Just as the league players were ready for battle, the Third Air Brigade of the Southern Legion was also ready for all battles.
One hundred dagger fighters formed an attack formation in the air, and rushed towards the invading group with murderous intent, just like a pack of wolves hunting sheep.
The Wirants obviously didn't take these Bharat fighters seriously.
Even if the training cost of propeller pilots is not as exaggerated as jet aircraft, it will take at least five or six months to train.
And this is still the most basic.
If you want to ensure sufficient combat effectiveness, you have to go through at least 10 months of training and ensure a flight time of at least 400 hours.
With the combat talent of the Willant people, the training efficiency is about 15 to 2 times that of ordinary people, but it will take three months to form effective combat effectiveness at the earliest.
On the other hand, the Bharat Kingdom, which evolved from the Heavenly King Army, was not even established for so long!
Even if they could purchase some civilized equipment from the alliance, they could not find a few decent pilots.
That's why.
These hundred daggers increased their speed to the maximum without any hesitation, and pounced on the group of medals flying all over the sky, for fear that they would be snatched by airships in the distance or air defense units on the ground!
Go and die!!
Milton, who was staring at the recent enemy plane, pulled the trigger without hesitation, and the two 10mm cannons under his seat shot out thick and long flame tongues.
Bang bang bang!
The deafening roar shocked the cabin and made crisp sounds, and the thick and long rain of bullets was like a spear stabbed out of his hand!
This will be a battle without any suspense!
It cannot even be called a battle, but a completely one-sided massacre!
After all, the guy who rushed towards him at this moment might have been halfway through the training class, and he couldn't even find the weapon insurance. Eighty percent of him were yelling with his teammates around him, why can't he shoot?
Although it is a bit exaggerated, the meaning is quite different.
A sarcastic grin sneered on the corner of Milton's mouth.
He seemed to have seen the fireball burning and falling to the ground, and the light from the corner of his eyes was even starting to look for the next target favored by the god of death.
However, at this moment, a scene that stunned him happened.
I saw that the plane that should have been torn to pieces suddenly tilted.
Seeing that the long string of tracers was about to tear it apart, it was like a clever bird, riding on the rapid airflow and turning sideways, using the lateral thrust generated by air resistance, completing a drum-like roll with a large wheelbase, lightly passing the cannon and rushing straight towards it with unabashed speed.
The flowing movement was like a flipped sword flower in the hands of a fencing champion.
And the murderous intent hidden in it has quietly revealed its edge.
Milton's eyes were straightened, and his two eyes were soaring into a table tennis ball, and cold sweat also soaked his back in an instant.
This guy is definitely not a rookie!
No
It should be said that guy could never be a pilot in the Bharat Province!
The skillful flying skills and ease of on-the-spot reactions cannot be practiced during the exercise.
Only by experiencing the brink of death countless times and breaking free from the chains of death countless times can one hone the skills that are enough to play with death in the clapping.
That guy is definitely ace!
He is in trouble!
Oh shit!
After cursing inwardly, Milton stepped on the rudder with his right foot, pulled up and tried to bite the sight on the plane's flight trajectory and then add a shuttle.
However, the other party did not give him this opportunity.
At the same time as the roller maneuver was completed, the rear-striking W-2 coolly threw out a short and deadly cannon.
The 20mm armor-piercing incendiary bomb outlined an arc of death in the air, like a top-down diagonal slash, sealing the direction of Milton's car.
The winner has been decided.
Finished
There was no chance to dodge at all, Milton could only look away in despair as the fleeting shooting window walked away, and then inevitably bumped into the deadly cannon.
boom!
A hot smoke burst out from the explosion of the flames, and a dagger with broken wings quickly swung and fell to the ground.
Take the first kill...go well.
Looking at the falling enemy plane, Feng Qing threw a goodbye casually, then skillfully pulled out the marker inserted on the leg of the pants and wrote the first stroke of the regular word on one side of the cabin.
Playing well.
But it's still a little too tender.
That guy probably was in a hurry to get the first kill. He fired from such a long distance, and she didn't even have to activate her agility talent. She just hid in a simple roller maneuver.
And that guy's next move is easy to judge. He will definitely find a way to make up for it after failing to hit.
