One Thousand Three Hundred and Fifty-Two Communication Records

The situation of the Nanzhou fleet was not bad. At least there was no crisis at present, and everyone was in a relaxed mood.

However, Ye Han suddenly frowned and pointed to a corner of the battlefield and said, "Here, move the camera!"

Everyone looked at the position Ye Han pointed to when they heard it.

It was the corner of the front, just between the front and the side, touching the edge of the magnification, but the image was very blurry.

He Lu immediately did as he was told, and the camera moved slightly and pointed in that direction.

A tragic battlefield immediately appeared in front of everyone. It was a desperate fight between their own air force and a group of insect planes. The flexible heavy carrier-based aircraft and the equally flexible insect planes were entangled in a ball, and the fire of the machine guns and the flickering light complemented each other. But even if you don't understand air combat, you can see that there are many more insect planes than fighter planes. The carrier-based aircraft group has been in a difficult battle. If they can't get rescued, they may be completely wiped out.

Everyone's mood sank instantly. Ye Han's eyes wandered around the screen, looking for the location of other fleets, trying to find a fleet that could lend a helping hand.

However, he was soon disappointed. The other fleets were either too far away or entangled with the insect swarm. Even if they wanted to help, they didn't have the strength.

Could they just watch the fleet being eaten by the insects?

Ye Han wanted to rush into the battlefield immediately, but that was absolutely impossible. It would take at least seven or eight hours for the Jizhou fleet to reach the battlefield. During this time, the Nanzhou fleet must survive on its own.

Ye Han actually knew that this was not the mentality a general should have. As the saying goes, a general's success is the result of the sacrifice of thousands of soldiers. As a qualified general, he should put victory first, and then consider how to reduce casualties, instead of rushing up immediately when he sees a certain unit in a desperate situation.

But knowing is one thing, and whether you can do it is another. He really can't ignore the sacrifice of his comrades, even if they are strangers.

Luo Qi said: "Captain, I have the communication records of the aircraft group here."

Ye Han was silent for a moment: "Transfer it to me."

"Yes." Luo Qi clicked on the virtual screen in front of him, and copied all the communication records from the aircraft group and sent them to Ye Han.

A virtual screen immediately popped up in front of Ye Han, and the screen was densely packed with digital numbers. These are all fighter numbers, and each number represents a carrier-based aircraft.

He was also a member of the Air Force and was very familiar with the fighter numbers. He could tell at a glance that these fighters were all from the 9th Division on the Nanzhou.

Clicking on one of the numbers casually, a high-pitched voice immediately sounded in his ears: "Pull up, pull up... No, hurry... Ah——"

With a heart-wrenching scream, Ye Han's heart suddenly shrank, and he shrank tightly into a ball and didn't want to let go.

His fingertips hesitated for a moment, and then clicked on the second number. An excited voice appeared: "Hit, hit, hit!"

Another voice interrupted: "Good job, keep going... left... Oh my, that was a close call..."

"It's okay, it's okay, I dodged it, damn... Two turns, two turns, what's wrong with you, can you receive my signal? Two turns..."

Ye Han had already guessed what happened to 207. He wanted to call up the communication record of 207 to listen, but the aircraft number and the flight number were not consistent. He knew 207, but he didn't know which number was 207.

At this time, Luo Qi turned over another batch of records, among which there were video records.

Ye Han rubbed his fingers and clicked on a video.

The virtual screen in front of him was immediately moved away, and the scene in front of him became the cockpit of the carrier-based aircraft, the canopy above, the multi-function display below, and various buttons.

A pair of hands wearing flight gloves were tightly holding the joystick, moving it back and forth from left to right. The image outside the cockpit kept changing with the movement of the joystick, sometimes pulling up and sometimes spinning sideways.

A voice suddenly sounded: "I bit it, I bit it!" The thumb on the launch button suddenly pressed down and released it immediately. Two strings of shells suddenly shot out from under the fuselage. The insect plane in front just turned around, and the shells passed by the insect plane.

"Fuck!" The voice was full of anger. The joystick was pushed to the bottom and bit the enemy ship again... Another string of shells flew towards the insect plane. The moment the shells hit the insect plane, the image in Ye Han's eyes suddenly became bright and dazzling, and then he lost the image.

Sighing helplessly, Ye Han hesitated for a long time before clicking on the next video.

As soon as the picture appeared, there was a sudden pull-up. The image in front of him rotated wildly. All the eyes saw were various elongated arcs. When the pull-up stopped, there was no insect plane in sight, only a void of starry sky.

"Damn!" a voice appeared, and then the nose of the plane pressed down, and the fierce battlefield reappeared.

The camera followed the fighter plane and accelerated its dive, and soon returned to the battlefield.

At this time, Ye Han heard a voice: "What? Ah... Help..."

Ye Han couldn't help but be stunned. It's not right. They are fighting to the death, why is there someone shouting for help?

He clicked his fingers repeatedly, hoping to find the answer in this video, but the following shots were all fierce battles with insect planes, and there was no clue until the end.

Ye Han didn't give up. He looked at the number of this plane, and immediately picked out several other fighters in the same team, and patiently clicked them one by one.

Until he clicked on the communication record of the sixth fighter plane, Ye Han finally heard the voice shouting for help.

There are not only communication records but also several videos under this number.

Ye Han directly clicked on the last video. The beginning of the video was also a fight with a bug-plane.

The video was quite long, so he clicked to the end. The screen changed, and he looked up and saw a bug-plane rushing over quickly.

Did they collide?

A thought flashed through Ye Han's mind, but he immediately found that the direction of the bug-plane on the opposite side was wrong. While he was wondering, the bug-plane had already passed by at a very close distance. As the two sides crossed each other, something flew out of the bug-plane and hit the cockpit cover in front of Ye Han.

Ye Han didn't take it seriously, but he immediately saw the thing clearly - it was a lizard!

I don't know how the lizard did it. I didn't see it make any movements. The cockpit cover was instantly broken. Ye Han's eyes went black, and the video ended.

I figured it out. It turned out that the lizard had entered the cockpit... Can the lizard be used like this?

Ye Han was in deep doubt. Just at this moment, He Lu exclaimed, "Captain!"

Ye Han was about to remove the virtual screen when a strong light suddenly flashed across the battlefield ahead, in the direction of where the 9th Air Division was entangled with the Zerg.

Looking at the battlefield again, he couldn't find even a single intact carrier-based aircraft.