My Empire

Four Hundred and Thirty-Nine Are Burning

"My God, the gods are above... What are they going to do..." Looking up at the sky, at the Marron River defense line, a puppet imperial soldier with a Mauser 98K rifle on his back, squinting at the sky above his head .

He saw a dark cloud, a whole man-made, terrifying dark cloud, surging with noise, passing over his head.

It was the densely packed Alan Hill bombers, and it was the first time he had seen such a magnificent sight.

Coming from the countryside of the puppet empire, he has always lived quietly in a small mountain village. The Centipede City that he passed by from time to time was the most spectacular sight he had ever seen.

In that not-so-prosperous mountain village, he lived for a full thirty-two years, and then he was conscripted into the army and became a soldier of the puppet empire.

He still doesn't quite understand why he, who doesn't know magic, has always been a second-class citizen as a puppet, and wants to be a meager soldier in the war waged by the magicians.

He didn't know what happened to the invincible puppet empire. He only knew that he was sent to the front line and nervously dug some ridiculously long pits that were called trenches.

Also working with him are puppet soldiers, who are hard-working and not as lazy as he is. Everyone was working hard, as if that was all the work of the war.

Until, he saw the soldiers on the opposite side of the river hurriedly crossed the Maron River and gave up the positions they should have held.

It was not until he saw with his own eyes that day that a huge black eagle flag was raised over the town across the river that he knew that the war was so close to him.

However, after all, it was just a national flag raised on the other side of the river. After all, nothing had crossed the Marun River, nor had it set foot on the inherent territory of the puppet empire.

Now that all changed, the puppet Imperial soldier who had been a farmer, looking up at the sky, saw bomber after bomber of Ireland Hill, crossing the Mullen River and over his head.

"I'm afraid there are hundreds of bombers, right?" An officer of the puppet empire put down the single-tube telescope in his hand, looked at his colleagues beside him depressedly, and asked.

The adjective depressed has often appeared on the faces of the puppet empire officers recently, because all they can do recently is the depressed expression.

Seeing with their own eyes, the soldiers of Alan Hill planted the flag on the city head of the city occupied by the puppet empire, other than being depressed, they did not have any good expressions.

"Hundreds? There are at least 300 bombers." Another officer beside him shook his head with a wry smile and said, "I don't know where they are going to bomb, but I know that it must be over there."

This officer was obviously transferred back from the front line, and he had seen with his own eyes the power of the overwhelming bombardment of the Airland Hill bomber.

If some of these bombers were equipped with nuclear bombs, the scene would definitely be more lively.

Between the words, another huge bomber phalanx appeared in the sky again, and it seemed that there were as many as 300 bombers.

For this large-scale bombing, Ailan Hill dispatched a large number of bombers from the front line to carry out this large-scale bombing mission.

The bombers drawn from the southern and western fronts, plus the large number of B-17 bombers inherent in the southwest front, had assembled at least 1,000 large bombers and another 1,000 attack aircraft of various types.

Covering these planes are another 400 advanced fighter jets of various types, including a small number of F-15s and F-16s, as well as more than 200 MiG-21s and some MiG-17s that have not yet had time to retire.

"Report!" At this time, when the headquarters of the puppet empire was silent, a servant suddenly pushed in the door, startling everyone. After shouting a loud report, he walked to the commander's side and reported: "The anti-aircraft artillery unit sent someone to ask... Your Majesty... Do you need to open fire to intercept it?"

There are naturally 30mm anti-aircraft guns on the Maron River defense line.

Although the number is small, there are still many.

There are even some 75mm caliber anti-aircraft guns and 130mm caliber anti-aircraft guns developed and produced by the puppet empires themselves.

Why do these calibers love Lanhill so much? Because the puppet empire imported from the Holy Devil Empire, it is the processing production line of this type of caliber, and it was developed by itself in the later period, and it can only use the caliber provided by these Ailan Hill.

For example, the 75mm caliber anti-aircraft gun was developed by forcibly improving the 75mm caliber infantry gun - as for the performance, it can only be described with two words.

In the same way, the 130mm caliber anti-aircraft gun is actually a wonderful enhancement of the 130mm caliber howitzer, and the shooting height is not very strong. It is only about 10,000 meters, which is very difficult to intercept the bomber of Ailan Hill.

But, again, something is always better than nothing. In order to intercept Alan Hill's air force, the puppet empire was desperately ill and went to the hospital. How could the weapon that it finally came up with was discarded because of its average performance?

