Four Hundred and Forty Spread

"The ghost fog forest is on fire..." Putting down the hoe in his hand, a peasant from the puppet empire looked at the thick smoke in the distance and shouted with wide eyes.

The Ghost Mist Forest is the largest forest nearby, with countless trees and countless animals living in it.

The nearby mountain people all rely on this forest to live, whether they go hunting in the mountains, or plant some crops around the forest, in short, they are typical backers to eat mountains.

But now, the strange aircraft that just flew here dropped something, and then the sound of explosions continued one after another.

And then, the planes left, and the whole forest started to burn. Looking at the thick smoke that covered the sky, everyone knew that this wildfire must be no small scale.

"Those damn things are here to set fires!" a peasant shouted angrily: "Everyone, go and put out the fires! It's too late!"

As a result, some mountain people began to rush into the forest with things, and then, these people and other monsters escaped.

The wildfire spread much faster than they thought, and before they actually got to the burning area, they realized that the wildfire was not something they could save.

Countless fires and countless trees are burning. In such a situation, the word firefighting is almost a joke.

Now, I can only rely on the magicians who are high on the weekdays. If they are willing to take action, such a disaster may be saved.

The raging fire can be clearly distinguished, the jungle is burning, and more than one forest is burning frantically.

All the forests of the puppet empire near the Mullen River, or to be more precise, all the large-scale forests within a radius of 1,000 kilometers southwest of the Mullen River, began to burn uncontrollably.

A large number of trees were destroyed and could not be saved at all. The power of fire, destroying anything that tries to stop it from spreading, burns, burns, destroys, and reduces everything to ashes.

Of course, the terrible thing is not just that, because of the massive burning, the air is full of suffocating smoke, and the despairing burnt smell can be smelled dozens of kilometers away from the burning area.

Farther away, black ashes also began to fill the air, and the disgusting black particles could soon be seen on the white windowsill.

More and more civilians of the puppet empire saw the disaster happening around them, and the farmland was lit by the flames that rushed out of the jungle. There was fire and ashes everywhere, and there were cries and screams everywhere.

Wherever there were bombers passing by, flames would inevitably ignite below, and the natural resources of the puppet empire, along with the bombers of Ailan Hill, began to be destroyed piece by piece.

Most of the cities in the puppet empire are centipede cities. These large and small mobile cities are like swallowing up the huge cities in the city, relying on swallowing all the production and life around them.

These huge centipedes pass by on the ground, stop for a while in one place, and then immediately start to crawl in another direction.

At this moment, in a crawling centipede city, a senior magician is persuading his colleagues: "We must help put out the fire! These darn Alan Hill are burning our motherland! No matter what, we You can't just sit back and watch!"

However, his words obviously did not convince these great magicians, because these magicians in charge of the operation of Centipede City saw danger from the burning forest and the enemy's air force attack.

"If we get close to those burning forests, and the other's plane turns to attack us, what should we do?" A magician raised an objection and said.

"Could it be that we just sit and watch those flames burn down the entire forest because we are afraid of being attacked? The trees are all burnt out, what do we use to produce puppets?" The magician continued to persuade anxiously.

"How can the trees burn out?" Another magician also disagreed with him,

He sneered indifferently and said, "This is the first time I've heard of this tactic, burning the opponent's forest? If it could be burned, then we magicians would have done it already!"

"Yeah! They think they are the only ones who can set fires? Our magician's fireball can also set fires! Why don't we do it? It's not because we set the forest on fire, and the effort has no effect? ​​The forest can't be burned! That's the top Hundreds of millions of trees! How long will it take to burn? Humph." Several magicians agreed.

Just as they were arguing, in the forest in the distance, the big tree contaminated with white phosphorus incendiary bombs had been dried up by the fire and burned quickly. The fire spread, collided with the fire created by another incendiary bomb, entangled together, and rolled surging into the sky.

Thick smoke covered the entire forest, and the fire was out of control in an instant. Before the magicians took action, these trees had no production value.

