Chapter 339 Triumph
Rear Admiral Alan West, aboard the USS Excellence, left CIC in the last half minute.
As the fleet commander, there is nothing he needs to do under the current situation.
At the moment when he saw three Chinese fighter jets rushing towards the fleet, the major general's mind almost went blank.
What appeared in front of my eyes were the menacing figures of two A4 Skyhawk attack aircraft.
This made him suddenly have a vision of returning to the frigate Enthusiasm 15 years ago.
What's even more outrageous is that the plane that flew over the aircraft carrier actually dropped two auxiliary fuel tanks into the sea when it left...
This is basically equivalent to riding on the face and taunting directly.
But he had no choice.
Everybody is numb.
After a few breaths, West finally recovered from his sluggishness.
Fortunately, compared to the ground staff scattered on the deck, the major general standing motionless outside really has the demeanor of a big boss who remains unchanged despite the collapse of the mountain.
He just hopes that this matter will not have a big impact on public opinion. Otherwise, if he does not go further in the future, he may not even be able to keep his current position.
Just as this thought came to his mind, he caught sight of the royal cruise ship about 1 kilometer away from the corner of his eye...
Although the major general has not been there personally, he knows that there must be many good journalists up there if he thinks about it.
He felt he had to do something.
After returning to the CIC, West glanced at Colonel Dennis, who was also pale, and Lieutenant General Boise, who didn't show much, but also lowered his head and remained silent.
To be fair, based on the tactical proficiency and technical capabilities displayed by the opponent's six aircraft, on the premise that they could not fire, even if the two Sea Harriers used for verification and evacuation had not been sent out, nothing would have happened. Variety.
The key to the problem is that we are not mentally prepared for this and underestimate the enemy. Second, the aircraft carrier is at its weakest moment when the four returning carrier-based aircraft are landing.
Thinking of this, the major general couldn't help but feel a little sad.
The other party did not use radar during the whole process, and by extremely coincidence, they caught the critical moment when our own fleet was recovering the aircraft and the deck was in the most chaos.
It can only be said that even God is not on the side of the Royal Navy this time.
However, this does not stop him from planning to use some spring and autumn techniques in the report to shift part of the responsibility, preferably the main responsibility, to Boise.
As for what offended the future First Sea Lord…
It's so funny that I don't have time to think about the future, let alone the fact that I may not be able to handle it right now.
After such an incident, whether Boise can still be the First Sea Lord is a question.
If you offend, you will be offended.
The key to the problem now is that he needs to win the support of another key figure, Captain Dennis.
Furthermore, try your best to save some face of the Royal Navy.
After calming down a little, West took over the command of CIC again.
Although his heartbeat and blood pressure are now racing, he must appear calm and indifferent.
“Let each ship in the fleet report on the air defense situation just now.”
In this kind of confrontation, where there is no misfire, there is actually no predetermined outcome. The main thing is to fight in the end to see who can't hold back.
Because if the attacker really insists on flying over your fleet, they will be able to rush in after all.
It's just that if you are under the lock of anti-aircraft fire throughout the whole process, doing this is completely self-defeating.
So the first thing the Major General thought of was to see if any ship in the fleet had completed the lock before the opponent broke through.
As long as the radar information map of the locked state is released, the other party will be embarrassed.
However, there was still confusion over fleet radio.
Most of the young commanders of the destroyers and frigates had not experienced the 1982 war, and many were panicked when faced with such a scene.
And the sea javelin on the Type 42 destroyer is unable to respond to such a close target.
After a few seconds, the major general finally received the first decent answer.
From the captain of the Somerset, Dortham Slater. He said that the 910 guidance radar equipped with the Seawolf air defense missile was never able to lock the target. It barely completed tracking until the opponent was almost close to visual distance. However, due to the obstruction of other ships and the influence of sea clutter and electromagnetic interference, the signal was very weak. Unstable and will unlatch after a few seconds.
So he switched to the manually controlled TV channel at the last moment. Although it was too late to complete the optical tracking, he was able to capture the opponent's back in the aiming frame as he left gracefully.
The captains of several other ships did not even have time to make such a response, and almost watched the scene where their own aircraft carrier was almost ejected.
West let out a long sigh and sat down on the chair a little slumped.
When you are tired, destroy it.
Fifteen years have passed, and the situation of the Royal Navy seems to be no different from what it was then...
Capturing the opponent's back, let alone not being able to lock it at all, even if it is locked, it can only be regarded as "post-action air defense" at best -
Others' attack has been completed, and our side will suffer a loss of blood no matter what.
“Notify Captain Slater and ask him to save the relevant video and image data.”
In any case, something is better than nothing.
In the Royal Cruise Ship on the other side, the commotion caused by the two "bombs" just now continued.
After all, the plane that flew past the window just now showed them the weapons it carried.
In fact, the current J-8C does not have sea attack capabilities. Only two J-Handian-7s in the entire fleet symbolically carry one YJ-81 anti-ship missile each.
It's just that most people can't tell the difference between drop tanks, bombs, air-to-air missiles and anti-ship missiles.
Especially after someone shouted that there was a bomb.
At this time, there were no mobile phones that could take photos and videos anytime and anywhere, and the cameras in the hands of Seward and Spencer did not have video functions, but they still had a tacit understanding of recording the scene with photos and tape recorders respectively.
Some people panicked, some hid under the table with their heads in their hands, and some even rushed out to prepare to lower the lifeboat...
The various aspects of all sentient beings are undoubtedly revealed.
Seward even had a press release in mind.
It wasn't until about a minute later that a more knowledgeable passenger squeezed onto the stage in the center of the banquet hall and loudly told everyone through a microphone that they were probably just two auxiliary fuel tanks and not bombs, and the farce finally ended.
The men and women at the scene tidied up their suits or dresses again, and returned to the banquet with unsettled moods.
It seemed that nothing had happened, and only the fragments of wine glasses and dinner plates that had not been cleared away by the waiter on the floor told of the chaos just now...
At 17:48 on June 30, 1997, under the eyes of most of the passengers on the Royal Cruise Ship and the fleet commander Rear Admiral Alan West, a fighter jet with the August 1 red five-star painted on the vertical tail and the tactical number 81192 The 8C fighter jet almost passed by the Royal Navy R06 aircraft carrier HMS Excellence.
In the cockpit of Unit 12, Wang Wei naturally didn't know that his act of dropping two auxiliary fuel tanks almost triggered the other fleet commander's PTSD.
It just feels very refreshing and transparent.
Since he arrived at the training base in Qingtang Province more than a month ago and heard that the British were going to send a fleet to provoke at this time, he has been thinking about what he should do to vent his anger.
Now it's finally done.
Wang Wei took a look at his fuel gauge.
Due to a more fuel-consuming ultrlow-altitude flight, the remaining fuel was already a little tight. Therefore, after leaving the range of the opponent's fleet, he quickly led the fleet back to the normal cruising altitude.
“Yuejiang 10, how is the situation over there?”
After calming down his excitement slightly, Wang Wei was able to spare his energy to pay attention to the division commander who had attracted the attention of the opponent's carrier-based aircraft.
“Yuejiang 12, everything is going well for us. We have been dealing with the two Sea Harriers for a while. They didn't lose anything. They probably ran out of fuel just now and escaped from the battlefield.”
The voice on the other side of the radio was slightly breathy, and it was obvious that it was not that calm.
And flying with heavy g-load is indeed a burden for a pilot of Tang Yiping's age.
However, in any case, this embankment-building operation achieved near-perfect success at both the sea and air levels.
“Okay, the mission is over, regroup and prepare to return!”
(End of this chapter)
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