Chapter 1254: Ignoring the Warning, A Scary Joke

Some blunt, but very hasty English, let Rama Mujam, the commander-in-chief of the fleet, listen to his ears, and his brows immediately frowned. He could hear the very obvious Korean accent in the speaker's speech. This made him immediately think of that damn idiot Pu Yantai. As for the guy who fucked up, he definitely didn't have a good impression in his heart. As for those who hate the house and the black, he also hates all the Koreans.

However, although I hate these damn guys. But his mind was still clear. He knew that at this time, a dispute between emotions was actually the most inappropriate behavior. Because everything in front of you is simply unknown. When it is not known who has the upper hand, information becomes the most critical decisive factor.

The voice from the radio was obviously the source of the decisive information, so even though he had great opinions in his heart, Rama Mujam still took the microphone and spoke to the other party calmly.

"I am Lieutenant General Ramamujam Sen, Supreme Commander of the Fleet, what do you have to say!"

"Sir, we are the pilots of the aviation squadron on the Busan aircraft carrier of the combined India-Korea fleet. We are reporting to you. Please turn around immediately and stop moving forward. There is an abyss ahead of you. If you continue like this, your entire army will be destroyed." Overwhelmed!"

The voice from the radio was hoarse and intermittent, but the overall meaning was clear enough. But after hearing these words, Rama Mujam's face changed, and then he said to them uncertainly.

"Abyss? What abyss? Where's your officer? Let that guy, Park Yantai, talk to me!"

Regarding the current warning, Rama Mujam really couldn't believe its authenticity. In his opinion, this should be a delaying tactic used by that idiot Pu Yantai. He wanted to use this stupid lie to delay his actions and buy him enough time. In other words, this bastard didn't even intend to leave him a mouthful of soup.

This is naturally impossible for Rama Mujam to accept, so he has no intention of heeding the warnings of these guys. The fleet was still chasing the wind and waves, or it could be said that they were held hostage by the huge waves, and their forward movements did not change at all.

Seeing that the direction of travel of the Indian aircraft carrier formation has not changed in any way. The group of pilots who claimed to be Busan Aviation Squadron became angry one by one. On the radio, they could clearly hear their chattering and constantly arguing about Korean. Although he couldn't understand what they meant, Rama Mujam could still guess. It was nothing more than cursing himself in different ways.

Seriously, if these pilots were his subordinates, then he would definitely let them know what the majesty of an officer is. Contempt for superiors is not a small crime in the army, but for Indians with a clear hierarchy, it is even more of a big or small thing. Small, naturally it is nothing.

Big, but it can kill people.

Because these people are Pu Yantai's subordinates, it is naturally impossible for him to do anything to them. But this does not prevent him from putting all of this on Pu Yantai. There is already a debt to be settled between him and Pu Yantai, so he doesn't mind adding some interest to this debt.

The dispute between the Korean pilots was quickly over. They had formed a unified voice, and this made Rama Mujam hear such words very quickly.

"Sorry, Commander. Our fleet commander, Park Yantai, is dead! So, I'm afraid we can't let him talk to you again."

The first time he heard these words, Rama Mujam's first reaction was to look down at his watch. The calendar on the watch clearly shows that today is not April Fool's Day. Therefore, these pilots should not be joking with him. It's just, don't these words seem to be a joke?

Although Pu Yantai is an idiot, the strength under his hands is real. That is the Seventh Fleet, the strongest overseas fleet of the Americans. All the equipment is not the best, but it is also top-notch. It can be said that just letting this fleet stand there can scare some small countries. Now, you actually tell him that the commander of such a fleet died under heavy protection? This is no joke what is this?

Rama Mujam, who couldn't believe it, or couldn't believe it at all, was so shocked that he lost the ability to speak for a moment. And until he was silent for a while, after sorting out his thoughts. He barely opened his mouth.

"Damn it, you are not joking with me. You know, spreading this kind of news will disturb the morale of the army. If I find out that you are lying, then you will definitely go to the military court."

Part threat, part exhortation, Rama Mujam just wanted real answers. He thought these pilots would hesitate before answering, but they didn't hesitate at all.