It is enough to use the machine gun to block the movement trajectory of the enemy aircraft in advance while the two cannons bite at them.
Because the enemy underestimated the enemy, there was a lot of shooting window for her.
At the same time, Guigui's voice came from the communication channel.
Oh oh oh!Beautiful and clean!
Haha, it's OK...
Feng Qing smiled shyly, replied humbly, and then skillfully locked in the next target.
Since the establishment of the Goblin Corps, she has been flying planes. Not to mention that the flight time has exceeded thousands of hours, there are more than this number of times when she is resurrected.
Countless death experiences have already made her skilled in flying skills.
It is no exaggeration to say that the plane she was flying was like a part of her body, and she could even feel the airflow blowing on her flaps.
At this moment, an angry voice came from the communication channel.
Damn it!Snatch my first kill!
Guigui: Hahaha!The team leader must work hard, don’t be caught up by the newcomer one day.
There are really mosquitoes in WC: Haha!It must be impossible.
Newcomer No. 1: Hehe, that's not good. The team leader is here to compete?
There are really mosquitoes in WC: Compare with a hammer!You've not touched the plane more times!Do your own tasks well, don’t just think about the head, throw the bomb to me accurately and then make fun of it!
Newcomer No. 1: Damn!Dogs and mosquitoes discriminate against newcomers!I'll go to the forum to hang you up!
WC really has mosquitoes: %￥!
Newcomer No. 2: ÁÁÁ!!Long live the manager!
Newcomer No. 3: Mom!!!This is no more exciting than a battle thunder!?
Guigui: Uh, is it because there are more people?I feel that the newcomer is getting more and more amazing...
Feng Qing could imagine the friend's expression of holding his forehead, but he didn't know what to say, so he could only smile.
Ah Haha... But I feel that the leader likes them quite a bit.
The first fireball bloomed in the sky covered with dark clouds.
A parachute floated out of the burning cabin and fell to the ground with the pride of the Third Air Force of the Southern Legion.
Looking at the comrades who were shot down after their first contact, each of the Willant pilots was stunned.
No one expected that the first loss of this battle would appear on his side.
What they didn't expect was that the opponent's attack was so clean and decisive.
...is the pilot of the league.The air captain's face turned gloomy, and a fierce light burned in his tight pupils.
Even if he was slow, he could react.
On these planes under the Bharat flag, the ones sitting in front of us are not survivors of the Bharat Province at all!
But the members of the alliance!
The boiling flame was like a slap in the face, slapped hard in the face of every pilot of the Third Air Force.
However, they are the races born for fighting.
They were not afraid of the sudden casualties. Instead, sitting in the cockpit, they were aroused by fighting spirit in their hearts, completely put away their arrogance and underestimation in their hearts.
The Southern Legion was prepared for the Alliance to participate in the war, so he would not have fallen out of surprise.
At most, they didn't expect the other party to react so quickly. They acted seriously from the beginning and sent their planes with the pilots.
But that's good.
Instead of always beingware of the enemy hiding in the dark, it is better to fight it out loud!
...If I want to die, I will help you!!
The captain of the air force roared, and with the cannon spitting out the flames, he bit the W-2 plane that was closest to.
A kilometer distance was fleeting, and the two sides quickly fell into a close fight.
The roar of the machine cannon filled the entire battlefield, and the tracer flying all over the sky was stretched in the air.
The burning trajectory was like a cavalry holding a rifle, coming and going up and down the low clouds.
Planes kept falling from the air.
Among them are daggers belonging to the Legion and mosquito-types belonging to the Alliance.
These Willant pilots are not weak in combat, and are even much stronger than those minion pilots in the Falcon Kingdom.
The same is true for their aircraft, which is completely different from the export products used by the Falcon Kingdom Air Force that have been improved to simplify the production process!
Even if the propeller is used, there is still a huge difference between the two, and both maneuverability and speed are completely different from the same horizontal line.
After shooting down four planes in a row, Feng Qing gradually felt a little trouble.
Her left wing was moderately damaged, the front edge flap seemed to be broken, and there was not much ammunition left... and these were not the deadliest.
The most fatal thing is that the airship that turned around and returned to defense was getting closer and closer, and the air defense firepower on the ground has also been completed one after another.
