A close encounter between Ryugu and the Seventh Fleet at sea.

After both sides lost long-range attacks to each other.

Who will be maimed first?

I'm afraid only a fool would think that the Seventh Fleet would lose.

However, the reality is so weird, and there is a hint of irony and humor in the weirdness.

Now, in the entire Seventh Fleet, almost no one can stand.

The terrifying sound waves stimulated their eardrums, destroyed their body balance, and even hijacked their nervous system, giving them splitting headaches, vomiting, and violent convulsions...

Many people desperately bang their heads against the wall or the ground, trying to relieve their pain.

A few seconds, to them, seems like a hundred years.

Complex systems are the most vulnerable and unreliable.

Unable to face the complex environment of competition.

Therefore, modern weapons are not actually very intelligent.

Once all the opponents are subdued, it will be difficult for the remaining weapons to exert their combat effectiveness.

A weapon without someone to control it is just a pile of scrap metal.

Now, the Dragon Palace on the Sea has artificially isolated the personnel and systems of the Seventh Fleet.

After a few seconds, just when most people thought they were about to die, the sound waves finally stopped.

In just a few seconds, their life was worse than death. Even if the sound stopped, they were paralyzed on the ground and unable to get up.

An operator struggled and pressed his hand on the launch button, and then heard Gu Xiaobai repeat his warning again.

"Please do not attempt to resist, otherwise we will use lethal force."

Deadly force?

Damn it, that kind of attack just now, if it happens again, I will die!

The trembling hand finally put it down again.

The operator lay on the operating table and looked at the Dragon Palace on the sea in the distance.

The loudspeaker on the Dragon Palace on the sea is surrounded by flashing lights.

It seems that it can emit terrifying sound waves at any time.

And the Dragon Palace on the sea is still approaching without slowing down.

Are they not going to slow down?

Don't they intend to avoid it?

what should we do?

It's going to hit! It's going to hit!

what to do?

At this moment, they finally received a trembling order:

"Seventh aircraft carrier battle group, all ships, get out of the way immediately!"

"Everyone avoid it!"

"Get out of the way immediately! Get out of the way!"

On the sea surface, aircraft carrier battle groups were arranged in a tight formation, moving left and right like a school of disturbed fish.

In the Sky Concert Hall, the students watching had no idea what was happening.

They were so far away that they couldn't see clearly what was happening on those ships.

Not to mention, the penetrating nature of the sonic attack did not cause much damage to the ship itself.

They complained one after another:

“These Americans are so cowardly!”

"Why are you avoiding it?"

"All opposition parties are paper tigers!"

"You gave up resistance after a few bombs were blown up?"

"This is too weak."

"Do Americans have any fighting capacity now?"

"They are probably also afraid of triggering an international conflict!"

"Xiao Bai is so tough! Isn't he really afraid that these people won't give way?"

"It's actually tougher than the U.S. Navy! You are indeed a novice!"

Amidst their complaints, the panicked navy finally gave way to a nearly wide passage.

But before they could completely get out of the way, the Sea Dragon Palace had already forcefully inserted itself into the camp.

The terrifying size of Ryugu on the sea and the huge waves it brought about violently pushed ships including the USS Ronald Reagan away, throwing them to the top of the waves and then into the trough of the waves, where they were torn into the wake.

The crew members, who were already vomiting, vomited out all their gall, and even almost choked to death on their own vomit.

When they were finally able to stand up, the Sea Dragon Palace had almost disappeared on the sea, leaving only a black dot in the distance.

The crew members looked at each other, suddenly feeling lucky to have escaped death.

They were obviously not attacked by any physical weapons, but each of them looked uglier than the last, and many of them had bruises and bruises, as if they had been beaten up by several people.

The smell in the cabin is worse than the trash can at the back door of the bar.

Filled with the smell of vomit and urine.

"Who can tell me what happened just now?"

"I feel like I've just gone to hell!"

"Oh, God……"

"Is that a curse from the devil?"

"Devil's attack!"

Some of the crew members who survived the disaster cursed loudly, while others prayed silently, but no one could clearly tell what exactly happened just now.

Their brains were still in a state of mush, and they seemed unable to even think seriously.

After a long time, they heard the distress signal.

"You guys quickly think of a way to save us!"

"We're running out of fuel!"

"Damn it, we can't return!"

"Requesting an emergency landing... Damn it, this thing won't let us land!"

"Requesting to abandon the plane, requesting rescue!"

"Oh my god, I don't want to die in this ice and snow!"

"Damn, this is Russian territory!"

"We must rescue us!"

"Bang! Bang!"

To the north of the Bering Strait, two umbrella flowers suddenly bloomed.

Two F-35C fighter jets, which had just been put into service and were worth hundreds of millions, spun and crashed into the snow-white ground.

And then……

"Boom! Boom!"

Then the two fighter jets hit the snowy mountains one after another and exploded into pieces all over the ground.

"Asshole, this thing is still following us!"

"Don't touch me... stay away from me!"

"Save us!"

"Thank God, this thing is finally gone..."

Two minutes passed.

"Shit! Those two guys are following us!" The pilots of the two F/A-18s were about to cry.

What should we do? Wait online, it’s quite urgent!

We don’t have much fuel either, fall!
To be continued...