112 Clashes with the Gras Vulcus Imperial Navy 2

Over the southern waters of the continent of Rodenius

Gras Vulcan Empire 2nd Advance Fleet Affiliated Naval Air Force Interceptor

The sun sets, and gradually the sky loses light.

Kla Darkyamy, a member of Naval Air Force 5th Flight Platoon, had a slight anxiety.

I am not anxious about the absolute performance of the Empire's proud Antares-type onboard fighters.

But...

"Isn't it night to return?

Departure at night is too dangerous.

I hope the aircraft carrier turns on the light firmly, but there's no reason to do anything dangerous to make yourself stand out in battle.

It would also be forbidden to illuminate the aircraft carrier with lights.

Everyone should be aware...... but no one complains.

"Let's just clean up and go home before the ocean is engulfed in pitch-black darkness"

The solitaire leaked.

Looking nearby, a large formation of Antares-type onboard fighters from the strongest Imperial Navy Air Force flies. Fifty-one of them.

Enemy attackers are probably between 50 and 80.

At the operational meeting before the launch, I was taught the content that enemy technology may be progressing better than in our country.

"Hung, it won't be a big deal anyway"

He remembers right after his metastasis.

At the first operational meeting, the enemy manipulated the dragon, was utterly unknown and was also instructed to be very careful, pointing out the possibility that a sharp swirl was possible because of the organism.

When it came to fighting Rayford, the enemy dragon was instructed to be very careful because there was information that the speed and swirling performance were significantly higher than before.

In the clash with Moo, he was briefed to be careful because it is a battle with the higher powers and may perform differently than prior information, and in the clash with the Holy Militia Empire, he is the upper powers of the forces and enemy fighters do not use propellers.

I've even been briefed on the possibility of mausoleum piloting our fighters.

But none of that was the enemy of this antares-type onboard fighter, and the only thing to be aware of was a magical aircraft without propellers called "heavenly floats" of the Holy Militian Empire.

Even its "heavenly floats" did not extend far from antares-type onboard fighters in terms of performance.

of Hundred Wars Smelting. They are convinced of a must-win from previous rules of thumb.

At the operational meeting, the report of the total annihilation of the second advance fleet is laid low, only some air crew members and those who were watching the luminescent signals know it, and confidentiality is also imposed on that crew member.

Accurate information did not reach the end, and the battlefield leaned toward tragedy.

"Hmm??

Kla Darkyamy feels a slight anomaly in the plane.

"Isn't the engine noise crazy?

Bong!!!

The fuselage shakes violently, and the smoke rises violently from the engine.

To the rear of the fuselage, the smoke from the engine caught its tail.

Engine sounds become intense and output drops.

"Ko...... faulty!? I'm not kidding, in these waters!!!

It could be life-threatening if you are untimely in battle waters, but also at sea before you are engulfed in darkness.

Behind what Yammy feels, he starts to lag behind from the platoon.

Output has declined and even maintaining altitude has become more difficult.

Altitude decreases.

S5D1, there's a fire coming out of the engine.

Instructions are given from the attack captain to his name.

I have confidence in adjacent battles. I wanted to fight for the Empire and rule the victory, but going on like this would be your luggage.

I regret it, but I have to obey orders.

"Damn!! Will he tell you he hates you again?"

Competitors competing for the number of shots down. The face of a guy tangling himself on something comes to mind.

but there's nothing I can do about it in a malfunction.

Copy that.

Look up at the formation.

The altitude difference seems to be considerable.

Cla Darkyamy's Antares-type ship fighters were exhausted by repeated heavy fighting.

"Better than this, I vote back... Huh?

The moment I tried to reply as I looked up at the formation, the friendly aircraft that was at the front blew up.

Shortly after surprise, twelve consecutive Friends aircraft explode.

White shockwaves spread radially from the point of explosion, immediately surrounded by smoke and flames.

'Become... what!! Where did you get that attack from?!

A radio that doesn't know which machine emitted it picks up a scream.

Further on, twelve planes follow.

Formation begins to disturb, but in a few more seconds a tragedy strikes the formation.

