Five Hundred and Eleven and One Massacre

"Boom!" A group of explosions exploded on the side of the dragon that was raging in the sky of the city. Countless fragments cut into the thick scales of the dragon, like a hot knife cutting into cheese, without hindrance.

The demon dragon, which was still invincible just now, destroyed the streets with raging flames and devoured human beings, screamed and fell in the explosion, directly hitting the bell tower that had not completely collapsed and still left two thirds.

The demonic bat hovering over the city let out a roar that was completely different from the one just now towards the sea surface, and there was even a trace of fear in the sharpness.

Amidst the yells of these devil bats, the deafening roar of jet engines resounded through the sky, and two F-14 fighter jets, whose wings had been completely swept back, swept over the battlefield full of black smoke one high and one low .

On the erected twin tails, the ferocious sea monster held a golden trident in its hand, looking down on all living beings under its feet like a god descending from the earth.

"Pirate 1 hits the target! The magic dragon has been shot down! Repeat, the magic dragon has been shot down!" In the cockpit, the driver's face is completely covered by the black helmet visor. Variant big number "1".

"No. 1! There are two devil bats catching up! They are behind you..." The pilot's uniform of the wingman was exactly the same as that of the pilot of his lead plane. They both had orange life jackets and many complicated survival tools were hung on their bodies.

Different from his own lead plane, his helmet is a variant of the number two. The wingman pilot controlled the aircraft to keep up with the climbing lead plane, and the radar operator behind him had locked the demon bat behind the lead plane.

"Don't fire! No. 2! These beasts can't catch up with us! Let them eat our tail flames!" In the cockpit of the lead plane, the pilot looked at the ground under his feet through the side rearview mirror, and saw thick smoke everywhere. , a messy Shekburn.

"The devil has broken through the line of defense! Repeat! Headquarters, the devil has broken through the line of defense..." Although his expression could not be seen, some anger and hatred could already be heard from his tone of voice.

"Eliminate all demons that can be seen!" In the headset, the voice of the commander came clearly: "Return after the weapons or fuel are exhausted!"

"Pirate One understands!" The pilot of the lead plane replied softly as he turned his fighter jet and began to dive.

"Pirate 2 understands!" Following behind his lead plane, the pointed warheads of the AIM-120 air-to-air missiles hung on both sides of the fuselage are like fangs, and they are also extremely ferocious in the eyes of the devil.

"Alan Hill's fighter...how could it appear in such a place?" The commander of the Demon Navy showed a dignified expression, watching the sky whistling and turning, like two goshawks preparing to pounce on him The target f-14 fighter asked.

"That's their navy's fighter jet." He suddenly realized something, and turned his head to look at the sea behind him. His eyes passed through the densely packed battleships of his own side, and directly landed on those unclear black spots on the sea level.

In the 1st Close Support Fleet of the Alan Hill Navy, on the brand-new bridge of the flagship Dreadnought, the naval commander-in-chief Genes, who has been reluctant to go back to the second line to strategize, put down his binoculars and looked at the adjutant beside him: "Let the fleet Let's fire!"

"Yes!" The adjutant stood at attention and saluted, turned around with his chin raised, and ordered to all the officers who had been waiting there a long time ago: "The attack begins! All ships are free to fire!"

"Boom!" The nine 406mm main guns equipped on the battleship Dreadnought,

The high-raised gun barrel suddenly sprayed out a huge flame like a building, and a thick black smoke rose into the sky, and the sea surface near the ship's side was blown out by the shock wave.

On the nuclear-powered battleship Slaughter following behind, 12 cannons of the same caliber spewed out flames, and the deafening sound of the cannons wafted on the sea, and it did not dissipate for a long time.

Immediately after the main gun of the third battleship fired, several tons of shells roared out from the muzzle, tearing the surrounding air with hatred, and flew unstoppably into the distance.

As the flames from the main guns on these huge battleships rolled, white smoke streaks shot straight into the sky on the bow of the Arranhill guided missile destroyer on the two wings, which was in charge of guarding.

Almost all the vertical missile launchers were opened, and countless Tomahawk cruise missiles dragged a long trail, climbed vertically, turned around and accelerated, and rushed towards the demon fleet.

"Don't relax your air vigilance!" Watching the Tomahawk cruise missile take off in the distance, Genesis continued to order: "Ensure the safety of the aircraft carrier fleet, and don't let a demon go!"

"Obey! General!" The adjutant stood at attention and saluted, then turned around in a standard manner, and looked at the officers behind him who were waiting for orders: "Raise the blood flag! Destroy all demons! No one will be left behind!"

