Chapter 1254： Disregard warning horror joke

Some blunt, but very eager English, let Rama Mujam, the commander-in-chief of the fleet, listen to his ears, and his brows are immediately wrinkled. He can hear the very obvious Korean accent in the speech of the speaker. This made him immediately think of Park Yantai's **** straw bag. And for the guy who had the dog that day, his heart is definitely not a good impression. And hate the house and Wu, he also hated all the Koreans.

However, although I hate these **** guys. But his brain is still awake. He knows that this time the arrogance is actually the least desirable behavior. Because everything in front of us is simply unknown. When you don't know who is in the upper hand, information becomes the most crucial determinant.

The voice from the radio was obviously the source of the decisive information, so even if the opinions were very big, Rama Mujam took the microphone and said calmly to the other party.

"I am Lieutenant General Rama Mujam. Sen, Supreme Commander of the Fleet. Do you have anything to say!"

"Sir, we are the pilots of the aviation squadron of the Busan aircraft carrier of the Indo-Korean Joint Fleet. We report to you, please turn around immediately, don't move on. You are in front of the abyss. If you go on like this, you will be the whole army. Overwhelmed!"

The sound from the radio was hoarse and intermittent, but the overall meaning was clear enough. It was only after hearing this, Rama Mujam changed his face and said to them indefinitely.

"Abyss? What abyss? Your sir? Let the friend of Park Yantai talk to me!"

For the warnings at the moment, Rama Muqam could not believe its authenticity. In his view, this should be the slow-moving plan used by Park Yantai's idiot. He wants to use this stupid lie to delay his actions and get him enough time. In other words, this **** doesn't even want to leave him with a soup.

This is naturally impossible for Rama Mujam to accept, so he did not listen to the warnings of these guys. The fleet is still swaying by the wind, or by the waves of Tao Tao, and their actions have not changed at all.

There was no change in the direction of the Indian aircraft carrier formation. The pilots who claimed to be the Busan squadron were all sorrowful. On the radio, you can clearly hear the Korean words that are constantly arguing and arguing. Although I can't understand what they mean, Rama Mujam can still guess. It’s nothing more than cursing yourself with a pattern.

Seriously, if these pilots are their own, then he will let them know what the stern's majesty is. It is not a small crime to despise the superiors in the military, but it is a big deal for Indians with a clear hierarchy. Small, nature is no longer. Big, but it can be human life.

Because these people are under the hands of Park Yantai, he naturally cannot do anything to them. But this does not prevent him from counting all of this on Park Yantai. There is already an account between him and Park Yantai, so he does not mind adding some interest on this account.

The Korean pilot’s dispute soon ended. They have formed a unified calibre, and this has made Rama Mujam soon hear such a statement.

"Sorry, Lord Commander. Our fleet commander, Park Yan Tai, is dead! So, I am afraid we can't let him talk to you again."

The first time he heard this, Rama Mujam’s first reaction was to look down at his watch. The calendar on the watch shows very clearly that today is not April Fool's Day. Therefore, these pilots should not be joking about him. Just, are these words like no jokes?

Although Park Yantai is a straw bag, the strength under his hand is real. That is the Seventh Fleet, the strongest overseas fleet of Americans. All the equipment is not the best, but it is also top notch. It can be said that just let this fleet be placed there, you can let some small countries feel sorrowful. Now, you actually told him that the commander of such a fleet died under heavy protection? This is not a joke. What is it?

Rama Muqam, who was incredibly unbelievable or could not believe at all, was shocked by the ability to lose speech. And until he was silent for a while, after clearing his own thoughts. He barely opened his mouth.

"Damn, you are not kidding me. You know, spreading this kind of news will disturb the military. If I find that you are lying, then you must go to the military court."

Half is a threat and half is exhortation. Rama Muqam only wants to know the real answer. He thought that these pilots would hesitate to answer themselves, but they did not hesitate at all.

"Sir, I am not joking with you again. Our commander, Park Yantai, is indeed a sacrifice. Not only him, the entire Korean fleet is finished, we are the last survivors, because we were in the sky. But we can't Always in the sky, so we want to seek shelter from you. Sixteen f/a-18 fighters are requested to land on your ship."

