The battle on the coast was in full swing, and He Peng had already sensed it through the satellite, but he couldn't be distracted at this time.

Nearly 7,000 fighters, loaded with ammunition, were heading for the nine bombing points.

Never before in the world have so many fighter jets gathered so densely in the same area.

Those hundreds of square kilometers simply can't get them to be fully unfolded.

This, combined with the mistrust that had accumulated over the years, made those pilots nervous.

The automatic alarm system in all the aircraft of the aircraft is in a panic and constantly alerts the enemy information.

If you accidentally misfire, it will be an unprecedented catastrophe, and there will be few survivors in the largest air battle in a small area.

He Peng had to tense his nerves and carefully guide the plane to hover at different altitudes.

The first wave of bomb-dropping planes has already flown to the first bombing point.

"The temporary first formation is in position, requesting a bombing of the target!"

A group of twenty fighter jets improvised by He Peng rushed to the area, hovering at a low altitude.

The pilot in the co-pilot position nervously put his finger on the red button and waited for He Peng's order.

He Peng closed his eyes and was dedicated to everything, and he had reached the limit.

But he had to push the limits, because once the bomb was dropped, he had to control where the bomb landed and how it was shipped.

He Peng had no choice but to let the planes that were already hovering in their respective airspace and altitudes hover according to the route he had designated, gather their minds, and use all their strength to drop bombs on the plane.

Although it is only to control twenty aircraft, it is more stressful than to control seven thousand.

He Peng issued the first bomb dropping order:

"No. 1 dived towards the No. 1 bombing point in the direction of seven o'clock, and at an altitude of 1,000 meters, dropped three bombs!"

"Yes!" the fighter pilot overtook the plane and dived down.

The huge roar of the fighter jets reached the construction crew, which was a kilometer away from the bombing site, and the construction team members were terrified.

One bomb, two bombs, three bombs detached from the missile launcher under the plane, and red flames erupted from the tail and fell rapidly towards the explosion point.

The speed is too fast, and it is extremely difficult to fine-tune the missile, but He Peng must do it, he must guide the missile close to the speed of sound to accurately fall from the huge crater 100 meters wide and 10 kilometers deep at an altitude of 1,000 meters, and hit the pit vertically into the ground before exploding.

If the missile misses halfway, it will collapse the crater in just a few tenths of a second, and all efforts will be in vain.

He Peng's head was sweating, "Controlling three missiles at a time is a bit too big!"

He Peng's neural computing speed has almost reached the extreme of the human brain, and the first missile rushed into the crater......

The second missile followed!

At this time, people all over the world watched this scene through satellites or documentary cameras, and never before had a missile held the hearts of so many people as it does today.

Don't go wrong!

There was a loud bang, and a huge amount of smoke erupted from the pit, billowing upwards.

"Did it work?"

"Why is there only one explosion?"

The people did not know that at this time, the leaders of various countries who were still holding on to it, without exception, all stood up, and they could not sit down safely, and this bombing was related to the life and death of billions of people......

"Did you succeed?" the black man forcibly contacted He Peng: "Mr. Xu, tell me quickly whether I have succeeded or not, I must give an explanation to my people!"

He knew very well that the first leader to announce the success to the people of the people and to the people of the whole world would have a great increase in prestige because of this great good news! He needed this honor so much, he had a lot of ambitions to accomplish, and he needed to hold power!

However, He Peng didn't have time to pay attention to him.

He Peng gave the second order to the pilot: "The No. 1 aircraft immediately evacuates the combat area and goes to coordinates XX." XX, the second machine entered the dive position, dived in the direction of seven o'clock, and dropped three bombs at an altitude of one kilometer!"

He Peng quickly issued the order.

After receiving the order, the pilot of the No. 1 fighter was furious, and He Peng's order undoubtedly told him that he could evacuate the battlefield after successfully dropping the bomb, but where was that coordinate? It seemed to be in the vast ocean, what were you going to do there?

He Peng's orders to the fighters were all one-line contact, and no one else could see them except for the personnel on the fighters.

But when the first plane left, the second plane followed, and three bombs were dropped.

Those who put all their minds on fighter jets and bombs immediately guessed from the bombing of the second plane that the first plane had completed the task perfectly, because if it failed, the second plane would not have to step forward at all, and the huge crater must have been blown up!

So it is clear that this time the bomb was a success.

However, looking at the billowing black smoke and flames rising above the crater, people could not help but worry that this bomb-blown crater would be able to withstand several bombardments, and it seemed that it would collapse sooner or later.

There are not a few people who have this kind of worry, including He Peng.

