1042 Interceptor Bombers

The interior of a B-52 bomber is full of 250 kg aerial bombs. These bombs were densely packed on the hangers, and the warheads of each bomb were spray-painted bright yellow.

On the body of the bomb, there are also white artistic fonts, which are painted with a prayer followed by a sentence. This is the salvation of the Alan Hill Empire to the enemy, and the salvation of civilization from barbarism...

A civilization is not incapable of barbarism, but a civilization is willing to cover up the ugliest and bloodiest things among flowers and stars.

When a civilization is injured by barbarism, when blood soaks the brightest and brightest things, the strength of civilization will be revealed. Because in this world, even Buddhas have angry-eyed King Kong who protect the Dharma!

The soldiers of the Alan Hill Empire are the King Kong who protects the Buddha, and they are the darkness covered by beautiful flowers and stars.

On the bomber slightly turbulent with the airflow, the navigator Alan Hill wearing a soft hat corrected their course based on satellite positioning in front of the computer.

This bomber flew among the bomber fleet that could not be seen at a glance. On the black fuselage, the golden eagle shone sharply in the sun.

"Keep heading!" A commander reminded all navigators and pilots in the public channel.

Soon, someone repeated the order: "Keep heading! We are already more than 500 kilometers away from the enemy's territory!"

"Their interception attack hasn't started yet... are they going to surprise us?" a pilot joked. Update the fastest mobile terminal::

"They probably don't even have a decent anti-aircraft gun!" Another pilot grinned.

After all, the demon's air defense force is indeed weak, and there are not many enemies who can threaten them. So the atmosphere on the plane was relatively relaxed, and everyone was in the mood to joke around.

If tens of thousands of anti-aircraft guns were aimed at them and bombarded them fiercely at this time, the content of the communication on the radio would be tense and more formal.

"Even if there is, there is no way to intercept so many planes?" Hearing the jokes of his comrades, another pilot also responded.

"Do you know what we are going to do?" An officer had to bring the topic back to the mission.

A bombardier pressed the communicator and replied loudly: "We are going to bomb that damned source temple, Withorans!"

"Bomb the demon's temple!" replied another bomber.

"Bomb the most sacred place in their hearts!" replied the third bombardier, laughing.

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On the ground, a demon officer held his long sword and looked up at the sky. What he saw was the densely packed Alan Hill bombers, like locusts, passing over where he was.

Those bombers were above the clouds, but because the clouds were not thick, he could clearly see the figures of these bombers.

To his desperation, he had never seen so many enemy aircraft, nor had he seen such powerful air power.

The demonic bats that covered the sky once dominated the sky, but now these demonic bats don't even have the courage to take off to fight when the enemy is flying.

"Hurry up and sound the battle horn! Let the demon bats fly into the air to fight! Stop them! No matter where they are going! Stop them!" Pointing to the sky above his head, the demon officer ordered loudly.

"My lord! The devil bats can't intercept the enemy above the clouds! They can't fly to that height!" A low-level officer explained helplessly.

"Where's the magic dragon? Where's the magic dragon! Let the magic dragon dispatch! It's good to be able to intercept an enemy plane!" The officer shouted excitedly, pointing at the sky.

"Big, my lord...I, our...mo, Molong was transferred away three days ago..." This subordinate continued to explain with some embarrassment.

A few days ago, the magic dragon troop with the strongest fighting power in the vicinity was dispatched by the special envoy of the origin of magic, and there was not even one left.

It is said that those dragons have been transferred to Wethorlands to defend the most noble and greatest temple in the heart of the devil!

But the demon dragons were all transferred away, and the remaining demon troops almost didn't have any air supremacy at all, although they didn't have any air supremacy at all.

On another devil's defensive position, a 130 mm caliber large-caliber anti-aircraft gun slowly raised its barrel from among the dry and sprouting branches for camouflage.

Its black muzzle pointed to the sky, to the B-52 bombers flying by in groups in the distance.

This cannon was sent here a month ago. After all, the devil also has a little bit of its own industrial foundation.

They also have factories, especially near Witthollands, where a large number of demon factories have gathered, and the black smoke from the chimneys can almost block out the sky.

Whithorans can produce hundreds of cannons and dozens of demon fighter jets every day. These weapons have now become the most advanced weapons against the Irish Empire.

Although compared with the weapons of the Alan Hill Empire, these weapons are backward and have low combat effectiveness, but without these weapons, the demons do not even have the ability to cause trouble for the army of the Alan Hill Empire.

Today, those devil troops carrying Mauser 98K rifles, using 130mm caliber howitzers and anti-aircraft guns can be regarded as the main force in the true sense...

It is a pity that although these troops are already the main force of the demons, they are still a group of lambs waiting to be slaughtered in front of the enemy...

"Boom!" The hidden anti-aircraft gun fired a fatal shot, but a few seconds passed, and there was no bomber falling slowly in the distant sky dragging thick smoke.

Nothing seemed to happen, but the cannon did let out a roar just now.

A demon anti-aircraft gunner disguised in a hidden tree branch hit his thigh with his fist depressedly: "Damn it! The range is not enough!"

A demon loader behind him with shells looked frustrated because there was nothing they could do about the bombers now.

Air defense and air defense, ten defenses and nine air defenses... Even modern air defense missiles cannot completely cover the entire theater, let alone traditional 130mm air defense cannons.

Even if the B-52 bomber really flew over the head of this anti-aircraft artillery, its shooting height is only more than 8,000 meters.

After all, the devil's anti-aircraft guns can't shoot at a height of about 10,000 meters, so they can only barely imitate them and keep them in a usable state.

In fact, the performance of these weapons has been greatly reduced due to the rush of work during the war and the increase in the speed of imitation.

Although the demon has accumulated hundreds of demon fighter jets and thousands of artillery pieces in the past two months, none of these weapons can achieve the original design performance.