The enemy fleet is moving to the north in an orderly manner.
If they follow, they will enter the airship's firepower network at most 5 minutes.And if they don't stick it, they will be bitten by the air defense firepower on the ground soon.
Looking at the several bullet holes that penetrated the cabin, Feng Qing took a deep breath, prepared to reopen, and shouted to the communication channel.
...Captain!The distance is almost the same, let’s start the second phase of the battle!
Obviously, Brother Mosquito feels the same.
After a brief rustling current, a decisive voice soon came from the communication channel.
All units obey orders!This battle has entered the second stage!Remember your goals!Before crashing, be sure to drain my last round of ammunition!
See you on the forum!
Aaa ！！
After saying that, the Mosquito brother shouted first, then pressed down the upward nose and rushed towards the train station diagonally below.
The passionate roar ignited the passionate blood in everyone's hearts. Feng Qing only felt the blood in the blood vessels burning, and she shouted to the quiet ones.
The only sixty remaining W-2 planes suddenly scattered into fireworks all over the sky, turning their directions to the ground, catching the daggers who fought with them and shifted the battlefield northwards off guard.
The captain of the Third Air Force was shocked, and recalled the command of the command, and shouted loudly at the communication channel in shock and anger.
Stop them!
There was no need for his orders at all. After the well-trained Willant pilots realized the intentions of these alliance pilots, they immediately ended the game of chasing each other and turned around and chased after them.
However, it is too late!
The planes that rushed to the ground seemed to have no intention of pulling themselves up again. They dived and turned on the buzzer and pushed the electric door to the bottom.
Wow!
The sharp howl of the thorn resounded in the air, like the trumpet blown by the god of death.
They each found their own targets and then cleared the last dozens of rounds of ammunition remaining in the cannon.
The sky was filled with fire rains falling from the sky, and the Willant soldiers guarding near the train station were shocked and searched for cover to hide.
The same goes for those loaders. When they heard the harsh sound, they threw down their things and ran away in the direction outside the railway station regardless of everything.
One of the planes crashed straight into a warehouse, and soon the warehouse exploded. A dazzling fire broke out from the roof, and the crackling explosion was like setting off firecrackers.
These aircraft use fuel cells with solid hydrogen as the base. The thing that removes safety measures is itself a bomb, and the energy density is so high that it is not known where it is going.
And this sky-sky flame is just the beginning!
In addition to those W-2 attack aircraft that poured out the cannons, there were also some aircraft with 100 kilograms of bombs hanging on the belly!
The metallic hydrogen is much more ruthless than the simple solid hydrogen, not to mention that it is also mixed with some other formulas that enhance power.
And these planes driven by goblins, one and two have clear goals, heading straight to the locomotives parked in the train station.
And those railways leading to the northern region, and bridges across the river!
It is not realistic to stop the torrent of steel that advances to the north.
However, they can use the method of attacking logistics to delay the attack of the Legion's 170,000th man team and buy more preparation time for the Moon Resistance Army in the north.
A plane with bombs rushed straight towards a train full of cargo, and it was not until the bomb was safe to be released just before the crash and crashed into it.
The Willant pilot chasing behind its butt was stunned. Seeing the flames coming towards him, he could only grit his teeth and pull up the nose.
These guys are all crazy!
The explosions continued for five minutes and each explosion made the Willant soldiers hiding around him unable to help but bleeding in their hearts.
Sixty planes burned themselves like fireworks, causing huge damage to Xifan Port and its surrounding traffic roads and strategic facilities. The daggers chasing behind them had no choice but to watch.
Oh shit!!
Looking at the train station in the sea of fire, the captain of the Third Air Force beat his thighs in anger, but unexpectedly, the wound on his arm had just been bandaged, and he grinned in pain.
A cannon had penetrated his cockpit before. Although he didn't hit others, the fragments of Beng Fei rubbed against his arm and almost cut his artery.
Although he was filled with anger, he had no choice but to ask the airport command tower and then issued an order to return to the other members of the air force.
At the same time, four Saber jet fighters who came from Yongye Harbor also rushed into the air and swam around for a while but did not find the enemy plane, so they had to return helplessly.
These aircraft have high requirements for airports and ground handling environments, and there is no airport here that can even land and provide maintenance services for them.
