Chapter 301 Counterattack (Final)

However, before Salmu could breathe a sigh of relief, flames erupted not far away, and in the rapidly expanding flame cloud of the "Thunder Wings" explosion, five Viking fighters flashed like silver swords breaking through huge waves. It passed away, approaching the satellite group in an instant, pouring a total of 50 missiles on the precarious kz-78 from head to tail.

On the large central screen, the flames quickly formed a line like the sea water flowing over the beach at high tide. Kz-78's nearly one-kilometer-long body fell into a sea of ​​flames, and the vigorous flames were like rolling fire waves, spraying large groups of debris to the surroundings.

Finally, after a dazzling flame erupted, kz-78 ushered in its most brilliant moment. The instantaneous thrust generated by the explosion of the No. 0 source element core tore the entire satellite apart. A piece of wreckage with a length of 200 meters fell to the ground of Rector at an extremely fast speed, and a piece of wreckage with a length of more than 400 meters toppled to one side. The angular velocity flies outwards.

A large number of metal fragments of varying lengths swept across hundreds of kilometers of the nearby area. A large number of missiles and fighter planes were unable to evade, and were hit by the fragments and exploded into flames. A Viking fighter was hit by debris on the left wing, and the flight was unbalanced. Just when the second debris was about to hit the cockpit, suddenly, a flash of light flashed, and the damaged Viking fighter disappeared out of thin air.

"How could this happen?" Salmu firmly grasped the railing in front of him to stabilize his figure. The high-speed fragments produced by the KZ-78 explosion hit the outer armor of the command satellite, and the whole ground trembled.

The aftermath of the kz-78 explosion lasted for about 1 minute. When the vibration from under his feet gradually subsided, Salmu hurriedly looked up at the monitor array.

It was pitch black, pitch black, and the signals of hundreds of monitors in the entire monitoring module were all lost.

"What happened? What the hell happened!" Salmu's angry roar resounded throughout the hall.

A female officer in the corner stood up suddenly, her face changed drastically, and she said, "Colonel... Colonel... Come... Come, the fragments are coming..."

At this time. Light and shadow flashed on the large central screen, and a piece of satellite wreckage occupying most of the screen was getting bigger and bigger.

"This...this is..." Everyone was stunned. "Kz-56" is clearly marked on the center of the outer armor of the wreckage, at this moment. These 5 characters are like a sneering face, mocking their incompetence.

Boom! cluck cluck...

Only a muffled sound was heard. Violent shaking came from under their feet, and everyone involuntarily leaned to the side. Then, as soon as the lamps on the ceiling went dark, the monitors of all the instruments either went out directly, or the screen shook endlessly, and the emergency lights on the wall turned on, turning the entire command hall into a blood red.

The vibration continued to ferment, and the entire command hall began to roll.

Everyone couldn't stand firmly, so they had to hold on to everything that could support their bodies. The woman's scream and the sound of "呲味" from the damaged circuit of the equipment reverberated endlessly, and the command hall was filled with a doomsday scene.

...

After an unknown amount of time, the shaking of the ground finally stopped, the lamps on the ceiling finally returned to normal after flickering a few times, and most of the instruments in the equipment pool also resumed operation.

Salmu grabbed the guardrail and struggled to get up. He glanced at the messy equipment pool below. He didn't care to wipe the blood from his left temple, and asked out of breath, "Control team, report the situation."

There was a rustling sound from below.

About 10 seconds of work. A voice suppressed the pain and replied: "The armor outside area A is damaged, the water circulation equipment is damaged, and the oxygen generation equipment is slightly faulty. Generating units No. 1, No. 3, and No. 9 are out of operation, and the energy supply is reduced by 20%. But it's okay, The emergency treatment procedures have been activated, the safety gate has been lowered, the internal pressure has stabilized, the air-conditioning system is operating normally, and the environment in all areas is good except for the impact point in area a."

"How about the battle situation?"

"Contact with kz-78. Kz-56 lost, switching external camera probes."

