King Of War: Starting with Arms Dealer

Chapter 1941 - 1611: Overloading the Warships

King Of War: Starting with Arms Dealer

Chapter 1941 - 1611: Overloading the Warships

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When the second wave of twenty-five NATO fighter jets took off from Poland and entered the Baltic Sea, two trailing F-16C/Ds suddenly broke off from the formation and headed toward the Gotland conflict zone...

They launched two missiles, shooting down the drone that had just entered the airspace over Gotland.

Afterward, the F-16s began a dive, releasing GPS-guided aerial bombs from the underbelly.

The GPS coordinates had been pre-set at launch. However, soon angry curses were heard over the radio...

Nobody expected that when NATO deployed the Roarers to use electronic warfare to cover the second wave of aircraft and seize air superiority, the P.B. forces still had the capability to counterattack.

The hastily assembled command center, completed within six days, demonstrated strong electronic countermeasures. Although the P.B. fighter jets in the nearby airspace experienced radar and electronic system interference, making it temporarily impossible to lock onto targets...

Nonetheless, the P.B. forces weren't idle. Their airborne electronic warfare drones may have had less power than the Roarers, but their ground stations managed to disrupt GPS signals on a broad scale.

At this moment, all GPS signals within a 70-kilometer radius centered on the small Swedish town of Oscar were misaligned.

Moreover, the strategic support team led by Qing Shan not only maintained command communication links but also launched a counterattack...

The Baltic airspace was suddenly filled with a multitude of radar signals from fighter jets, leaving the pilots of the second wave of aircraft bewildered...

In such a situation, engaging in combat was impossible...

As both sides continued their aerial skirmish, four heavy aerial bombs exploded...

Unfortunately, their point of impact was in the sea. Due to GPS interference, the air force faced serious navigational issues, affecting the bombing accuracy as well.

Four American-made MK84 bombs destroyed a section of underwater reef, creating water columns tens of meters high...

"The bombs ended up in the sea. Are you guys idiots or what..."

When the Polish F-16 pilots were about to respond, alarms went off in their cockpits.

The pilots nervously looked around, but the heavy nighttime rain impeded their visibility. However, the pilots who dared to accept tasks from the Lake Belga Foundation had some courage and skills...

Jettisoning the bombs made the aircraft lighter and more agile. Without hesitation, the two F-16s began a diving acceleration with sharp evasive maneuvers, trying to use their radar to locate the enemy.

Soon, however, they realized something was off: the GPS on their fighters malfunctioned, and they lost their bearings in the darkness.

This situation was extremely dangerous, and both pilots almost simultaneously began to ascend to a safer altitude...

But just as they were climbing, two low-flying Dragon Jets suddenly appeared in the combat zone, swiftly ascending and catching them at close range.

Without any fancy maneuvers, the moment they locked onto their targets, both Dragon Jets opened fire, with machine gun flames striking the F-16s, causing them to malfunction.

The two damaged F-16s, unwilling to concede, attempted to accelerate and escape. However, just then, the erratic radar fire control system of the Dragon Jets suddenly returned to normal...

The captain of the South Sea Dragon King Squadron, Storm, and his wingman, Thunder, quickly achieved lock-on and fired missiles...

Two short-range combat missiles struck the fleeing F-16s...

The explosions in the darkness illuminated the area as the two Dragon Jets flew through the flames. After a rapid ascent, they began a dive...

Two anti-ship missiles detached from the aircraft during the dive, targeting the amphibious assault ship positioned 8 kilometers southeast of Gotland...

Immediately afterward, the Dragon Jets exited the battlefield before being locked on by the Sea Sparrows from the Littoral Combat Ship...

As the fighters withdrew, the pilots saw the sea light up with the production of Flame Whips by close-in weapon systems and a series of missile exhaust trails...

The two anti-ship missiles failed to strike, intercepted in the air...

"Command center, this is Dragon King Squadron Storm requesting to leave the combat airspace and return to replenish anti-ship weapons...

The enemy's air defense and missile defense capabilities are strong. To attack them, we need stronger anti-ship weapons or a larger-scale assault."

Qing Shan at the command center watched the large screen in front of him and said in a deep voice, "We simply don't have time to prepare suitable anti-ship missiles...

Everyone, head to the southeastern sea area for confrontation...

We've received complaints from Sweden that the large-scale GPS interference will stop in two minutes, and in exchange, the Roarers will also withdraw from the combat airspace.

Stay sharp and fend off the second wave of enemy attacks..."

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As the wide-scale interference disappeared, the fighters began to return to conventional confrontation, while the battles along the southeast coast of Gotland were escalating...

Both sides launched a large number of drones...

On the western road of Gotland, another truck stopped by the roadside, launching thirty-two Exocet anti-ship missiles towards the southeast...

Joe Ga was not prepared for that kind of penetration weapon, but he had prepared six trucks for those anti-ship missiles.

These anti-ship missiles were originally intended for those general landing boats, but under present circumstances, the plan was to use drones in coordination with anti-ship missiles to overload the opponent's air defense and missile defense systems...