Looking at the light spots on the radar screen that disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye, General Gulion's face was as gloomy as the dark clouds.
He could guess how much damage this air strike caused without asking his subordinates.
The adjutant standing next to him swallowed and said in a difficult tone.
It was actually a suicide attack... Are these blue gophers crazy?!
He actually paid all his life for a group of survivors who had nothing to do with it!
He couldn't understand what those guys were thinking.
Do they have no family members of their own?!
General Gulyon, who had a ugly face, was not as fuss as his adjutant, but just narrowed his eyes slightly when he stared at the map.
The General Staff previously speculated that the Alliance probably mastered some kind of relevant technology for clones that can be operated remotely... Now it seems that the General Staff's judgment is probably correct.
This was a speculation made by the Legion's General Staff when he was encircling the Torch Church.
According to feedback from frontline soldiers, they found that although the soldiers in the alliance suffered continuous casualties, the number of elite troops had never decreased.
There is only one explanation.
That is, the casualties of some soldiers in the alliance, especially the casualties of elite troops, were actually clones or similar things.
Although it sounds a bit incredible, this seems to be the most reliable explanation.
And this also explains why the sanctuary residents of the alliance rarely appear outside the communication range, and the alliance always spares no effort to promote their cables.
From this he can make preliminary inferences.
That is, clones operated by shelter residents can only move within the communication radius.
And in those places outside the communication radius, they can only risk using their true bodies to go there, and they will die if they die.
For example, the four blue gophers who had been to Xifan Port before.
Hearing General Gulyon's words, the adjutant standing next to him was stunned for a moment, and said with a hesitant expression on his face.
But...if that is the case, why does our signal interference bomb not work?
He always felt that remotely controlled clones are too incredible, and even the shelter residents of the alliance are actually bionics, which is more reliable than this speculation.
General Gulyon shook his head, still believing in his guess.
Electromagnetic waves are not the only signal transmission medium. Have you forgotten those variant slime molds?Until now, we have not fully understood what that spiritual signal is.
I heard that it was a long time ago. The League of People discovered some planetary consciousness on the planet Gaia and obtained inspiration from it to develop a technology called the Mind Interference Device.
This thing can drive away creatures with lower minds and communicate with creatures with higher minds. It was once considered by the academic community at that time to be the best medium for communication with extraterrestrial civilizations.
After all, language communication is too inefficient, which not only takes a long time to decipher, but also may cause misunderstandings.
Whether the signal of spiritual interference can be led by the nose can also be used as a touchstone to measure whether the other party's mind is worth communicating and what kind of strategies to communicate.
However, even though the technology of mind interference is a technology developed in the era of the People's Alliance, even after entering the Wasteland Era, no one can truly figure out what the so-called mind signal is.
The same is true for the alliance, but that doesn't prevent people who master the technology from using it.
Looking at the lieutenant and the other officers who were completely stunned, Gulion said firmly.
...No matter what the medium they operate the clone is, the signal always needs to be transmitted to the front line through cables or signal towers, and these facilities are traceable!
As he said that, he looked at an officer standing at the command table and gave an order.
...The appearances of our Willant people and the locals are too different, and it is not convenient to move behind enemy lines.I need you to train a special force composed of Brahmins to infiltrate the rear of our enemies and launch a raid specifically against our enemies' communication facilities!
The officer stood attentively and saluted.
yes!
Looking at the map spread out on the command table again, General Gulion's mouth gradually raised a cold smile.
He admitted that the air strike caught him off guard and the league's response speed exceeded his expectations.
However, it would be too naive if these guys thought that relying on such clumsy means could defeat his entire plan.
The war has just begun.
Since the Alliance's Air Force has participated in the war in advance, the equipment specially prepared for the Alliance can also be deployed in advance.
Although it is not possible to deal with the indigenous people with expensive missiles, it is still worth it to use in the Alliance.
No matter how cheap those clones are, aircraft equipped with plasma engines and fusion reactors are not cheap, and it is worth it to exchange for how many missiles are used.
In addition to aircraft, there are also ships.
He put away his underestimation in his heart, Gulion stared at the sea area in the southwest corner of the map.
If nothing unexpected happens.
