1030 Bombing [This Chapter Is Updated by the New Leader: Not Megatron in Name - 1/2]

what is that?

The small coalition of Marillo warlords who were enjoying "the Federation people are just that" looked at the sky in the distance. The sky was not completely bright at this time, and it happened to be the best cover for the bombers until they arrived at the war zone. Only then was he discovered.

The exchange of fire on the battlefield briefly paused for a moment.

Is it a plane?

Planes are no secret. Not to mention that some of them unfortunately became the first people to be hit by planes and left in history. Federal planes can be actually used in battles and are widely spread. open.

Many countries are studying aircraft, and Gaevra is the most active.

They are like... people who selflessly promote the development of the world, constantly announcing the parameters of some of their research models.

It is no exaggeration to say that just because they released some data and drawings, the whole world is now studying the aircraft crazily.

There is no way, the Federation already has the ability to strike, and the parameters and models announced by Gefra are already very advanced. Who knows if they have hidden more advanced ones.

In order to avoid criticism from international powers in terms of military strength, the best way is to improve oneself.

In this world war, everyone has a basic camp concept. We know that an international war cannot be fought by one person. So in the next world war, will the camp be like today?

Will the military competition and ideological competition between the Federation and Gaevra form a world confrontation situation in the future with their two countries as the core?

If so, then the strength of any party will be the greatest malice towards other countries that are not strong enough.

So you must be strong!

The roar in the sky alerted the sleeping military observers, who ran out in their underwear and holding telescopes.

Gaevra's military observers even shouted the words "incredible" because in their research, they believed that the bi-wing fixed-wing structure is currently the most stable model.

But now, what did he see?

It was a single-wing fixed-wing aircraft, and its structure seemed to have an indescribable rationality. He even felt that the aircraft should be like this.

Moreover...these planes flew too high, exceeding the limit data currently studied by Gefra.

They appear to be about the size of a soybean, but through telescopes, the observers at Gefra know that they are actually larger than they imagined!

Flying high means that ground air defense cannot effectively intercept these aircraft. The Gefra people also began to study air defense capabilities. They saw how powerful the Federals were, so the first thing they thought of was not attack, but defense.

defense!

But what's the use of anti-aircraft cannons if they can't hit that high?

He looked at the planes for a while, then lowered his head and drew the outlines of the planes on the shirt he took off.

His actions alerted the others, all of whom were taking off their clothes or looking for paper to draw on.

These people all have excellent painting abilities. They are not masters or craftsmen, and their paintings lack spirituality, but they can faithfully copy what they see as they are!

When the plane flew directly overhead, some people noticed that there were not two planes, but six.

They were divided into two formations, with two head planes followed by two flankers, flying straight into the distance like "^^" in the sky.

The entire battlefield came to a standstill because of these sudden appearances.

People raised their heads, looked at those planes, just looked at it...

until……

The gates of hell are open!

"We have arrived at the intended location and will carry out the bombing as planned."

The six planes slowly separated, and then people saw something like dust falling down.

"Did they lay eggs?" one of the warlord's soldiers joked. He didn't think the "dust" would do any harm to them.

So there is no harm in reading more when you have time.

Not long after, the moment a scream sounded in their ears, everyone could not suppress the panic in their hearts!

A seven-pound fragmentation bomb, more gunpowder, more fragmentation, it's not going to destroy a building, it can't do that.

It is produced and designed with only one purpose, and that is to effectively kill all targets to the greatest extent possible!

The first bomb landed on the field artillery position. The moment it exploded, with the impact point of the bomb as the core, it was like an invisible wind blew around!

That's the wind whipped up when the Death Scythe is swung, no one can guard against it!

The dust kicked up, the sparks from the cannon barrel being hit by fragments, the crowd falling down like a wheat field slashed by a scythe!

The shocked look in the soldier's eyes, who just now thought it was just an egg laid by a plane, was still in his eyes. His head was divided into two parts with the bridge of his nose as the boundary!

Blood and dust mixed together, burying all the beauty in the world. Even the air became chilly at this moment!

Two hundred and forty seven-pound fragmentation bombs directly bloodbathed the entire artillery position and the rear area of ​​the warlord coalition.

At this time, whether they are in the building or not, it actually doesn't mean much.

