Chapter 1463 - Battle On The Caribbean Sea (2/2)

On the other side, at the end of the deck, a series of white mist sprayed. Dragging the tail flames, countless air-to-air missiles galloped into the air, the defense turrets fired into the stormy sky, and layers of fire powers were sent into the curtain of rain.

On the radar screen, rows of red dots separated from the aircraft carrier approached the red dots that marked the Celestial Trade’s battle formation, then they collided together without any suspense.

The hit rate far exceeded Hogg’s expectations, and more than half of Celestial Trade’s “fighters” were hit by missiles!

However, what happened next made everyone widen their eyes. The rows of red dots stopped for a second before they continued forward as if nothing happened—

The fighters that were hit went unscathed!

The god-forsaken Celestial Trade! Are their planes made of steel?!

Hogg stood there dumbfoundedly, and it was the only thought left in his mind.

Fighters were not made with steel, but the NS-90s were.

In addition to being made out of titanium alloy armor, the disposable armor on the outside of NS-90 was entirely made of Grade-A steel doped with graphene materials. Not to mention the anti-aircraft turrets and air-to-air missiles on the USS Ford, even if it was Celestial Trade’s own electromagnetic rapid-fire cannon, the shots had a ricochet rate of 70%.

And even if the outer layer of armor was damaged, it did not matter, since it was designed to be “taken off” after it landed!

Mixed in the NS-90 formation were eleven “Wings of Freedom” and 24 Aurora-20s, when the battle formation was two kilometers away from the edge of the aircraft carrier battle group, the fighters began to separate from the NS-90. They avoided the incoming anti-aircraft firepower and rushed directly to the fighter squadron on the Ford Aircraft Carrier that had yet to finish taking off.

A dog fight was immediately set off.

The combat distance was compressed to its limit from the very beginning, and the flashing flares were like fireworks blooming in the rain.

The two sides were like line infantries. They exchanged the air-to-air missiles and anti-ship missiles mounted under the wings immediately, then with the weights removed, they fought head-to-head with their guns and entered the bloodiest close combat.

Flames of the explosion connected in the air.

The trajectory of the bullets danced up and down in the heavy storm, and the broken wings and plane wreckages scattered down from the air from time to time.

On the other side, the NS-90s that landed on the deck of the Ford pushed away the damaged disposable armor, and locked onto the Marine Corp soldiers who fired back with their spindle-shaped heads. Inside the silent retina, a crimson light known as slaughter was awakened.

Without the obstruction of heavy armor, the NS-90s on the deck were like the sickle of the grim reaper. They unleashed their firepower through the heavy machine gun in their hands and harvested the life of the soldiers desperately trying to surround them.

For a moment, a bloody storm was also brewing on the deck.

“All land combat units on the ship, head to the deck immediately! WE NEED TO RETAKE OUR RUNWAY! QUICK!” Major Admiral Hogg roared into the radio.

NS-90!

The culprit who attacked the Barranquilla Military Base!

Hogg did not expect that this machine was not only capable of airborne ground operations but also could be used for raids on aircraft carriers.

At this moment, a brilliant ball of flame suddenly exploded in the middle of a missile frigate not far from the Ford.

The black plume of smoke floated up, and the entire ship was like a broken chopstick, breaking apart from the middle in a series of deafening cracking sounds. The seawater rushed in through the fracture but couldn’t swallow the burning flames. The sailors on the deck dived into the water, and they didn’t even have time to put on a lifebuoy. After a while, the guided-missile frigate was swallowed by the tumbling waves…

Inside the previously noisy bridge, the sudden silence was terrifying.

Major Admiral Hogg and Lieutenant Captain Griffin looked out the window dumbfoundedly. They both were at a loss for words.

They were momentarily lost, but the screaming report that echoed in the room finally pulled everyone in the bridge back into reality…

“OUR GUIDED-MISSILE FRIGATE SUNK! DAMN IT, it’s a Celestial Trade submarine!”