Chapter 311： The only warship going north

"Why does the other party have so many magic weapons? They also used the principle of magic tremor!" The demon general with a very bad complexion standing on the bow of the ship, his voice changed a little while pressing the long sword at his waist.

He was very calm before, but now he is a little bit fierce: Just now, the huge floating castle fell to the surface of the sea, and finally relied on buoyancy to barely stabilize the fall.

But everyone knows very well that soon, as the sea water seeps into the soil below the castle, the inscription on the floating magic circle will continue to be damaged, and the entire castle will definitely sink in this sea area.

Because of its size, it seems too late for the castle to move to the coast. It is estimated that it will be stranded on the beach position on the south side of Ferry City.

But the matter is far from over: now, as the commander of the demon side, the demon general has begun to think about the failure. He has never considered this before, but now he has to calculate what will happen after the failure.

If you let this castle run aground on the coastline, you won’t be able to take it with you when you retreat. Once this is left to humans, these humans, who seem to be more advanced than the demon world in terms of technology, may come up with more tricky weapons!

Therefore, in the head of the demon commander, he didn't intend to let this castle be stranded on the shore. He felt that instead of stranding it on the shore and scrapping it, it was better to sink it directly into the sea.

"Keep on attacking! Let the warship approach the port! Attack the city with magic cannon! We don't want to be captured in this battle!" Looking at the large phalanx on the front line, they were submerged in a burst of blue-ray gunfire. The demon general commanded loudly.

Under his order, this huge battleship raised a blood-red battle flag, and in the center of the battle flag was a beating flame-like sign. This is the symbol of the origin of magic, and in the heart of the devil, it represents endless power.

"Kill all the enemies! Leave no prisoners!" On the coastline, a demon officer who saw the flag drew a long sword from his waist and shouted to his soldiers: "Go ahead! Turn everything here into Our food!"

"Long live the source of magic!" The demon behemoths beating the giant war drums shouted loudly. Then in the next second, their shouts were suppressed by Ailan Hill's shelling.

In a place where these demons could not see, in a previously leveled launch position, an officer solemnly shouted a similar slogan: "All missiles launched! Long live Ailan Hill!"

"Missile launch! Long live Ailan Hill!" In front of him, the shooter who turned on the launch switch pressed the missile launch button in front of him.

A missile soared into the sky, followed by the second and third. Countless missiles made white marks in the sky, and then flew quickly toward the beach position more than 100 kilometers away.

The huge missile launch position composed of a whole 30 Scud missile launch vehicles seemed to come to life at this moment, and the entire position was filled with dust blown up by the missile tail flame.

The rocket engine roared in the sky, gradually moving away with the huge missile. These missiles carry powerful magic bombs, which can easily destroy the magic defense barriers of demon forces.

...

The remote and peaceful southern port of Ailan Hill is the largest in the empire, with the most complete functions and the best port conditions in the city of Ossa. A black perfect circle warship is leaning on a dedicated dock under the operation of sea trial personnel. .

The cheerful music of the military band rang, and the gangway began to hang on the ship's body. Seagulls hovered around the battleship, dancing with the performance of the legion.

"Fortunately, when the Eye of Magic broke out, this warship was not in service, otherwise it would have been lost." Watching the huge black warship enter the water, a navy admiral said mobile.

He looked at the battleship in front of him as if he was looking at his son. This submarine embodies the strongest technical design of Ailan Hill, which has made the Navy improve for almost 70 years!

Another general also applauded and said proudly: "It may not be lost! You know, this is an epoch-making powerful weapon of our navy!"

"Yeah, who would have thought that before it, our navy's most powerful warship was still burning coal, and after it, our navy no longer needs power supplies." The third admiral held his chin up. Exclaimed.

This submarine, named Osa, is the first Los Angeles-class nuclear submarine built by Ailan Hill! Because of the technical reserves, Chris and his technicians skipped the previous generations of nuclear submarines with unstable performance and directly manufactured and produced the more mature Los Angeles-class nuclear submarines.

At the time of manufacture, this submarine was still in the stage of technical verification. Because of many technical reasons that could not be mass-produced, only one Osa-class nuclear submarine was built, which was completely experimental.