Continuously landing enemy attacks mercilessly without even giving you time to think...... mechanically destroy a friendly aircraft.

In just about twenty seconds, more than half of the interceptors descend from the sky into flame-wrapped iron scraps.

The captain's plane was also shot down in the first blow, and the radio was mixed up by those who panicked, and they don't know what they're talking about.

"What's the offense now!! I didn't see you!!! Where's the enemy plane??

The fuselage is faulty while exposed to what can be described as fierce enemy attacks.

Kra Darkyamy looks out into the sky, but he couldn't see the enemy aircraft.

"You've attacked me from an invisible distance!!

The enemy has a tremendous weapon.

If you are attacked from an invisible distance, there is nothing you can do about it, no matter how many Antares onboard fighters had excellent mobility.

"How the hell... ah... THAT HAS!!!

In the sky ahead, I can see the light slightly.

The aircraft, which looked like a dot, stuffed the distance in an instant and fired something that drew the tail of light from the wing tip. Light bullets reorient, pierce and explode toward a swirling friendly aircraft, as if it were of its own volition.

Just one hit will blow up an interpersonal, anti-fuel, bulletproof version of the planted aircraft.

"How powerful!!

I don't think it's very anti-aircraft.

Two flames had emerged from the rear of the enemy aircraft shaped like a

Overwhelming... "It" rises at a rate I've never seen before.

My buddies were also trying to swirl up to catch up, but the dimensions of the fuselage performance itself were different and I hadn't caught up at all.

It quickly disappeared into the sky.

I guess the enemy has been swirling. He immediately shows up, fires a light bullet, and more and more friendly planes become chunks of flame.

The merciless attacks continued, as if to prune a chance to escape to pieces.

"What?? That guy haha!!!

'Too fast!! I can't catch up at all!!

"Attack is coming after us!! Avoidable...... Gaga Gaga '

The speed is too different.

"Ah... you know... how can you win like that!!

Kra Darkyamy remembers a fear he has never had.

The flourishing Gras Vulcus Imperial Naval Air Force...... Hundred battles smelled, ever-winning undefeated was the norm.

There was no way to take a pull in the previous world, in Jugud, or now in the world.

Colleagues who studied, worked out their bodies and trained in piloting with the thought of dying in training school together...... Before we left, the senior pilot we were talking about...

"Looks like my daughter was born yesterday. I look forward to sneaking around when I get home."

He said.

The veteran boss.

"After this Japanese crusade, I want to retire and relax with my wife"

and…….

As if to trample all thoughts...... mechanical death that comes just to say that the strength you guys have built up so far is pointless.

There was a difference there between the Moo Nation's Duplexes and more than the Empire's fighters.

It's not a matter of degree.

It is an overwhelming… difference in technical skills that cannot be filled.

"Shh... he was dead. Like!!

Fear rushes all over your body.

He turned his neck in the direction of the fleet.

A glimmer of smoke caught its tail in the blue sea.

Fifty-one Naval Air Force Interceptors belonging to the 1st Advance Fleet of the Gra Vulcan Empire were completely destroyed in the waters of about 100 km east of the fleet, fighting 12 Japanese Air Defense Forces F-15J fighters, with the exception of one that failed.

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Kingdom of Nahanat Aviation SDF Aviation Control Center

"Eliminate enemy interceptors, 50 out of 51, zero loss"

Commander Yagami receives a report from a correspondent.

"What's the other one?

"There was smoke coming out of the engine. Engine trouble prevented him from attacking because he was flying in the direction of the enemy fleet and could not be a threat to the attacking squad (BP-3C)."

"Okay, got it."

Soon, the enemy fleet will be within range of BP-3C.

"Well, as soon as we're in range, we'll launch each aircraft attack.

Return to each base after the attack, and immediately supply and stand by.

The reconnaissance aircraft (RF-4E) is on its way, right?

"Yes, we are currently 100 km rear of BP-3C"

All right, reconnaissance aircraft (RF-4E), confirm your results and report back to us.

Copy that.

The battlefield keeps moving.

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Gras Vulcus, Imperial United Fleet, 1st Advance Flagship, Balsar.

