Chapter 508 The Empire’s Navy.

James immediately shrugged, spread his hands and leaned on the chair.

Seeing this, another police officer next to him said:

"The latest news just sent by GFB has ordered the Second Fleet, which was originally stationed on the east coast and is currently on standby in the Asia-Pacific region, to immediately return for reinforcements..."

"Second Fleet!"

As the commander, Carl's veins broke out.

"By the time the Second Fleet arrives, the day lilies will be cold. Just now, Minister Kevin from Washington has personally called me and asked us to find a way to drive away the Yanguo ships immediately!"

"Now that the war is imminent, Yanguo ships have appeared in our waters and we are still unable to expel them! Once exposed by the media, what does this mean?!"

"Have you forgotten the incident about the 'wandering balloon' not long ago? Once it is exposed, our citizens will fall into extreme panic. Yanguo's artillery shells will be aimed at our North American homeland!"

Under the hysterical roar, everyone present fell into silence.

Commander Carl is right.

After all, it is not easy to detect aircraft at an altitude of several thousand meters, but there are many ships coming and going on the coastline. If they cannot be driven away in time and are photographed, it will definitely be a huge blow to the morale of the war that has not yet begun.

After a while, someone suggested.

"At this point, we can only try to use a few 4,000-ton displacement law enforcement ships to try to drive away the Yanguo warships!"

"In my opinion, the symbolic significance of Yan State sending two warships this time is far greater than the actual significance. If we take a tougher stance, we might be able to successfully drive them away!"

Commander Karl's expression finally softened, and upon seeing this, everyone agreed.

"Indeed...that's all our Coast Guard can do...you might as well give it a try."

"Yes, if it doesn't work, we will think of a way. Anyway, let's take action first and try it out to see Yan Guo's attitude."

After a few words, the senior Coast Guard officials reached an agreement.

Soon, the law enforcement ship "Boutwell" received the latest order - "immediately approach Yanguo warships 055 and 052D and shout to drive them away."

…

The "Coast Guard" order was issued almost at the same time as the "Vandenberg Air Force Base" approach warning and order to closely monitor the H-20.

Soon, Sean, the captain of the "Optimus Prime" squadron in the sky, took the lead in arranging the mission.

"Everyone, the latest order from the base is here."

"According to calculations, Yanguo's H-20 can hover in our airspace for up to 1,000 kilometers. We don't need to take any additional actions. We just need to monitor them throughout the entire process to prevent them from entering our airspace."

"1,000 kilometers, they will return in 2 hours at most."

"Of course, in addition to this, we also need to give them a little warning to warn them not to enter our airspace. Enrique, the task of approaching the warning will be left to you."

Enrique, the pilot driving the F-15, suddenly pulled up the nose of the plane, and his excited voice came from the headphones.

"No problem, captain, leave it to me. Let me give these Yan Nation people some color."

As soon as he finished speaking, Enrique was seen driving the F-15 to quickly break away from the formation, approaching the H-20 in the blink of an eye.

With its superb flying skills, the F-15 quickly flew over the head of the H-20, and finally hovered above the left side of the H-20 at almost the same speed. It turned slightly sideways, revealing the fully loaded air-to-air missiles under the wings, threatening

Full of meaning.

This is a standard maneuver for a fighter to show off its bombs to threaten a bomber.

At this moment, Enrique's voice sounded on the H-20's radio public frequency.

"This is the North American Air Force. Attention, you are about to enter North American airspace. Please stay away immediately. Please stay away immediately."

"Repeat, this is the North American Air Force. Attention, you are about to enter North American airspace, please stay away immediately."

As soon as the words fell, a burst of open laughter suddenly sounded in the cockpit of the H-20.

"Haha, Lao Wang, I never thought that we would be driven away by the US military in North American airspace!"

The person flying this H-20 at this time was the Wangqiao crew that had been flying the H-20 before Hu Lai. Although the Wangqiao crew was a top test pilot crew, normally they would not participate in such a dangerous flight mission.

But the situation is urgent at this time, and there is no need to worry about so much!

