Sorry, My Interstellar Fleet Only Recruits Women

The Ninth Fleet of the Xiaolong Navy is currently conducting training exercises in the eastern waters of the Xiaolong Kingdom.

"What?

Our merchant ship was attacked.

Okay, I understand.

The fleet commander received the message on the bridge and his expression immediately turned serious.

She looked at everyone in the command center on the bridge and decisively issued the order: "Suspend and cancel all training programs that are currently underway."

All aircraft returned to the deck, fully fueled and armed, ready for takeoff.

All warships have entered a state of Level II combat readiness.

Arrange a defensive formation.

Proceed at a constant speed in the direction of **/**/**.

Remember, this is not a drill. This is not a drill.

Our merchant ships were attacked by an unidentified fleet in the distant seas.

The military ordered us to go immediately to search for survivors of the attacked merchant convoy.

And investigate the identity of the attackers!

"yes!"

The Ninth Fleet commander struggled to contain his excitement.

She touched the collar of her military uniform; there was a photograph there.

It's a photo of her with her teachers when she graduated from the JF-17 Naval Academy.

She was among the first batch of command-trained ship captains trained at the JF-17 Naval Academy.

They are specially trained to become ship captains.

She has several teachers, but each of them is one of the top figures in the Dragon Kingdom.

Marshal Medusa, Marshal Chu Xuan, and several other generals.

That group photo was very important to her.

It was a source of pride, but also a responsibility.

She can't let everyone down.

Of the ten active JF-17 Thunder fleets, five are commanded by graduates of the first batch of JF-17 naval academies.

Of course, before that, they had also held important positions under those marshals.

He also participated in several naval battles.

They were all commanders with combat experience.

This time, however, she was leading the Ninth Fleet alone on a separate mission.

"Check the current food, fuel, and ammunition reserves of our fleet."

"Report our coordinates back home every hour," the Ninth Fleet commander said, sounding somewhat nervous.

"yes!"

"The food our fleet is currently carrying is enough to sustain us at sea for a month."

The fuel we carry is enough to sustain us for twenty days of sailing at normal speeds.

"The ammunition and supplies we carry can meet our needs for three to four days under moderate combat conditions," the adjutant replied from the side.

The Ninth Fleet commander pondered for a moment and basically got a concept out of it.

The reason they suddenly received this mission was largely because their fleet was the closest to the mission location, allowing them to respond the fastest.

However, the higher-ups did not completely entrust this mission to them.

Following them, other carrier strike groups will also set off to support them.

The time difference between them won't be more than a few days.

So it shouldn't be a big problem.

that's all.

The Ninth Carrier Strike Group has sailed towards the deep sea.

"Remember to launch the patrol aircraft and conduct regular patrols of the surrounding waters."

"Our satellites are of no help to this area because it is often shrouded in dense fog."

"This is the nautical chart information drawn by the survey vessel that was sent last time."

Everyone was busy on the bridge.

Don't be fooled by the fact that this fleet is sailing at sea and has nothing to worry about.

In reality, they have a lot to worry about.

Because they didn't know much about this area, the only information they had was the nautical charts drawn by the survey ship that came before.

Soon, as they move forward, they will completely lose accurate nautical chart information.

Instead, nautical charts accumulated by merchant fleets over the years were used.

The information on these nautical charts is very inaccurate, and some of it is even wrong.

Therefore, they are entirely responsible for determining the next course of the fleet.

"If we continue sailing in this direction for about fifteen hours, we will reach the location where our merchant fleet was attacked."

"Increase the patrol intensity of our warships," the fleet commander reminded.

"Um."

Night gradually deepened.

But the fleet commander did not rest; she stood on the open corridor outside the bridge, looking out at the deep sea.

In that dark, boundless sea, it seemed as if some giant sea monster might attack them at any moment.

"General."

"You should rest now." The adjutant came out and draped a coat over her shoulders.

"This is the first time we have carried out a combat mission alone."

"I can't sleep at all," the fleet commander said with a serious expression.

"Don't worry."