The request from the pilot was temporarily ignored by Rama Mujam, because at this time he was already scared by the information revealed by the pilot.

The Seventh Fleet was completely annihilated, and such a message was even more surprising than the detonation of a nuclear bomb by his side. You know, that is the Washington, the Nimitz-class aircraft carrier that Americans are proud of. Such huge tonnage and advanced equipment are definitely the world's top fighting bastions. To say an exaggeration, even if a nuclear bomb explodes around it, as long as the equivalent does not exceed a certain limit, it may not be able to directly sink the aircraft carrier.

This is a weapon that any maritime soldier will dream of, even Rama Mujam. And now some people have told him that this famous Washington number has been annihilated with more than a dozen warships guarding it. One does not stay. This makes him believe that this will be true!

Rama Mujam is still hesitant to believe what these pilots are saying, and has not waited for him to give an exact answer. A new sound is inserted.

It was a frightening call, a desperate mourning at the end of danger. Rama Mujam heard it clearly, it was his confidant, the voice of the captain of a Shivalik frigate. He is now reporting on the radio station and Rama Mujam.

"Sir, we met the waterfall. Repeat, sir, we met the waterfall. Damn, we have no time to retreat, and our motivation is simply not able to ask these **** ocean currents. Bastard, I don't want to go, no, no, no"

Desperate screams, and then the sound of running water that has never been heard, the tremor of the tremor is like the one coming from the abyss, and in the constant resurgence, the horror of stunned warfare.

It is impacting Rama Mujam's eardrum and is also impacting the heart he thinks is hard. When he first heard the words of his subordinates, he thought that this was a good joke. Because in any case, the appearance of a waterfall above the sea is really a bit unrealistic.

Then it should not be something that will appear at sea, it is a joke that only appears in the most idiotic jokes of April Fool's Day. Rama Mujam is right to think like this. But now he found out that he is the most ridiculous idiot. Because the facts are in front of him, he just has been reluctant to believe it. Now, this stubbornness and ignorance have already paid him a price. He lost his confidant and lost an important warship. More crucially, he brought himself into danger.

The Shivalik frigate is the first echelon of his aircraft carrier formation and his pioneer. Although it is a pioneer, the distance between them is not far away. After all, the task of the frigate is to protect the core aircraft carrier. If it is too far away, it is not so easy to make the first and the last response. They probably only stayed less than five nautical miles away. This distance has been criticized by Rama Mujam in the past. He thinks this distance is too far. Now, he can't help but cursing in his heart, why the distance between them can't be farther.

Five nautical miles, only five nautical miles from that huge waterfall, this distance is too dangerous for the slow-moving, tonnage aircraft space. Therefore, at this time, he also refused to accept other things, but directly yelled at the radio station.

"Everyone, give me a U-turn right away. Don't worry about the loss, the full power gives me the power to work, let us leave this ghost place immediately!"

The call that the radio just sent was public, so all the crew knew that there was something waiting for them in front of them. Even if they didn't know, this time, through the broadcast, the helpless voices, mournings, and deafening splashes of the first echelon frigates were already telling them clearly enough. The truth.

No one will live with his own life, no one will think of burying himself in this densely foggy sea. They only want to escape, and they have made great efforts for this purpose. This is reflected in the outside, that is, the huge body of the Vikramatia is like a giant with a legged leg. Even rolling his body and turning his body, he almost fled to the back.

This is of course not an easy task. The huge waves and ocean currents are narrowly wrapped around these warships, making it impossible for them to easily do what they want. However, the power of mankind is endless. In the screams of one friend after another, the crew of the Vikramati broke out with amazing potential under the pressure of fear and desire for survival. They led the lame giant. Let it get rid of all the restraints in the most unlikely circumstances and force it out of this thick fog.

At this time, they suddenly discovered that the friendly forces around them have disappeared. They are already buried in the sea, but they are powerless. Lucky is still sad, no one can say clearly.