In the moving convoy, the colonel raised his head as if telepathically, and the figure of the pirate attack plane appeared out of the corner of his eye.

"Enemy planes!"

He screamed as if he had been stepped on his tail.

Almost at the same time, the North Vietnamese soldiers in charge of escorting the pirates also saw the pirates overhead, and after the chaos, everyone hurriedly set up their anti-aircraft machine guns, ready to fire into the sky at any time, while the trucks they were in turned around and drove off the road and rushed into the dense forest on the side of the road.

But at this moment, the sound of the bomb falling came to their eyes, and before they could react, a series of explosions sounded in front of the convoy, and when the explosion was over, the colonel, the military vehicle he was riding, and the four military vehicles behind him all disappeared from people's sight and were directly blown into slag.

The entire convoy was immediately stopped, and then the pirates swooped down from above.

"Fire!"

A North Vietnamese officer roared angrily, he could already see the golden mark on this strange plane, this was a Ming military carrier-based aircraft taking off from Ha Long Bay, he really didn't understand why the Ming people were different from the Xinhua people, who were also Chinese. Why can't they, like Xinhua, selflessly help the people of Annam fight for freedom? Why do they like to act as accomplices of the righteous of the empire so much!

"These bastards!"

The officer added indignantly.

Just as he finished saying this, the pirates in the sky had already reached the top of their heads, and on the innermost pylons of the two wings, four unguided bombs fell with a roar, but they exploded more than a hundred meters above the convoy, and then countless fist-sized small bombs fell like a rain of steel, and the entire convoy was instantly overwhelmed by the flames of the explosion.

By the time the explosion had passed, the entire convoy was in shambles, littered with burning vehicles and wailing soldiers. Even the flames detonated some of the shells and ****** loaded on the trucks, and huge explosions rang out one after another.

But that's not all.

The pirates, who had dropped the four bombs, swooped down again, dropped two more guided bombs on several trucks that were still in good condition, and then fired wildly at the ground with six 20-millimeter Vulcan cannons as if they were not enough, until they ran out of ammunition and then suddenly rose high into the air and returned to the Kunlun aircraft carrier eastward.

Twenty minutes later. The twelve pirates who took off from the Kunlun carried out a second round of bombardment of the convoy with laser-guided bombs, completely blowing up the heavy mortars that had not yet been destroyed into parts.

"It's your business that you are willing to help Ruan Aiguo, I'm not interested in interfering, anyway, it's my business to beat them, and you have no right to interfere, but please don't give them the weapons I gave you to defend your home and country in the future, okay? You're quite generous, heavy mortars. Off-road trucks, what is it, Warrior Army Vehicles? If you continue to use what I have given you to help North Vietnam, then I will not stop bombing the areas controlled by Nguyen Patriotic in North Vietnam.

Don't think that a few carrier-based aircraft throwing a few guided bombs in the past is called bombing, you probably haven't seen what real devastating bombing is. ”

Yang Feng threw a stack of photos in front of Lao Pan and said.

The latter picked it up and looked at it, and left without saying anything. Because of the recent Annan incident, Comrade Li protested to Yang Feng more frequently. In order to avoid tossing back and forth, they simply let Lao Pan stay here, it is said that they still have some internal things, and they threw him here because he and Yang Feng are familiar, and the two also have a bit of a taste of military distribution, in short, they brought him here.

Yang Feng didn't really care that Comrade Li gave the arms he gave back to the Annan people, he was just looking for an excuse to bomb. In addition, it is also for the outside world to see that he has really begun to intervene in the Indochinese war.

The bombing of North Vietnam by the Kunlun aircraft carrier aircraft was immediately fully publicized by the major media under Yang Feng's control, in short, to tell the world that Yang was fulfilling his responsibilities as the leader of the order in Southeast Asia, regardless of the subcontinent. The East Indies or Annam, this is already his sphere of influence, within this range he can do whatever he wants, he can bomb whoever he wants, this place is up to him.

At the same time, a large number of inland river merchant ships carrying all kinds of materials traveled up the Mekong River to Vientiane, and then began to build a large air base on a piece of land leased by the Ming Air Force from the Lao government.

Vientiane.

Renault, a Gallic civil aviation pilot, and his crew stood next to a dilapidated DC3 under repair, each with tools in their hands, staring up at the sky with jaw-dropping.

"Oh my God, I swear it's the ugliest plane I've ever seen."

With an unsightly expression, Renault watched an offbeat-looking military jet land easily on the dirt runway in front of him.

