A Wing Loong drone is hovering in the sky. It is over the war zone, collecting intelligence to evaluate the impact of the attack.
At this height, the safety of the drone can basically be guaranteed, because there is almost no sound, so it is difficult to find a black spot at the height around the clouds.
However, the white-haired old man still felt that someone was watching him. His senses were very sensitive, and he could sense danger.
It's just that this feeling isn't that accurate yet, and he doesn't know what the problem is, he just feels like someone is staring at him.
Finally, he suddenly raised his head and looked in the direction of the drone hovering in the sky. Sure enough, beneath the clouds, looming, there was a black spot, hovering like a mosquito.
The old man frowned, and with a slight lift of his hand, a flying sword quickly flew out from behind him, like a meteor, and rushed in front of the drone in an instant.
The drone had no time to dodge, and was directly hit by a flying sword on one wing. The drone that lost its wings immediately began to fall, and finally crashed into an open space full of corpses of swordsmen in white.
"Have someone go over and check it out! Remember! Hold your breath and protect your body with spiritual energy! Don't touch anything over there!" The old man in white withdrew his flying sword and ordered the people around him.
Several disciples clasped their fists and lowered their heads, then used their spiritual energy to protect their bodies and flew to a distant place cautiously.
A few minutes later, at an altitude of more than 8,000 meters, above the thick clouds, another pterosaur drone of the Airanshir Empire was flying forward rapidly.
Under the nose of the aircraft, a high-definition camera is rotating slightly to focus on the scene on the ground.
"Look at this... Make sure it's within the attack range. There are three craters here! It means that the previous ballistic missile accurately hit the target range..." The pilot controlling the drone moved the handle in front of him.
He pointed at the screen and said to the officer behind him.
The officer also stared at the clear computer screen and saw the three craters on it, as well as many corpses around it.
The corpses in the places attacked by VX poison have not been completely processed, but it can be seen that there should be corpses in many places, but at this moment, those corpses cannot be found.
Moreover, although there was only less than two hours between the attacks, they could still find some traces left by someone returning in some places.
The pilot pointed to another area and continued: "There are traces of activity after the attack... There has obviously been one here! It means that the enemy is still alive after the poison attack!"
"That is to say, our attack can be effective!" The officer nodded, and then grabbed the phone next to him: "Sir! The latest drone dispatched has already flown over the target, and our attack has begun.
When the effect is achieved, the opponent’s losses will be very heavy!”
"Where is the drone sent earlier? Have you found it?" The voice of a more senior commander came over the phone.
"We're looking!" the officer replied immediately.
"Found it! Sir!" At this time, the pilot flying the drone pointed at the computer screen and shouted to his commander.
Where he was pointing was the wreckage of a crashed drone. The drone crashed into pieces on the ground, leaving a wreckage behind.
On one side of the wreckage, there were long scratches caused by the impact during the crash, and around the scratches, there were some dark traces of burning.
"Sir! We found the drone...it crashed!" The officer holding the phone receiver immediately reported the report after confirming the wreckage on the computer screen.
"Previous intelligence showed that it was shot down." The commander on the other end of the phone said.
"Yes, sir, it was shot down... We can see people's footprints around it... Yes, footprints... And some parts are missing." The officer looked at the increasingly clear images on the screen.
Focusing on the picture in detail, he spoke.
"Upload the effect assessment! I want a complete report in ten minutes...contact all long-range attack forces, and in fifteen minutes, start the second round of strategic strikes!" On the other side of the phone, the commander hung up.
Almost at the same moment, in the temporary intelligence gathering room of another strategic reconnaissance team, a noncommissioned officer spread out several satellite photos in his hand on the table.
"The crater distribution of orbital bombing is quite ideal! We have uploaded the corresponding data to the fleet..." He said while laying out these photos.
Another officer clicked a few times on the tablet in his hand and said to his colleagues: "In five minutes, the second round of orbital bombardment will begin! We have connected all the places where the reconnaissance aircraft were shot down.
List the middle area as a must-attack range!"
Everything has been accurately calculated by computers, and all details have been carefully scrutinized. The Eilanhill Empire has made preparations for its attack.
At the same time, far away from the battlefield, another drone was hovering in the sky. From the camera lens of this drone, it could be clearly seen that a plume of thick smoke was rolling into the sky at the end of the forest.
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"From the previous satellite pictures, it looks like it's a small town! Someone obviously attacked there. Judging from the distance, it should be those people in white!" the pilot flying the drone said.
The officer standing next to him took a sip of bitter tea and complained: "Why are there no good people in white clothes?"
The troops of God's Attendants who fought with them before were also wearing white robes. Now these swordsmen in white are even more beautiful in white.
"God knows, it's better to just open fire and launch missiles when encountering someone in white in the future." The pilot of the drone stabilized his aircraft and pointed the camera at the smoking town.
When his plane flew over the forest, he could clearly see the entirety of a completely destroyed town.
Bodies were everywhere on the ground, and houses had collapsed. The remains of some houses were still burning, while the fires in some dark houses that had been burned to black charcoal had been extinguished, leaving only charcoal and wisps of light smoke.
"Why do these men in white carry out such heavy murders?" The pilot lowered the altitude of his plane, and the picture on the computer screen became clearer.
"Perhaps, they were angered by our attack, so they took out their grievances on these aboriginal people." The officer put the tea cup with bitter tea back on the table, and said to his men: "I think this should be
The news...immediately report to General Modell..."