Chapter 1048: Chapter 537: Hopefully, the World Is Free of Poison! Poisonous? Then It ans It Wasn’t Cleaned Up Completely! _3
In the end, they would all grit their teeth and curse the dellín drug cartel and Israel.
At last, they began discussing military deploynt, even marking the deploynt locations on the map as if they were strategic geniuses.
“Extra, extra, dellín, Cali, and the ‘Contra’ organization declare war on xico, forming the Anti-Victor Alliance, and will attack any xican overseas institutions.”
“Minister of Foreign Affairs Goebbels calls them petty clowns, vowing they will have no place to bury their dead!”
“Our Western Theater’s naval vessels have set sail from the San Benito Island Naval Base in California, heading towards Colombian waters.”
The newsboy shouted while holding the newspaper, and the old n chatting enthusiastically were taken aback, hurriedly calling out, “Kid, co here, co here.”
“Give one copy…”
“And too, give one as well!”
The newspapers prepared by the newsboy were gone in an instant…
In the Pacific Ocean.
At that ti, Admiral Hans Georg von Fried, commander of the Western Theater, looked at the three Arleigh Burke-class destroyers flying the U.S. military flag in the distance, his expression grave.
On the radio, the other party had already announced…
The U.S. military is conducting live-fire exercises here, and the route is impassable.
“No drills earlier, no drills later, doing it now, isn’t it just to prevent us from reaching Colombian waters? Humph!” The deputy beside him sneered.
The warships they brought were five Ticonderoga-class cruisers captured from the San Diego Navy Base, naly Victor, Casare, Kennedy, Guadalupe Island, and Sonora State.
“Transmit my order, form a horizontal line, and ram through. I want to see if these Yanks have the guts to risk their lives with .”
Admiral Hans Georg von Fried’s eyes were vicious, and his order was to quickly reach Colombian waters to provide firepower support for the follow-up troops and strike the coastal drug traffickers.
The xican warships spread out upon hearing the order.
He waved his hand.
“Speed up, ram the Arican ships!”
The General Electric LM2500 gas turbine buzzed incessantly, heading at 32 knots towards the U.S. Navy’s Arleigh Burke-class destroyers.
That U.S. military also had guts.
They knew what the xican warships were up to as soon as they accelerated.
The Commander gritted his teeth, “Turn the rudder, charge!”
Nobody dared to fire the first shot, so they resorted to the most primitive lee combat.
Arleigh Burke-class destroyer versus Ticonderoga-class cruiser!
“God bless!”
“Victor bless!!”
The anthem of the Warriors erupted in the Pacific Ocean!
Admiral Hans Georg von Fried held onto the handle, “Charge! Charge through!”
His flagship, Victor, headed toward the leading Ted Stevens destroyer, the distance closing in…
Exaggeratingly, both sides could even see each other’s control rooms.
As the collision seed inevitable, the helmsman of the Ted Stevens destroyer finally couldn’t take it, A destroyer ramming a cruiser, the tonnage is not the sa, wasn’t this courting death?
He still didn’t want to die!
Vehently turning the direction…
“Too close!!!!” soone scread.
Bang…
The hulls shook, and the bow of the two ships still crashed heavily into each other.
So sailors who didn’t have a firm foothold flew into the air and landed heavily on the deck, cries of pain resounding continuously.
Trailing behind, the Casare, seeing the U.S. Ted Stevens destroyer approach, side-angled accelerating to ram again, with the destroyer deck unable to withstand a second blow, finally snapping.
The Casare didn’t fare well either, its missile launch area was also busted.
Admiral Hans Georg von Fried pulled off his cap and smashed it onto the deck, pointing at the trailing U.S. warships, “Keep ramming!”
“My ship is ordered to sink yours!”
…
User Comments
0 comments from readers