The fleet of the South China Sea Alliance should have arrived...
One hundred dagger fighters formed an attack formation in the air, and rushed towards the invading group with murderous intent, just like a pack of wolves hunting sheep.
The Wirants obviously didn't take these Bharat fighters seriously.
Even if the training cost of propeller pilots is not as exaggerated as jet aircraft, it will take at least five or six months to train.
And this is still the most basic.
If you want to ensure sufficient combat effectiveness, you have to go through at least 10 months of training and ensure a flight time of at least 400 hours.
With the combat talent of the Willant people, the training efficiency is about 15 to 2 times that of ordinary people, but it will take three months to form effective combat effectiveness at the earliest.
On the other hand, the Bharat Kingdom, which evolved from the Heavenly King Army, was not even established for so long!
Even if they could purchase some civilized equipment from the alliance, they could not find a few decent pilots.
That's why.
These hundred daggers increased their speed to the maximum without any hesitation, and pounced on the group of medals flying all over the sky, for fear that they would be snatched by airships in the distance or air defense units on the ground!
Go and die!!
Milton, who was staring at the recent enemy plane, pulled the trigger without hesitation, and the two 10mm cannons under his seat shot out thick and long flame tongues.
Bang bang bang!
The deafening roar shocked the cabin and made crisp sounds, and the thick and long rain of bullets was like a spear stabbed out of his hand!
This will be a battle without any suspense!
It cannot even be called a battle, but a completely one-sided massacre!
After all, the guy who rushed towards him at this moment might have been halfway through the training class, and he couldn't even find the weapon insurance. Eighty percent of him were yelling with his teammates around him, why can't he shoot?
Although it is a bit exaggerated, the meaning is quite different.
A sarcastic grin sneered on the corner of Milton's mouth.
He seemed to have seen the fireball burning and falling to the ground, and the light from the corner of his eyes was even starting to look for the next target favored by the god of death.
However, at this moment, a scene that stunned him happened.
I saw that the plane that should have been torn to pieces suddenly tilted.
Seeing that the long string of tracers was about to tear it apart, it was like a clever bird, riding on the rapid airflow and turning sideways, using the lateral thrust generated by air resistance, completing a drum-like roll with a large wheelbase, lightly passing the cannon and rushing straight towards it with unabashed speed.
The flowing movement was like a flipped sword flower in the hands of a fencing champion.
And the murderous intent hidden in it has quietly revealed its edge.
Milton's eyes were straightened, and his two eyes were soaring into a table tennis ball, and cold sweat also soaked his back in an instant.
This guy is definitely not a rookie!
No
It should be said that guy could never be a pilot in the Bharat Province!
The skillful flying skills and ease of on-the-spot reactions cannot be practiced during the exercise.
Only by experiencing the brink of death countless times and breaking free from the chains of death countless times can one hone the skills that are enough to play with death in the clapping.
That guy is definitely ace!
He is in trouble!
Oh shit!
After cursing inwardly, Milton stepped on the rudder with his right foot, pulled up and tried to bite the sight on the plane's flight trajectory and then add a shuttle.
However, the other party did not give him this opportunity.
At the same time as the roller maneuver was completed, the rear-striking W-2 coolly threw out a short and deadly cannon.
The 20mm armor-piercing incendiary bomb outlined an arc of death in the air, like a top-down diagonal slash, sealing the direction of Milton's car.
The winner has been decided.
Finished
There was no chance to dodge at all, Milton could only look away in despair as the fleeting shooting window walked away, and then inevitably bumped into the deadly cannon.
boom!
A hot smoke burst out from the explosion of the flames, and a dagger with broken wings quickly swung and fell to the ground.
Take the first kill...go well.
Looking at the falling enemy plane, Feng Qing threw a goodbye casually, then skillfully pulled out the marker inserted on the leg of the pants and wrote the first stroke of the regular word on one side of the cabin.
Playing well.
But it's still a little too tender.
That guy probably was in a hurry to get the first kill. He fired from such a long distance, and she didn't even have to activate her agility talent. She just hid in a simple roller maneuver.
And that guy's next move is easy to judge. He will definitely find a way to make up for it after failing to hit.
It is enough to use the machine gun to block the movement trajectory of the enemy aircraft in advance while the two cannons bite at them.
