The wind howled, the cumulus clouds rolled, and Mo Ziqi's bomber clinged to the clouds and circled over the gold mine. Through the eyes, you can barely see the gold mines on the ground, but dropping cluster bombs has become a problem. The wind is so irregular that the angle of deviation from the high altitude cannot be calculated, and a bomb dropped may be carried by the wind without knowing where to go.

"Damn, cluster bombs can't be lost, I don't know if the missiles will work!" Silently reciting the parameters in my mind to find the best time to launch. As the time for the sandstorm to arrive gets closer, the wind becomes more and more frenzied, and even a second of delay will make the bombing more difficult.

Decisively pressed the launch button, and AGM_126 missile slammed into the gold mine below with flames. When the crosswind struck, the missile flipped in the air one after another, and in the end, let alone hit the gold mine, the missile launched from a distance of three or four hundred meters was even 70 or 80 meters away.

And this offset value has no reference value at all. The wind speed is constantly changing, and even if the angle is adjusted, the final hit will vary greatly. A huge explosion was heard in the distance, echoing the lightning in the sky. Mo Ziqi was in trouble for a while, and the military base stationed not far from the gold mine also noticed the abnormality after the explosion.

Originally thinking that the war was over, Meanda even thought that after the sandstorm was over, he could form an alliance with more forces to defend and attack. But an explosion woke him up from his dream. Kewei still doesn't give up?

"Scout, send a scout ......"

"Reportedly, the scouts have reported that a B52 bomber has appeared in the sky above the gold mine. A missile was also fired just now, and his target was our gold mine! ”

"What?" Mo An's face turned pale with a swish, the gold mine was not only his economic lifeline, but also the source of the water source of the great river. Once bombed, the gold mine collapses and can still be dug, and when the water source is cut off, they are really finished. What's more, after this sandstorm, the river will definitely be blown away, and if the water source is blocked, they won't even be able to find a place to dig again!

"Fight back! Knock him down for me......"

"But...... Checkmate! The sandstorm is coming......"

"Don't worry about the sandstorm, if he succeeds in blowing up the gold mines, we'll all die! Covey can send a death squad, don't we? Send a team of warriors and knock it down for me, in such weather, he can't fly high. ”

Mo Ziqi tried several attacks in a row, but they didn't work, and this gold mine could reflect all attacks as if the energy shield had been opened. The hurricane protected him, even if it itself was teetering in the wind.

As the minutes passed, the prelude to the sandstorm became more and more intense. Mo Ziqi gritted his teeth and stared at the gold mine on the ground, and finally made a decision. With a sharp push of the lever in his hand, the plane fell from the sky as if weightless.

"Moseley, what are you doing? Our height ......"

"Long-range bombing is simply impossible, I plan to bomb ...... at low altitudes"

"Low altitude? We're already low-altitude now...... Moseley, pull it up, pull it up now! There are only a hundred meters left......"

Mo Ziqi was unmoved and continued to fall weightlessly. 、

"Fifty meters ......"

Suddenly, a strong crisis hit Mo Ziqi's heart, and the hairs on his back stood up. didn't have time to think, and the fighter turned around sharply and moved sideways in an instant.

"Bang ......"

Mo Ziqi only had gold mines in his eyes, which made him ignore the anti-aircraft batteries placed near the gold mines. Just now, there was not a single person who didn't know when thousands of troops were quietly assembled on the ground.

Thousands of troops operated anti-aircraft guns to fire at the B52, and it was originally a joke to attack the B52 with anti-aircraft guns, not to mention that anti-aircraft guns are missiles. But now, the flight altitude is only allowed to be three or four hundred meters, beyond which there is a thick layer of thunderclouds. B52 was faced with an unavoidable situation.

Fortunately, the bad weather not only obscured Mo Ziqi's vision, but the ground troops' attacks also formed a network in the air by feeling. Under such a strong hurricane, ordinary people can't even stand, let alone show combat effectiveness.

Mo Ziqi, who was on the perspective plug-in, quickly took control of the situation again after being caught off guard at the beginning. Hovering in the air and using the loopholes of the barrage to deftly dodge. Finally, he caught a hole in the fire net, and the bomber once again swooped headlong into the barrage and swooped down towards the gold mine.

"It's already down to within a hundred meters, Moseley, don't come here!"

"Not ...... enough"

"Damn, I saw him!" A soldier shouted excitedly, after fighting for so long, they only knew that there was a plane in the sky, but their eyes were so confused by the yellow sand that they couldn't open their eyes at all, so they could only blindly fire at the sky. Because of this, when they saw B52, they screamed excitedly.

"It's crashed, it's crashed......" shouted the commander of the death squad excitedly, and at this time the height of the B52 was less than thirty meters above the ground. In such bad weather, such a high crash has become a foregone conclusion.

"Titicaca......"

Mo Ziqi quickly pressed the hatch, and thirty-six cluster bombs were dropped by him in one go. The bomb formed a line in the air and fell rapidly within the sight of the death squad.