A giant ship with a total length of 215.8 m and a maximum width of 28.96 m goes to sea.

An engine with an output of 80,000 horsepower lightly moves the giant and triggers mighty seawater.

Four 41cm 45-calibre combined guns boasting a large shelling power proudly point to the horizon.

It would not exist, except for the Gras Vulcan Empire Battleship, such as a ship capable of withstanding its shelling.

On the bridge of a giant ship, one of the Empire Three generals, Empress Milekenes, was staring at the horizon with a restless look.

"If you have any information about the enemy, report it without divulging it."

It should be time for the interceptors to match enemy attack teams.

The formation of enemy assault squads is completely unknown, and we don't even know to what extent fighters are mixed.

More importantly, because the numbers were unknown and everything unknown, highly skilled assault teams were sent to intercept.

"Do you want to shoot a little?"

The staff member standing beside him, Dernsha, spoke with plenty of room.

"A little... you think?

"Yes, as soon as we found out there was an assault squad coming on the radar, their attacks were the same as half prevented. Attackers or lightning strikers are blunt-footed compared to fighters.

This will be the same truth no matter how technology progresses.

Naturally, there will be escort fighters, but all these interceptors will be putting in many times more fighters, than their fighters.

No matter how good electronic technology is, this power ratio is unshakable… "

"Sounds reasonable, but..."

"But??

Milekenes whispers to his trusted staff member, Dernsha, to avoid being enlightened by other men.

"My instincts are appealing to me to run away from this watershed with all my might.

I have a bad feeling. "

"Well, it's unusual for Mr. Milekenes to say something that doesn't make sense.

Is that an intuition? "

"Yes, I have a hopeless feeling I can't help it. I still want to throw out my duties and get away with it.

Delnsha, don't tell anyone else. "

"Of course it is. I think I have dropped at least quite a few in this interception...... the Japanese army is a wary opponent, but the worst assumption of Naval Headquarters is no longer SF.

Exactly. There can't be a worst assumption. "

Slightly...... the radio picked up the audio.

"Hmm? I picked up the radio!!

A radio that I didn't hear at all from earlier picks up the sound.

"Connect to speaker!!

A correspondent connected to the speaker so that the sound of the radio could flow to the bridge.

"… et al., S5D1, … is… annihilated, … returns, welcomes… the squad is all….

Enemy… Fleets… Attack, … Ten, … Gaga Gaga '

A slight audio echoed on the bridge.

"Damn this!!

The captain shouts a surprise.

"Ba... silly..."

Staff Sgt. Delnsha raised a desperate voice.

Tension runs on the bridge.

Empress Milekenes gives instructions immediately.

"Interceptors could be wiped out!! Enemy coming, prepare for anti-aircraft combat!!

"Anti-Air Combat YOY!!!

A buzzer buzzes aboard the ship and soldiers rush around.

Although a combat placement had already been made, the situation in which an immediate attack was expected accelerated the tension among the soldiers.

"Lord Kandal, an enemy attack is expected. Only the final defense of the guided bomb."

"Roger that. I'll take care of the final defense of enemy guided munitions!!

Kandal also worked independently with the crew of each ship to prepare the guided missile deception device.

"Many flying objects from Airwolf to Fleet Command, 30 km east of the fleet and sea level sleuths.

Intercept than this!!

Air Wolf units, well-eyed crew members who were alert to the low altitudes of the East, miraculously sighted anti-ship guided munitions from above.

About four of them fly at super high speeds, crawling on the surface of the sea.

Fifteen Airwolf squadrons.

"That's fast...... but in time!!!

Rocket-like flying bodies head for the fleet at speeds far above their own.

They started a steep descent.

Turn the throttle fully open and start the steep descent.

An unpleasant synthetic sound interwoven with engine and wind cuts sounded on the plane.

I glanced at the aimer and showed the greatest concentration in his life.

"Flying body is fast!! Chance is only one blow!! Make sure you drop it. Yikes!!

Da-da-da-da!! Da-da-da-da!!!

A series of machine guns were ejected from fifteen Antares-type onboard fighters.