This plane is indeed ugly, very ugly, with a slightly reversed straight wing means that it has nothing to do with supersonic speed or anything, just like the fuselage that is squeezed inward from both sides is a very high cockpit, and the upper part of the nose forms a downward slope, which makes the downward view in the cockpit very good, which means that it is not used for air combat. With two stubby engines above the tail of the plane, huge air intakes that look extremely eye-catching, and behind them are twin vertical tails similar to those commonly used in bombing, plus the number of head-numbing pylons under the wings, Renault immediately confirmed that this ugly monster was a ground attack aircraft.

Well, he guessed right, this is the latest thunderbolt in service in the Ming Air Force, there is only one squadron at present, this time all sent to Vientiane, and then the remaining eleven after the first thunderbolt landed in turn, the appearance of these latest fighters immediately attracted a large number of onlookers, including many reporters also ran around the twelve planes to take pictures.

After the thunderbolt arrived, more than 20 Hercules transport planes also landed at this small airport, and the ground crew of the Ming army, who had arrived in advance, quickly unloaded a large amount of ammunition and fuel from Hercules.

"Hey, is this your new plane?"

Renault asked, leaning over to a Ming Army major and handing over a cigar.

The latter took the cigar and nodded casually as he leaned over the lighter he handed him and lit it.

"Ground attack aircraft?"

Renault asked.

"Yes."

"How many bombs can you carry?"

"Seven tons!"

"How much?"

Renault exclaimed, you must know that heavy bombers in World War II may not be able to carry so much ammunition, not to mention that the small body of this plane can not carry so much.

"Seven tons two, you can hang anything, bombs, rockets, air-to-air missiles, the most ruthless is the thirty-millimeter six-barreled Vulcan cannon, the rate of fire is several thousand rounds per minute, and the armor-piercing shells are the tanks of the Soviets can easily penetrate them!"

The major said rather proudly.

This is not a military secret, and there is a product exhibition hall of the newly established Daming Aerospace Systems Company.

As soon as he finished saying this, an ensign officer walked up to him, saluted and handed him a paperwork, and after looking at it, the major immediately shouted to the mechanics who were overhauling the plane: "Speed up, and in an hour all the thunderbolts will be dispatched!" ”

The mechanics who were busy quickly finished the work at hand, and then the ground crew began to refuel and reload the twelve Thunderbolts, Renault this time could be regarded as seeing the terrifying payload capacity of these ugly planes with his own eyes, eleven pylons were densely packed with bombs, which made him very doubtful that this kind of aircraft could still fly, but after an hour, the twelve Thunderbolts easily hung more than two hundred bombs, and in his horrified gaze, they rose into the sky and disappeared into the southern sky.

The target of this batch of thunder and lightning was not Dien Bien Phu, but the area of Savannakhet in the central part of Laos, under the advice of the head of the Xinhua Advisory Group, the North Vietnamese Army did not rush to attack, but first built a road and waited for the arrival of their support of heavy artillery, during the road construction period The North Vietnamese Army divided part of its forces to attack the empty central Laos, and at this time the two front-line airfields in Gaul were destroyed by the North Vietnamese Army's sneak attack, and Navar, who lacked air power, had to ask the Ming army for help.

Similarly, the Ming army could not tolerate the North Vietnamese capturing Savannakhet, because it was an important city for water transport on the Mekong River, and if the North Vietnamese controlled Savannakhet, their supplies would have to go through the Siam road, which was obviously far less cheap than water transport.

Ten minutes later, the small town of Laos Kanhai.

"Enemy planes! What kind of plane is that? ”

A Xinhua consultant looked at the thunderbolt group that suddenly appeared in the distance in amazement, he had just withdrawn from Goryeo, and then he was sent here as a consultant.

"Quick, prepare the anti-aircraft machine gun!"

Then he said to the North Vietnamese battalion commander beside him that no matter what kind of plane it was, the dense bombs under the wings on both sides proved that they were not a good thing.

The North Vietnamese battalion commander hurriedly shouted a few times to his subordinates, and six 12.7 mm anti-aircraft machine guns, which were also used by Yang Feng to support Comrade Li, were immediately set up.

At this time, on the thunder and lightning in the sky, those Ming pilots had also spotted the North Vietnamese army that was attacking the Dai army in Gaul and Laos.

"Low altitude, dive and drop bombs, start attacking!"

The major who led the team looked at the ground and, while giving the radio command, swooped straight down to the densest point of the North Vietnamese army.

As a special ground attack aircraft that pursues cost-effectiveness, there is no need to use expensive guided bombs to deal with such a low-level enemy, and it is said that the life of a North Vietnamese is not necessarily worth the money of a laser-guided bomb. (To be continued.) )

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