The Lake Belga Foundation's drones swarmed toward the southeastern coast like a swarm of bees...

But soon, the P·B personnel noticed that these Springblade drones were different from the ones P·B used.

It wasn't that their shape was different, but the flight effect was distinct...

Clearly, the opponent's Springblade drones were clumsy; their flight paths were very predictable, resembling launched arrows...

In contrast, P·B's Springblades were more intelligent, capable of autonomously selecting targets during swarm attacks without operators needing to perform intricate operations.

Obviously, in terms of drones, especially the intelligence level of the Springblade drones, P·B surpassed the technological capabilities that the Lake Belga Foundation could mobilize.

However, nearly a hundred 'arrows' carrying 8-kilogram warheads were intimidating enough!

Just as those Springblade drones approached 4 kilometers from the coastline, the Lion Camp's defense control company opened fire first...

10 large eight-wheeled air defense missile vehicles positioned 3 kilometers from the coastline, equipped with 8 Flying Leopard-10A air defense missiles and a six-barrel air defense cannon...

With a command from the Lion Camp's commander, they simultaneously released 40 Flying Leopard-10A short-range air defense missiles.

The missiles streaked from the ground to the sky, intercepting the enemy drones in flight...

"Boom boom boom..."

The series of explosions inflicted heavy losses on the closely spaced Springblade drones...

Just as the remaining dozen Springblades crossed the line of fire and approached the coastline, the Guard Camp carried 8 sets of United State Army's 'Centurion Systems', which unleashed their power...

The vehicle-mounted Phalanx spewed a brief tongue of fire, with 8 'Centurions' simultaneously unleashing crossfire to slaughter the remaining Springblades completely...

When the sky returned to calm, both sides momentarily fell into silence.

The opponent clearly wasn't experienced in this type of war, while it was also P·B's first time facing such heavy air defense pressure...

At this moment, it was evident that P·B's personnel had stronger stress resistance...

Just as the opponent was contemplating how to proceed, a large truck dragging a 40-foot container suddenly left the road on the west side of Gotland, stopping at a place resembling a rest area...

When a few gas station employees eating in the restaurant heard the noise and looked out the window, they were shocked to see the container at the back of the truck splitting open from the center, and the circular machinery on the truck's chassis rotating, with the container's section pointing southeast...

Just as the people in the restaurant curiously wanted to step out for a closer look, the split container simultaneously tilted at an angle...

"Swish, swish, swish..."

32 Flying Fish anti-ship missiles, each 5 meters long and 35 centimeters in diameter, were sequentially released...

In a blaze of orange fire, the Flying Fish missiles extended four trapezoidal stabilizing wings as they emerged from the container, quickly darting into the sky.

Then, when these Flying Fish missiles crossed Gotland using inertial guidance reached the southeastern sea area, their active radar turned on, and the missiles descended to about 10 meters above the sea surface, beginning their high-speed raid...

The radar on the Littoral Combat Ships was slightly more advanced; they spotted the Flying Fish missiles first...

A technician issued a terrified shout: "Anti-ship missiles, 32 of them, FUCK, 32..."

As the crew activated all missile defense systems while drawing crosses and praying for God's protection, the Flying Fish anti-ship missiles appeared to lose their target as they neared the ships 5 kilometers out...

Immediately after, the sea-skimming Flying Fish began independently searching for nearby targets...

"Boom boom boom..."

Of the 32 missiles, some were intercepted, while the remaining ones destroyed 13 rapidly sprinting general-purpose landing boats...

The effect of the Flying Fish missiles, intended to explode warships, on general-purpose landing vessels was devastating, with the explosion simultaneously igniting the remaining rocket fuel...

Huge balls of fire appeared on the sea surface...

No matter what people and equipment were on those general-purpose landing boats, they were certainly all finished now.

However, this wasn't the result that Joe Ga wanted...

Watching the village battle entering its closing phase, Joe Ga frowned as he gazed at the sky, muttering, "Radar has been interfered with, strategic support temps can't hold on, can they?"

.........

As Joe Ga spoke, the backup generator inside the dark base started, and all equipment lit up again...

A female technician suddenly stood up, shouting to Qing Shan, "It's a hacker attack; they've targeted the city grid and are likely attacking our servers now..."

The adverse effects of using civilian networks to counter NATO were manifesting now; restarting Qing Shan's backup systems required 30 minutes, meaning the air force would lack 30 minutes of preparation time...

At this moment, Qing Shan exhibited extreme composure; although the command systems were temporarily unusable, P·B's Talus communication consisted of a grid formed by frontline squads...

Although lacking the support of unmanned airships meant P·B lost the aerial scouting advantage, basic communication command and situational awareness capabilities remained intact.

