Aerial bombs were constantly falling from the sky into the city of Grozny, and the bombing of an aviation regiment was more terrible than the ammunition of an artillery brigade on a base, and all kinds of aerial bombs were used.

Xiong Er inherited a lot of inheritance from Xiong Da, including the Cold War, the Soviet Union and the same as in China, accumulated a large number of war materials, after the founding of the country, there was no large-scale war in Russia, except for a part of the corruption and trafficking within the military, a large part of it was left in the warehouse to eat ashes.

According to the fate of history, these weapons will be directly destroyed in the hope of world peace after Putin the Great came to power, and this has won the favor of a large number of anti-war people. (The truth is that the annual maintenance cost of this large number of weapons exceeds the value of the weapons themselves, and the Russian government cannot afford to destroy them.) ）

Many bombs were dropped, some of which were older than the pilots of these bombers, high-explosive bombs, incendiary bombs, cluster bombs, submunitions, and even gasoline napalms.

With the exception of gas bombs and some forbidden weapons of mass destruction, all the bombs invented in human history have been displayed in Grozny, thanks to Russia's chaotic logistics.

The driver of the T80 tank, in the car, kept praying, hoping that he could be blessed by God and not have a bomb fall on their heads, everyone in the tank knew that their tank could withstand an RPG, but it would never be able to withstand an aerial bomb, even if it did not hit directly, but just fell not far from them.

Perhaps the prayers of the T80 tank driver played a role, and the bombing lasted about twenty minutes, and when the last bomber had lost all its ammunition and dived low to empty the ammunition for the cannons on board, all the bombers left the sky over Grozny, leaving only a sea of fire.

The power of aerial bombs and the effect of incendiary bombs have made Grozny a city that never sleeps, although there are no neon signs, but there are burning flames everywhere, illuminating Grozny, which was originally hidden in the darkness, as if it were day.

Wailing, weeping city, constantly wailing over the city, Grozny has now become a real purgatory, whether it is the Chechen militants hiding in the city, or the ordinary Chechen people, who are now suffering.

Three rounds of bombing turned the city into ruins, some ordinary Chechens who escaped the bombing and walked to the streets, looking at the bombed houses, could only hide in the ruins shivering, cold, hungry, fearful, helpless, made ordinary Chechens confused, what is the purpose of this war.

More Chechen militants are wailing in pain, they are not government troops, there is no perfect medical conditions, the wounded Chechen soldiers can only hide together with each other to keep warm, some soldiers with insufficient willpower let out a wail like beasts before dying, struggling in pain.

Chechen soldiers continue to commit suicide, and these veterans of the war in Afghanistan can no longer bear this painful torture, physical pain, mental torture, and hope for the loss of hope, making this group of people very vulnerable.

Coreola drilled out of the bomb shelter with a gloomy face, damn the Russians, actually playing word games with themselves, saying that they were not allowed to shell, but this group of people actually let the bombers come over and carpet bomb, and the communication had been blown up, but Cordeiola knew that even if he called and asked now, the damn group of politicians would tell themselves that they really didn't shell Grozny, they just bombed!

"Damn it, damn it, I'm going to make you pay!" Coreola's face was ugly, and his mind was spinning rapidly, looking for a possible way to get revenge on the Russians, and soon an idea came to Cordiola's mind.

"How many people are still alive in Camp Mullins!" None of the staff officers around dared to disturb Codiola, they all knew what kind of person Codiola was, and now he was in a bad mood, and if anyone accidentally touched him, the result would be a peanut and send them to the God of faith.

"There are about 700 people in the Mullins camp, and they were on their way to the hospital just now, they were bombed and suffered heavy losses!"

The Mullins battalion, like the mountain battalion under Kodiola, is the elite combat power of Chechnya, and they are a group of fanatics, if separated, the combat effectiveness is even more terrifying than that of Kodiola's men, after all, that group of people is crazy, and they are madmen who don't want to die.

"Tell them that they don't have to worry about the people of the 131st Brigade in the hospital, let them follow Plan B, cleanse Grozny, and kill all the people of all Russian nationalities! Not one left, crucified their bodies and hung them on the ruins, telling the damned group of Russian government troops that this was the end of their assault on Grozny! ”

The more Cordiola talked, the craziest he became, and this was his plan B, which was also the craziest one, to bring disaster to the ordinary Russians living here.

Grozny is not only Chechens, but also some ordinary Russians, but their number is much smaller than that of Chechens, about 100,000.

Before the start of the war, some ethnic Russians withdrew from Grozny, and some ethnic Russians who were inseparable from their homeland lived in the city, although after the war, Chechens broke into their homes, but they were all private actions of some soldiers, as the ruler of Grozny, Kodiola ordered, representing a kind of genocide, the massacre of the Russian people in Grozny.

Messy, very chaotic, the current Grozny is like a disorderly hell, the wounded people stand on the side of the road in confusion, and some of the Chechens who are in a hurry to flee for their lives are wearing pajamas, shivering in the cold wind.

Around a ruin not far from the hospital, a group of Chechens was slowly gathering, and several armed men wearing white turbans stood up with their weapons in their hands, waved their hands lightly, and another group emerged from the darkness.

There were about thirty people, all officers of the Mullins battalion, and after a general report of the casualties, the leader of the Mullins battalion did not have any sad expression, and began to give Cordiola's latest order: "Kill all the ethnic Russians in the city of Grozny, make them into crosses and crucify them on the wall!" ”