The pilot of the P-3C anti-submarine patrol aircraft was shocked by the scene in front of them. The huge splashes on the sea surface allowed them to see only a glimpse of the enemy, but only Godzilla could tear apart a 3,300-ton Soryu-class submarine like a toy.
"Turn on the Tactical Common Data Link (TCDL) and send the captured images to the fleet behind."
"Don't you need to notify Michu?"
"Baga, do you think they won't monitor our data link? Have you forgotten that the TCDL was bought from the US by the Self-Defense Forces?"
Lieutenant Tamura, sitting in the driver's seat, vented his stress to his subordinates. He pressed the navigation correction key and set a new route.
"Can the anti-submarine torpedo be launched?"
"We can fire at any time, but I'm afraid we'll hit the Zui Long by mistake."
Sitting behind him was Sato, the sonar and weapons operator.
"Baga! Do you think there are still people alive on that submarine?"
The advanced optoelectronic system of the P-3C anti-submarine patrol aircraft can clearly capture the current situation of the Ruilong. The pressure hull that can withstand hundreds of meters of water depth has been severely deformed, and the entire streamlined submarine has been twisted into a knot.
"Hi!"
"Turn on radar altitude hold mode and prepare to fire!"
In order to fight Godzilla, all their torpedoes were replaced from MK-46 light torpedoes to more powerful MK-50 torpedoes. MK-50 is faster and can dive deeper. It was originally designed to deal with the fast double-hulled A-class attack nuclear submarines of the former Soviet Union. It is equipped with a hollow charge warhead and has much stronger armor-piercing ability than MK-46 and MK-54.
But no one dares to guarantee that the MK-50 can penetrate Godzilla's scales.
"Select high-speed passive guidance mode, the homing device's range is the shortest 300 yards, the navigation depth is 65 feet, and the horizontal search pattern is right circular."
Although Lieutenant Tamura was frustrated, he had rich anti-submarine experience. The Godzilla in front of him, attacking the submarine, was a fixed target, and there was almost no possibility of missing it.
Soon, the first MK-50 dropped into the water with a parachute. After the parachute was dropped, the 160-horsepower double-circuit closed-cycle steam turbine engine inside the torpedo started to work, driving the torpedo to dive to the predetermined depth, and after leveling off, it began to search in a right circular motion.
The sound of Godzilla tearing the submarine apart could be easily distinguished in the sea water, and the sharp sound of metal twisting and breaking could almost deafen the sonar operator's ears.
The torpedo drew a white line in the water and headed straight towards the target.
Because if there is not enough time interval between the torpedoes, they will interfere with each other. Tanaka counted for fifteen seconds before dropping the second torpedo. He fired all the torpedoes mounted in the fuselage at the fastest speed.
"boom!"
Where the first torpedo hit the target, a bright light first lit up on the dark blue seabed, and then the sea water like a jade mountain rose from the sea surface.
A few seconds later, the second torpedo hit.
A series of huge roars sounded on the sea, causing huge waves.
"Did we take out Godzilla?"
Sato said excitedly.
"I don't know, but Kato is definitely dead."
Lieutenant Tamura told a rare joke that was not funny.
It took a long time for the turbulent sea surface to calm down. The Ruilong had become a pile of debris floating on the sea, floating in a large amount of oil.
There was no sign of Godzilla, as if it had completely disappeared from the sea.
"Throw an SSQ-62 DICASS active sonar buoy."
Tamura made a judgment and he wanted to find the Godzilla from the sea.
Soon, an active sonar buoy was thrown into the water. As soon as it fell asleep, it made a "bang!" "bang!" sound, and then the radiation of sound waves determined the location of the target.
Not long after the sonar buoy was dropped, Sato's face was distorted with fear.
"Climb! Climb quickly! It! It's right below us! It's coming up!"
Tamura was so horrified that he felt as if his internal organs were being pulled out of his body. He pulled the joystick hard, trying to make the patrol plane climb.
"boom!"
The calm sea surface below suddenly exploded, and Godzilla's huge body rushed out. It had just dived to the bottom of the sea hundreds of meters deep, and then accelerated to rush up from the bottom of the sea.
The huge body soared into the air and glided in the air.
It opened its mouth wide, bit the desperately fleeing P-3C, chewed it a few times, and swallowed it.
In the command cabin of the DDG-17 destroyer Atago, located dozens of miles away, several senior officers watched the images transmitted back via the data link in silence. They watched the entire process from the patrol plane discovering Godzilla to being devoured. Even Tamura's sarcastic tone was clearly heard.
The command cabin was now so solemn that it seemed as if water was about to drip.
"Adjust course immediately... We can't fight a monster like this."
The captain gave the order and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
But soon the phone in the command cabin rang. Not long after the captain picked up the phone, his face turned ashen, as if he had seen the obituary of his parents.
After hanging up the phone with an apologetic smile, he cursed angrily.
"Baga! It's that bastard Nick Fury! He wants us to follow Godzilla who just appeared!"
There was an uproar in the command cabin, and all the officers were furious. How was this order any different from sending them to their deaths
Not long after, the phone rang again, and the captain seemed to have aged ten years after answering it.
"It was the Minister of Defense who told us to temporarily obey the command of the Americans."
There was silence in the command cabin. Not long after, Atago began to accelerate and headed in the direction where the patrol plane crashed.
The huge Titan was modified while Tony Stark worked overtime. It was lifted by four engines and rushed to the target sea area.
The Titan's huge body directly created a hurricane on the sea surface. The fixed steel cables cut through the air, making a shrill sound.
Nick Fury did not choose to command on the aircraft carrier this time, but sat in a Quinjet fighter, just above Titan. The sea outside the porthole was surging, just like his mood. He stood in the cabin and looked down at the destroyers speeding up, cutting through the waves, and dragging white trails on the sea.
On the electronic map, patrol planes and bombers were moving rapidly, like a school of fish that had found their target. They were flying towards the sea. Groups of patrol planes, bombers, and destroyers formed a huge encirclement, surrounding the suddenly appearing Godzilla.
Facing the upcoming battle, he has almost gambled everything, and even used the intelligence he had eavesdropped on before to force the Japanese to serve as cannon fodder.
He can't afford to lose, and he can't lose.