"Sir, I'm not joking with you anymore. Our commander Park Yeon-tae is indeed sacrificed. Not only him, but the entire Korean fleet is finished. We are the last survivors because we were in the sky. But we can't Forever in the sky, so we want to ask you for refuge. Sixteen F/A-18 fighter jets, requesting a landing on your ship."

The request from the pilot was temporarily ignored by Rama Mujam, because at this time he was already frightened by the information disclosed by the pilot just now.

The entire Seventh Fleet was wiped out. Such a news surprised him more than a nuclear bomb detonated beside him. You know, that is the USS Washington, the Nimitz-class aircraft carrier that Americans are proud of. With such a huge tonnage and advanced equipment, it is definitely the top battle fortress in the world. To put it an exaggeration, even if a nuclear bomb explodes beside it, as long as the yield does not exceed a certain limit, it may not be able to directly sink the aircraft carrier.

It was a weapon that any seaman would have dreamed of, even Rama Mujam. And now someone actually told him that the famous USS Washington and the dozen or so warships that were guarding it were completely annihilated, leaving no one behind. How could he believe this could be true!

Rama Mujam was still hesitating whether to believe what the pilots said, and hadn't waited for him to give a definite answer. A new voice cuts in.

It was a cry of terror, a desperate cry of imminent danger. Ramamujam heard clearly the voice of his confidant, the captain of a Shiwarik frigate. He is reporting this situation to Rama Mujam through the radio at the moment.

"Sir, we've come across a waterfall. Repeat, sir, we've come across a waterfall. Damn, we're too late to retreat, and our momentum won't be able to handle these goddamn currents. Bastard, I don't want to go, no, no, no"

Desperate screams, and then the sound of running water that has never been heard before, the loud noise that shakes the sky seems to come from the abyss, sublimating in the constant reverberation to create a frightening horror.

It was hitting Rama Mujam's eardrums, and it was also hitting his hard heart. When he first heard what his subordinate said, he thought it was some kind of malicious joke. Because in any case, it is a bit too unrealistic for a waterfall to appear above the sea.

That's not supposed to be something that comes out at sea, something that only happens in the most idiotic April Fool's jokes. Rama Mujam was right to think so. But now he found that he was the most ridiculous idiot. Because the facts are in front of him, but he has been unwilling to believe it. But now, this stubbornness and ignorance has already cost him the price. He lost his confidant and also lost an important warship. And more importantly, he put himself in danger.

The Shivalik frigate is the first echelon of the aircraft carrier formation to which he belongs, and is his pioneer. Although they are pioneers, the distance between them is not far away. After all, the mission of the frigate is to protect the core aircraft carrier. If the distance is too far, it will not be so easy to achieve the end to end echo. There is probably only less than five nautical miles between them. This distance has been criticized by Rama Mujam in the past. He thinks this distance is too far. But now, he couldn't help cursing in his heart, why couldn't the distance between them be further.

Five nautical miles, and only five nautical miles away from the huge waterfall, this distance is too dangerous for the slow-moving, huge-tonnage aircraft carrier space. So, at this time, he didn't care about anything else, but yelled directly at the radio.

"Everyone, turn around for me immediately. Don't worry about the wear and tear, let me run at full power, let's leave this ghost place immediately!"

The call that just came over the radio was public, so all crew members knew exactly what awaited them ahead of them. Even if they didn't know, what came through the radio at this time, the cries for help, wailing, and deafening splashes from the frigates of the first echelon, had already told them clearly enough the truth.

No one would have trouble with their own lives, and no one would think of burying themselves in this sea of ​​thick fog for no reason. All they wanted was to escape for their lives, and they made great efforts to that end. And this is reflected on the outside, that is, the huge body of the Vikramaditya is like a crippled giant, rolling and crawling, turning its body around, and running towards the back almost desperately.

Of course, this is not an easy task. The rolling waves and ocean currents engulf these warships, making it impossible for them to easily do what they want to do. However, human power is infinite. Amidst the screams of friendly forces annihilated one after another, the crew of the Vikramaditya burst out with amazing potential under the pressure of fear and the desire to survive, and they drove the crippled giant. Let it get rid of all the shackles under the most unlikely circumstances, and forcefully rushed out of this thick fog.

And at this time, they suddenly realized that most of the friendly forces around them had disappeared. They have already been buried in the sea, but they are powerless. Lucky or sad, no one can tell.