District 9

After the air defense units in No. 1 Military Port were almost cleared, Ou Xiaobin immediately gathered his team and prepared to evacuate the area.

…

On the sea, aboard the South Patrol No. 1 super destroyer, Fu Zhenguo stood in the command room, looking at the arrangement of the enemy fleet and the exchange of fire through the observation mirror, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead: "Fuck, yes. After bombing for such a long time, our anti-aircraft firepower is constantly being depleted, why don't they release the air units."

The vice-captain thought for a moment and replied: "They have concerns because Port No. 1 was attacked. They may also be considering whether to send air units back to support, but they are afraid that once the air units leave, we will launch a decisive attack. "

"Damn, the harbor is full of blocking buildings, and there are a large number of their own personnel, and we only have four thousand soldiers performing sneak attack missions. What effect can you send bombers and destroy enemy planes back?" Fu Zhenguo frowned. Wrinkly, he replied: "To support the port, the air force base within the fifth area must come. Personally, I think they are still waiting for the opportunity."

"It's possible." An officer nodded in agreement.

"Japanese officers have their own way of fighting naval battles. We cannot let them lead us by the nose. We must force them to hand over their anti-aircraft firepower." Fu Zhenguo thought for a moment and immediately ordered: "Send the order to let the frigates on both sides give way. Our main ship moves forward and orders the amphibious assault ships at the rear to stand by at a safe distance. All shipborne air defense units must cheer me up, and I will put pressure on them head-on."

"yes!"

The generals responded.

…

five minutes later.

The forward fleet commanded by Fu Zhenguo, with a total of six warships, braved the artillery fire of the enemy fleet group, suddenly increased its speed and pressed forward.

In the rear, in the command ship where Zhou Yuanzheng was, an officer quickly walked into the war room. After saluting, he reported: "Commander-in-Chief, the main ship of the Southern Patrol No. 1 suddenly pressed forward and approached the opponent's main ship at increased speed. Fleet group.”

The chief of staff thought for a moment, looked at Zhou Yuanzheng and said: "How did Lao Fu give this command? We are attacking, and the opponent's naval power is not weaker than ours. Why is he so radical? He has been brainwashed by the people in Sichuan. ?”

"Yes, the forward fleet only has eight warships, including one frigate. It has also stripped off the waterway and is preparing to approach the enemy's military port. General Fu's command is so radical, the risk is too great."

"...!"

Everyone in the room was talking a lot, and they were under great psychological pressure, because there were many hidden reasons behind the participation of the Seventh District Navy in the war. Due to various pressures and considerations, the upper management had no choice but to help the Eighth District dispatch maritime military forces, but they did not want to lose a lot of their own naval power in a war that would benefit the Eighth District and the Sichuan government.

To put it simply, you can fight, but you can't cause too much damage, otherwise the higher-ups will definitely hold you accountable.

This kind of pressure could not only be felt by the officers present, but even Zhou Yuanzheng was somewhat restrained.

After everyone discussed for a while, Zhou Yuanzheng frowned and intervened: "Call Fu Zhenguo and ask him why he suddenly asked the main ship to speed up and move forward."

"Yes!" the officer replied.

…

The inquiry call was quickly placed on the main ship, but Fu Zhenguo only said calmly: "Call back and tell the headquarters that I am looking for opportunities on my own."

These words were said in a retort manner. They were so heartbreaking and so off-guard. The vice-captain was stunned for a moment and asked softly: "Is this really what you said?"

"That's it." Fu Zhenguo responded impatiently.

As soon as the two finished communicating, an observation officer immediately stood up and shouted: "The opponent's two amphibious assault ships have accelerated from the rear and entered the center of the opponent's fleet."

When Fu Zhenguo heard this, his eyes lit up: "Send the order, all warships slow down, all anti-aircraft firepower, be fully prepared, they are in a hurry."

…

Hekou Port, inside the headquarters of the 1st Independent Division.

Qin Yu received a call from Ou Xiaobin: "How is the situation?"

"Why don't the air force units provide support?" Ou Xiaobin shouted with some urgency: "The scouts I left on the outside came back to send a message. There are a large number of troops stationed on the supply line outside the No. 1 military port. They have already rushed to the port. We don't have much. It’s time.”

When Qin Yu heard this, he felt very angry. He thought that the Seventh District Navy was deliberately delaying the air support, so he gritted his teeth and replied: "The mission is almost completed. You just move to the coast of the port and stick there, waiting for the response. I will immediately Urging them over there.”

"Okay, got it."

The two ended the call, and Qin Yu immediately ordered: "Immediately ask the Seventh District Navy why they haven't provided air support. What do they mean?"

"Yes!" the staff member responded immediately.

Qin Yu clenched his fists and said through gritted teeth: "Damn it, it's better to ask for yourself than to ask for others. Take Yandao. If my generation can't build a navy, the next generation of Sichuan must have one too!!"

…

On board the main ship Nanxun No.1.

"Report!" an officer shouted to Fu Zhenguo: "The Sichuan government is asking why our air force units have not entered the port yet."

"What the fuck, we only have this little wealth, don't we have to use it wisely?" Fu Zhenguo's commanding style was extremely tough, and he shouted clearly: "Call back and tell Qin Yu clearly, I'm not putting on small shoes for him, I'm waiting for a chance to fight."

"Yes!" The officer left.

Fu Zhenguo looked into the observation mirror with sweat on his forehead and waited quietly.

About six or seven minutes later, two enemy amphibious assault ships moved forward into the center of the fleet. Immediately afterwards, hundreds of aircraft rushed out of the carrier platform and took off instantly.

"Coming, coming!" Fu Zhenguo shouted immediately: "Air defense units, prepare to defend!"

…

Inside the enemy's main ship, the Vice Admiral of the Fifth District Navy put his hands on the combat table and said: "The significance of returning to Port No. 1 is no longer significant. Since the enemy's forward fleet has chosen to take the risk and advance forward, we will focus our fire to kill them. By reversing the situation in the sea battle, we can avoid the losses caused by the fall of Military Port No. 1."

The generals stood at attention upon hearing this.

"All warships, press forward, cooperate with the air force units, and strangle the enemy's forward fleet." the commander ordered.

In another two minutes, the enemy fleet launched its final counterattack. The fleet, composed of fifteen or sixteen warships of various types, began to press in the direction of Fu Zhenguo.

Inside the main ship of Nanxun No. 1, Fu Zhenguo looked at the densely packed enemy fighter jets flying over, and immediately waved his hands and shouted: "Air defense units open fire, quick!"

After a few seconds.

The guidance silos, machine guns, and self-propelled interception systems on the battleships were all opened fire to engage in a decisive battle with the enemy's maritime fleet.

Behind, on the command ship, Zhou Yuanzheng looked at the observation mirror, frowned and said: "The enemy has launched a full-scale counterattack. Why don't the fighter groups on our amphibious assault ship take off? Quick, ask Fu Zhenguo, what is the reason? ?!”

…

The other end.

On the landing ship that docked directly at Yandao, Qi Lin asked Lin Chengdong: "Have your people been arranged?"

"It's arranged, the gunshot is the signal." Lin Chengdong nodded.