However, this submarine is now the only submarine of the Ailan Hill Navy that can be put into battle, and it has now become the hope of the whole village...

Now, this submarine representing hope is docked at the pier. On the sharp enclosure, there is a white eye-catching hull number 601 and a huge golden eagle emblem of the Elan Hill Empire.

"It is also General Bakaroff's intention to recall it in a hurry, and then put it into service. He hopes that the navy can allocate a portion of its troops to the north, but General Lawnes's fleet is too slow." The leading general said with emotion. Said.

"Yes, they have to go all the way back to Osa from the far south. After Osa has replenished ammunition and fuel, they can continue northward... According to the navy's combat plan, after they arrive in the coastal area of ​​Arrant, they can no longer go north. Continue north..." Watching the navy's sea trial technicians walk down the gangway, a general nodded in agreement.

The current naval headquarters has been transferred to Osa, because of the invasion of the south, and because the ferry has become a battlefield.

The ferry could not be recovered in a short time, and it could not continue to manufacture warships, so Ossa became one of the most important military bases of the navy.

Now Iowa-class battleships are being built here, cruisers and aircraft carriers are being built, both of which are the main battleships of the Navy’s future equipment, which are very important.

In this case, some of the Navy's generals even hope to keep Lawnes's fleet in Osa's defense, instead of going north to help Ferry City, which has become a battlefield.

"Yes, it's not just the ferry, the coastline we want to defend is too long..." said a navy admiral standing next to them, shaking his head with his back.

Before the offensive, when relying on the invincibility of the dreadnought ship, it was not so obvious. Now it has been a defensive battle. The problem of the serious shortage of naval battleships has suddenly become prominent.

Because of the floating castle, the devil seems to have an advantage in air superiority, which puts Ailan Hill's naval fleet into a disadvantage.

Looking at the powerful nuclear submarine in front of him, an officer lowered his voice and shot at his companion next to him, saying, "I knew this, we should have launched more warships!"

"Of course it would be good to know this, but we didn't know it before! Now we want to rebuild the navy, it will take at least a month..." His companion glanced at each other and said with a sneer.

This kind of post-event Zhuge Liang thing can be done by anyone, but it doesn't help if it is done or not. With this complaint time, it seems more useful to build a battleship.

The music of the military band has stopped, and the technical workers in the submarine, as well as naval officers and soldiers, have stepped off the submarine, standing on the dock in two neat rows.

The leader of the navy that they came to greet stood up and saluted, and the general also returned a solemn military salute to the naval officers and soldiers who had worked hard for more than ten days.

"Will the devil land in the southern area?" Among the crowd, Zhuge Liang's officer who had just spoken after the incident carefully continued to ask his colleagues around him.

The friends around him shook their heads and replied: "No way, if it wasn't for a sensitive location like the ferry, I think the General Staff and the headquarters would suggest the use of a powerful nuclear bomb, right?"

"Pray, the devil will not land in Arrant or the Dothan area!" The officer swallowed and said with a ugly expression on his face.

His home is in the Arante area. If a large-yield nuclear weapon is used there, God knows whether it will affect his hometown and his relatives.

Just when he was depressed, the general over there had already begun to speak to the officers and soldiers of the Osa nuclear submarine. He solemnly spoke and ordered with a firm voice: "The devil has hit the ferry! You are the navy now." The only hope!"

"Gentlemen! Rest for two hours, and you are going to drive this familiar submarine northward! Remember! You are the only combat ship of our army in the northern waters! Only you can prove the Navy of Alan Hill It still exists!"

"Long live Ailan Hill!" All the officers and soldiers stood at attention and saluted, answering the general's order with their chins high.

"Thank you for your efforts! Ailan Hill will always remember you, remember those heroes who fought for them!" The general held his chin up, and met the military salutes of countless white-gloved officers and soldiers, and continued: " For the motherland! For your family! For yourself! Fight to the end!"

"Long live Ailan Hill!" Without putting down their arms, everyone continued to answer.

"Long live your Majesty Chris!" The general raised his arm and returned a solemn military salute.

"Long live your majesty!" Everyone shouted. On the dock, waves of high and high shouts shocked a seabird. The round-shaped Los Angeles-class nuclear submarine steadily stopped by the dock.