The voice of the staff just fell. The progress bar on the central large screen flashed and then followed. A picture appeared in front of everyone.

In the low-altitude orbit full of satellite debris, more than 180 "Thunder Wings" aerospace fighters are bombarding 12 Viking fighters indiscriminately, gradually dividing and surrounding them.

Various types of missiles are like needles piercing the seam, posing a serious threat to the remaining 12 Viking fighters, forcing them to gradually shrink their battle lines and withdraw from the theater that could endanger orbiting satellites.

what happened? Why are all the kf-501 and kf-503 fighters out? Salmu was stunned for a moment, and then it suddenly dawned on him that their commander might have launched a full-scale attack in desperation after seeing the damage to the satellite.

"Oh!" Salmu sighed heavily. Under normal circumstances, as long as the performance of the fighters is not much different, the difference in the number of 3 to 1 will definitely be a one-sided war, not to mention that there are so many types of missiles. But what happened? In a daze, let the opponent break through the blockade, rush into the satellite belt, and destroy the two reconnaissance satellites kz-78 and kz-56.

Although the armor of reconnaissance satellites is very thin, the combat effectiveness against ships is negligible, and it belongs to the space-based facilities with the lowest defense capabilities. But no matter what, it was nearly a kilometer long, and it was blown up by three or five enemy planes with a single missile!

It's fine if it's an enemy at the battleship level, but tm is clearly just a few fighter planes, right at the door of Rector's navy, they killed 2 reconnaissance satellites under their noses. This slap was so ruthless that Salmu felt his cheeks were hot.

"Hit... Hit!"

Just when he was distracted, he heard a cry of exclamation from below. Salmu looked up, and on the big screen, two laser beams flashed past, directly blowing up one enemy plane, and the other one was also affected. The damage was serious, and it flew outwards in a whirl, before disappearing without a trace.

Under the joint attack of more than 180 "Thunder Wings", countless missiles, and laser cannons, the remaining 10 enemy planes were finally defeated, and their flight direction changed, like meteors fleeing toward the atmosphere.

182 "Thunder Wings" of nearly 8 squadrons clung to 10 Viking fighters, and the projectiles fired by the rapid-fire guns were like pouring rain, criss-crossing the Viking fighters.

Salmu felt something was wrong, but he couldn't tell what was wrong. It's just that it's inappropriate to do so. "Thunder Wings" is an aerospace fighter, but most of the time it's in space combat, and it's not impossible to enter the atmosphere. But the combat effectiveness may be greatly reduced.

Reminiscent of the scene captured by the reconnaissance satellite before, Salmu couldn't help but change his face: "Commissioner, inform the commander of the fighter jet brigade. Tell them to withdraw, this is a trap!"

"Trap?" The excited staff downstairs froze. The correspondent hurriedly changed the channel, trying to contact the kf-501 space station.

About half a minute later, the communicator, who was sweating profusely, turned his head back, his voice full of tears: "Colonel, the laser communication device was damaged in the previous impact. As for the radio network, affected by the air battle and satellite explosion just now, Still in a semi-paralyzed state."

Salmu sat back on the sofa when he heard the words, "Why is this..."

For now, he could only hope that the pilots of the Thunderwings were as good in the atmosphere as they were in space. so. Perhaps there is still a chance of victory, because the opponent's fighters are not many, and the total number is less than 50. With the air power of the ground army, there is still the power to fight.

A few minutes later, when the electromagnetic storm in Rector's low-altitude orbit dissipated and the command satellite where Salmu was located reconnected with other satellites, 182 "Thunder Wings" swooped down with a long comet tail like a meteor shower. And down, let out a rain of fire to the Viking fighter group directly in front.

How powerful is the rapid-fire cannon? Its power is enough to penetrate a two-meter-thick homogeneous steel plate. Facing a volley of 182 "Thunder Wings" lined up in the sky like fish eggs, only 10 Viking fighters are like ants in danger under the pouring rain.

finally. A Viking fighter jet was shot in the tail, ignited a flame, and fell rapidly from a high altitude.

