Five Hundred and Thirty-Seven Broke Out Again

In the command cabin of the Osa submarine, the captain is using a periscope to observe distant targets. At this moment, they are next to the Devil's Eye in the Endless Sea, less than two kilometers away from the place where the devil entered this world.

The sea conditions here are bad, and the sky is full of dark clouds. Between lightning and thunder, you can see the huge beam of magic eyes, like a huge city wall, the boundary cannot be seen.

"Keep heading! There is an enemy warship appearing in front of us!" The captain leaned his face against the periscope, and through the graduated lens, he stared at the demon warship that was gradually revealing its hideous face in the distance.

"The front torpedo is ready!" The officer in charge of the torpedo tube turned around and reported loudly to his captain.

"Aim at the target!" The captain paused and ordered, "Launch!"

"Gudong..." Under the bow of the nuclear submarine, the huge torpedo tube opened underwater, and some tiny air bubbles leaked out as the hatch opened.

Then, a torpedo was pushed out of the torpedo tube by the compressed oxygen, and the propeller started to turn in front of the submarine, turned to accelerate, and rushed towards the demon battleship that had already sailed out of the magic eye in the distance.

On the surface of the sea, a white trace moved forward quickly, leaving a conspicuous straight line on the turbulent sea.

"These damned demons have already been blocked here and killed by us, or they came out to die regardless..." A sailor complained depressingly at his post, spinning the drawing pen on his workbench boredly.

"There is no way, they only have one transport line left..." Another officer leaned back on the chair comfortably and said to his companion.

The sonar soldiers on the side were holding their earphones with their fingers, listening to the torpedo that was about to hit the target from the ticking sound, and achieved their 21st victory today.

"Boom!" The demon battleship in the distance exploded, and the torpedo accurately hit the middle of the enemy's hull, detonating and breaking the battleship.

The heavy demon warship broke apart from the middle, seawater poured into the hull, and countless demons screamed and fell into the water.

The bow of the huge battleship began to rise, and the stern also lifted out of the water. With the process of calming down the water column dozens of stories high in the middle, only a little bit of this battleship remained on the water.

"Torpedo hit! We have one torpedo left to use.

The weapons officer reported loudly to the captain: "After firing this torpedo, we can only watch these damn bastards enter our world." "

The number of torpedoes carried by the Los Angeles-class nuclear submarine is not too many. It mainly relies on Tomahawk cruise missiles to attack its targets, and its biggest damage actually comes from the nuclear warhead torpedoes and nuclear warhead cruise missiles it carries.

This time they went to sea, they have been drifting for more than a month, during which they intercepted many demon warships, and even destroyed a demon fleet by themselves.

However, by this time, they had run out of ammunition. The only option left is to return to the port and replenish the ammunition.

"Gentlemen! Kill one more, and we can go home with dignity." The captain still observed the distant sea with his periscope, and he cheered up his subordinates intently: "It seems that we are also close to victory." Not far away."

Even if they just look at it with their eyes, without counting any statistics, the commanders of the navy know that they have almost completely cut off the supply line of the demon army in the southern kingdom.

The demonic supply line on the Great Sea has never been fully functional. In fact, after the demon troops failed to attack Ferry City, they almost lost the command of the sea that they had so hard to grab.

With the gradual growth of Alan Hill's navy and the establishment of the sky fleet, the advantages of the demon navy have disappeared. In the past year, the endless sea supply line caused the demons to lose more than 2,900 warships, and the cumulative number of demon soldiers eliminated exceeded 1.5 million!

Such a huge loss not only wiped out the demon's advantage in the endless sea, but also made it impossible for the demon troops in the southern region to build up their numerical advantage.

Today, even if the self-reproduction of demons is counted, and the demons that rely on slaughtering humans as food to accelerate their reproduction, the remaining demons in the southern region have no numerical advantage against humans.

Even on the frontal battlefield, the number of human troops has surpassed that of demon troops, and the defeat of demon troops has become commonplace.

"Sir! I heard more sounds! Probably a demon fleet!" The sonar soldier frowned, and reported to the captain behind him: "A lot! There are probably more than 30 ships!"

"Report the news immediately! Notify the Navy Command!" The captain pointed his periscope at the direction reported by the sonar soldiers, carefully identified the rough sea, and then he saw that several ships had exposed their bows. demon battleship.

