The Deadly Assassin Robin novel Chapter 1304

On Eldraeth Isle, two massive aircraft carrier fleets had assumed their positions—one to intercept, the other to launch the assault.

Every single missile locked onto its target at the Yaspian Ocean, where the Saint Warriors of the Criele fleet had gathered.

Aboard the Beast, the entire mercenaries erupted into cheers as the light-speed warship leaped back into combat.

Every mercenary who risked their life for money knew that as long as the Divine Drakebane was alive, they might collect a large sum of money.

They would fight anyone as long as they received enough money. Even if it meant going up against Autreynian or Tanquerian armies.

If the stakes were great enough, they would act without hesitation.

The armed mercenary forces that have been fighting for a long time know that those so-called indestructible and powerful are just a fart.

When the missiles flew, it didn't care about diplomacy. It tore through lies like paper.

Many mighty nations, despite outward pressure and military threats, were neither fearful nor weak. It was because their politicians were concerned about their interests being jeopardized.

All that talk about protecting the people was just the story they sold to the public. They would rather choose dialogue and tolerance.

Their previous so-called confrontations, provocations, and so-called friction-making seemed like a real war was coming. These enemies were all created by agreement between them. It is nothing more than transferring internal conflicts and highlighting the existence of power.

The global situation looked tense to the common folk, but it was just a game between great powers.

Only the brainless people would join them in shouting war.

The ignorant were only fooled, they had always achieved mutual success.

Following the storm, comes the quiet. Hostile high-level officials in various regions have already hugged and kissed.

Meanwhile, these so-called justice warriors among the masses still clung to their outrage—"Why didn't we go to war?!"

They remained clueless about the truth that the highest degree of competition is gamesmanship and deterrence rather than war.

Once the masks come off, all that strength becomes nothing more than paper tigers. Especially for a country like Criele.

They were clamoring all over the place to stand shoulder-to-shoulder with Draconia as if they were equals.

However, they had no idea that those so-called aircraft carrier strike groups were pieced together from knockoff ships. It was nothing more than a fancy-looking fake.

The true military giants of the world such as Autreynia, Tanqueria, and Draconia had long seen through the illusion, but they chose not to talk about it.

However, what was happening in the Yaspian Ocean now wasn't a game between great forces. This was private revenge.

Eldraeth Isle's carrier group and the Beast weren't here to play by international rules.

Their main mission was to take down the Criele's carrier battle group and protect the light-speed warship.

The Eldraeth Isle aircraft carrier battle group, as well as the Beast, had the world's most modern missiles and aircraft.

By comparison, Criele's equipment looked useless before them.

In just five minutes, their Saint Warriors's carrier fleet was unable to withstand the battle.

Although none of the missiles they launched struck the light-speed warship, the two commercial escort fleets were tearing into them with merciless precision.

In desperation, Ragnar Robinson, commander-in-chief of the Saint Warriors aircraft carrier battle group, had no choice but to send an emergency call for backup to the highest military committee.

Jolgeir Flett, the supreme commander of the highest military committee, couldn't have imagined even in his worst nightmares that things would spiral this fast.

The light-speed warship hadn't even fired a shot at them yet, but Eldraeth Isle's carrier fleet and the Beast had unleashed a full storm of missiles upon them.

Criele's high command had gambled everything on that one bold strike against the light-speed warship.

Those high-ranking naval commanders, dreaming of one day crowning themselves as Aurientia's dominant sea power, were reduced to ash and smoke, rising silently into the clouds, carried by the very flames of their ambition.

It took just three minutes for the light-speed warship to erase every one of Criele's naval command centers.

Ten minutes after Criele's maritime elites were directly erased by the light-speed warship, the highest command center of the New Deli National Defense Force did not yet know.

Their fleets, spread across the ocean, were completely in the dark.

Now, with every naval command post turned to ruins, the light-speed warship moved to the next stage—systematically targeting the rest of Criele's major fleets, the air wings, and their four main naval bases.

Criele's naval aviation squadron consisted of fifteen flying squadrons, three drone squadrons, and six primary air stations.

After the Saint Warriors' carrier fleet had been struck by missiles, the naval aviation squadron immediately ordered the fleet to prepare for battle.

All departments of the aviation squadrons were prepared, waiting only for the order from the aviation headquarters to lift off and carry out their attack mission.

However, after receiving the order to prepare for war urgently, there was still no order from the headquarters.

The same thing happened with the command centers of the four military bases.

At 3:58 p.m., the light-speed warship began its sweep of targeted strikes across Criele's sea-based forces.

Ten air stations and twenty-five flying squadrons vanished in fire in the blink of an eye with hundreds of fighter jets never even made it off the runway.

Following that, the Western Fleet Navy Base, the Kowai Western Fleet, the Blight Southern Fleet, the Helix South Navy Base, and the Tiger Shark Eastern Fleet. Even Karl Port and Bloom Port Base, still under construction, were all leveled to rubble.

By the time the smoke started to clear, Criele's arrogant military strategists finally grasped the truth. Everything they had spent decades building had been wiped from the sea.

After erasing all of Criele's maritime power, Robin publicly announced on the internet, "To the strategic masterminds of Criele, my next target is your army's major military zones."

Panic instantly exploded across the nation.