This scene inspired all the pilots of "Wings of Thunder". Facts have proved that the opponent is not an invincible god of war. As long as there are enough numbers and strong enough firepower, they can be killed.

"Guys, cheer up. Kill this group of rebels for me, and let those landlubbers on the ground take a good look at the power of our navy."

"Hahaha. Shoot, shoot. Smack their asses..."

"!"

Amidst the excited yells of the pilot, a Viking fighter plane was hit by a "Stinger" missile because it was scratched by satellite debris in the previous space battle and lost balance due to the influence of the vortex after entering the atmosphere. The left propeller caught fire and fell obliquely downward with a thick black smoke.

The comprehensive combat effectiveness of these enemy planes in the atmosphere is nothing more than that! The pilots of "Thunder Wings" are full of self-confidence. Their joining may be able to turn the tide, reverse the precarious situation in Rector, and turn the government army from defeat to victory.

Credits, medals, bonuses, promotions seem to be within reach.

Just as the surviving infantrymen of the 287th Division looked blankly at the overwhelming "Thunder Wings" fighter planes and cheered happily, in the command center of the research institute, Tang Fang was staring at the sky outside the window in a daze.

"'Thunder Wings'..."

As soon as he finished speaking, as his eyes turned cold, two rows suddenly appeared on the lawn of the buffer zone outside the institute, a total of 30 Goliath robots.

The clusters of flames are like firecrackers in the New Year's Eve, "cracking" and flashing non-stop, and the slender body of the "Hellfire" missile, which is nearly 1 meter long, is like long swords, piercing the sky and pressing against the black tide in the sky. The group of "Thunder Wings" fighter jets shot away at a speed of more than Mach 20.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh...

The "Hellfire" missile shuttled through the air, and the sharp sound almost tore the entire sky apart. The remaining 8 Viking fighters were like fast sails under the rushing waves, breaking through the wind and waves and successfully avoiding the storm.

However, those "Thunderwings" were not so lucky. The experience of the previous Viking fighters was repeated on them. More than 300 "Hellfire" missiles swept across the cloudless blue sky above the research institute.

Although the "Hellfire" is just a small missile, it has a range of 50 miles, and even in the atmosphere, it also has a terrifying speed of more than Mach 15. If in space, "Thunder Wings" can race with them and play peek-a-boo with good maneuverability and coordination. However, at this moment, under the friction of the atmosphere and the gravity of Rector, they couldn't exert their peak combat power at all, and could only look at the "Hellfire" swarms coming down like waves in surprise and bewilderment.

boom! boom! boom!

The sound of continuous explosions shook the heavens and the earth, and flames appeared in the blue sky. Looking from the ground, it seemed that the enthusiastic landlord had held a grand and grand welcome party for the group of aliens!

The "Hellfire" missile system of the Goliath robot can lock 300 enemies in one second. With the relay guidance of Euglena, the "Thunder Wings" is no different from meat on the chopping board.

The continuous flashes illuminated the faces of all the people on the ground. Splashing fireballs outshine festive fireworks. In just a dozen seconds, 144 "Thunder Wings" were blown to pieces by the "Hellfire" and turned into billowing fireballs. Spinning and burning. Draw smoke trails in the thousands of miles of sky, and then plunge into the embrace of Mother Earth.

The fire and rain are colorful and the fireworks are gorgeous.

Such a scene, how magnificent, how beautiful.

On the main streets of Wendenbat, the panic-stricken citizens stared blankly at the wreckage of the falling fighter plane that was painted with raging flames and fell like a meteorite.

As early as the sound of the artillery of the siege tanks resounded through the world. When the fighter planes from the Capital Military Region roared past, they realized one thing, war is coming! Someone shook their fist at the high government.

