It was only in the loud bang that people heard a piercing screech. It was a loud sound produced by a bomb breaking through the sound barrier, sharp and piercing. The explosion was equally earth-shattering, and before the soldiers outside Notre Dame Cathedral could find a concealment, the air suddenly tightened, and they felt a hand pulling it, pouring towards Notre Dame Cathedral, and before they could react and try to stand firm, a violent impetus instantly expanded, and they didn't even feel pain, they directly vaporized.

There was a loud bang, and the entire Notre Dame Cathedral was torn apart in a huge fireball, and then it was enveloped in flames.

His violent explosion eclipsed the explosion that followed, like a spark, and was engulfed by the great flames.

The earth shook violently in the explosion, as if the earth was about to be destroyed, and the nearby houses shattered like piles of sand. The shock wave swept into the distance with smoke and dust, destroying everything along the way.

Such a power stunned the people who were not affected in the distance. The fear in their hearts. What kind of powerful explosion is this, it can produce such a might, they really can't imagine, such a violent explosion, explosives have to be counted in tons.

Before they could stand up in the shaking, a loud bang was heard again. The luxurious and extravagant Louvre was instantly shattered in the explosion, and in the firelight, a huge cloud of black and red mushrooms tumbled into the sky.

In the city, the glass shattered one after another in the explosion that had been a short distance away from each other, the window frames made a seeping grinding sound, and the houses shook like a magnitude six or seven earthquake, and no one around them could stand still.

Fear, make them creepy. At this moment, no one is still thinking about confrontation and saving people. The only thing that flashes through their minds is that there is still a chance to leave hell?

In the Command. The lights all went out, and the bulbs shattered, plunging the headquarters into endless darkness and terrifying the commanders. They couldn't see outside, but they could feel the intensity of the explosion in the fall.

What kind of new weapon is this?

Churchill stared horrified into the darkness and curled up in the corner. The body actually began to tremble.

Although the generals have been on the battlefield for a long time, they have never seen such a powerful explosion, and when they feel the violent explosive force, they all feel cold in their hearts. Germany actually has such a powerful weapon, how can this battle be fought?

Their fear was completely different from the reaction in the sky, and at the moment when there was another loud bang and a mushroom cloud rising, the two accompanying technicians on the plane were stupid.

The huge or pictorial sign allowed them to clearly see that it rose for tens of meters. Hundreds of meters in height. How explosive does this have to be to have such an effect?

The two of them looked at the rolling fires for a while, and then looked at the 200-kilogram bombs. These are all bombs shipped by the weapons company, and they could never imagine that this bomb can have such a powerful effect, and I am afraid that the effect caused by two or three thousand kilograms of bombs is stronger.

The advance soldiers on board ignored the tower and did not let them help, because there was no need for carpet bombing. They are very idle.

On the ground, one violent explosion after another caused Paris to collapse. The feeling that the earth is shaking and shaking, even if the will is firm, there must be a choice. I can't withstand this continuous violent shock.

They cowered in the corners, letting the falling sand fall on their heads and bodies at any time. They don't know if they will be able to live, and they don't know if the bomb will fall nearby and blow them away like dandelions.

In the sewers, Du Fei and they left the explosion area. But the violent shocks also affected them. The swing of the enemy is like walking in a swamp, one foot deep and one foot shallow, and the resistance is quite large.

But they didn't dare to stay, they had to get out of here as soon as possible, once the sewer collapsed. They will be buried in the ground and become dead bodies.

Fortunately, the French construction was quite passable, and until they left the sewers and turned to the land, the sewers did not collapse, but only swayed running, and some had to pull the carts, causing them to have to exert more physical strength.

At this time, before they could reach their positions, the two empty boats were already fully loaded, and they silently rose into the sky.

By the time Du Fei arrived, the two airships had disappeared without a trace, and even if they knew the location of the road on the ground, they couldn't see the huge body.

"Quickly hide the supplies, and a small team will set up the signal!"

Du Fei let go of the cart out of breath and asked the soldiers who came to pick him up to continue to help with the cart instead of him, and he ordered.

With the order, a small group of forty or fifty people left the large group, ran wildly in the way they came, and then disappeared into the darkness.

After they disappeared, Du Fei ordered the troops to disperse again, clean up all the people they saw around and secretly throw them into the Seine, so as to prevent all possibilities of information leakage here.

After all, the airship is so huge, and it is possible to be discovered in the firelight of Yuan Shu, so it is better to kill the wrong one than to leave hidden dangers.