We have so many advanced warships.

Moreover, this place is not far from our Dragon Kingdom.

"There won't be any problems," the adjutant reassured him.

"I hope so," the fleet commander nodded.

Beep beep beep

Sudden.

Red lights were flashing inside the bridge.

The fleet commander and his adjutant immediately rushed back to the bridge.

"What's going on?"

"Report: Our reconnaissance aircraft was attacked by an unidentified group of fighter jets."

"The fighter jet group is located at our 12 o'clock position and is expected to arrive over our airspace within half an hour!" the subordinate hurriedly reported.

"It's an enemy attack!" The fleet commander's expression changed drastically, and she immediately ordered, "Pass on my orders."

All warships entered Level 1 combat readiness.

"Quickly launch our fighter jets, form battle formations in the air, and intercept enemy aircraft at all costs to buy us more opportunities to launch our own."

As the commander was speaking, he suddenly realized something: "They were able to pinpoint our location so precisely."

There must be some kind of 'eyes' around there.

But we can confirm that there are no reconnaissance aircraft, no warships, and no islands in the vicinity!

The rest is...

The commander's pupils dilated in shock: "It's a submarine!"

There are enemy submarines nearby.

Have frigates and destroyers deploy anti-submarine sonar to locate the positions of nearby submarines.

Beware of their attacks!

"yes!"

Destroyers and frigates surrounding the aircraft carrier began deploying anti-submarine sonar to search for assassins lurking in the deep sea.

soon.

It appeared on the radar.

"Report!

Three submarines spotted at the three o'clock position!

"Three submarines have been spotted at the 10 o'clock position."

"Warning! Enemy submarine has launched torpedoes. Prepare to intercept!"

The fleet commander listened to the voices within the command system, and now she remained silent.

"Send a message to the rear."

This caravan attack may be a trap set by the enemy against our Dragon Kingdom.

Their aim was to attack our naval fleet.

If nothing unexpected happens.

The enemy must have prepared a large number of warships.

Make sure the fleets that arrive here later are extremely cautious!

"Arrange for personnel to record the combat data with the enemy ships during the battle, and then transmit it back!" the fleet commander said calmly.

It was as if he were making his final arrangements.

The adjutant replied sternly, "Yes, sir!"

Now that they have been targeted by the enemy, they must make the most of their value.

Even if they are completely annihilated here by the enemy, the Ninth Fleet will still take a piece of flesh from the enemy.

This is what the fleet commander learned from those teachers.

The more submarines found around, the more they become.

There were even more than ten!

Some torpedoes were intercepted by torpedoes and exploded far from the warship, creating huge waves.

Some torpedoes' trajectories were detected, and they would pass right by the warships, so no one paid any attention to them.

Some of the torpedoes, however, hit the warship.

"Report.

The frigate 9012 has been hit on the side by a torpedo and is listing!

"Report: Cruiser No. 9033 has been hit by a torpedo and is on fire. We are currently working to save it."

The fleet commander looked up at the warships engulfed in flames outside the porthole.

She didn't say anything.

Because she knew that the captains of these warships had done the best they could.

After launching a round of torpedoes, the submarines began to disperse and retreat.

They have completed their attack mission; how much damage they can inflict on the target depends on luck.

If they stay here, they will only become prey.

However, the destroyers and frigates of the JF-17 carrier battle group 9 will not let these cunning guys off so easily.

The frigates and cruisers launched anti-submarine torpedoes and anti-submarine missiles the moment they spotted the submarines.

To deliver a fatal blow to these assassins lurking in the shadows.

boom!

A huge flame appeared in the deep sea in the distance.

That was an explosion caused by the destruction of a submarine.

Of the dozen or so submarines that launched the attack, two were directly destroyed, and three others were suspected of being hit, but the extent of the damage is unknown.

Regarding the Ninth Carrier Strike Group...

Aircraft carriers are safe under protection.

Several warships were hit by torpedoes.

However, most of the damage was not severe, and they could continue fighting.

There are three ships that are considered to be in serious condition.

