The lights went out.
The huge electronic nautical chart in the command room went out.
The screens of various devices arranged in a ring on both sides of the electronic nautical chart also went out.
Even the communicators in their hands, the laser finger pens in their hands, and the electronic wristwatches on their hands all went out.
In the darkness, a choking burnt smell drifted in the command room.
The frigate was dead.
The combat power supported by electronic information and integrated circuits was wiped out in an instant.
The choking burnt smell turned into an invisible ghost and quickly drilled into the bodies of everyone in the command room. They looked around blankly until they could no longer suppress the fear in their hearts and screamed.
The Humpback Whale was here.
It slammed into the rear of the frigate at a speed of 130 knots.
"Boom …"
On the sea level, the mountains suddenly collapsed and the earth cracked.
If it weren't for the last emergency maneuver of the frigate to escape, the most fatal part of the ship would have been hit.
In fact, it was almost the same. The Humpback Whale's body, which was like a steel fortress, slammed into the frigate. The Humpback Whale's body was too large, and it was galloping close to the sea.
When the Humpback Whale hit the tail of the weak frigate, the indestructible ram of the Humpback Whale couldn't find the target at all. As a result, the entire hull of the Humpback Whale pressed against the frigate, like a running tank rolling over an Alto car.
At this moment, the mountains collapsed and the earth cracked. The tens of thousands of tons of weight of the Humpback Whale pressed against the frigate, which only had a displacement of 3,000 tons. The upper deck of the frigate was instantly turned into a collapsed sheet of iron.
The frigate, which was only a few meters deep at the waterline, instantly disappeared from the sea level.
Any weapon would be overshadowed by the terrifying defense and weight of the Humpback Whale.
When the Humpback Whale passed by the frigate, the frigate, which was constantly unleashing its firepower on the sea, was now compressed into a discus.
In the fire and small explosions, the frigate quickly fell into the deep sea until there was no trace of its existence.
…
No one witnessed this scene.
However, the hundreds of sonar detection buoys in the surroundings faithfully recorded the thrilling sound.
More than a dozen of these sonar buoys were accidentally damaged by the Humpback Whale during its voyage, and more than a dozen were destroyed by the electromagnetic generator. The rest of them continued to operate normally.
On the Burke-class guided-missile destroyer, the atmosphere in the command room was tense.
The sonar network was connected to the destroyer, although it was still more than 70 nautical miles away from the Monster Industries ship. However, every time the frigate fired a weapon, they would receive the information.
Three Harpoon anti-ship missiles?
Four light torpedoes?
The rapid-fire cannons and the multi-barreled close-in defense cannons continued to fire?
If not for the fact that the sonar buoy network clearly indicated that there was only one target ship.
If it weren't for the multiple calls from the frigate, constantly repeating the speed and outline of the target ship.
The commander of this operation, Lassiter, and the others in the battle command room would definitely think that their frigate had clashed with a group of powerful warships of unknown origin.
What kind of ability did the black ship have to force the frigate to open fire?
It was no exaggeration to say that the firepower that the corvette had just poured out. If the naval fleets of these countries on the African continent were to take in all of them, they could easily wipe out the naval forces of most countries.
But whether it was the torpedoes or the harpoon anti-ship missiles they were so proud of, none of them detonated normally.
They were like iron lumps that had been thrown into the sea.
Finally ~
The only thing that could be heard in the command room were the chaotic shouts of the frigate.
Some people were shouting that the black ship had crashed into them, some were shouting that the missiles had been destroyed by electromagnetic weapons, and some were even shouting to jump off the ship.
Next, all communication was instantly cut off. They didn't know what had happened, but from the nearby sonar buoys, they could hear the shocking frequency of collisions and friction, as well as the dense sound of explosions.
No one would believe that it was the civilian ship that had exploded.
Because after the sound waves of the dense explosions slowly disappeared, the sonar buoys could only detect one sound pattern.
It was the sound of the target ship speeding toward them at a speed of 130 knots.
The signal and propeller sound pattern that represented the frigate no longer existed.
The atmosphere in the command room froze, and only the sound of the received sound pattern continued to ring. At this time, the battle staff officer walked to the side of the operation commander, Lassiter, and lowered his voice to the lowest possible level. "Sir, should we … consider giving up on this operation?"
"Give up?" Lassiter responded with the same volume. "Do we still have the right to give up?"
"The third ship is gone. If we give up, what awaits us is endless investigation reports, and the right to command a ship forever."
The sonar device's volume drowned out their conversation, so the staff officer didn't have to worry about his timidity.
"But this time, our opponent has a terrifying weapon that we don't understand," the staff officer continued. "Compared to the fate of the frigate, I'd rather write an investigation report that will destroy my future."
Commander Lassiter looked straight at him. "This is a battle."
The staff officer spoke with conviction. "But our enemy isn't some country's warship, and this battle has nothing to do with any glory."
"This is a secret operation that will never be mentioned to the outside world. Who would have thought that our target is a technology company's cargo ship?"
"Sir, if this is a battle to defend against an invasion, then I'll fight with you until the last moment. If you have any fear of battle, I might just point my gun at your back and help you get back on your feet. "
"But this isn't it. If we lose another warship, you and I will become the most humiliated fleet commander since the end of the Cold War."
Commander Lassiter was silent.
For the first time, he experienced fear and dread.
Perhaps these emotions often appeared in his past opponents.
The staff officer was right. The terrifying weapon the enemy had could turn the precision strike they were most proud of into a pile of scrap metal.
In essence, the frigate that lost its signal wasn't much different from the Burke-class destroyer they were on.
One was three thousand tons, the other was seven thousand tons.
Apart from the tonnage, the difference was the firepower configuration and the advanced electronic warfare equipment. In terms of armor strength, their destroyer wasn't even as good as the frigate.
"Even if we give up, we have to give up at the last moment."
Commander Lassiter was silent for a moment, then raised his voice. "The target ship can interfere with the firepower of one ship, and can interfere with three to four anti-ship missiles."
"What about ten or a hundred?"
"I order the remaining ships to aim at the target's location and fire."
"We'll fire all the missiles that can reach there."
A moment later.
The calm surface of the sea was disrupted by the continuous whistling of the wind.
Missiles soared into the sky one after another.
The Burke-class destroyer and another frigate opened all the missile launch ports.
Harpoon anti-ship missiles.
Sparrow short-range anti-air missiles.
Standard SM-2 anti-air missiles.
Tomahawk cruise missiles.
Under the modern intelligent electronic warfare system, the various types of missiles were versatile. They could be used for anti-air, anti-submarine, and also to attack surface warships. The only difference was the strength.
At this moment, the Burke-class destroyer that represented one of the most powerful strike forces on the sea showed its ferocity.
Missiles roared out from the launchers. The four vertical launch systems in the front continuously ejected standard anti-air missiles, while the eight vertical launch systems in the back launched 61 missiles of various types.
These missiles continued to climb.
The combat system accurately controlled the speed of each missile. According to the order, the earliest launched missile maintained a slow flight speed, while the last launched missile accelerated to catch up with the missile in front.
They slowly gathered together and finally formed a saturated attack formation in the sky that seemed to be able to block out the sun.
Two warships, close to 150 missiles.
The white trails they left behind looked like they were weaving an endless net in the sky.
The end of the net was the only target of the [Whale Operation].
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