Chapter 338 There is still a way
The American battleship is in formation.
"This is impossible. Those cowardly Latin lazy guys who only know samba and football, how can they have such a strong will to fight? They are not those stubborn Orientals!" The black Albert looked at the sky. Among them, a group of black presses flew in again, saying in disbelief.
“It seems that the ability of those two Chinese people cannot be underestimated. They actually have the ability to change people’s hearts. That kind of skill is often difficult to learn and master, unless one out of ten million A talented person, and at the same time, he has to match the corresponding alien species," the white man Charmian sighed.
“Damn it, those accompanying aliens are no longer good. Their alien power is almost exhausted. Although the consumption of sniper skills by anti-aircraft machine guns is relatively small, they are still unable to withstand such long-term consumption. "Yeah." The black man Albert looked at a mutant who was adding sniper skills to an anti-aircraft machine gun and shook his head.
The figure of that person has become illusory, and it is obvious that he will disappear in the next moment.
They don’t have Wen Rensheng’s ability to speed up the recovery of alien power.
“It looks like we have to fight hard, but the only real threat is dive bombers, but it is not easy to do dive bombing well. As for those torpedo planes, they are useless and can’t hit at all. , Besides, there are destroyers as walls." Charmian, the white man, did not panic.
As he said, although anti-aircraft machine guns and anti-aircraft guns quickly lost their high-hitting effect, the problem was that few South American pilots could dive bomb well as they were trained to do.
Despite their courage, many people still have a low hit rate. They often drop bombs more than ten times without hitting a single shot.
What's more, battleships are thick-skinned and thick-skinned. Even if they are hit by a 500-kilogram aerial bomb, as long as it doesn't hit a vital point, they can continue to survive under damage control.
It is said that aircraft carriers can defeat battleships only if the pilot training level is high enough.
It is difficult to practice as a pilot, but it is even more difficult to practice as a carrier-based aircraft pilot.
Seeing this, the black man Albert felt relieved.
However, he quickly regretted: "In this way, we can only draw a tie with them. We cannot completely annihilate those aircraft carriers like in history. After all, they are all products of the Chinese people. No slower than our battleships.”
"Yeah, it's meaningless if it's just a tie. We won't get anything. By the way, I have an idea." Charmian, the white man, rolled his eyes.
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In the command room, Wen Rensheng looked down at a piece of paper. This message was given to him by a seagull when he went up to the deck just now.
"Hello, dear sir, I can help you defeat this American fleet."
"You should have got the news. Your carrier-based aircraft have had very few results, only sinking They killed one of our destroyers and damaged two battleships, but on the contrary, they lost nearly two hundred aircraft and two hundred pilots. I think this is not a victory.”
"I can help you win a big victory, and my condition is that after the scene is over, you can pay me 60 million US dollars."
"If you agree, please let this A seagull brought back your reply. "
Spending 60 million to win a game is probably the most expensive reward.
Wen Rensheng had just finished reading the note when the aircraft carrier captain came over with a frustrated look on his face: "We still failed. The skills of those pilots were too poor. It was obvious that the enemy's anti-aircraft weapons had been lost." Without the power, it’s like a coconut with its hard shell peeled off, but they can’t eat the meat.”
Wu Liansong shook his head at Wen Rensheng. This is the tragedy of a consultant. No matter how good your strategy is and how effective your planning is, if you don’t have a sufficient level of executor, you will still fail miserably.
Wen Rensheng looked at the secret letter and asked the captain: "How many mutants do we have here who have expert-level or above sniper skills?"
"We, the total number of mutants There are very few, and they are not willing to get on the battleship. They just want to stay in their plantation, drink coffee and smoke cigars." The captain shook his head.
Speaking of this, the captain was very puzzled and said: "Why are your aliens willing to join the war? All of our aliens will hide behind. If they are forcibly recruited, they will Run back to Europe or America, and this time they are fighting America again, and they will not show up."
Understood, this is another reason why aircraft carriers cannot defeat battleships in history.
However, this point was not recorded in the history books, and the Americans did not want a brilliant and reversal of victory to be seen as ineffective in the eyes of others.
Yes, if only one side has a mutant ending up, it is equivalent to a heavyweight fighting a lightweight.
There is never only one reason for failure, just like there is never only one reason for success.
Wu Liansong replied: "Of course it's because we understand that if our country fails, we will lose our successors, lose our security, and lose a lot."
"This won't happen, right? You guys will lose it. You can join the victors, just like the Mongolian army back then. They never killed craftsmen. As long as they were willing to surrender, they would even select craftsmen before brutally massacring the city." The captain shook his head.
Wu Liansong knew that he could not explain clearly to the other party. After all, the backgrounds of the two sides were different. The South Americans were all newly established colonial countries and had suzerain states. They did not have a deep cultural heritage and self-identity. In this case, their aliens were even more so. .
Thinking of this, he pulled Wen Rensheng aside: "I think these guys can't stand up to the wall. Even if we give advice and encourage morale, it's useless. We can't be allowed to fly there. Let's fight, I can't fly a plane either."
"Although I have just learned it, I can only fly civilian ones." Wen Rensheng also shook his head.
Wu Liansong said helplessly: "It seems that we have to let them retreat. I don't know what will happen after the scene is over."
Wen Rensheng showed the note to the other party.
"Huh, it looks like a scam at first glance. Now neither side can fight. After all, we still have carrier-based aircraft to obscure battlefield information. They only have a very small number of reconnaissance aircraft and cannot find our exact location. Now we can withdraw from the battle at any time. He holds the initiative on the battlefield. That guy just wants us to take the bait and not leave the battlefield, and then he tries to engage in close combat with us." Wu Liansong saw through it at a glance.
"Yes, this is a scam. The other party must also know that we can see through it. He is betting on our greed and our desire to use our tricks. These guys have studied our strategy very deeply." Wen Rensheng agreed.
“Yes, these Americans, they all seem to be upright, but in fact they are no less conspiratorial than us,” Wu Liansong nodded, and then asked, “Then what do you want to do now? What to do? I have seen through that it is useless to count on these South Americans."
"Well, it is useless to count on them. Now we can only count on ourselves." Wen Rensheng said quietly.
He still has a way.
(End of this chapter)