Because the enemy underestimated the enemy, there was a lot of shooting window for her.
At the same time, Guigui's voice came from the communication channel.
Oh oh oh!Beautiful and clean!
Haha, it's OK...
Feng Qing smiled shyly, replied humbly, and then skillfully locked in the next target.
Since the establishment of the Goblin Corps, she has been flying planes. Not to mention that the flight time has exceeded thousands of hours, there are more than this number of times when she is resurrected.
Countless death experiences have already made her skilled in flying skills.
It is no exaggeration to say that the plane she was flying was like a part of her body, and she could even feel the airflow blowing on her flaps.
At this moment, an angry voice came from the communication channel.
Damn it!Snatch my first kill!
Guigui: Hahaha!The team leader must work hard, don’t be caught up by the newcomer one day.
There are really mosquitoes in WC: Haha!It must be impossible.
Newcomer No. 1: Hehe, that's not good. The team leader is here to compete?
There are really mosquitoes in WC: Compare with a hammer!You've not touched the plane more times!Do your own tasks well, don’t just think about the head, throw the bomb to me accurately and then make fun of it!
Newcomer No. 1: Damn!Dogs and mosquitoes discriminate against newcomers!I'll go to the forum to hang you up!
WC really has mosquitoes: %￥!
Newcomer No. 2: ÁÁÁ!!Long live the manager!
Newcomer No. 3: Mom!!!This is no more exciting than a battle thunder!?
Guigui: Uh, is it because there are more people?I feel that the newcomer is getting more and more amazing...
Feng Qing could imagine the friend's expression of holding his forehead, but he didn't know what to say, so he could only smile.
Ah Haha... But I feel that the leader likes them quite a bit.
The first fireball bloomed in the sky covered with dark clouds.
A parachute floated out of the burning cabin and fell to the ground with the pride of the Third Air Force of the Southern Legion.
Looking at the comrades who were shot down after their first contact, each of the Willant pilots was stunned.
No one expected that the first loss of this battle would appear on his side.
What they didn't expect was that the opponent's attack was so clean and decisive.
...is the pilot of the league.The air captain's face turned gloomy, and a fierce light burned in his tight pupils.
Even if he was slow, he could react.
On these planes under the Bharat flag, the ones sitting in front of us are not survivors of the Bharat Province at all!
But the members of the alliance!
The boiling flame was like a slap in the face, slapped hard in the face of every pilot of the Third Air Force.
However, they are the races born for fighting.
They were not afraid of the sudden casualties. Instead, sitting in the cockpit, they were aroused by fighting spirit in their hearts, completely put away their arrogance and underestimation in their hearts.
The Southern Legion was prepared for the Alliance to participate in the war, so he would not have fallen out of surprise.
At most, they didn't expect the other party to react so quickly. They acted seriously from the beginning and sent their planes with the pilots.
But that's good.
Instead of always beingware of the enemy hiding in the dark, it is better to fight it out loud!
...If I want to die, I will help you!!
The captain of the air force roared, and with the cannon spitting out the flames, he bit the W-2 plane that was closest to.
A kilometer distance was fleeting, and the two sides quickly fell into a close fight.
The roar of the machine cannon filled the entire battlefield, and the tracer flying all over the sky was stretched in the air.
The burning trajectory was like a cavalry holding a rifle, coming and going up and down the low clouds.
Planes kept falling from the air.
Among them are daggers belonging to the Legion and mosquito-types belonging to the Alliance.
These Willant pilots are not weak in combat, and are even much stronger than those minion pilots in the Falcon Kingdom.
The same is true for their aircraft, which is completely different from the export products used by the Falcon Kingdom Air Force that have been improved to simplify the production process!
Even if the propeller is used, there is still a huge difference between the two, and both maneuverability and speed are completely different from the same horizontal line.
After shooting down four planes in a row, Feng Qing gradually felt a little trouble.
Her left wing was moderately damaged, the front edge flap seemed to be broken, and there was not much ammunition left... and these were not the deadliest.
The most fatal thing is that the airship that turned around and returned to defense was getting closer and closer, and the air defense firepower on the ground has also been completed one after another.
The enemy fleet is moving to the north in an orderly manner.
