Chapter Ninety-Five: Steel Rain in the Sky of Lushun
"Lieutenant Colonel, this is an aerial map of the Qing Dongling in Shenyang, and your task is to blow it up!"
In the conference room of the Fearful, Yang Feng took out a satellite photo and put it on the table and said, At this time, the position of his fleet has crossed the Changshan Islands, of course this guy will not miss the grave of the wild boar skin father and son, this two men are the culprit, and it must be liquidated.
The captain of his carrier-based aircraft group, Lieutenant Colonel Buckhorn, a super-ace pilot with a record of three hundred and one shot down, took the photo with a calm expression and began to plan the route on the map.
"Lieutenant colonel, don't you ask me how the more than a hundred Soviet fighters at the Lushun base will be solved?"
Yang Feng asked curiously.
"Your Excellency, it is my duty to obey your orders."
Buckhorn saluted.
"Very well, I like this spirit of yours, cancel the route you planned, you and your pilot must go around from the land, and when you take off, there will be a Mustang fighter to meet you, it will provide you with guidance, as for the Soviet fighters in Arthur, forget about them, they will soon cease to exist."
Yang Feng said with a cruel smile.
Of course, those Soviet fighters will not exist, he already has a special gift for Comrade Stalin, and it is a very good gift, it is estimated that Comrade Stalin's will be very happy, as for these people have to fly over the land, after all, he has to give face to the people of the United States, and the four aircraft carriers of the people of the United States are still lying on the Bohai Sea!
Buckhorn didn't ask any more questions that didn't concern him, and immediately went out after ascertaining some details, and as the battle sirens sounded, a large number of pilots poured out of the cabin and rushed towards their respective pirates, the vast majority of whom were still Prussian pilots, but there were already a small number of Chinese pilots who could join the ranks of the top elite.
At the same time, the ground crews on deck had already hung heavy bombs for their fighters.
Immediately after that, the propellers of the pirates spun at high speed, began to glide on the empty deck of the plane, and in a very short time, they rose into the sky under the pleased gaze of Yang Yuan, formed a formation in the dawn sky, and flew in the direction of Dagukou led by Buckhorn. When the formation of thirty-six pirates arrived at the mouth of Dagu, a wild horse from the north appeared in their field of vision, and after radio contact, with this wild horse as a guide, the pirate formation began to fly northeast and went straight to Shenyang.
At the same time, on the surface of the Bohai Bay, the huge Voyager spacecraft was revealed, and two European bison jumped out of the cargo hold one after the other, and then the hatch was closed, and the Voyager returned to stealth, while the two European bison went straight east to Luda Special City, or simply tore off this fig leaf and went straight to the Soviet Union's Arthur Concession.
From Dagukou to Shenyang, the distance is only more than 500 kilometers, the maximum speed of more than 700 pirates, it is only an hour's voyage, Buckhorn arrived when it was dawn, the wild horse in front of them responsible for providing them with guidance quickly swooped down, and dropped a red smoke bomb marking the target to the Donglin of the wild boar skin below, and then turned over and flew north to Huang Taiji to Zhaoling and dropped the same smoke bomb, and then flew straight east to Xinbin, where there is the Yongling of the wild boar skin ancestors.
Looking at the red smoke rising from the north and south, Buckhorn in the sky immediately ordered: "Major Butz, take your squadron to the north to bomb Zhaoling, Rudolph your squadron bomb Tangling, Han, your squadron come with me, and we will destroy Yongling." ”
Following his order, the three pirate squadrons quickly separated, and the nearest Rudolph squadron was the first to dive down, followed by a huge ball of fire in the Tanglin complex of wild boar skins.
The Shenyang garrison and the common people, who were awakened by the sudden group of fighter planes flying overhead, were all stupid, and ran to the Shenyang city wall one by one, looking at the two tombs that had been razed in the explosion in amazement, and the Soviet consul general in Shenyang was also awakened, looking at the pirate carrier-based aircraft that could not have appeared in this sky, and immediately realized where this came from, and he called Dalian without the slightest hesitation.
The commander of the Dalian garrison, Lieutenant General Gozrov, also immediately realized what this meant.
"Quick, order all fighters to take off and go north to Shenyang, and you must not let a single fighter of the Ming Army fly back!"
As soon as the guy put down the phone, he yelled hoarsely.
Less than a minute later, the two major military airports of Zhou Shuizi and Tuchengzi sounded the battle alarm at the same time, and the Soviet pilots who were eating breakfast threw down their knives and forks and rushed out.
But alas, they can't reach the sky.
They didn't notice that just as they were rushing towards the fighter planes, more than 20 kilometers to the northwest, on the beach of Huping Island, an inconspicuous island, a group of fishermen who had just gotten up were staring at the two giant beasts lying in front of them in amazement.
That's two European bison.
Around these two European bisons, there are five steel chariots lined up, of course, these chariots are special, because on their backs is a huge square iron box, in front of which there are two rows of twelve bucket-thick circular cannon muzzles, and these iron boxes refer to the two major airports of Zhoushuizi and Tuchengzi.
Well, this is ten M270 rocket launchers, and this is the gift that Führer Yang prepared for Comrade Stalin.
Under the frightened gaze of those fishermen, a beautiful robot in charge of command, expressionlessly spat out three words into the radio: "It's okay." ”
Inside the launch vehicle, the ten human soldiers who specially cooperated with them pressed the launch button in front of them with a holy face.
The first muzzle of ten M270 rocket launchers, ten 227-mm rockets burst out with flames in an instant, followed by twenty, thirty, forty...
All 120 rockets were sprayed out in less than a minute, dragging striking flames and flying 20 kilometers across the sea at breakneck speed, smashing into two airports.
At the moment when the last ten rockets flew out, the beautiful robot said, "Retreat." ”
Ten tracked launchers immediately started to drill into the hatch of the European bison in turn, and the fans of the two sea giants rotated at high speed and slowly retreated to the sea, and then rushed towards the Voyager dozens of kilometers away at a speed of fifty-five knots.
And at this time, Zhoushuizi Airport and Tuchengzi Airport have completely turned into a sea of fire.
(Thanks to the book friend for the song of rage, for you (?) ―? Mercy, dark night maple, the reward of the man 001)