One Thousand and Forty-Three Demon Air Defense

"Boom!" Finally, a shell from an anti-aircraft gun exploded below the bomber fleet of the Alan Hill Empire.

Those dense shrapnel, at the highest point, were less than 100 meters away from the wing of the Alan Hill Empire bomber...

On the ground, on a main anti-aircraft gun defense position preset by the devil, a demon commander in charge of commanding these anti-aircraft guns has been desperately stimulated by everything in front of him.

He really didn't know that those reconnaissance planes and drones that were so tricky that he collapsed were just appetizers sent to him by the Alan Hill Empire. : :

And he, the poor man, who actually couldn't even eat the appetizers, actually saw the waiter bring up plates of real "main dishes" after his abdominal distension and pain.

What makes him no longer interested in life and the future is that there are so many main dishes, and if he finds dozens or hundreds of brothers, he will definitely be able to eat under the cloth!

"Why didn't there be an alarm! Why wasn't there an early alarm! Tell me!" The officer stretched out his hand, grabbed a low-level demon beside him, and asked bitterly.

The little devil struggled, and replied tremblingly in fright: "My lord! My lord! Listen to me! Listen to me! Our communication...equipment...is all broken! It's broken!"

The devil also has radio equipment that imitates the communications of Alan Hill. These technologies were all the results of research by the puppet empire at that time, and were later sent to the devil world.

It was sent along with the Magic Radar and other systems. It's a pity that there are not many of these devices, and the performance is not very advanced, so they have not been fully popularized in the demon army.

This time, the demon army produced a batch of such equipment and equipped them for the front-line troops. Unfortunately, at such a time, they all broke down.

Of course, the demons don't know that all their communication channels have been covered by the electronic interference of the Alan Hill Empire, and their radars have also been strongly electromagnetically interfered by the Alan Hill Empire.

In this poor electronic environment, the ancient equipment of the demon army has long been unusable.

"Damn it!" Abandoning the low-level demon, the demon officer continued to point to the sky, and loudly ordered the shooters on the several anti-aircraft guns beside him: "Fire! Keep firing!"

Although it is futile, as a commander of the air defense force, when facing the enemy, he can only fight back. This is what he must do.

farther away,

A military airport in the hinterland of the devil, next to dozens of devil fighter jets parked, dozens of devil pilots are putting on flight suits on themselves at the fastest speed.

These planes are all devil's treasures, because for pure high-altitude defense operations, the only thing they can rely on is these crude "first-generation jet fighters".

Although every time they are dispatched, they basically never return, but only these aircraft can fly to an altitude of about 10,000 meters, and only they can intercept those terrible Alan Hill bombers.

The sound of nervous horns echoed in this devil's air force base. These pilots are also the most elite fighter pilots of the devil. At least they have gone through dozens of days of flight training and have some flying experience.

There is no way, the demon who lacks drivers, and the training system is far behind the Alan Hill Empire. Although the demons also have magic balls of knowledge, what they have passed down is completely different from the carefully selected experience of the Alan Hill Empire.

After putting on their flight suits, the pilots of these devil fighters quickly ran towards the parked fighters. They were ordered to intercept those human aircraft, and they wanted to shoot down all those damned bombers!

However, without the radar guidance on the ground, they lost their eyes. It is actually very difficult for them to find the bomber formation of the Alan Hill Empire in the vast sky.

"The last place where human bombers were found is here...the place where they first set off is here..." a demon general looked at the map and said depressedly.

An old demon general who was in charge of commanding all the demon's air power looked down at the map and didn't speak.

Beside him, another general pointed to the known route of the Elland Hill Empire bomber force, and said: "They also changed the route on the way, so...their route is not easy to judge. "

The old general sneered, looked at his two subordinates, and said, "No need to guess! So many bombers are dispatched, and it is definitely not to attack a small target. You can tell by looking at their routes. Lance!"

"The temple? The temple!" Hearing the news, the demon general who spoke first was surprised.

The general standing next to the old general also had a sudden change of expression, and immediately cursed: "Damn it! They actually want to attack our most sacred and sacred temple!"

"Let the Wittholans side prepare for all battles! All the dragons and fighter jets that can take off take off! Intercept these bombers!" The old general ordered: "Use the magic communication device! The radio and radar have been interfered! "

"Yes!" A general hurried out and gave the order.

The other general looked at the old general and said, "My lord... that is the temple. If the temple is destroyed, the morale of the army may..."

"We must conceal this fact! Of course, we must try our best to prevent any attempt by the enemy to attack the temple!" The old general said firmly: "We must intercept all enemy planes! Otherwise, it will be over!"

Just as he said this, in the bomber formation of the Alan Hill Empire, one after another, the Tu-22M Backfire bombers began to accelerate, and they rushed to the forefront of the entire bomber, and they were still in the air. Constantly accelerating.

The huge roar of the engine echoed throughout the sky, and the TU-22M bombers left the large force behind, and at the end of their voyage, they launched all the cruise missiles they carried.

A streak of white smoke disappeared at the end of the line of sight. These cruise missiles fired at high altitude and high speed have a range of more than 1,000 kilometers. They will attack the preset targets and destroy the enemy's cities.

After launching the missiles, these TU-22M bombers turned around and started to return. They did not have the unfathomable range of the B-52 bombers, so they could only accompany them here.