The Navy's 1st Aircraft Carrier Fleet, which is more than 200 kilometers away from the 1st Support Fleet, and two nuclear-powered aircraft carriers are sailing against the wind at full speed.

Due to the extremely fast speed of the ship, the huge bow is cutting through the oncoming waves. The destroyers following the aircraft carrier also rise and fall with the waves. The constantly rotating radar on the mast and the artillery pointing at the sky make them It looked murderous.

On the huge lifting and landing deck, the white smoke from the steam ejection rolled, and the baffles to block the tail flames of the fighter jets had been erected.

On both sides of the fuselage of the F-14 Tomcat fighter jet hung on the catapult, there are densely packed AIM-120 air-to-air missiles with sharp warheads.

And behind the two Tomcats ready to take off, the other two Tomcats are ready and ready to go.

The pilot sitting in the cockpit gave a thumbs up to the ground crew standing next to the fuselage. The ground crew knelt on one knee, with one hand behind their back, and the other pointing in the direction of the nose of the plane. Made a gesture to take off immediately.

The engine roared for a while, and two large fighter jets flew out of the deck one after the other. They sank slightly the moment the landing gear left the deck, and then flew high against the wind.

Following the two aircraft carriers in front are two other aircraft carriers. On these two aircraft carriers, it is not the F-14 Tomcat heavy-duty air superiority fighter that takes off. All the ones that take off here are f/a-18 medium multipurpose fighter jets.

These general performance, but very cheap, and very versatile fighter jets are full of various types of bombs under the belly.

Some carry laser-guided bombs, some carry cluster bombs, and some carry ancient ordinary aerial bombs. The mission of these planes is very simple, to bomb the demons and destroy all suspicious targets on the ground!

Just as the two f-14 fighter jets that emerged from the sky in Shakeben City swooped down for the second time and killed the two devil bats blocking the way with their cannons, they were unprepared and turned the bow of the battleship in a panic. The demon navy was caught off guard by the sudden artillery fire behind him.

The crowded and disorganized demon fleet was hit by falling large-caliber shells as they turned to meet the enemy, breaking and sinking one after another.

Before the demon general gave any new orders, dozens of Tomahawk cruise missiles followed one after another.

Originally, the demon still had a way to intercept some slow-moving Tomahawk cruise missiles, but because they were in complete chaos, when most of these missiles hit their targets, the demon hadn't fully figured out what kind of situation he was facing. disaster.

In the city, the demon army that was slaughtering suddenly fell into the predicament of being flanked. The human beings in the city are still resisting, and on the sea outside the city, the king of Hades, who is not easy to mess with, has killed again.

"It's all stuck in the port, so there's really no progress at all." Genesis, expressionless, picked up the binoculars and looked at the demon warships in the distance that turned around in embarrassment and seemed to want to meet the enemy, and commented coldly.

He has witnessed the growth of Alan Hill's navy step by step to its current size, and its tactics have been turned upside down. Therefore, in the eyes of the naval commander, the demon fleet, which has hardly changed for more than half a year, is undoubtedly a second-rate opponent who does not want to make progress.

Accompanied by his evaluation, the 406mm main gun of the battleship fired again, shaking the earth and shaking the mountains.

The opponents these artillery were pointing at had already begun to collapse at this time. The demon navy, which had been psychologically shadowed by Alan Hill for a long time, had no room to fight back when it encountered the Alan Hill fleet.

Therefore, when these demons, who were extremely ferocious a few minutes ago, howled in despair, the scene was really chilling and weird.

As a huge water column dozens of stories high soared into the sky, a huge demon battleship at least 300 meters long broke in the middle of the water column, split into two pieces, and quickly ran aground in the water.

Not far away, a battleship equipped with a magic cannon was directly hit by a Tomahawk cruise missile. The high explosive on the missile directly detonated the stored magic energy liquid on the battleship, causing the battleship to die. Countless fragments.

And above the sky, as more and more f-14 fighter jets joined the battle circle, the demonic bat troop, which was originally extremely fierce and arrogant, also fled in all directions like a sparrow seeing an eagle. Half of the prestige just now.

Seeing the devil wolves running above their heads and being chased and killed by huge fighter jets with terrifying sounds, the desperate civilians in Shakeben shed tears of excitement for their survival.

"They are coming!" On the city wall, the human officer who managed to pull out the long sword from a demon corpse, looked at the few remaining men in front of him, and grinned, revealing his blood-red teeth. There's black blood all over his armor, making him look like an Ellan Hill oilman.

"Alan Hill is here! They are here to save us! Long live Alan Hill!" On the street, the civilians who finally realized that they still have hope also cheered hysterically from different corners.

And amidst their cheers, another massacre began. Only this time, the massacre just now became the target of hunting...