Reborn as a prince, achieve the pinnacle of power

As the night deepens, the wind on the sea seems to become cooler, carrying the salty smell of the sea and the freshness unique to the night.

The moonlight shines on the sea, making the waves sparkle, like countless stars twinkling on the sea.

In the sky, stars began to light up one by one, dotted on the deep blue sky, like countless lights twinkling in the distant sky.

Li Yitong and Bai Xiaolu stood side by side, staring intently at the hazy outline of the Combined Fleet under the moonlight, their beautiful eyes filled with anticipation.

……

On the Izumo amphibious assault ship.

Panasonic is also waiting, but at this moment it is in agony.

Time seemed to be slowly stretched by an invisible hand, and every second became heavy and long.

As Panasonic faced the unknown, he felt as if his heart was being weighed down by a heavy stone and he couldn't breathe.

Although the sea breeze was still blowing gently, it turned into endless mockery in his ears. Every crash of the waves seemed to be a mockery and whipping of him.

He stared at his watch, and every beat of the second hand seemed to be beating his heart, and every ticking sound made him feel a burst of pain. He seemed to be able to see the passage of time, and see that every second was ruthlessly consuming his patience and determination.

He stood on the bridge, like a lonely statue, enduring the torture of time and the mockery of fate.

His heart was filled with uncertainty about the future and despair about the present.

But he had to wait, until he had the chance to divert the attention of the Daxia military...

"Your Excellency Commander!"

The adjutant appeared beside him again, and his voice broke the silence on the bridge, like a flash of lightning in the night sky, instantly cutting through Matsushita's thoughts.

He turned his head with a barely perceptible expectation in his eyes, hoping that the adjutant brought him the news he had been waiting for for a long time.

&34;What's going on?&34;

Matsushita's voice was low and firm. Although he was exhausted from waiting and anxiety, his tone at this moment was surprisingly not panicked at all.

The adjutant saluted and reported:

"Report to you, there is a call from the mainland, saying that the first wave of our air force's cover formation has begun to take off."

"it is good!"

Panasonic's eyes lit up, and he turned around quickly. His eyes were like a sharp sword, sweeping across every person on the bridge. Then he said with a firm expression, leaving no room for doubt:

"Now, I order all the ships of the combined fleet to disperse immediately, turn at high speed, and leave Daxia's territorial waters at the fastest speed and return to the mainland."

Matsushita's order was like a cold wind that blew across the bridge in an instant, making everyone feel chilled.

But in this coldness, there is also a determination to fight to the death: "Remember, all ships should be dispersed. If you encounter an attack from the Daxia military, I authorize you to open fire freely."

Finally, Matsushita added loudly: "I order the flagship Izumo to raise the Z-shaped battle flag!"

"Hai, Commander!"

All the personnel on the bridge bowed in unison in response.

All the soldiers in the army knew that the raising of the Z-shaped battle flag meant the coming of the decisive battle.

Then they quickly began to carry out orders. The bridge was busy, but everyone seemed to be in an orderly manner.

……

The front-line command center of the Demon City.

Command hall.

Young Master Chu stood in front of the window, holding a cigarette in his hand. The smoke curled around his face, adding a bit of depth and mystery to him.

He looked through the window, gazing at the distant night sky. The twinkling stars seemed to be telling something, as well as waiting for something.

In the command hall, lights of various equipment flashed and various sounds intertwined, forming a busy and tense picture.

The combat staff sat at their respective posts, nervously looking at various data, information, and reports...

"report!"

A combat staff officer suddenly stood up and trotted to Young Master Chu, saying in a slightly nervous voice, "The reconnaissance aircraft and monitoring satellites have simultaneously reported that the fighter planes at the Jiaobenji military airport have completed their assembly and are flying towards us."

Inside the command hall, everyone's eyes were focused on the young man standing like a lone peak by the window. Their faces showed nervous and serious expressions.

Everyone knows that the war has finally come!

Young Master Chu turned around, his eyes were like ice, cold and deep, making people involuntarily feel a deep chill.

He walked to the command desk and looked at the enemy plane icon flying towards Daxia on the display screen. His eyes were full of calmness: "Report the number and signal of the enemy planes immediately."

“30架F-15J、10架F-15DJ和10架F2。”

The operations staff answered decisively.

"I command."

Young Master Chu picked up the microphone on the table and said in a deep voice: "All air defense systems are in wartime mode, and all three armies of Daxia are ready for battle."

Then Young Master Chu looked at Xu Lingchuan fiercely and said coldly: "Commander Xu, notify all missile units aiming at the homeland of Jiaobenji to prepare for ignition and wait for my order...

As for the command of intercepting fighters, I will now give you full authority to be responsible for it. You must not allow the Chicken Air Force to appear in our airspace."

"Yes!"

Xu Lingchuan responded, his voice firm and calm, like a pine tree in the cold wind, steady as Mount Tai. He quickly issued instructions at his command desk.

"Wu Qingzhu."

Young Master Chu turned his head and looked at the secretary standing behind him, and said in a deep voice: "Now you can go and do what I told you to do."

"Yes!"

Wu Qingzhu saluted, then turned around and trotted away.

Young Master Chu sat back in his chair, picked up the teacup on the table, took a sip, and let out a light breath.

"Report, the combined fleet has moved!"

Another combat staff officer shouted: "They are dispersing very quickly... Start turning now..."

Then he exclaimed:

"The Combined Fleet's Izumo has already hoisted the Z-shaped battle flag..."

"Link me to Wu Zhenglong of the White Emperor Fighter Wing immediately."

Young Master Chu stood up instantly, like a beast ready to pounce, with a determined light in his eyes. He felt his heartbeat quicken, every drop of blood burning in his veins, and every nerve beating in his body.

This was the moment he had been waiting for, the time to offer sacrifice to his ancestors had arrived.