"Three 'Wild Boars'!" The captain also frowned, and muttered, "It's been a long time since I've seen such a big demon warship...five! Hey! Demons are really not afraid of death!"

On the surface of the sea, five huge battleships like hills are jumping out of the magic eyes. These warships are densely packed on the sea, and there are smaller demon warships around them, which are called "mouse-class" by Alan Hill.

You know, even a small demon warship can carry hundreds of fully armed soldiers, and in the human world, it can be considered a relatively large warship.

These warships appeared in the Magic Eye one after another, just like the day the Magic Eye broke out in the endless sea.

"The situation is not good!" Taking his eyes away from the periscope, the captain looked at his subordinates with a solemn expression: "Dive immediately! The depth is 100 meters!"

"Emergency dive! Water injection begins!" The operator pushed the push rod under his palm, and let the scale pointer on it pass through many numbers: "The depth of the submarine is 10 meters! 13 meters! 17 meters!"

Everyone grabbed the handrails around them, and the entire submarine began to dive rapidly while shaking slightly. And above the submarine's head, a huge demon floating city appeared little by little, covering the submarine Osa like a cloud.

...

"Hiss!" The communications officer on duty tore off the record in front of him from the notebook, and at the same time took off the earphones on his head: "Emergency communications channel from the endless sea!"

"It's the Osa submarine! They are performing combat missions near the Magic Eye on the Endless Sea." The naval officer on duty received the telegram from thousands of miles away, looked down, widened his eyes, and turned around. Pushed open the door and ran out.

"Emergency! The magic eye of the endless sea is active again! Another new demon floating city has appeared!" He shouted loudly while running in the corridor: "The demon army is gathering!"

At the same time, in another office, the military officer monitoring the satellite image transmission almost spilled the bitter tea in his hand on his desktop.

On the thermal imaging of the boycott satellite, a huge infrared spot appeared on the satellite photo. Although separated by thick clouds, one can still feel the hugeness of this demonic floating city.

"Damn it!" He hastily put down the teacup in his hand and grabbed the blue phone beside him: "Hello! This is the strategic reconnaissance duty room! Yes! I am Lieutenant Crowe! There is a situation in the endless sea! Emergency situation Yes! Yes! Inform General Butoria, immediately... immediately!"

...

In the Osa naval port, General Genesis, who is personally urging the hoisting of supplies to the aircraft carrier, has just personally signed the acceptance document, making preparations for the naval fleet to go to sea again.

Before he put down the pen in his hand, his adjutant hurried to his side holding a telegram.

The sea breeze made the documents in the adjutant's hands rattling. After the adjutant stood at attention and saluted, he handed the somewhat wrinkled telegram to Genesis: "General! The news just arrived! The magic eye on the endless sea erupted again. Already! A large number of demon fleets are heading south!"

"There is no attack from the Strategic Missile Force?" Genesis was taken aback for a moment, then looked at the adjutant and asked.

"The nuclear bomb is being prepared, and the nuclear strike will start in a few minutes... The staff of the Navy Commander-in-Chief called to ask if our fleet should go north!" the adjutant said with his chin raised.

Genesis nodded, and then looked at the brand-new naval warships docked at the anchorage in the distance: "Order the main fleet to set sail in 5 hours! All combatants cancel their vacations!"

"Obey!" The adjutant stood at attention and saluted, then turned and left.

Genesis glanced at the warships in the distance again, folded the telegram, put it in his pocket, turned around and looked at the supply officer at the port: "Prepare as much ammunition as possible for all the warships! Fill as many supply ships as you can..."

In a secret base close to Mayne, the several-meter-thick reinforced concrete shield slowly moved to the other side, and the same strong and heavy missile silo launch hatch inside was slowly pushed open by a thick hydraulic rod.

A bulk-stage Dongfeng HM-5C strategic missile is ready for launch. With a loud noise, the diversion and pressure relief port on the side of the missile ejected flames soaring into the sky, and the body of the missile slowly began to move upward amidst the loud noise.

Afterwards, the slender body of the missile completely left the missile silo, and the huge tail flame at the tail of the missile was no longer bound by the missile silo, and became even more dazzling and huge.