20 The Fall of The Portsmouth city (1/2)
In the garden of the broken manor, Count Ferdinand had a quarrel with his soldier. Mainly because he thought that his soldier and knights were spilling bullshit to him.
”I don't care what the hell are you are saying, but calling all of this was a job of two-person alone is pure bullshit at the highest order,” He said to five of most his trusted knight.
”No, sir, that night was truly the work of two-person, the green man and the grey man,” One of the knights said.
”I'm tired of hearing your bullshit knight,” Ferdinand said.
”It's true, my Lord, the green man, came with a huge backpack and a weird contraption on his hands and forcing entrance to the manor, but we refuse. He threw a slab of brick that suddenly exploded,” the knight said.
”A brick? are you trying to fool me?” Ferdinand asked menacingly.
”It's true, my Lord. Our mages shot spells and arrows at him, and he barely flinches from the attack, and a loud sound appeared from his contraption. He released the survivor of the Sharrington family with the immediate help of the grey man,” The knight said.
”Enough of your bullshit, is the naval blockade is ready?” Ferdinand asked.
”Yes, my lord, you can see it by yourself,” The knight said as he gave count Ferdinand the telescope.
”Ooo, such a magnificent grey battleship you have there,” Count Ferdinand said as he looked at the sea with his authentic telescope.
”Excuse me, my Lord, but my ships aren't grey,” The knight said.
”Then, who are them?” Ferdinand said as multiple fireworks appeared from the grey ship.
Those were not fireworks. They were the tomahawk missiles that were launched from the cruisers and the 20mm cannon from the bushmaster autocannon which was sinking the ship in a fast and elegant manner. The jets behind them were terrifying as well. The Tomahawk missiles contained around 450kg of explosives each. Assured destruction in a nutshell.
”What in God's name is that?” Ferdinand's last word before his manor got struck by three of those cruise missiles.
Five F-15s in an arrow formation flew on top of the heavy damaged manor with a roar from the afterburner itself. Each of them spread out into multiple direction to do their own objectives.
”Eagle 1,3,5 provide air superiority by fighting off the wyvern, Eagle 2,4,6 provides destruction for the ground troops. Eagle 1 out,” The squadron of F-15E made a low pass across the town while dropping a bunker buster at the manor to destroy the dungeon.
Lance: ”Bunker buster away.”
AWACS: ”Target destroyed.”
The city turned into chaos as soldiers and pirates were running for their lives. The battleship had already been destroyed by the Harpoon missiles launched by the destroyer. The port was full of a wood chip and anyone can clearly saw the view of an unknown sea monster on the horizon. Meanwhile, USS Gerald R Ford used her trump card; fighter jets.
Multiple CBU-100 or otherwise known as Mark 20 Rockeye were dropped at the fortress around the city by the squadron of the F/A-18F. One of those bombs contain about 247 small bomblets, an F/A-18F carry ten of them, and there were two squadrons that were launched by that config. A squadron had about 12 planes at its disposal. So about 240 of those bombs were ready to be dropped from the skies.
The fortress got obliterated in one strafe as the F/A-18F dropped one of its bombs from each plane. The bomb exploded in a similar manner of hitting an ant with multiple firecrackers. According to Lance's quick math, it's about more than 5000 small explosions on the fortress itself self and it just from 24 of those bombs. The pilot did a violent vertical climb after the bombing.
The Marines had already arrived in their armored vehicle and tanks from the beach, thanks to the LCAC and the amphibious assault group. The M1 Abrams rolled in the sand of the beach as they approached the rubble of the fortress that surrounds the town. They blast a hole on the city wall and drove through it like a maniac.