The day after Paul made up his mind to kill the wealthy and aristocratic people in Yucheng City, Tang Jun's planes couldn't help but start taking action.
In the early morning of this day, the sky was gloomy, as if indicating that a storm was coming. The air was filled with a strange smell of gunpowder smoke and soil, which was suffocating.
The sun struggled to penetrate the thick clouds, casting a few faint rays of light. Although the weather was not very good, two silver-gray Thunder attack aircraft appeared in the eastern sky, breaking the tranquility of the suburbs.
They were like two sharp knives, cutting through the dull sky and making a deafening roar.
The two attack planes lowered their flying altitude and circled several times over the northern part of the Lines Empire, seemingly looking for suitable attack targets. Then, the rocket launcher nests under their wings erupted with dazzling fire, and each rocket
The bullet trailed a white tail flame, carrying the breath of death, and roared towards the Lines Empire defense area where the defense line was being dug.
The ground was shaking, the flames of the explosion soared into the sky, and the raised dust covered the sky. The two Thunder attack aircraft were like predators from hell, diving repeatedly, spreading death across the entire position.
The rocket trailed a long tail flame and accurately hit the crowd of workers digging trenches. The sound of explosions, screams, cries, and air defense sirens mixed together to form a concerto of hell on earth.
The trenches were blown down, the fortifications were destroyed, and the crude and unfinished defenses were as fragile as paper under the ravages of attack planes. The panicked workers fled in all directions, trying to find any place to hide.
But the attack aircraft's cannons ruthlessly harvested their lives.
Blood dyed the ground red, broken limbs and broken arms were scattered around the crater, and the air was filled with the disgusting smell of blood. The once bustling construction site turned into a hell on earth in an instant.
The ground was covered with blood, and corpses were connected from the edge of the trench to the edge of the woods. Frightened civilians crowded under the trees, like a group of sparrows looking up at the eagle in the sky.
They have never seen what a real war is like. The scene of the Thunderbolt attack plane swooping down with tongues of fire spitting out its nose just now made them almost wet their pants. That is not a terror that civilians can bear. In fact, many
The soldiers guarding the civilians were also frightened and wet their pants.
Before the smoke from the explosion had dissipated, the two thunder and lightning attack aircraft had already roared and turned, and their silver-gray bodies turned into two bolts of lightning and disappeared into the gloomy sky.
The shocked workers got up from the ground and looked at the corpses on the ground and their injured and wailing companions, their eyes full of fear.
"Devils! They are devils!" said a middle-aged worker with a trembling voice. He threw away the shovel in his hand and stumbled away.
"Run! Run quickly!" Finally, someone remembered to control his body and began to run towards Yucheng City following the civilian who ran away.
Fear spread among the crowd like a plague, and in an instant, everyone ran away like crazy in different directions, completely ignoring the roars and whips of the soldiers in the supervising team.
"Damn it! Come back here! Anyone who dares to escape will be shot on the spot!" An officer responsible for supervising the work of these workers drew the pistol from his waist and roared hysterically at the fleeing civilians.
However, in the face of the threat of death, his roar seemed feeble. No one cared about his broken gun, because they had just seen something more terrifying.
"Damn! A bunch of trash!" the officer cursed angrily and spit on the ground. He knew that it was too late to say anything now. These frightened civilians could no longer be obedient.
"Sir, what should we do now?" A young soldier came over with a trace of panic on his face.
"What else can we do? What else can we do? Can we really shoot at those escaping bastards? Idiot!" The officer glared at him angrily, cursed a few words to vent his anger, and then
He opened his mouth and gave instructions: "Hurry up and contact the headquarters and tell us that we were attacked by an air attack by the Tang Army. The defensive positions were damaged in many places and all the workers were scared away! Please support us!"
"Yes!" The young soldier did not dare to neglect and ran in a panic to convey the order.
Yucheng, the newly established headquarters of the coalition forces.
Paul was anxiously pacing in front of the map, his brows furrowed, his face full of anxiety and uneasiness. Of course he heard the news about the Tang Army's air raid at the first time, but he didn't know the extent of the losses.
After hearing that the Tang Army did not launch an air attack on the city center, he felt somewhat relieved. It seemed that the Tang Army also hoped to intimidate the coalition forces and use this deterrence to occupy Yucheng, an important industrial city, without any bloodshed.
"Damn Tang Jun! Why are their planes so powerful? Where are our planes? Where's the radar? Why is it useless at all?" Paul cursed in a low voice. The Air Force liaison officer standing next to him was embarrassed, because they really didn't.
How to counter the powerful Tang Empire.
Everyone knows that the Tang Army has air superiority. The coalition's radar was jammed and attacked by anti-radiation missiles, and it could not play a detection and guidance role at all. Without the support of ground radar stations, the small number of Mirage 1 fighter jets equipped by the Lions Empire could not even
I don’t know when it will take off.
At this moment, a communications soldier hurriedly ran in: "Report to the commander, the No. 3 defense fortification outside the city was attacked by Tang Army attack aircraft, please support!"
"What's the damage like?" Paul asked quickly.
"Many fortifications were destroyed, and the civilian laborers who were recruited were scared away..." The signal soldier quickly added: "The officer who was guarding the laborers did not give the order to shoot, so the civilians should have ran back into the city."
"You were right not to shoot." Paul breathed a sigh of relief and his face turned a little rosy. It seemed that not all of his men were idiots, and some of them knew that they should not shoot to intimidate civilians.
It's enough to catch people after they run away, or catch another group. There is no need to shoot and kill people to damage people's hearts.
"Move two anti-aircraft gun batteries over to help with air defense..." After thinking about it, Paul also felt that such a thing could not be left alone, so he came up with a support plan.
If his anti-aircraft artillery unit did not appear in the bombed area, it is unlikely that the soldiers in that area would go to great lengths to build fortifications.
In short, he needs to be comforted first, and then he can worry about other things... Paul thought in his heart. Anyway, it looks like it will rain. At least it will be rainy, and there will be no more Tang Jun planes to bring bad luck to him.