Hearing other crew members talking, Wang Qiao smiled slightly, and then glanced disdainfully at the F-15 with bombs exposed outside the porthole.

After a while, he picked up the radio communicator and said calmly in standard Chinese:

"I am the Yanguo Air Force. Our army is conducting normal training in international airspace. Please leave immediately."

"At the same time, please immediately stop your unprofessional and provocative behavior. All consequences arising therefrom will be borne by you!"

After saying that, Wang Qiao directly hung up the radio channel, and then said softly to the first officer:

"The rudder is turned right and corrected, and it also lets them see our belly; they are showing off their muscles in front of us, what are they showing off?!"

"Haha, it's you, Lao Wang."

As he finished speaking, the H-20 piloted by Wang Qiao was seen flying slightly to the right, revealing eight large-yield bombs fully loaded under the wings.

Enrique's face turned blue.

He cursed and was about to take further action when Sean, the captain of the "Optimus Prime" squadron who was driving an F-22, stopped him in time.

"Enrique, okay, no need to argue."

"We keep a distance and monitor at all times, just don't let them enter the airspace!"

"It won't be long before they return in despair. Then we will harass them and prevent them from returning smoothly!"

Enrique's expression softened.

"I listen to your captain, when they return, I will bite them hard so that they cannot escape!"

Next, the "Optimus Prime" squadron, which was full of anger, began to monitor the H-20 within the territory of North America. The two H-20s were also very restrained and did not break into the North American airspace. Instead, they kept surrounding the North American airspace.

Flying east from the west coast!

Seeing this, the executives of "Vandenberg Air Force Base" and North American GFB breathed a heavy sigh of relief.

The H-20 did not invade its own airspace. It seems that Yanguo officials still exercise restraint.

After one hour……

The first batch of F-15s to take off were in an emergency, so their fuel levels were at their lowest.

"Captain, I need to apply to return home. My fuel level has bottomed out..."

"Okay, contact base."

Immediately afterwards, as "Vandenberg Air Force Base" dispatched 4 more F-15 sorties, the original 4 F-15s returned and landed.

Two hours later...

"Captain...it's time for this H-20 to return, right?"

"According to their flight path, they will be flying to the East Coast soon... My dear, are they going to fly around North America?"

Captain Sean also felt a little nervous.

"Well...according to the official data released by Yan Kingdom, the maximum range is indeed 21,000 kilometers. There may be some discrepancies. Three hours should be the limit."

"Okay, then wait a moment..."

Three hours later.

"team leader……"

Sean's head was sweating a little at this time. Driving a fighter jet was not like driving a car. Flying for three consecutive hours was already an extremely high-intensity flight.

"I know what you want to ask. It has been exactly three hours now. Their limit must have been reached. They should return at any time."

"Captain, I don't mean to say this... I just want to report that I have been in the air for two hours. Our fuel level has bottomed out and we must return."

Sean was silent for a while. After a while, the F-22 he was driving suddenly sounded an alarm. After a closer look, even his F-22 had a fuel level alarm!

Good guy!

Sean couldn't help but look at the H-20 not far ahead. He couldn't figure it out. No matter how extreme the calculation was, the H-20 should have returned!

They have absolutely no supply points in the Pacific. If they don't return at this time, do they really have enough fuel to fly back to Yanguo?!

"team leader……"

"Okay, I get it!"

Hearing the team members shouting again, Sean quickly came back from his thoughts, with a bitter look on his face, and immediately began to call the base.

"Basic base, the 'Optimus Prime' squadron applied to return..."

At this moment, the big bosses at "Vandenberg Air Force Base" and the Washington military were completely confused. Everyone was stunned. How long is the cruising range of Yanguo's H-20?!

How long is this flight going to take?!

On this day, "Vandenberg Air Force Base" military aircraft frequently took to the air, making it very lively.

At the same time, because the H-20 flew around the entire North American airspace, flights in and out of North America were greatly affected, and countless civil routes were suspended and delayed.

Finally, a large number of netizens around the world began to discover this situation...
To be continued...