Therefore, whether it is for economical reasons or because the performance is sufficient, the puppet empire is equipped with many types of anti-aircraft guns.

As for whether these anti-aircraft guns can achieve a good interception effect, that is, the benevolent sees the benevolent and the wise sees the wisdom.

At this moment, there are 15 130mm caliber anti-aircraft guns, 29 75mm caliber anti-aircraft guns, and more than 1,100 30mm caliber dual-purpose guns on the Marron River defense line.

These anti-aircraft guns formed 32 anti-aircraft gun positions, distributed over the Marron River line, responsible for protecting this line from being destroyed by the air force of Ireland Hill.

However, the commanders of the puppet empire who have seen the Airland Hill Air Force know how much these anti-aircraft guns can play, but they don't want to talk about it.

"Intercept? Intercept with what! Tell them not to open fire! In case these planes drop bombs, the Maren River defense line will be over!" The commander of the puppet empire scolded angrily.

The attendant was stunned for a moment after hearing the scolding, then nodded suddenly, turned around immediately, and passed the order of the headquarters.

When Alan Hill's bomber force crossed the Marron River line of defense, it was like an eagle swept across the grasslands, and everything was silent, and no one dared to make a sound.

Various Alan Hill bomber and attack aircraft units flew in formation in the sky, and then each flew to the bombing targets that had been repeatedly confirmed through satellite maps.

These targets are jungle farmlands, as well as roads and transportation nodes, including villages and small towns.

Because the cities of the puppet empire were in a moving state, this round of bombing, the air force of Ailan Hill did not give its troops an order to attack large towns.

However, they also prepared a big gift for each other. Of the bomber force, 100 B-52s were armed with new Tomahawk cruise missiles, some of which were also armed with nuclear warheads.

These bombers are scattered among various attacking units, and whenever they find a moving puppet imperial city, they can launch cruise missiles to attack.

Anyway, the coverage area of ​​this bombing is wide enough, and there will always be some large cities in the puppet empire. Even if these cities are moving, they will not be able to escape the attack of the Tomahawk cruise missile.

As long as a nuclear bomb hits, a large city is expected to suffer heavy losses, and a medium-sized city is expected to be completely destroyed - anyway, Alan Hill can play it, but a puppet empire can't.

After all, Ailan Hill is the attacking party, they are the loss maker, they are not worried about failure, and as long as they succeed once, the puppet empire will be doomed.

A few minutes later, on the first batch of B-17 bombers approaching the target, the bombardier took his eyes off the sights and reported loudly to his captain: "I have seen the forest! You can start dropping bombs! Bombs can start!"

"Open the bomb bay! Open the bomb bay!" Inside the radio, one voice after another confirmed.

Then, the belly doors of these bulky bombers began to slowly open in the noise of mechanical friction.

Immediately afterwards, the incendiary bombs hanging in the bomb bay, most of which are relatively backward, were exposed to the turbulent airflow.

"Bomb drop!" "Bomb drop!" In the radio, one after another shouted one after another, and one after another incendiary bombs broke away from the bomber. Under the action of gravity, they dived towards the target under their feet.

An incendiary bomb fell from the sky and smashed straight into the dense forest. The incendiary inside splashed out and spread and burned with the fire.

The trees were then set on fire, and the dead leaves that had not rotted away from last year also began to burn. With the accelerants such as white phosphorus, everything became restless, and the fire rose into the sky in the jungle.

The low-level Warcraft rushed out of his lair in a panic, watching the uncontrollable fire next to him in horror. They fled in all directions, but couldn't escape the attacks of the incendiary bombs that kept falling from the sky.

Many beasts and demon beasts were directly ignited by incendiary bombs, and a few high-level demon beasts were also embarrassed. They fled into the lake water, but found that as the temperature increased, the lake water in these small lakes had a tendency to be boiled.

Before the bombers in the sky had completely flown by, this jungle had already tumbled thick black smoke, and it was no longer possible to see its original appearance.

And further afield, another huge formation of bombers began to drop the same bombs on another forest.

Countless giant trees turned into coke in the flames, ignited animals fled in the jungle, and countless birds avoided the scorching fire. On this day, most of the puppet empire's territory was burning.

And all of this is just the prelude to the Alan Hill air force attack on this day. Behind, there are all kinds of surprises they have prepared for the puppet empire.

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