In just 30 minutes, the sound of gunfire from the north of Wendenbat did not stop. Although the distance was too far, beyond the line of sight of people, and there was a police cordon on the edge of the city, it was difficult to get close to the front line for observation. But judging from the violent earthquakes, the laser beams shot down from the sky, and the fighter planes passing by in groups in the sky. There is no doubt that this is not a small fight at all, but a real war.

now. This scene in the sky confirmed the conjecture in their hearts.

The invincible imperial navy, the long sword hanging over the heads of the people, the Great Wall that the nobles are proud of...

At this moment, they are burning, exploding, and falling from the sky like dumplings.

That is the existence of "Wings of Thunder", with a unit price of 20 million myd. In just a few breaths, more than 100 aerospace fighters were destroyed like this?

"3 billion, that's 3 billion. It's all gone in the blink of an eye!" A middle-aged man engaged in finance said tremblingly.

"Wow, what a splendid fireworks." This is a seven or eight-year-old girl.

"Who the hell? He actually forced the government army to this point." On the roof of a 100-meter-tall building in Roland District. The old man in his 70s muttered to himself.

"..."

Rowland is agitated, Wood is agitated. The entire Wendenbath is like a pot of water that is close to boiling. The citizens panicked and flocked out of the city dragging their families.

As for the officials and gentlemen who are pampered all day long, they are rare and diligent. They rode all kinds of vehicles, shuttled around the squares and radio stations in Wendenbat, put on a face that they thought they were amiable, and told people not to panic, not to be afraid, it was a government exercise, Lancelot Lord Special's generous military training. No need to worry, no need to flee, the exercise will be over soon.

To be a good politician, acting is one of the compulsory courses. The higher the official position, the better the acting skills. If you want to be a qualified politician, you must at least learn to hide your emotions and anger. Well, there is also a honeyed belly sword, a hidden knife hidden in a smile. Of course, a hypocritical face is a must.

Just like now, when the district chief and the officials of the city hall are appealing to the citizens not to panic, not to be afraid, and not to spread rumors, they secretly sent their wives, children and close relatives out of Wendenbat.

The battle in the sky is still going on, 8 Viking fighters killed the carbine, and the mt50 Lanzel Feilei followed the Hellfire missile and launched a second wave of attack.

The remaining 38 "Thunder Wings" pilots were all dumbfounded. In just a few breaths, 80% of the 182 "Thunder Wings" lost. This is simply a disaster, a catastrophe.

I thought that the only anti-air forces of the rebel army were these fighter planes, but who would have thought that they would have such terrifying anti-aircraft firepower, those robots with two legs, they...they are simply aircraft killers!

Fear spread in their hearts, there was no communication, no hesitation, all the drivers had only one reaction, run away! Escape back to space, escape back to the space station. The navy won't help here...let the army fight these damn enemies.

The flames ejected from the propellers left an arc trajectory in the air, and 38 "Thunder Wings" started their escape journey.

The troposphere, the stratosphere, the mesosphere... the fighter planes climbed higher and higher.

Boom, boom...

There were occasional explosions behind them, and some backward "Thunder Wings" were overtaken by Viking fighters, and they were blasted into balls of tumbling fire under the strafing fire of 40mm Gatling cannons.

From hunter to prey, the transition is so fast that it seems like a dream.

When the leading "Thunder Wing" broke through Rector's atmosphere, and the pilot saw the dark void in the distance, he finally breathed a sigh of relief. When he came back, he finally escaped and ascended to heaven, saving his life.

He turned his head and glanced behind him, it was empty, only the wisps of gunpowder smoke that hadn't cleared up.

148 "Thunder Wings", 148 pilots, he is the only one who came back alive...

For the rest of his life, he had no joy, no rejoicing, only sorrow and disgust for war.

The driver let go of the joystick, removed a chain of unlucky bears hanging from the top of the front window, held it tightly with both hands and held it in front of his face, and he just cried, with uncontrollable tears pouring out of his eyes.

The pilot light of the kf-501 space station was flashing in the distance, but the fighter plane was drifting farther and farther in the vast void.

……………(to be continued)