Artillery shells fired from as many as 15 fighters at superfast and continuous speeds. Occasionally mixed tracer bombs dye the sky and weave fantastic landscapes.

Fast bullets rolled out at an initial speed of 750 m/s (2700 km/h).

A 20mm machine gun made by the Gras Vulcus Empire, with 520 rounds of continuous firing performance per minute, roared.

Approximately twelve seconds, in just twelve seconds, he shoots up 100 portable rounds and 200 at two gates.

Two hundred and fifteen guns each were fired towards the flying bodies.

The machine shells landed continuously on the surface of the sea, causing an explosion.

Sea water is thrown over the sky and many blisters rise.

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flagship Balsar Bridge

At about 30 km forward, an Airwolf squad that was on a direct cover fires a fierce machine gun storm.

Storm of light clearly visible from the bridge as well.

"How's it going!! I want to!!!

Sudden attack of a guided bomb.

Staff Dernsha learns to fear the attack of an enemy that comes above all assumptions.

"Report from Friends Fighter!! No hit bullets!!

A chill ran on my spine.

A fierce anti-aircraft fire is fired from a forward destroyer close to horizontal fire.

Each ship immediately began firing anti-aircraft guns.

"Enemy rocket up!!!

Each ship's attack faces upwards and the rain of light goes towards the sky.

"Why not!!!!

Someone screamed.

One of the rocket rounds that went up into the sky took an orbit that drew parabolas and redirected it to the cruiser Bernante as if it were aimed at prey.

"Cruiser Bernante, Chaff and Flare (Deceptive Device) eject!!!

A large number of light bullets emerge from the cruiser.

A fierce number of heat sources were ejected, as if to pull them as far away from the ship as possible.

Altogether, fog containing aluminum metal pieces covers the ship.

Around the ship, the light emitted by the heat source is reflected on the aluminum pieces, wrapping around the aura of light.

"How's it going!! This is the answer given by Advanced Technology Labs!!

Flare for heat source induction.

Chaff for radio induction.

Both should work… Kandal, a first-level technologist at the Advanced Technology Laboratory, saw the cruiser Bernante with absolute confidence.

The type 93 air-to-ship guided missile (ASM-2) released from the maritime militia BP-3C, the infrared image guides employed for the end-of-life guides, were not deceived by chaff or flare, and landed precisely at 1150 km/h on the cruiser Bernante.

If it were a preliminary induction system, the Imperial Deception Device could have been effective.

Infrared image induction… Japanese technology was far beyond the imagination of the Gras Barcus Empire.

A fierce flaming sphere emerges at sea, illuminating the sea that is about to darken...... heaven.

The flaming sphere was powerful enough to envelop the entire ship, and the explosion sounded slightly delayed enough to cover his ears.

"Ahhh!!

"Cruiser Bernante, Destroyer Ballister, Battleship Pete and Licata Bullet!!

Inorganic reports echo the bridge.

No chaff or flare (deception device) fooled him, and the enemy bullet landed precisely.

"Nah... why!! Why is that? Are you being guided by magic?

The field of magic is untapped. Kandal came to the possibility that the Japanese guiding bomb was magically guiding him, and stood flaunted by his loss of power.

At the end of his sight was a burning cruiser.

"The cruiser Bernante and destroyer Ballister cannot be contacted while the damage is currently being confirmed."

The smoke at the landing point gradually cleared.

"Destroyer Ballister sinks, cruiser Bernante wrecks, battle unsustainable"

Turns out there's no way to prevent the enemy from attacking.

I just need to be targeted and keep getting shot.

I don't know what to do, just the Empress Milekenes stands up.

At that time, the radar temporarily recovered.

On the screen the watchman glances at, the immediate fleet is filled with light points.

"Radar recovery, many enemy rocket attacks flying in!! Distance 30 km, number… more than 250"

"... for God's sake"

An enemy attack that surpasses the number of the first advance fleet led by Milekenes.

I was going to try it in an overwhelming amount. But the enemy has struck a bullet in a hundred bullets in a high-powered, high-powered way that would even devastate a cruiser with one bullet, above the fleet count.

Silent despair spreads over the bridge.