However, the opponent clearly showed no signs of weakness, as the HIMARS rocket artillery on the amphibious assault ship opened fire...

Their target was the previously exposed frontline air defense vehicle positions...

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At the same time, the drones released by the Littoral Combat Ship and the landing craft at sea had already approached the coast...

At this point, the Flying Fish missiles and the drones released by P.B also arrived...

Both sides started their anti-missile operations as if they had rehearsed...

On the P.B side, the frontline air defense team, which had already relocated, released all of their air defense missiles, followed by the vehicles with six-barrel machine guns opening fire, cooperating with the 'Centurion System' to intercept stray missiles and drones.

The Iron Dome and the Phalanx on the Amphibious Assault Ship, together with the air defense anti-missile systems on the Littoral Combat Ship, completely blocked the space over the sea.

The Flying Fish anti-ship missiles are a bit outdated, lacking terminal maneuverability, making their flight trajectories too easy to predict...

The Flying Fish, designed and manufactured by France, is a missile that can fly at subsonic speeds skimming the sea, a superweapon that could threaten aircraft carriers in the seventies and eighties.

England lost a destroyer to a single Flying Fish missile deployed by Argentina in the Falklands War, and rumors say the British Aircraft Carrier was also damaged...

At that time, Argentina only had 6 Flying Fish missiles in total, whereas Joe Ga had released 64 since the start of the battle, yet none have penetrated the opponent's defenses.

However, now the landing craft had approached the shore, and the three large ships with very limited support capabilities were placed in secondary positions by the P.B soldiers responsible for blocking...

The air defense firepower of both sides formed a terrible zone of explosion, dense explosions illuminated the sea, lighting up those universal landing craft...

Inside an old WWII-style universal landing craft, dozens of Indian soldiers clustered around an amphibious combat vehicle...

The cold rain slapped the faces of these Indian soldiers, and the occasional bursts from explosions exposed the fear on their faces.

An Indian officer with a small mustache, trembling with clenched teeth, huddled under the wheels of the amphibious vehicle, screaming in terror at every explosion.

Strictly speaking, it's not limited to these Indian soldiers; currently, no army in the world has undergone such an intense naval landing warfare, nor experienced such a level of tactical firepower confrontation.

In merely a few hours, both sides had expended an entire year's military budget of a medium-sized country!

A dark-skinned middle-aged Indian soldier wiped the rain and seawater off his face, gazing intently at the vaguely visible coastline before hammering the vehicle's door with his gunstock, drawing everyone's attention, shouting loudly: "Fear won't help, our task is to seize the beachhead and establish cover...

When the ship stops, everyone follows me; whether we survive depends on how fast we run..."

As those terrified soldiers were trying to encourage one another, the landing craft suddenly jerked, and its front door suddenly dropped...

The middle-aged soldier paused for a moment, then waved his hand, angrily yelling for everyone to follow...

The amphibious combat vehicle started, charging forward several meters, only then did everyone realize their officer was under the wheels...

By now, there was no time to check that unlucky officer whose chest was crushed; as the vehicle engine roared, all soldiers roared along, charging out of the landing craft...

However, as the second soldier stepped onto the beach, he witnessed a terrifying scene...

Not even 500 meters from the coastline, a fearsome firepower line appeared along the coastal road...

Large-caliber bullets, like fiery whips, strafed over as the fronts of ten plus landing crafts opened.

The brave middle-aged Indian soldier barely ran ten meters before a bullet severed his left hand.

This middle-aged soldier turned back to pick up his hand and continued forward, only to be cut in two by another bullet...

There was no screaming nor howls of agony, the fallen middle-aged soldier helplessly stared at his comrades while his journey in the underworld grew lively...

A Javelin missile hit the combat vehicle that had just dashed off the landing craft...

The striking hit made the vehicle tremble, the surrounding soldiers clutched their ears in agony, sitting waist-deep in seawater, as thick black smoke poured from the shooting ports...

While those soldiers struggled to rise to avoid drowning in the waist-deep seawater, a series of terrifying whistling sounds appeared in the sky...

"Boom boom boom boom..."

The vehicle-mounted mortars, preset with strike positions under the guidance of the frontline special forces, precisely released 150 rounds of large-caliber mortar shells towards the coastline...

The airburst shells caused devastating damage to the living targets within the open landing craft interiors!

As facts proved, without ample aerial cover, sea landings are a near-death mission!

Hundreds of soldiers were like wheat being harvested, the remaining troops cried as they tossed their weapons, scrambling towards the sea to avoid the fearsome heavy machine gunfire...

Massacre!

As more landing crafts hit the shore, the massacre continued...

At this critical moment, the vertical launch tubes on two Arctic Sea Combat Ships suddenly opened...

12 Hellfire Missiles were released...

This time, P.B's interception had little effect; 9 Hellfire strikes hit targets, causing a significant shutdown in coastal defenses...

Lying on the reef, Monkey rubbed his cold forehead, glanced back at the 9 destroyed Talus transport vehicles, then shouted: "Warrior Camp, send reinforcements...

Guard Camp, we need more drones and anti-ship missiles...

The opponent's anti-missile capability has its limits, blast them, blast them..."

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