A Story Of A Country That Got Isekai'd

Chapter 46 - Battle of the Northern Seas

DAY 7
4:57 PM

The first wave of F-16's from 602nd Fighter Squadron retreated back to base, they have spent all of their bombs. 73 ships have been sunk with at another 23 heavily damaged.

The flying swords wrecked a good portion of the Imperial Grand Fleet. Chaos ensued. The ships are now circling and or have slowed down as they tried to pick up the downed sailors.

The seas are covered with blood and scraps. The fleets morale is in all time low, the flying swords were able to deal much damage but none were even shot down.

Due to the fast pace of the attacks, many wyverns that were brought into flat top steamships, acting as carriers. Never got into the air as some were fast asleep and they need longer preparation time. They have at least a small assurance that tge next air attack would be challenge by their prized wyverns.

When suddenly.

*KABOOOMMM*

*PHOOOSSSHHHH*

A protected cruiser exploded out of nowhere. The large fountain of water can be seen by the hundreds of sailors.

"PHANTOM! IT IS THE PHANTOM!"

"EVASIVE MANUEVERS!"

The various crew of every ships ran into disarray. They were helplees agaisnt this phantom of the seas.

*BOOOMMM*

Another protected cruiser was hit and it immediately rolled over to her starboard and the large wall of water were subsequently followed by a large explosion. The ships magazine ignited as the ship rolled over, sending hundred of shells tumbling down the decks.

And another. This time the ship were lifted out of the water as the large explosion buckled her keel, immediately splitting it in half.

And another. This time the flat tops where the wyverns are getting ready immediately capsizes sending their prized wyverns to the cold waters.

And another.

And another. It seemed endless.

Beneath the waves four Cardonian submarines are a having a field day. The two submarines on patrol to support the naval task force in Giniana for more than a week now, the Squall and the Typhoon pounced the helpless enemy one by one. Another two that were on regular patrol down south, the Storm and the Hurricane are joining the party.

The wolfpack mercilessly picked upon their helpless prey, at periscope depth the captains of the submarines pick their targets one by one. They are strictly ordered to target large and armored ones, this is to lessen the work of the air force and the surface fleet not so far behind.

Within minutes, a number of ships have slipped beneath the waves. Sending hundreds of sailors to their watery graves.

To fuel the further chaos, the sailors began to hear the ominous sound of jet engines.

"TH... THE FLYING SWORDS ARE BACK!" shouted the sailors.

Another wave of 12 F-16's, this time from the 601st Squadron. The Cardonian version of the American Capitol Guardians. They are strictly tasked in protecting the Capital's airspace and towns near the it. They are the Royal Guards of the air.

A few wyverns tried to intercept the jets, but were met with AIM-9 missiles or the Phytons and 20mm cannon fire.

They flew unchallenged above the helpless Imperials, they once again dropped this black objects.

The guided bombs hit their marks.

*KABOOOMMM*

Within their single pass, a dozen steamships took on considerable damage and began to take on water. This are then followed by another exploding armored cruiser. For the surviving sailors aboard the nearby ships, it is hell.