The attack aircraft formation suddenly changed direction and flew towards the sun.
Brother Chennan immediately noticed this information through the radar panel and could not help but laugh out loud.
"Sister Nan, what are you laughing at?" Funa was confused.
"Their aircraft carrier lady is quite knowledgeable. She knows how to fly to the sun to avoid missiles.”
Early air-to-air radars were mostly infrared guided, relying on heat sources to lock onto the target. However, due to the immaturity of early missile technology, many missiles could not distinguish between an enemy aircraft and the sun. They often foolishly chased after the sun, which had a larger heat source.
Unfortunately, the aircraft carrier on the other side had never seen a modern missile before. The Haihongqi 16B used semi-active radar guidance instead of infrared guidance. As long as it was locked by the fire control radar, the old Cricket World War II aircraft could not escape.
The entire attack aircraft formation turned around and flew towards the sun. Not only did it fail to avoid the missiles, but it also reduced its speed due to the waste of energy, making it easier to hit.
Thirty-six missiles exploded in the fleet, spraying out a large number of steel balls evenly. If hit at close range, death was certain. Even modern iron lumps were not spared, let alone these two fighter jets with only metal skin.
"We shot down fifty-five enemy planes and damaged twelve.”Brother Nan reported his battle results.
At this time, the remaining surviving planes were even closer, reaching a 15-kilometer radius of the air defense circle.
At this distance, the efficiency of medium and long-range air defense missiles was not high. Against the old planes of World War II, the main cannon was more suitable for air defense. It was economical and practical.
The 130mm cannon at the bow of the ship was raised high. The fire control radar had already locked onto a large number of enemy aircraft, and at the same time, the firing sequence had been written.
The banging sounds were not as shocking as the battleships, but if you noticed the firing rate of Brother Nan's main cannon...
A hundred kilometers away, the six Japanese aircraft carrier ladies looked at each other. They saw the scene from the perspective of the fighter jet.
"One shot every 1.5 seconds? What kind of divine cannon is this!"
"I'm reporting that the ship lady has turned on a cheating machine!”
"There's still auto-aiming!"
The 130mm Justice Main Cannon of the Republic Fleet used dual feed. No matter how high the elevation was, it would not affect the design speed. Forty shots per minute. With the support of the modern fire control system, it was almost 100% accurate to attack these turtle-speed propeller planes.
Brother Chennan fired the main cannon for two minutes. All the planes that survived the missile's power had turned into fireballs and fell to the sea.
The thirty-two missiles were not even as effective as the main cannon…
This also proved the fact that using advanced medium-range air defense missiles to attack these old machines was a waste of money.
The six carrier ladies were panicking. They had never seen such a powerful next-generation ship lady. There seemed to be some internal disputes about whether they should release the second wave of attack aircraft.
The Flaring Sun Destroyer at the outermost perimeter: He noticed an enemy fighter approaching. There was a propeller on top of its head. It was so strange.”
This piece of information was not taken seriously by the aircraft carrier ladies. They were still arguing about whether to continue fighting or retreat. Moreover, it was just an enemy aircraft, so there was no need to guard against it.
The plane that was spotted by the Flaming Sun was actually the Ka-25 " hormone " helicopter that Funa had taken off from. It was responsible for relaying guidance and returning coordinates.
Brother Chennan finished cleaning up the sky and ran out of the command room. She wanted to see the impact of the Granite Missile with her own eyes.
Funa smiled confidently. She clenched her hands into fists and slammed them on the launch button.
Each granite missile weighed a full seven tons. The rocket boosters at the end of the missiles emitted fire and black smoke as they quickly sent the ten missiles into the sky.
When the ten missiles were accelerated to a certain extent by the rocket's power, the boosters were separated, and the ramjet engine was activated to enter cruise mode.
One of the missiles continued to climb higher, acting as the " commander " to search for the target at high altitude and constantly guiding the other missiles to adjust their routes.
The remaining nine missiles were lowered to an extremely low altitude of tens of meters above sea level to maintain concealment.
Brother Chennan covered her nose. She was choking on the black smoke, but she still stayed outside to watch the spectacular scene. The ten granite missiles that kept moving away were filled with the violent aesthetics of the fighting ethnic style. This feeling could not be seen in the exquisite technology of the Republic Fleet.
Flying at 2.5 times the speed of sound, the Granites quickly left Brother Chennan and Funa's sight. Since the distance between them was only 100 kilometers, they quickly entered sprint mode.
When they were 50 kilometers away from the enemy ship, the nine missiles that were used for the ultra-low altitude penetration spread out and began their final charge towards their respective targets. The missiles accelerated to Mach 3.5.
The commander said,"Take this!" China's number one swordsman!"
"White Emperor Holy Sword, follow me on your swords!”
"Demacia! Protect the universe!"
"Woah!"
You might not believe it, but the 10 granite missiles were not speaking Chinese, but Russian.
What they meant could be roughly translated as: Strength and glory, victory or death, all for one, one for all, charge forward and let them die, charge!
However, in this situation, when a group of missiles ran out of fuel and charged at the target, whether you interpreted their words as Chinese or Russian, it was actually in line with the atmosphere…
Unfortunately, the opponent was too weak and had no interception ability at all. He could not display the full performance of the Granite Missile.
If the command missile was intercepted and exploded in mid-flight, another missile on the sea would rise to the sky and take over the command missile to continue guiding the team forward.
The Granite Missiles would not fear death, and they would charge forward as the commander and bait until they hit the target accurately.
These granites were originally designed to be used against heavy aircraft carriers. They had extremely exaggerated size. 3.5 times the speed of sound and their weight were enough to penetrate everything. The semi-armor-piercing warhead contained 750 kilograms of explosives to deal a devastating blow to the enemy.
If you don't think 750 kilograms of explosives are violent enough…It could also be equipped with a nuclear warhead with a yield of 500,000 tons of TNT.
Of course, Guardian's Residence No. 233 did not have the materials to produce a nuclear bomb, and they did not need that kind of weapon to deal with the World War II aircraft carrier.
A semi-armor-piercing warhead with conventional charges could invade from the bow all the way to the core area of the hull.
The two flying cranes and auspicious cranes were hit by four shots each. The flying cranes were slightly better, but their insides were blown to pieces and the hull was leaking heavily. It would take about half an hour before they sank.
Auspicious Crane and the other light flying eagle were in a more miserable state. The granite falling from the sky smashed all the way into the engine room, causing a fuel fire. The fire then detonated the bombs and torpedoes in the ammunition depot, and the entire hull was torn into two.
"The enemy ship is sinking rapidly.”Funa said casually.
Bullying a ship girl from World War II was really easy.
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