In the bridge of the Airancire Empire sky battleship close to the battlefield, the commander looked at the projection on the battlefield and loudly asked the weapons officer in front: "Is the electromagnetic gun aimed at the target?"
"The ballistic calculation has been completed, aim at the target!" the weapons officer replied loudly immediately after hearing the question.
"Fire!" The captain immediately gave the order to start the bombardment without any hesitation.
"Fire the electromagnetic gun!" the weapons officer stood at his position with his hands behind his back and ordered loudly with his chin raised.
Following his order, the twin gun barrels on the electromagnetic gun turret on the sky battleship recoiled slightly, and with a whistling sound, powerful shells were pushed out of the gun barrel.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!" Fired along with these electromagnetic cannons were the large-caliber artillery on the battleships. The 500-mm-caliber heavy artillery, which was beyond the reach of the Airanhill Empire's ground forces, also roared at this moment.
Originally, the Airanshir Empire had 120,000 confidence in its air superiority, so air support was an important pillar of firepower for the Airanshir Empire's ground forces most of the time.
As long as the sky battleship carrying large-caliber heavy artillery and electromagnetic guns enters the sky above the battlefield, it will be able to split open the enemy's defense line with a crushing force.
However, this time, the Airanhill Empire did not fully control the air, so fire support from the sky was no longer so reliable.
Now that sky battleships have joined the battlefield, the grenadiers of the Airanhill Empire, who had been suppressed most of the time on the ground, suddenly felt extremely relieved when they heard the rumble of cannons from behind.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!" Soon, small mushroom clouds rose up in some positions that had been occupied by the sweepers. Explosions occurred one after another, and the tremors of the earth could be clearly felt from a long distance away.
Between these rolling plumes of explosion smoke, a powerful figure brandished a long sword, fighting with seven or eight equally burly figures, colliding with each other from time to time, triggering terrifying energy explosions.
Adair waved the long sword in his hand, slashing out a thunderbolt as sharp as a knife, which hit the thick energy protective shield and exploded with dazzling light.
A conqueror warrior wanted to bully him, and stabbed Adair with his arms like spears. As a result, Adair punched him away, and he stopped after he had retreated far away.
Before the other conquerors could make any move, Adair, the strong man of the dragon clan, fired another energy blast with his backhand.
At such a close distance, even the Conqueror's energy defense is unable to withstand the overbearing magic of energy impact head-on.
The thick light hit the energy protective shield, instantly melting the thick energy protective shield and penetrating the conqueror warriors inside the protective shield.
The principle is almost the same as the black energy line struck by the Conqueror. The repeatedly compressed magic energy pours out, and the viscous magic energy that reaches the critical point can melt almost anything.
This energy shock dissipated far behind the conqueror, and it cut an empty straight line through the crowd of sweepers.
The smoke had not cleared, and the conqueror warrior who had just melted half of his body from the energy impact had not yet fallen. A new conqueror rushed out of the smoke, and struck Adair's sword with his sharp claws.
There was a loud buzzing sound.
Adair turned his head to avoid the black energy ray fired by another conqueror from behind. The muscles in his arms suddenly tensed up. The power in his palms exploded, and the long sword in his hand blocked the attacker who was approaching.
The conqueror blocked the opponent and flew ten meters away.
Dressed in golden armor, he was as invincible as a god among the army of countless sweepers.
On the sky battleship, an officer left the radar operation position, walked to the captain, saluted and reported: "Sir! The radar shows that the enemy's Prowler fighter group is approaching! It will enter the range of our anti-aircraft missiles in one minute!"
"Order the patrolling fighter units to move closer! Form a defense line! Intercept the enemy's fighter units!" The captain with a very eye-catching barcode on his forehead nodded slightly, and then issued a series of orders: "Order... to launch anti-aircraft missiles and intercept those trying to get closer.
Fleet of enemy fighters!”
Then he paused and continued to give instructions: "Order! All anti-aircraft weapons are ready to fire! Adjust the firing angle of the electromagnetic gun! The main mission is changed from ground attack to air defense! According to the previous plan, let the outdated fighter units stop the opponent! Then take advantage of the situation
Destroy all enemy air targets in the area randomly!"
"It's a very simple tactic. If we use outdated aircraft like the F-15 to engage in a decisive air battle with the enemy, it is obviously impossible to win." The chief of staff standing next to him agreed: "But on the other hand, if we use the F-15
Fighting with the enemy with outdated weapons like the -15 fighter jet, and then using electromagnetic guns to attack indiscriminately can effectively weaken the enemy's air power!"
The captain nodded slightly: "Once we weaken the enemy's air force, then the ground forces will not need to take care of the enemy's air force and achieve greater results."
"It's really a ruthless tactic." The adjutant said with emotion.
"But this is also an effective tactic, isn't it?" the chief of staff asked rhetorically.
"You're right, let the fighter force take off! You can't let those Prowler fighters get close to the sky battleship, right?" The captain looked at the Air Force liaison officer.
The clone, wearing an Air Force uniform, saluted and said, "Yes, sir!"
After saying that, he turned around and ordered to his men who had been waiting for orders: "Let the subsequent unmanned fighter jets take off!"
On the ground, hundreds of fighter jets patrolling near the sky battleship were seen roaring into the distance. A clone soldier waved his fist and cheered loudly.
Directly in front of him, dozens of electromagnetic tanks were lined up and launched a fierce attack on the sweeper's position.
The electromagnetic machine gun fired continuously, knocking down the sweepers who tried to get closer. The black energy groups flying from a longer distance were also bounced away by the magic defense barrier on the tank.
The Destroyer Tanks with larger targets had long been killed by the masters of the Airanthil Empire who were rushing ahead, so now these electromagnetic tanks were traveling between the wreckage of the Destroyer Tanks without any opponents at all.
One after another, the sweepers were shot and fell down. A wounded sweeper who struggled to stand up was stepped back into the dirt by a big foot on his chest, and then he saw a long sword.
