"Haha, Brother Ling Yun, it seems these mortal ants are about to attack us."
Above the East Sea surface, Zhao Feng saw that the ship cannons of the destroyers were aimed at them. Although he didn't know how these things would attack, a sneer still escaped his lips.
"They're just a bunch of creatures courting death."
Hou Tong also let out a contemptuous laugh.
On the four destroyers and ten missile frigates, all the missiles were ready, with each ship's captain prepared to give the launch command at any moment.
"Ship-to-air missiles ready, fire!"
From the leading destroyer, a "Gadfly" missile soared into the sky with a long trail of flames, drawing an arc and shooting violently towards the three people standing thousands of meters away in mid-air.
"Interesting, these mortal toys can even aim at us. I just wonder how powerful they are."