The death squads all stopped their movements sluggishly, dropping bombs at this height? What's the difference between this and looking for death? The explosion of air and flames can directly lift the bomber away, and the trend of the plane falling remains unchanged.

"Damn, it's a suicide attack, a suicide ......"

"Boom-" The first bomb detonated, and although it was still ten meters away from the gold mine, the explosion was enough to pose a threat to the gold mine. But this was only the first one, and at the moment of the explosion, a series of explosions exploded. Seven or eight of them landed right in the middle of the gold mines, and the bombing mission was completed by the moment the cluster bombs were dropped.

"It's over...... It's all over......" The Death Squad Commander stared blankly at the scene in front of him, cluster bombs are range bombs, and after the first round of explosions, countless small bomb divisions will be divided into secondary explosions. Naturally, the death squads were also in the range of cluster bomb fire. But the daredevils, stunned by the scene in front of them, were unaware of the oncoming death, and their eyes were still fixed on the gold mine engulfed in flames and the bomber wrapped in flames.

Like a phoenix reborn from the ashes, B52 rose into the sky with flames, leaving the ground devastated behind it and then climbed up into the sky again.

"Report...... Report General...... Gold mine...... The gold mine was blown up ......"

"What?" Meanda sat down limply in his chair, the gold mine had been blown up, he had lost so many troops, without the gold mine, his men would not be willing to die for him, without the gold mine as a link, Chikasiu and Bruff would not be desperate to help him.

"What about the death squads? Why didn't they intercept it? Why didn't they shoot it down? ”

"The death squads are all dead...... "There was a dead silence in the command room of Meanda!

The thunder and lightning in the sky were still shining, and thunderstorms were frequent. Looking at the increasingly terrifying, more and more apocalyptic scene, Covey took a deep puff and took a deep breath of the cigarette at his fingertips.

Steff and Gertif had returned safely, and the quiet pestle was silent in the command room. Covey let out a long puff of smoke and turned slowly, "Steff, do you think we're really outdated?" We can't keep up with the pace of the world, our thinking is rigid with age, and our tactics are all flaws in his eyes! ”

Steff was silent and didn't speak, if he had been before, he would have taken out the little doll and didn't understand anything for such a reason. But today, the words that he has taken as the most reasonable throughout his life cannot be spoken. Because in such an important battle, Mo Ziqi was right, and they were wrong.

Although their failure was due to the weather, it was because of the sudden arrival of a sandstorm. But is it only today that the sandstorm is coming? No, it was known the day before the war was started. If Mo Ziqi's battle plan was adopted, they would be able to end the battle in one day. And now, he has to pin his hopes on Mo Ziqi's bombing, which is no different from suicide.

"General, we ...... It's just that I haven't gotten used to it yet......" Gertanf hesitated for a long time before whispering.

"Not used to it yet?" Covey smiled faintly, "Twenty years ago, I went to West Point, and the most I learned was the classic battle and tactical theory of World War II. At that time, I was getting excellent reviews for every course.

After graduating, I returned to Babylon. The royal family of Sele has been very kind to me, and in just thirteen years, I have climbed from a small soldier to the position of commander-in-chief of the Independent Legion.

Sam angered the International, and with the acquiescence of the United Nations, the United States-led coalition launched an attack on Babylon. At that point, I already felt like I couldn't keep up. Originally, I thought that Sam had 800,000 elite soldiers and more than 2 million reserve troops to support it for three years, right? When the time comes, the United States is tired of the expedition, and Sam can drag it until the Allied troops withdraw even if he relies on the desert terrain.

But, you all know it! Three months, twenty-one days to be exact! Because although war was declared before, it took almost two months for the Allies to mobilize. The real war lasted only twenty-one days, and Sam, who was invincible and powerful in our eyes, was sent to the gallows after twenty-one days?

Too fast, too fast for the Allies. The coordination of the various armies is also too fast, and the speed of the battle is too fast. As soon as my eyes looked at a certain battlefield, the battle was over. At that time, we should have thought that it was not Sam who couldn't do it, but that he was eliminated by this era......"

It was the first time that Covey had made such a profound review in front of a few of his subordinates, not for himself, but for the whole of Babylon. The tactics, tactics, and even the types of troops they used are still remnants of the Second World War era. So, the mighty Sam Legion went from a myth to a joke in front of the Allies.

"You say, shouldn't we give more opportunities to young people? Shouldn't we learn more about the operational concept of a powerful country? Otherwise, such mistakes and mistakes will happen again......"

"The general doesn't have to be like this!" Crero spoke for the first time after being silent.

"The idea of a strong country, although advanced, is not suitable for the current Babylon. The way they fight is too expensive for us to afford ......"

"There is a way to burn money, and there is a way to save money! If Advisor Mo can come back safely this time...... I intend to make him the chief of staff of my staff, and to draw up a comprehensive plan for our army's battle to sweep away Babylon. What do you think? (To be continued.) )