Those high-speed rotating fragments with terrible kinetic energy can easily penetrate ordinary wooden houses and adobe houses, and they may die decently in the house.

Because the pieces of the deceased's body will not fly everywhere, and there is no need to worry about putting other people's things on them during the burial!

There wasn't even a scream!

The intensive bombing and debris caused people to be taken away by death before they even had time to scream!

The building is collapsing rapidly. It is not being pushed down by a huge force, but it is like the years have put the most terrible curse on it, and it is naturally decaying!

Dust rising in the distance filled the entire rear area. Six planes in the sky began to return. Ryan looked at those planes and seemed to realize something.

"They...are finished?"

He clenched his fists tightly, "We can still fight, there is no need to retreat!"

Then the correspondent of the communications squad began to shout loudly, "Our bombers destroyed the local artillery positions. We don't need to retreat. Attack, continue the attack!"

"Long live the Federation!"

The soldiers' originally depressed mood was ignited at this moment, and a power generated by the void was transmitted into their bodies, filling them with strength!

Exhausted, frustrated, and overwhelmed by the fervor of the moment, the gunfire was noisy again, only this time, it was obviously louder on the Federal side.

The firefighting front line, which had not been moved much, began to advance slowly, and everyone could feel a feeling that they had never experienced before.

It might be a sense of security, it might be the pride of being a federal citizen, or it might be... in short, it's very complicated. That feeling makes them proud, and some people even shed tears while fighting.

They were not afraid, but shed tears of excitement for the strength of their motherland.

At the same time, the field command announced its disbandment, and was then personally commanded by the Blackstone Security Colonel and Mr. Lynch.

At this time, Lynch was already standing in a bright room. In front of him was the floor plan of the city where the war took place. There were some simple soldier toys on the table...

In an emergency, people couldn't find so many real models, so they had to buy some toys to cope with it.

Lynch thought for a while and shook his head. There were also some Ministry of Defense officials in the room.

"It would be very difficult for us to clear the entire city, and it would also cause us additional huge casualties."

"So you have to do as I say this time..."

Ten minutes later, the front line received instructions from Mr. Lynch.

The telegraph operator faithfully translated what he received and wrote it on special paper.

"The head office requires that our field personnel trapped in the city be rescued as soon as possible, and then through broadcasts and other methods, notify all civilians to leave after the battle is over, and finally... use special bombs."

People's expressions changed a bit. The special bullet was not about how good-looking it was. On the contrary, it had no sound or light. It would not explode even if it fell to the ground. It would only crack, revealing some broken chemicals inside.

When these chemicals are mixed together, they become deadly!

Facts have proved that the people in the Ministry of National Defense are very coquettish and want others to praise their pure actions. Not only will they not bring victory, but they will throw the federal war into a swamp.

What we need to do now is to let people see the determination of the federal people to win, instead of the federal people suffering heavy losses just to save face!

History is always written by the victors.

Even if it is a massacre, as long as the person who carries out the massacre is the final winner, this massacre may become a turning point in history, setting the tone for the victory of justice over evil, and being an indelible trace of history.

People will not think that this is a massacre, that is the determination of justice!

Without artillery support on the front line, coupled with the shock caused by aircraft bombings, the warlord's army was retreating steadily. Especially when some people retreated to the end, they were frightened by the hell-like scenes.

They had seen many terrible things, but here, at this moment, they suddenly felt that their former selves were as innocent as a child.

The ground is covered with flesh and blood, the various marks on the gun barrels, and the surrounding collapsed houses seem to tell everything that has been experienced here.

Any step you take may cause your feet to sting, and the dense fragments will shoot and kill everything standing within the killing range without reservation, no matter what they are!

Due to the low morale and the continuous advancement of the federalists with high morale, the resistance only lasted until 11:30 noon and was basically over.

Except for a few warlord militants who did not have time to evacuate, many people have already evacuated the city.

Ryan also found the injured.

A large part of them have died due to blood loss and other reasons, and the remaining ones are not in good condition.

The battlefield emergency medical treatment can only solve some simple small wounds for them, such as abdominal cavity torn, limb torn and other injuries, it can't be treated at all!

Even if the bleeding is stopped, it only looks like it has been stopped, especially for some internal injuries.

After a battle, hundreds of people died. Less than a month after arriving in Marillo, the federal people paid a heavy price for their arrogance and contempt!

But it's all worth it.