron was a black man. He looked at the densely packed hellhounds below and swallowed: "Although this is not the first time I have seen these guys, my scalp still feels numb every time I see them."

"Hahaha, this is similar to the interstellar I like to play. It's just that they are Zerg." The deputy captain's teasing words came from the intercom.

"Speaking of which, originally we could launch attacks on these bastards on the ground freely in the air, but since those damn guys appeared, it has been difficult for us to gain an advantage in the air.

Those ghosts fly very fast, and their defense is amazing. Sometimes a missile may not be able to kill them.

Another flight squadron was attacked while performing a mission before. It is said that the entire squadron was wiped out, and less than ten of those ghosts were eliminated. "The black squadron leader said angrily.

"I hope those Chinese people's plan can succeed. I really want to see those ghosts being tortured and killed." The deputy also said with empathy.

The existence of those ghosts deeply threatens pilots like them.

"Okay, it's time for us to carry out our mission. Drop bombs on this area and let those smelly dogs have a good taste of the dog food we sent them!" the black squadron leader gave the order.

One after another, the F35 fighter jets began to fly at low altitude, then opened the belly deck, and fired missiles one by one.

They were all thrown down, and then gorgeous flowers bloomed on the ground.

Boom boom boom

Almost one fireball appeared after another, and you could see that the hellhounds were blown to pieces.

In this situation where the missiles were washing the ground, only the few hellhounds could survive.

"It's so cool, let these ghosts go to see God!" The deputy captain shouted happily.

At this moment, a rapidly approaching red dot appeared on the radar of the black squadron leader's fighter, followed by a dozen rapidly approaching red dots.

"Alarm, alarm. There is an unidentified flying object approaching!" The mechanical reminder sounded.

They knew what this sound meant.

The black squadron leader immediately shouted: "Quick, quick! Evacuate the battlefield immediately!"

All F35 fighters immediately turned around and began to evacuate the battlefield.

At this moment, behind them, a figure rushed up at a very fast speed.

"What is that?" The black squadron leader was slightly stunned, and he saw a very beautiful woman with a cold face full of murderous intent.

She was actually flying in the sky?

With two sharp blades in her hands, she flew towards those damn guys like a missile.

Those damn guys were gargoyles.

When the gargoyles saw the woman flying over, they all pounced on her and bit her.

But under the cutting of the sharp blades, the gargoyles were chopped up like carrots and vegetables.

In less than 30 seconds, all the dozen gargoyles were gone.

The black squadron leader widened his eyes and was dumbfounded!