Chapter 135: It's a great bomb by mistake
Well, it's a dud.
The first commander-in-chief of the Tianzhu Army in history, wiped the cold sweat on his head and jumped out of the hiding place as fast as he could.
What unfolded in front of him at this moment was a scene that made people want to cry without tears, the arid earthy yellow fields, everywhere were red stained with blood, and countless wounded soldiers were wailing in pain, many of them were disabled with missing arms and legs, not to mention the dead bodies, those surviving soldiers were trembling and searching the crowd, and from time to time shouts for ambulances rang out.
In the midst of these people were cars that had been blown to pieces, and in the burning flames, there was the occasional loud sound of gas tank explosions.
There were even two tanks, also billowing smoke from the open hatch at the top, one of the Stuarts was killed by ammunition, and the entire turret was blown away and burned there like a coffin, and on the ground next to it, there was a crew member covered in fire who was convulsing.
These two Stuarts were so unlucky, two small bombs with a bad character fell right through the hatch next to the anti-aircraft machine gunner.
Well, as incredible as it is, the battlefield is like this, even bullets go into the barrel of a gun, what else is impossible?
"Planes, where are our fighters?"
General Timaia roared angrily.
Yes, where are all their fighters, and what about their formidable Tempest?
Their fighters ...
"Your Excellency, as I said, the pilots of the Royal Air Force will not pay for your stupidity, it is you who are invading Assam, and the Ming Army is allowed by the Assam government, and their military operations in Assam are in accordance with the law. Unless Yang Feng's bombers flew to Calcutta, none of the Royal Air Force fighters in Tianzhu would stop the actions of the Ming Air Force, and any British pilots serving the Tianzhu Air Force would not carry out the mission of entering Assam. ”
New Delhi, Lord Mountbatten sneered at Nehru.
The fighter jet that General Timaiya wanted was with him, and until now, the command of the Tianzhu Air Force was still in the hands of the British.
"Sir, you misunderstood, our army entered Assam only to help suppress those tribal forces, but the fighters of the Ming Air Force attacked us for no reason and caused us serious casualties, this kind of behavior is very despicable."
Nehru continued to smile on his face.
"Then what you need is to strengthen communication and not escalate the situation, and I think if you had notified the Assam government in advance and acted according to the route they have delineated, there would have been no such incident."
Mountbatten shrugged indifferently.
"Yes, accidental bombing, it can only be accidental bombing, it must be accidental bombing, I regret this, but that's all, the military operation of the Ming Imperial Air Force in Assam was allowed by the Assam government, and it was carried out within the framework of cooperation in the fight against bandits, as for the killing and wounding of 1,500 Tianzhu soldiers, this is just a misunderstanding, at an altitude of several thousand meters, how can our pilots know that the Tianzhu army below is not bandits?
Anyway, why is the Tianzhu army in Assam, as far as I know, the Assam government did not invite the Tianzhu army to enter the country? It is normal for them to be mistaken for bandits by suddenly breaking into places where they should not have entered, without informing their masters, and if they continue to be so inexplicable, maybe similar accidental bombings will continue to happen. ”
Yang Yuan, who was attending the groundbreaking ceremony of the oil refinery in Suncheonseong, said with a pure face in an interview with a Reuters reporter.
Yes, blown up by mistake, that's all.
And it cannot be ruled out that such regrettable things will continue to occur.
Bombed by mistake? Bombing by mistake is a big deal, isn't it?
Yes, it's amazing to bomb it by mistake, what can you do with me? It's a big country, who hasn't bombed it by mistake a few times.
Of course, this is just some essential superficial articles, whether it is a false bombing or a deliberate explosion, the world still has to speak with its fists after all, and while all parties are busy defining this matter, the battle for Assam is still going on.
Despite the heavy losses, General Timaiya did not stop the offensive, he was a good general, and knew that the easiest way to solve the problem was to make it to Gohati as quickly as possible, capture Moran and the officials of the Assam government, and then force them to order the expulsion of Yang Feng's army, so that he would lose the legal basis to fight in Assam.
Moreover, his main force was not seriously damaged, it was nothing more than the destruction of two tanks, he still had hundreds of them, and more than 10,000 infantry, and Gohati was just a regiment-sized airborne force, and the armored forces used to be unilateral killings.
But if it drags on for a long time, there will be more than just a regiment-sized airborne troop, and the mechanized troops of the Ming army landing in Chittagong can be killing day and night, at a speed of tens of kilometers per hour.
Stuart vs. Sherman...
It would also be a unilateral killing, but he would become the one who was killed.
And Nehru also sent him air support, although Mountbatten ordered to prohibit the British Air Force in Tianzhu from participating in the war, but the Tianzhu government itself still has more than 100 Storm fighters, and there are also Tianzhu pilots who are willing to fly these planes to participate in the war.
In the sky outside the city of Gohati, the fighter pilots of the Daming Air Force ushered in their first air battle.
Mustang vs. Storm.
Thirty-two Mustang against thirty Tempest.
Who is the winner?
Well, the winner was decided by a few trucks on a high ground outside the city of Gohati.
"Red One, the target is still thirty kilometers away from you, the flight altitude is five thousand meters, the number is thirty, and the speed is five hundred..."
In the bed of one of the trucks, several soldiers sitting on the operating console were constantly radioing their fighter pilots, who were flying their Mustang fighter jets up to 10,000 meters in the air, waiting to sneak up on their opponents.
Field air defense radar.
The Tianzhu Air Force has no ground radar guidance, their radar station has not yet been built to monitor the position of Gohati, in fact, there are not a few radars in the entire Tianzhu, especially in the north, there is no air defense need here, and the Britons will not build any radar stations for them in this area if they are idle.
Not only did the Tianzhu Air Force not have radar guidance, but their radio seemed to be out of order.
"My radio doesn't work!"
Thirty kilometers away from the Daming Air Force fighter group, on the thirty Storm fighters flying in formation, a Tianzhu pilot anxiously approached his companion, and shouted in a voice that the other party would definitely not be able to hear.
Yes, their radios were broken, all thirty Tempest radios were all noise, not only could they not hear the base, but they could only communicate with each other by gestures.
Of course, they would not have known that in the midst of their enemies, a Yorkist transport plane was constantly emitting high-power electromagnetic waves.
Radio interference.
"War is not just three-dimensional."
In the distant South China Sea, Yang Fuhrer, who was sitting on the special plane, sneered, and then picked up...
Fruit juice.
(Thanks to the book friend for the song of rage, the book friend 150710121358727, sitting alone and watching the world, the law, kkke, and the reward of the special service 761)