Marvel's princess becomes king

Chapter 826

More than a dozen veterans came slowly from the watchtower, the deck and the side of the ship. Some of them were fat and some were thin. It could be seen that their health was not very good.

Compared with the old CIA Brian who was busy saving his daughter, wife, train, and plane every day, their mental outlook was much worse, but at this time, more than a dozen people still walked out with their heads held high.

Some of them are veterans who participated in World War II and are already over 80 years old, and some participated in the Persian Gulf War in 91, and they are regarded as retired with the warships.

A fat old man with a mustache walked in front of Natasha in a rather imposing manner: "Ma'am, I have received an order from the Ministry of Defense. We will assist you in activating the USS Missouri battleship. Please give the order."

Natasha took a deep breath. Not only did she look at these veterans, she also glanced at the old agent Brian and his old CIA buddies.

Looking back at Jin, the sergeant with a broken leg, and the technical nerd, the average age of the people on this boat must be sixty.

"Gentlemen, you have only one task, start the battleship, and blow up that damned ground base station with me into ruins! Mr. Brian, you and these veterans go to light the boilers. I remember that the Missouri has eight boilers, right? Order seven, Jin, you go to the observation room, Sergeant Mick, I will hand over the naval gun to you, Mr. Captain, please teach me how to operate this big guy."

Natasha didn't talk nonsense at all. With the order of the Ministry of Defense, she didn't need to be polite when she commanded, and there was no time to be polite at this time.

It’s true that she has never piloted a battleship, and it’s true that the operation manual has six volumes as thick as a dictionary, but she knows some simple instructions, and there are special courses for special agent training. Now the fat old man, as the original captain, explains them one by one. , she soon had a basic understanding of the ship under her feet.

"You, don't run, how many ground base stations have you built?" She grabbed the technical house that was about to disembark and asked in a low voice.

Natasha hadn't paid attention to this damn base station before, but she had been to Oahu several times, and there seemed to be more than one in her impression.

The technical house also verified her conjecture.

"Six or six seats."

The six base stations were not built together, but scattered throughout the island. To blow up all these base stations, the battleship Missouri had to circle the island at least halfway.

Natasha wants to call Smash back, but in her heart, children are more important than Hawaii, so please work harder on your own side.

"Light the boiler and move on!"

The heavy battleship USS Missouri slowly sailed out of the port. They circled the southernmost cape of Oahu Island, and the first base station was already in sight.

Natasha flipped through the operation manual extremely quickly, and at the same time gave out one order after another accurately.

"Turn northwest."

"The No. [-] turret is ready."

"The second turret is ready."

"Starboard ready."

"Leave one boiler unlit, and don't slow down afterwards! Don't slow down!"

"The communication base station on the target saddle ridge, there is a high chance of encountering the enemy, repeat, there is a high chance of encountering the enemy."

This time it was really not her crow's mouth. The battleship had just turned around the cape when it saw a lead gray aircraft lying quietly on the shore.

The distance between the two sides is getting closer and closer, so close that ordinary people can see the shape of this thing clearly.

It’s a bit like an airplane, with two wings. Some kind of solar absorbing device is installed on the surface of the aircraft. After entering the atmosphere, this thing keeps turning over the solar panels. It has dense weapons and equipment inside, and in the translucent cab, you can also see several Grisians without exoskeleton armor.

"Hold on! Hold on! Don't panic! These guys' technology is not much better than ours, keep going!"

There was no panic in Natasha's voice. Rather than cheering everyone up, she was telling everyone her thoughts.

Veterans don’t mention it, after living to this age, they are not afraid of death at all. The old agent and his old buddies are not afraid at all. They are kidnapped every day with their hapless father. Jin is very calm. The black sergeant also looked deathly at home. Strictly speaking, the panicked ones were technical nerds.

The aircraft of the Grisians had been lying on the coast to guard. When they saw the battleship Missouri, they immediately turned around and jumped forward on the sea like a frog. The target was their battleship.

When the distance between the two sides was less than eight nautical miles, it stopped, and several rays began to scan the battleship Missouri.

"Don't worry, aim the naval gun at this guy, but don't fire yet."

"Sergeant Mick, how do you feel about the army soldiers boarding the navy's battleship?" Natasha asked seemingly relaxed.

The black sergeant with a broken leg was squatting on the ground to adjust the shooting angle of the naval gun.

At this time, he replied without raising his head: "When will the guns be fired? I just want to blow up the legs of these alien bastards!"

"Quickly. Accelerate! Ignite the last boiler! Sprint!" Natasha's voice suddenly became high-pitched: "Sprint to the northwest! Naval guns are ready!"

All the guns of the battleship turned right to aim at the alien aircraft, which made the Gris people from 20 light years away furious. Did you take the wrong script?Now we are invading you!
The hatches on both sides of the aircraft were opened, and countless gas tank-sized missiles were launched in a curved form, drawing arcs and hitting the Missouri.

Natasha has never seen this kind of attack method. The earth is now going straight to the explosion, but as an elite agent, she has already made plans for several possible situations.

The Missouri suddenly accelerated towards the northwest corner. The Grisians calculated their speed and believed that their own missiles could hit the battleship, but these aliens ignored the influence of the water flow, and did not expect that the battleship had left a boiler unlit all the time. , and Natasha cut the battleship out in advance, resulting in a curved shot, and several missiles the size of a gas tank all rubbed against the tail of the battleship and fell into the sea.

The speed of the battleship didn't drop at all, and it quickly rushed to the right side and rear of the aircraft.

The opponent's missiles only have a shooting range of about 120 degrees in front of them. After the battleship enters the dead angle of shooting, it can only turn around.

This is the opportunity between life and death.

"Fire!" Natasha yelled.

"Fire!" The old agent Brian and his old buddies, the old captain and the veterans shouted at the same time.

The voices of "Fire!" were joined together, and at the end it was hard to hear who was shouting. Everyone only knew that the 406mm main gun on the battleship Missouri fired a series of roars.

The MK1200 armor-piercing projectiles weighing 8 kilograms were fired out of the muzzle in unison. The distance between the two sides was less than eight nautical miles. This distance was almost impossible to miss. A total of nine armor-piercing projectiles hit the aircraft of the Grisians!Then came the big bang!

(End of this chapter)