If they follow, they will enter the airship's firepower network at most 5 minutes.And if they don't stick it, they will be bitten by the air defense firepower on the ground soon.
Looking at the several bullet holes that penetrated the cabin, Feng Qing took a deep breath, prepared to reopen, and shouted to the communication channel.
...Captain!The distance is almost the same, let’s start the second phase of the battle!
Obviously, Brother Mosquito feels the same.
After a brief rustling current, a decisive voice soon came from the communication channel.
All units obey orders!This battle has entered the second stage!Remember your goals!Before crashing, be sure to drain my last round of ammunition!
See you on the forum!
Aaa ！！
After saying that, the Mosquito brother shouted first, then pressed down the upward nose and rushed towards the train station diagonally below.
The passionate roar ignited the passionate blood in everyone's hearts. Feng Qing only felt the blood in the blood vessels burning, and she shouted to the quiet ones.
The only sixty remaining W-2 planes suddenly scattered into fireworks all over the sky, turning their directions to the ground, catching the daggers who fought with them and shifted the battlefield northwards off guard.
The captain of the Third Air Force was shocked, and recalled the command of the command, and shouted loudly at the communication channel in shock and anger.
Stop them!
There was no need for his orders at all. After the well-trained Willant pilots realized the intentions of these alliance pilots, they immediately ended the game of chasing each other and turned around and chased after them.
However, it is too late!
The planes that rushed to the ground seemed to have no intention of pulling themselves up again. They dived and turned on the buzzer and pushed the electric door to the bottom.
Wow!
The sharp howl of the thorn resounded in the air, like the trumpet blown by the god of death.
They each found their own targets and then cleared the last dozens of rounds of ammunition remaining in the cannon.
The sky was filled with fire rains falling from the sky, and the Willant soldiers guarding near the train station were shocked and searched for cover to hide.
The same goes for those loaders. When they heard the harsh sound, they threw down their things and ran away in the direction outside the railway station regardless of everything.
One of the planes crashed straight into a warehouse, and soon the warehouse exploded. A dazzling fire broke out from the roof, and the crackling explosion was like setting off firecrackers.
These aircraft use fuel cells with solid hydrogen as the base. The thing that removes safety measures is itself a bomb, and the energy density is so high that it is not known where it is going.
And this sky-sky flame is just the beginning!
In addition to those W-2 attack aircraft that poured out the cannons, there were also some aircraft with 100 kilograms of bombs hanging on the belly!
The metallic hydrogen is much more ruthless than the simple solid hydrogen, not to mention that it is also mixed with some other formulas that enhance power.
And these planes driven by goblins, one and two have clear goals, heading straight to the locomotives parked in the train station.
And those railways leading to the northern region, and bridges across the river!
It is not realistic to stop the torrent of steel that advances to the north.
However, they can use the method of attacking logistics to delay the attack of the Legion's 170,000th man team and buy more preparation time for the Moon Resistance Army in the north.
A plane with bombs rushed straight towards a train full of cargo, and it was not until the bomb was safe to be released just before the crash and crashed into it.
The Willant pilot chasing behind its butt was stunned. Seeing the flames coming towards him, he could only grit his teeth and pull up the nose.
These guys are all crazy!
The explosions continued for five minutes and each explosion made the Willant soldiers hiding around him unable to help but bleeding in their hearts.
Sixty planes burned themselves like fireworks, causing huge damage to Xifan Port and its surrounding traffic roads and strategic facilities. The daggers chasing behind them had no choice but to watch.
Oh shit!!
Looking at the train station in the sea of fire, the captain of the Third Air Force beat his thighs in anger, but unexpectedly, the wound on his arm had just been bandaged, and he grinned in pain.
A cannon had penetrated his cockpit before. Although he didn't hit others, the fragments of Beng Fei rubbed against his arm and almost cut his artery.
Although he was filled with anger, he had no choice but to ask the airport command tower and then issued an order to return to the other members of the air force.
At the same time, four Saber jet fighters who came from Yongye Harbor also rushed into the air and swam around for a while but did not find the enemy plane, so they had to return helplessly.
These aircraft have high requirements for airports and ground handling environments, and there is no airport here that can even land and provide maintenance services for them.