However, without high-altitude view, the medium-sized drones carried by ground forces weakened in terms of reconnaissance range or data exchange ability.

Qing Shan picked up the Talus communicator...

"Ground forces stay put; air defense units turn on all radars to prevent surprise attacks..."

"Tech team, reclaim network control; the opponent doesn't know about our backup system, stall those people..."

As Qing Shan spoke, Cobra's voice echoed on the Talus channel...

"Leave the hackers to us. Deploy an unmanned airship and stop the Bully Squad's return; stay in the air to protect the airship..."

Qing Shan frowned and pressed the communicator, saying, "You? How do you plan to deal with the hackers..."

"That's a trade secret..."

..............

In the hangar, Cobra cut the communication, looking at Eric who wore the same cruise flight jacket and a group of young non-conformists. He walked up behind Eric, grabbed his neck, and said in a deep voice, "You know the consequences of losing, right?"

Saying this, Cobra noticed that the group of young people was not frantically typing like in the movies, and he frowned, saying, "If you guys..."

Eric impatiently shrugged off Cobra's big hand and said in a profound tone, "Bro, do you know how the strongest hackers work?"

Cobra frowned and said, "I don't know..."

At that moment, a girl with a nose ring suddenly stood up, holding her phone, shouting, "Got the admin password for the United States Army Air Force base..."

Eric winked at Cobra and waved his hand, shouting loudly, "Inject the virus program, paralyze their network..."

After saying this, Eric turned to look at Cobra, who was baffled, and said with a smile, "The strongest hackers can always quietly obtain admin privileges, and if necessary, can even cut off the opponent's internet line..."

As Eric spoke, a coastal air force base in Poland suddenly lost power...

Outside the base, at a construction site, a Central Asian worker jumped down from an excavator and rushed to the accident site for a look...

Several thick fiber optic cables and electric cables were cut...

Aaron's subordinate, Terror's second generation Lamar, nodded with satisfaction and handed a brown paper bag containing 50,000 euros to the Central Asian worker...

"Get out of Poland quickly..."

..............

In Rhineland-Palatinate, Germany, the old spy Garci sat at the bar of a lavish bar...

Watching a middle-aged man in United States Army uniform at the end of the bar, who was showing a dazed expression under the greeting of a blonde beauty, he smiled and took out his phone to dial out...

"The management system at Ramstein Base is paralyzed; I will have someone create some trouble to extend this time...

Thompson, how are things on your side?"

"Frist, Flies, and Rawi are in action; soon Latvia, Lithuania, and Estonia's coastal air force bases will lose internet and power...

Given their efficiency, we can buy at least 6 hours!

The most important thing now is England's aircraft carrier; can Chris handle it?"

Holding a phone in one hand and a wine glass in the other, Garci toasted to the American officer not far away, expressing envy for his luck tonight, then said with a smile, "The Royal England Navy theoretically swears allegiance to the Royal Family, and our boss has friends in the Royal Family...

Now it's not really at war, so it's easy for Chris to find a couple of 'drunk soldiers' on the Crown Prince..."

Saying this, Garci paused for a moment, then said, "I just got word, new F-22s and F-35s are being transferred at Ramstein Base...

This bunch has gone completely insane!

I can delay the airport's operations, but I can't keep it up indefinitely...

Can our boss really handle it?"

..............

"This is my job; I love my job..."

Joe Ga dismissed Dorian's request to retreat a distance; he looked at the village engaged in street combat, adjusted the HK416 in his hand, and said with a smile, "The enemy at sea is too busy to pay attention to me here...

If I don't do what I'm best at, I'm worried I might do something rash..."

Dorian sighed and said, "Boss, rushing in for street combat doesn't sound very rational..."

Saying this, Dorian moved to the back of a Talus trailer, opened the armor on both sides of the vehicle, and checked the heavy machine gun and Spearhead missile box on the vehicle...

After confirming there were no issues, Dorian summoned the Bionic Eagle, letting it hover at 50 meters to keep watch...

"Boss, I think my stomach hurts a bit, can you wait a few minutes for me..."

Joe Ga, watching Dorian try every trick to stall him, flipped him the bird and cursed, "Should I get you a massage or something?"

............

Qing Shan watched as familiar words appeared on the screen in front of him, and he let out a long sigh...

"System self-check, connect to Talus system extended command chain, activate electronic warfare system, dispatch electronic warfare drones...

Hold on, hold on..."

As Qing Shan spoke, still hovering above, Gao Qiu from the Bully Squad suddenly shouted, "Attention, there are 'Roarers' among the second batch of enemy planes...

Missiles are heading for the unmanned airship, we can't stop them..."