Rebirth: Fight For Life

   Chapter 740 Out of Control! fear!

   "2 minutes to prepare!"

   The captain gave an order, and SASR, a member of the Sabre Squadron, stood up.

   It’s not a HALO either, and the team members don’t need to prepare anything in particular.

   After that, everyone was stunned. what's the situation? How did you lose weight?

"boom!"

   Heavy sound, accompanied by severe pain.

   Then it started rolling.

   High above the sea near Port Moresby, a transport plane suddenly lost its balance and began to roll and fall.

  …

  Redmond's Toowoomba didn't encounter such an exaggerated reaction, but all the electronic equipment on the ship suddenly failed.

   "What happened?!" Redmond was panicked, but calmly, he asked his adjutant.

   "...the propulsion system is fine, but...the electronics seem to be completely compromised. It's kind of like a...RMP attack."

   "What are you kidding?" Redmond exclaimed, "Now what ships are not natural Faraday cages, which we are all trained to do. You told me it was an EMP attack?"

   "I know, but... all electronic systems can't be activated!" The adjutant grimaced, with a faint fear in his eyes.

   "All... all won't start?" Redmond's voice trembled a little.

   "Really...really..."

  The two were silent.

   They know that this is not a very wide sea.

   They were originally patrolling along a circular route in an area.

   "What's the current heading data?" Redmond asked with a glimmer of hope.

   "Heading 189!" Fortunately, the soldiers under his command are still competent, and they didn't get distracted just now.

  Redmond was refreshed: "Who remembers the exact time when the electronic equipment failed? Has the rudder angle changed from just now?"

   The people on the boat were stunned.

   "Do you have an electronic watch or a mechanical watch? Check it out!"

   A hand was raised.

  Redmond looked over, it was the helmsman.

   He had a bad feeling.

   The helmsman said weakly: "Just now...not the mechanical control mode..."

  Redmond stared at him.

  "...lost control, it should have automatically returned to the straight direction under the action of water flow..."

   "Don't stop!" Redmond finally controlled his emotions, "Start calculating the range of possible headings now. Where's the communication equipment?"

   "Captain..." the adjutant said with difficulty, "It's all electronic equipment. We are the latest frigate, the outdated vacuum tube equipment has been eliminated..."

  Redmond looked at the other ships in the fleet and asked anxiously: "Can I contact them? Immediately send a semaphore to communicate!"

   Fortunately, it was a well-trained team, and soon after, the basic communication was completed.

  Redmond looked at the heading data that had been roughly calculated, and faced the paper version of the chart he took out.

   "Heading 227, speed 18 knots, let's semaphore."

   After a long time, Redmond issued an order.

   In this case, we can no longer sway here. The most important thing is to bring all the ships and people back to the nearest port.

  If...if you can take it home.

  Redmond looked at the indistinguishable sea water. Fortunately, there was the sun now, and he could accurately judge the time.

   But what he was worried about was whether the attack was just this wave.

   What he is more worried about is, what level of attack is this? Without warning, without seeing any signs of attack or EMP outbreak, several ships of different types and all electronic equipment were finished.

  He...can he really bring everyone and the ship back?

  …

  The transport plane rolled down uncontrollably, but the pilots are well-trained, and the aircraft of the defense system are also equipped with mechanical control systems.

   Now, drivers who drive automatic transmission for a long time will suddenly switch to manual transmission.

The    environment is: suddenly out of control, rolling down and falling. All electronic equipment seemed to be down, even if the crew members in the cabin were temporarily informed to parachute to escape.

   In this situation where his posture was unstable, he did not dare to open the cabin.

  No electronics running, no warning lights, no beeping, just tumbling.

  The pilot steered the plane with all his might, without telex, any movement was so laborious. What's more, the visceral feeling is rolling now.

  Finally, after he felt his muscles were extremely tense and stiff, the plane finally entered a state of gliding.

   He confirmed that all the electronic devices on the plane were dead. After exchanging gestures with the co-pilot, he concentrated on steering the plane and gliding first, identifying the direction.

The co-pilot and the mechanic behind him said loudly: "Go and tell Captain Hope that we were attacked by EMP, all electronic equipment failed, and we can't guarantee the return flight. We will make an emergency landing at Port Moresby Airport, and ask Captain Hope to lead the team after parachuting. Hide and wait for rescue!"

   He said these words in a complicated mood.

   I don't know if other operations have been launched. If they have been launched, they are considered to be forced to land in the enemy area.

   But if all parachuting and abandoning the plane, the loss is too great.

   Therefore, the only way is to let the SASR team members not be caught first, and reduce the bargaining chips needed.

   Of course, the premise is that, under the current circumstances, the plane can make a successful forced landing.

  You know, airplanes can’t even communicate now!

   The co-pilot felt that there is a high probability that after the encounter, he could not respond to the shouting, and then he was shot down...

   He was dazed and terrified, what happened?

  …

  Soma Lei was still waiting anxiously when Gu Song's call finally came.

   "How's it going?" Somare asked immediately.

"The fleet seems to have returned, there are two transport planes, one seems to have given up, the coordinates are... There should be their people in the nearby sea, you can look for them. The other one is still heading to Morse. Flying from Hong Kong seems to be trying to make a forced landing."

   Somare didn't know what method he used, a little scared and a little excited: "Crash landing?"

   "The electronics on the plane should be dead. I think you can get them to land, which is also a bargaining chip. Its current heading data is..."

   "I'll arrange it immediately!" Somare was a little excited. Papua New Guinea's air power has also strengthened a little in the past two years, and it should not fail in the face of an opponent whose electronic equipment has been completely destroyed.

   He asked curiously, "Why are all their electronic devices gone?"

  Gu Song smiled on the phone, and then said: "Then, it should be back to the current situation. Of course, I won't use this method too much. Others still need you to deal with it."

"I see!"

  …

   At this time, some places on the Ocean Continent were completely chaotic.

   "Two SASR squads, three fleets, all lost contact? What are you talking about?" The boss who was closely watching the operation had completely lost his composure.

"We could see them on the radar, but all contact was cut off." The person reporting felt his throat was dry, not because of a lot of words, but because of nervousness. "The fleet is returning, a transport plane ... look. Appears to have crashed and another is on its way to Port Moresby."

"Other ships must be dispatched immediately to respond to the fleet." A staff officer immediately said, "Looking at their current heading data, it is very rough, not pointing precisely to any port, but it is a general direction. I judge that not only the communication ability, maybe they Having lost navigation and even more equipment, it's kind of like a…very strong EMP attack, my goodness…”

   The boss frowned and asked, "What's wrong?"

The staff officer adjusted his emotions vigorously, and then said: "Three fleets...two planes...under the three-dimensional scale, their distance...height...is so different, but at the same time they encountered an EMP attack...and they had to return immediately. Attack...this...this..."

   Another staff officer responded: "They went to Port Moresby for a forced landing! Quick, we have to contact PNG to ensure their safety!"

  The big guy feels a little confused.

   "Wait wait, you said it was an EMP attack? Where did the attack come from? It might be a Chinese, didn't their ship back down?"

  The two staff officers suddenly spoke at the same time, but the content was different.

   "Flint Island!"

   "Space!"

   After saying that, a chill appeared on them.

   Unless they have refitted something new on their already public ship model. Otherwise, such a powerful EMP attack that can affect such a large range at the same time can only be beyond their comprehension.

   Like an aerospace plane!

   (end of this chapter)