Both destroyers sustained damage, including fires and flooding, but the situation has been mitigated.

The impact on combat effectiveness is less than 20%.

However, one of the frigates is in a more serious condition.

Because the dozen or so submarines found a suitable angle and fired more than a dozen torpedoes at the aircraft carrier.

The calculations at the time indicated that aircraft carriers could not completely evade these torpedoes.

The final decision was for the frigate to act as a shield, blocking the attack trajectory and completely blocking all the torpedoes that were not intercepted and had a chance to hit the aircraft carrier.

This is why the frigate was severely damaged and has begun to capsize.

The commander has ordered the frigate to be abandoned.

Lifeboats were lowered one by one, and the crew members jumped into the lifeboats wearing life jackets, while some jumped into the sea and swam to the lifeboats.

The fleet commander showed no sign of letting his guard down.

She knew perfectly well what the submarines' purpose was in launching the attack at this time.

They wanted to disrupt their plans, and it would be even better if they could damage the aircraft carrier.

Because their fighter jets had already appeared overhead.

From a dozen or so, to dozens, and then to hundreds!

In comparison, the Ninth Carrier Strike Group launched far fewer fighter jets than its counterpart!

"Prepare air defense firepower."

"Beat these bastards down!" the fleet commander said through gritted teeth.

"yes!"

All the anti-aircraft guns and anti-aircraft guns on every warship were ready, and all the soldiers were prepared at this time.

If some people see them as fish on a chopping board, then they, as the fish, must break the knife and chopping board held by these people.

The aerial battle began at this point.

The Ninth Carrier Strike Group is now fully equipped with jet fighters, air-to-air missiles, and cannons.

Meanwhile, the opponent's fighter jets are still mainly propeller-driven aircraft.

However, the technological level of these propeller-driven fighter jets is also terrifying.

It can be said to surpass any propeller-driven fighter jet developed by the Northwest Continent and the Dragon Kingdom to date.

Of course, a large part of the reason is that the Dragon Kingdom did not choose to continue down the path of propeller-driven fighter jets.

After all, the future belongs to jet fighters.

An aerial battle broke out.

First, the JF-17 fighter jets gained the advantage.

Because of the advantage of air-to-air missiles, a large number of enemy propeller-driven fighters were eliminated in the first round.

However, each JF-17 Thunder fighter jet carries a limited number of air-to-air missiles.

Therefore, even after the air-to-air missiles were launched, there were still hundreds of enemy propeller-driven fighters in the air.

At this time.

These JF-17 Thunder fighters no longer had time to return to the aircraft carrier deck to reload their air-to-air missiles; they could only use their cannons to engage in aerial dogfights with these propeller-driven aircraft.

In this situation, the advantages of these propeller-driven fighters in dogfights become apparent, partly because of their sheer number.

Even exchanging two or three for one is perfectly acceptable.

Meanwhile, some of the enemy's propeller-driven aircraft took the opportunity to attack the warships on the sea.

Naval and aerial battles broke out simultaneously.

"Quick! Quick! Keep launching our fighter jets!"

The aircraft carrier's deck was operating at high speed, and all the prepared fighter jets were launched.

Bang bang bang

An enemy propeller-driven fighter jet broke through the barrage of bullets and launched a dive-bombing attack on the aircraft carrier's deck.

The bullets landed on the deck, creating many craters.

Some sailors collapsed directly onto the deck.

The other sailors had no time to grieve; simply pushing their comrades' bodies aside was the greatest help they could offer.

In some critical locations, the only option was to remove the comrade's nameplate and then push the comrade's body into the sea as close as possible.

What is that sound?

More booming sounds came from the air.

The fleet commander frowned, and soon she realized what was going on.

"It's an enemy bomber squadron!"

First, use fighter jets to deplete their air power and anti-aircraft firepower.

Then, the arriving bomber squadrons bombed the fleet.

This is the enemy's hunting plan.

Meanwhile, in the distant seas, enemy warships are rushing towards them like sharks that have smelled blood!