When Du Fei was sitting on the back of the last preparation, the bombers in the air began to drop bombs aimlessly, as if relying on the impact point to find a more suitable target. After the huge fire cloud that had risen before disappeared, there was only a faint glow of fire on the ground, flickering in the dust.

However, this did not delay the plane from dropping bombs, and in the course of more than ten minutes, several huge explosions were actually dropped, and compared with the load of 9 tons, there were not many bombs.

The two technicians looked at the dazzling fire below, and the shock in their hearts was naturally needless to say, they recorded the judgment of the power of the explosion in their record book at the same time, and the damage assessment below, they were both determined to let the empire produce this kind of aircraft, or import more.

This guy is much more than a Tusca cow, not to mention that one is equal to several, and the power is huge, and it is absolutely safe. The explosions of those anti-aircraft shells were all below them, and it was difficult for even the enemy's attack planes to reach them, and obviously, the opponent's planes were only eight or nine thousand meters above sea limit, far from reaching more than 10,000 meters.

The planes circled and bombed, and the ground was already miserable. Notre-Dame Cathedral and the Louvre, as well as the largest banks, are all gone, leaving behind a huge pit in the drama.

The water from the blocked sewers slowly seeped out of the surface, pooled in the pits, and rolled in the falling dust, turning into mud.

Those who were not killed by the explosion were deaf at this moment, bleeding from their mouths and noses, and one by one they were like fools, lying quietly among the rubble, their thoughts coming to a standstill.

They were all dumbfounded, stunned by the violent explosion. Even if they are lucky enough to live, they are still walking dead. This was the aftermath of the shelling and explosions, and their will was completely broken.

In the distance, those who could move were terrified, they struggled to get up, clinging to the broken walls, and trudged through the ruins, they wanted to stay away from here, this was hell.

Most of them are babbling gibberish, and they are very loud. Although their ears are not deaf, the buzzing can be regarded as temporarily deaf for them. They didn't know they were talking when they weren't loud, so they said it as loudly as they could to prove that they were alive.

The cries for help buried in the rubble, faint and undetectable, these fugitives with buzzing ears, they have no mercy at this moment, they can't see those buried in the afterglow of the fire, their buzzing ears can't hear the faint cry for help, they, no longer have the energy to think about anything else, the only belief is to leave here.

Even if the commander stopped them, the soldiers looked blankly, and when the commander let go of his collar, he staggered to continue their difficult trek.

Paris, at this moment, became purgatory, at this moment dehumanized. Their romance, their gentlemanly bearing, were all blown away by the violent explosion, and all that was left was the thought of whether they were alive or not.

The planes in the sky were still circling, ignoring the misery below, one by one dropping bombs, throwing them aimlessly, although there was a loud bang from time to time, but the numb crowd below did not dodge, and still moved slowly towards the area that they thought was safe in the distance.

After two turns, the pilot received the signal below, then turned the nose of the plane, dropped the bomb indiscriminately, and flew in the direction of the Bois de Boulogne.

This bomber surprised the officials in Paris after waking up from the loud noise, they had confirmed that the plane above was a bomber, and the rest of the voices were obviously much quieter, although they did not know the type of plane, but it was definitely not Stuka. Because Stuka doesn't fly more than 10,000 meters.

Their attack planes had already chased several waves, and at the last of all had to return to distant airfields...... They can't reach each other, in the dark, they can't even see the shadows, how can they attack? And the searchlight could not penetrate the dust and smoke that shrouded the sky over Paris, and naturally could not lock the plane in the sky. Not to mention that it can't be illuminated, and even if it does, it can't play a role in the dust.

The haunted plane seems to be looking for a target, but everyone doesn't know what he's looking for, isn't the plane worried about running out of fuel?

While all the sober people were paying attention to the direction in which the bomb fell, the observer on the plane suddenly saw the fire, far away from the city, and at the edge of the city, he saw the fire, and then the plane went straight there, and in the midst of the successive fires, the observer shouted: "Carpet bombing, we are going back!" ”

With his shout, the bombs fell one by one, screaming and falling to the ground, and in a short time, the roar of the loud bang continued in pieces, and a shining fiery red carpet stretched forward in the direction of the plane's flight, destroying the sparse houses along the way, blowing up everything near the Seine, and swept forward with a boom where they had walked, until all the shells were poured, and finally, in the command, shook his wings, and easily returned with the three planes. (To be continued......)