However, He Peng has no way to retreat at this time, the pit will not collapse and it will be blown up, and if the pit collapses, it will be blown up, and human beings have no second choice!

Rumble...... Rumble...... Rumble......

After the three planes had dropped their bombs and left the battlefield, some reporters wanted to contact the evacuated pilots for interviews, but no matter how powerful they were and how strong their relationship with the military was, there was no possibility of interviewing at all at this time, because even the reformed supreme leader, Mr. Bald Head, did not know where those fighters flew......

The smoke and dust rising from the 100-meter-wide crater had no chance to be cleared, and fighter jets swooped down one after another, dropping bombs and leaving...... Drop the bomb and leave the ......

After the bombing of twenty planes, He Peng took a slight breath.

It seems that the theory is correct, as long as the overcontrol is properly overcontrolled, the missile will fall vertically, and the missile body will rush into the ground 20 meters deep, and then explode, and the energy generated by the explosion will mainly impact downward.

The rocks were broken and shattered, but the two sides were not affected much!

But not much does not mean that there is none, and even if you listen with your ears, you can hear sand and gravel falling down at the edge of the 100-meter-wide crater.

However, He Peng is not worried about this kind of sand and gravel falling on both sides, no matter how much sand and gravel falls, wisdom leads to the expansion of the giant pit, and will not lead to the destruction of the giant pit, and the sand and gravel that falls to the bottom will become dust in the missile attack again and again, these floating dust are simply unable to block the next swooping missile impact, the missile will penetrate the bottom of the dust, and explode, the explosion will produce two explosion waves down and up, the downward will continue to crush the sand and gravel, and the upward explosion will blow up the dust on the upper layer.

At this moment, the huge pit is like a super large cannon barrel, and the dust is like a cannonball under the power of the blast wave, and rushes into the sky, scattering around the deep hole or being blown away by the wind!

So the strife in the pit is miraculously balanced!

"Temporary second formation, please enter the attack position!" "The captain of the second detachment, who couldn't wait for a long time, asked He Peng to fight.

He Peng has the experience of the first wave of bombing, and he is not so nervous at this time!

He Peng said: "Permission to enter, please calm your emotions and operate calmly." ”

The second captain of the second formation was a pilot who had carried out many bombing missions, and he had long been accustomed to bombing, but this time he felt inexplicably heavy, Alexander.

The combination of pride, conceit, and stress made his emotions quite unstable, so he took the initiative to ask the commander for battle.

Hearing He Peng's reminder, his heart suddenly sobered up.

After a cold sweat, he humbly said to He Peng: "Mr. He, thank you, I will definitely be very careful and complete the task without fail!"

He Peng was actually very pleased, judging from the situation of the first wave of fighter jets launching missiles, they were all very good pilots, and they were able to accurately control the speed and altitude, and launch the missiles at the most appropriate time.

In this case, the missile will basically change to a vertical downward trend after running a few hundred meters in the air, so that the pitch impulse energy can reach the maximum, and there will be no large deviation, so He Peng does not need to adjust much.

Soon the second wave of planes entered the bombing position, and one plane after another began to dive......

......

Wei Zhong drove the plane around in the air, and it had been ten minutes since he found any trace of the enemy, and in the dark night, in the black mountains full of volcanic ash, it was basically impossible to find someone who was bent on hiding.

So Wei Zhong quickly made a decision, gave up the search, immediately went to the God-given City, replenished fuel and ammunition, and prevented those people from touching the city, the God-given City is not far from the sea, if there are ships coming, they will soon be able to attack again!

Wei Zhong commanded the two planes to leave.

On the ridge of Devil's Mountain, a wolf head looked up at the blood moon and howled.

"I, the black wolf, swear that I will exterminate all mankind and avenge my people!"

He was followed by five or six werewolves with colors, all of them listless and had no confidence in the big words of the black wolf!

Not long ago, the werewolves still had five big ships, and the werewolves of the whole five big boats were the largest number of people accumulated in all civilizations, but in an instant, there were only a few left, maybe there were survivors in the sea, they would be left on the beach by the waves at dawn, and the warm sun would wake them up.

But so what, even if there are a hundred of them, can they beat the big iron bird in the sky?

The werewolves had no confidence at all, and they couldn't figure out why powerful werewolves had suddenly become so vulnerable.

In the past, the big iron birds that flew in the sky, they used to shoot down many of them.

I still remember the last time there was a human war, there were always a lot of planes buzzing in the sky like flies, and one of the werewolves' favorite pastime was to bask in the sun on that small island in the middle of the ocean, while waiting for the planes to pass by.