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16: Chapter 16 The Seven Seas Joint Fleet! The Overt Scheme in ”No Man’s Land”On the boundary line between the international waters and the Exclusive Economic Zone of Longxia Country in the South China Sea, a confrontation capable of altering the world order was brewing.

Under the lead-gray sky, the sea surface seemed to be torn apart by an invisible giant hand. A massive steel fleet was cutting through the waves with an arrogant posture, advancing at full speed toward the southeast.

At the core position was a pitch-black behemoth, mountain-like in size—the pride of the Eagle Federation Navy, the nuclear-powered Magic Guide Aircraft Carrier, the ”poseidon”.

Its displacement exceeded an astonishing one hundred and twenty thousand tons, but that was not its most terrifying aspect. Around its wide flight deck, there were no dense close-in weapon systems commonly seen; instead, six semi-transparent rhombic crystal towers, up to thirty meters high, were suspended.

A faint blue radiance flowed within these crystal towers, a sign of intense reaction from highly concentrated liquid Demonic Energy. Six beams of light shot into the sky, converging a thousand meters high, then descended like a waterfall, supporting a pale blue hemispherical force field shield that enveloped the entire carrier.

As waves struck the base of the shield, they stirred up visible rings of energy ripples.

This was the crystallization of the Eagle Federation’s ultimate ’Magic Guide Technology’. This shield could not only withstand a Category 12 typhoon but theoretically could even endure a saturation strike from conventional anti-ship missiles.

Flanking the ”poseidon” were over twenty modern warships from seven allied nations, including Sakura Country, Austradia, and Gaul Chicken. Missile destroyers, cruisers, supply ships... various radar antennas spun incessantly, and the black muzzles of cannons were always aimed at the northern horizon amidst the rising and falling of the waves.

Banners darkened the sky, and the Killing Intent was chilling. This was the so-called ’Seven Seas Joint Fleet,’ capable of blockading the world’s oceans.

Inside the operations command room on the top deck of the ”poseidon,” luxurious Persian carpets covered the floor, and the air was thick with the mellow aroma unique to Cuban cigars, utterly incongruous with the grim atmosphere of war outside.

Eagle Federation Navy Admiral, ’Storm’ George, stood before a holographic tactical sea chart that covered an entire wall. He wore a crisp white naval dress uniform, his chest medals gleaming under the lights.

Compared to the fury and loss of composure he displayed earlier at The Pentagon when F-22s were mysteriously held suspended in the air by an unknown force, he now appeared exceptionally elegant and composed.

He even had the leisure to hold a stemmed glass, gently swirling the top-tier red wine inside, which was as clear as a ruby, while looking out through the massive floor-to-ceiling porthole, overlooking this invincible fleet that belonged to him.

”General, we are about to enter the Longya Island sea area.”

The adjutant strode over and reported, ”The Long Country Navy is frantically shouting over the public channel, claiming we are about to intrude upon their territorial waters and demanding we immediately change course, or they will take all necessary measures.”

”Necessary measures?” George took a sip of red wine, as if hearing a joke. ”Let them take them. Are they going to use those ship cannons whose range is less than half of ours, or do they plan to swim over and bite our hull?”

A restrained, low chuckle echoed in the command room.

The adjutant, however, showed a trace of worry on his face. ”General, although this is international water, it is still close to Longxia’s Exclusive Economic Zone. What happened last night was too bizarre; the principles behind those two F-22s are still unclear. If we charge in so openly, will it...”

”Relax, my child, you are too tense.”

George turned around and patted the adjutant’s stiff shoulder. ”Do you think I’m some brute whose mind is clouded by rage? No, quite the opposite. I have already simulated this battle countless times in my mind.”