The burned trees can no longer continue to process puppets. Even if they have survived the scorching fire, they cannot continue to be used as raw materials.

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"Have you seen that disgusting giant centipede in the distance?" Above the sky, inside the slightly bumpy bomber, the navigator pointed to the ground ahead to the pilot of the plane and asked, "That's from a puppet empire. City!"

The place he pointed to was indeed the city of a puppet empire, and the city was squirming in the opposite direction, very fast.

From a distance, the dense long legs on both sides of the city, exercising together is horrifying. It is hard to believe that a country would create such a disgusting mobile fortress.

"Open the weapon insurance! We found the target of the attack!" The driver gave the order to attack the bombardier behind him.

The bombardier who heard the order gave a thumbs up, and then entered a series of instructions towards the device in front of him.

As the buttons were pressed one by one, the belly of the B-52 bomber slowly opened, and the Tomahawk cruise missile mounted on the runner-type missile launcher revealed its slender body in the rising sun. .

"Attack begins! Tomahawk cruise missile launch! First one! Second one!" As he shouted, the missiles in the belly of the B-52 bomber rushed out one after another, and the last one had Specially patterned prisoner of war missiles are exposed with the rotation of the rotating missile pylon.

The missile had a Dangerous sign painted on it, alongside a distinct yellow-and-black pattern—yes, it was a nuclear bomb, a Tomahawk cruise missile with a nuclear warhead.

"The conventional missile has been launched! The last one, the nuclear bomb is launched!" The bombardier who pressed the launch button clearly reported the launch of the missile.

As soon as his voice fell, after a slight vibration, this Tomahawk cruise missile rushed towards the distant target dragging a long thick smoke.

"The nuclear bomb has been launched! Turn! Turn!" The crew members shouted nervously when they saw the missiles fly to the B-52 bomber in the distance. In this shout, the captain pulled the joystick in front of him, and the heavy bomber body made a big circle in the sky, bypassing the direction of the attack.

And the Tomahawk cruise missile has already accelerated towards the moving Centipede City at this time, and the guidance device on the missile has also locked the target to be attacked.

While the magicians of the puppet empire were still debating whether to save those burning forests, a god of death fell from the sky above their heads.

"Boom!" The first Tomahawk cruise missile hit a building on the Centipede City. The huge explosion caused the building similar to the Mage Tower to break in the middle, collapsed and smashed several other buildings beside it.

Before the explosion of this missile passed, the second missile accurately hit the target - the hit accuracy of the Tomahawk cruise missile, used to hit a city-level target, still has a great guarantee.

As the explosions sounded one after another, the puppet imperial garrison in the town finally realized the fact that they were being attacked.

So, some magicians swept out of the magician tower and flew to the end of the exploding Centipede City, wanting to see what happened. As these magicians swept to the place of the explosion, they loudly reminded the surrounding companions: "Enemy attack! Enemy attack!"

It is a pity that their shouts have not spread out, and a huge explosion broke out at the tail of Centipede City.

The nuclear bomb accurately hit the body of the penultimate centipede machine and exploded there.

The huge explosion instantly engulfed the body of the three centipedes, and blew up the surrounding centipedes mechanically.

Other parts were also severely affected, collapsing and collapsing in a huge shock... Until the entire Centipede City was paralyzed on the road, this huge explosion has just ended.

Because Centipede City is in a long straight line, the low-yield nuclear bomb that exploded at the tail did not destroy the entire city at once.

However, the explosion still affected all the buildings, paralyzing the Centipede City, and even causing irreparable damage to the entire Centipede City.

The magicians who were lucky enough to escape the catastrophe propped up the magic defense barrier, scattered the dust around them in a mess, and carefully identified their surroundings.

When they realized what had happened, they found that the city around them had long since changed beyond recognition. The once glorious and magnificent city was now a hell of ruins and wreckage.

On this day, the puppet empire was full of hell like this, and it was also on this day that the mainland of the puppet empire...was officially attacked by Alan Hill.

The civilians of the puppet empire who thought the war was still far away finally realized that the damn war they launched had already begun to spread in the land where they lived.

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