Looking at the light spots on the radar screen that disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye, General Gulion's face was as gloomy as the dark clouds.
He could guess how much damage this air strike caused without asking his subordinates.
The adjutant standing next to him swallowed and said in a difficult tone.
It was actually a suicide attack... Are these blue gophers crazy?!
He actually paid all his life for a group of survivors who had nothing to do with it!
He couldn't understand what those guys were thinking.
Do they have no family members of their own?!
General Gulyon, who had a ugly face, was not as fuss as his adjutant, but just narrowed his eyes slightly when he stared at the map.
The General Staff previously speculated that the Alliance probably mastered some kind of relevant technology for clones that can be operated remotely... Now it seems that the General Staff's judgment is probably correct.
This was a speculation made by the Legion's General Staff when he was encircling the Torch Church.
According to feedback from frontline soldiers, they found that although the soldiers in the alliance suffered continuous casualties, the number of elite troops had never decreased.
There is only one explanation.
That is, the casualties of some soldiers in the alliance, especially the casualties of elite troops, were actually clones or similar things.
Although it sounds a bit incredible, this seems to be the most reliable explanation.
And this also explains why the sanctuary residents of the alliance rarely appear outside the communication range, and the alliance always spares no effort to promote their cables.
From this he can make preliminary inferences.
That is, clones operated by shelter residents can only move within the communication radius.
And in those places outside the communication radius, they can only risk using their true bodies to go there, and they will die if they die.
For example, the four blue gophers who had been to Xifan Port before.
Hearing General Gulyon's words, the adjutant standing next to him was stunned for a moment, and said with a hesitant expression on his face.
But...if that is the case, why does our signal interference bomb not work?
He always felt that remotely controlled clones are too incredible, and even the shelter residents of the alliance are actually bionics, which is more reliable than this speculation.
General Gulyon shook his head, still believing in his guess.
Electromagnetic waves are not the only signal transmission medium. Have you forgotten those variant slime molds?Until now, we have not fully understood what that spiritual signal is.
I heard that it was a long time ago. The League of People discovered some planetary consciousness on the planet Gaia and obtained inspiration from it to develop a technology called the Mind Interference Device.
This thing can drive away creatures with lower minds and communicate with creatures with higher minds. It was once considered by the academic community at that time to be the best medium for communication with extraterrestrial civilizations.
After all, language communication is too inefficient, which not only takes a long time to decipher, but also may cause misunderstandings.
Whether the signal of spiritual interference can be led by the nose can also be used as a touchstone to measure whether the other party's mind is worth communicating and what kind of strategies to communicate.
However, even though the technology of mind interference is a technology developed in the era of the People's Alliance, even after entering the Wasteland Era, no one can truly figure out what the so-called mind signal is.
The same is true for the alliance, but that doesn't prevent people who master the technology from using it.
Looking at the lieutenant and the other officers who were completely stunned, Gulion said firmly.
...No matter what the medium they operate the clone is, the signal always needs to be transmitted to the front line through cables or signal towers, and these facilities are traceable!
As he said that, he looked at an officer standing at the command table and gave an order.
...The appearances of our Willant people and the locals are too different, and it is not convenient to move behind enemy lines.I need you to train a special force composed of Brahmins to infiltrate the rear of our enemies and launch a raid specifically against our enemies' communication facilities!
The officer stood attentively and saluted.
yes!
Looking at the map spread out on the command table again, General Gulion's mouth gradually raised a cold smile.
He admitted that the air strike caught him off guard and the league's response speed exceeded his expectations.
However, it would be too naive if these guys thought that relying on such clumsy means could defeat his entire plan.
The war has just begun.
Since the Alliance's Air Force has participated in the war in advance, the equipment specially prepared for the Alliance can also be deployed in advance.
Although it is not possible to deal with the indigenous people with expensive missiles, it is still worth it to use in the Alliance.
No matter how cheap those clones are, aircraft equipped with plasma engines and fusion reactors are not cheap, and it is worth it to exchange for how many missiles are used.
In addition to aircraft, there are also ships.
He put away his underestimation in his heart, Gulion stared at the sea area in the southwest corner of the map.
If nothing unexpected happens.
The fleet of the South China Sea Alliance should have arrived...
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