"Report, our troops are about to enter enemy positions, please instruct. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info"The pilot of a century bomber sat in the driver's seat, looked at the imperial city of Koncadas that gradually came into view in the distance, and said unconsciously, I was on the bomb drop button.

"There are no instructions, only one requirement, be sure to destroy all the enemy's food reserves, let them taste the taste of starvation, operation code name: Skyfire. The pilot of the pilot aircraft smiled, then turned off the communication with the radar station and then connected to the pilots of the first batch of Century bombers and peacekeeping bombers who carried out the operation with it and said: "Everyone, the battle order and the order, the goal: to destroy the enemy's granaries and farmland, the operation code: Tianhuo, all dispatch!"

After speaking, dozens of Century bombers and peacekeeping bombers were at full power, and one by one the rumbling engines pulled their thick voices and made a roar that made the air unable to stop vibrating, like a mad cow, rushing towards the outskirts of the city in the distance, like a bad star, ready to turn the large swath of farmland there that was still covered with green stubble into a sea of fire.

When they appeared in the range that the human eye could see, more than a dozen tiny radars would not be found at all if it were not for this extremely sensitive radar, the target appeared on the radar screen, the co-pilot picked up the telescope specially prepared by the pilots with combat experience before taking off, and then as if standing on the roof of a dozen floors of buildings, holding an astronomical telescope to the ground to find ants, in this endless blue sky carefully looking for these strange and fundamentally invisible targets.

"It should be the enemy's individual air troops, similar to our pilots and the rocket angels of the Rising Sun Empire, but they are more agile and smaller, and if they weren't wearing armor, I don't think even the radar would be able to detect them, after all, this thing is for fighters," said the co-pilot as he patted the radar that was still sounding the alarm, the red dots on it were multiplying like a virus, but they knew that the actual number would definitely be much more than the radar showed.

The pilot stared intently at the seemingly empty front and said with a smile: "These guys are also getting smarter and smarter, okay dude, don't talk about it, call the Apollo fighter escort group and those tengus, I don't want some 'birds' to destroy my engine." ”

"Look to your left, we're here, let's slow down and let us and the pilots meet the enemy. At this time, another voice came from the headphones of the driver and co-pilot,

"Understood. The pilot of the Century Bomber picked up the microphone in the cabin and said: "All the rocket angels and pilots in the paratrooper compartment, immediately prepare for battle, I will open the paratrooper compartment in three minutes, repeat, please be ready for battle." After saying that, he hung the microphone back to its original position, then took a deep breath, and then said solemnly to the co-pilot next to him: "So, let's start." ”

The co-pilot nodded and then pressed the button marked with drop, and the paratrooper compartment opened, and one by one, the rocket angels and pilots dressed in full armor flew out from both sides of the plane, and then the rocket angels turned into red lightning bolts at a considerable high speed and flew past the bombers, and the pilots who followed closely behind them, although they were not fast enough, but one by one, they were not to be outdone, and they all flew towards the escort group and the rocket angels who had already flown away.

"Attention bomber formation, attention to bomber formation, no matter what conflict occurs, don't slow down, lower the altitude and blow up this place for me at the lowest altitude!" After saying that, he took the lead in lowering the nose of the plane and rumbling down.

In the sky, the sound of explosions came and went, saying that the fighters with cold weapons and the magicians with magic staff were fearless to form an air defense line, and their strength was at least the king of fighting and the blue-level magicians, although there was no magic or fighting skills similar to a large range of high power, but in the face of a fighter whose speed can reach supersonic speed or even several times the speed of supersonic speed, a simple ice pick can completely destroy the shell of the fighter.

But the fighter group was not prepared to engage them in close combat, and one by one the air-to-air missiles broke free from the shackles of the planes, baring their teeth like mad dogs and slaughtering the group of fighters and magicians in armor and cotton robes.

A Douhuang looked at the missile approaching at high speed without fear, he was a good hand at using a dagger, I saw him take out a beautifully carved silver-white dagger, gently twist it in his hand with his left hand and play with it twice, and then his hand paused sharply and then threw it out with a lightning speed, if you ignore the size and power, this dagger looks like a missile.

But the dagger is just a dagger, how can the power be compared to the upper air-to-air missile.

This Dou Huang is indeed a real force, and when the missile is still a kilometer, he throws the dagger, and then only relies on the wrist strength of his hand (probably because of the fighting spirit in the middle) to throw a dagger that looks quite solid at a speed far beyond the missile, and it is extremely accurate.

Boom, as the two collided, the missile exploded and the delicate dagger became the martyr of the missile, while the others learned to solve all the missiles according to the appearance of this emperor, of course, there were some arrogant or ignorant guys who picked up their weapons and slashed down at the missile, and the result was either to blow up their own hands, or to be lucky enough to transport the shield in time to resist, but even then it would be like a boiled shrimp and burned red.

And under the cover of a firelight, the fierce rocket angels rushed in front of this group of defenders under the cover, they held a grenade launcher in their left hand, and a laser sword in their right hand that emitted a dazzling light in the daytime, they seemed to be like they didn't think of themselves as women at all, and they waved their weapons frantically and rushed towards the enemy, although they had not practiced professional kendo like imperial warriors, but the ruthlessness of the force and the outrageously accurate firepower in the distance, these practitioners and magicians who were against a thousand of them retreated a hundred meters。

Of course, even if this short 100 meters is still piled up with human lives, as ordinary people, the rocket angels and pilots are not the opponents of these powerful abilities after all, once they get used to the offensive method, even an ordinary fighting king can easily deal with more than forty pilots and more than sixty rocket angels and be unharmed.

In half an hour, the Red Police, who originally had a clear numerical advantage, gradually turned into a disadvantage under the suppression of powerful firepower.

But that was enough, because they knew they couldn't be the match for this bunch at all, and all they really had to do was drag them and buy time for the bombers laden with incendiary bombs.

And the bomber group naturally did not waste these precious time in exchange for the blood of their brothers, they poured a large number of incendiary bombs on this land without the slightest reservation, the raging fire quickly spread to the wooden houses in the city and suburbs along the wind, a field set fire to a village, a house burned the whole city, and when they threw all the incendiary bombs, the whole area turned into a sea of fire like purgatory, and the residents who looked like ants carried this bucket in their hands desperately tried to extinguish the flames that wantonly destroyed their property and family, but they knew that the barrel was burning, the houses were burned out, and they collapsed to the groundThe flames were still burning proudly on the ruins.

People were burned, large pieces of burned skin fell off from the burned person's body, revealing a red body with a current school, a terrible blister covered the hands and feet of children and the elderly, as long as the slightest friction would make the blisters the size of a person's thumb burst, and the disgusting thick water gushed out excitedly from the ruptured opening, but the pain and sensory nausea were secondary, and the most terrible thing was the next thing to face: wound infection.

Mothers carrying their injured or dead children to the ground in pain became the norm in the city, and whenever someone passed by, they would impatiently pull at the corners of the person's clothes in the hope of getting some help, but the answer to them was always cold reality, because at this time everyone was too busy to take care of themselves. While the men are looking for the only remaining supplies in the ruins or eyeing the weaker, the city's managers have lost control of the city, and the law has become a dead letter, just like the New York blackout, where good and evil are only a thought.

For a backward civilization, a fire easily destroyed an entire city.

Both in this world and in another.

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