"The Ghost Mist Forest is on fire..." Putting down the hoe in his hand, a farmer from the Puppet Empire looked at the thick smoke in the distance and shouted loudly with his eyes widened.
The Ghost Mist Forest is the largest forest nearby. There are countless trees in it, and countless animals live in it.
The nearby mountain people all rely on this forest for their livelihood, whether they go into the mountains to hunt or plant some crops around the forest, in short, it is a typical situation of relying on the mountains to eat from the mountains.
But now, those strange aircraft that just flew here dropped something, and then the sounds of explosions kept coming.
Then, these planes left, and the entire forest began to burn. Looking at the thick smoke that covered the sky, everyone knew that the scale of this wildfire must not be small.
"Those damn things are here to set fire!" A farmer shouted angrily: "Everyone, hurry up and put out the fire! If you are late, it will be too late!"
As a result, some mountain people began to rush into the forest with their things, and then these people escaped with other monsters.
The wildfire spread much faster than they thought. Before they actually reached the burning area, they realized that the wildfire was no longer something they could save.
There are countless fire points and countless trees are burning. In such a situation, the word "fire fighting" is almost like a joke.
Now, we can only rely on those magicians who are usually superior. If they are willing to take action, such a disaster may still be saved.
The raging fire can be clearly distinguished, the jungle is burning, and more than one forest is burning crazily.
All forests in the puppet empire close to the Malen River, or to be more precise, all large-scale forests within a radius of 1,000 kilometers southwest of the Malen River, began to burn uncontrollably.
A large number of trees were destroyed, and there was no way to save them. The power of the flames destroyed anything that tried to stop its spread, burning and destroying everything, turning everything into ashes.
Of course, the terrible thing is not just that, because of the massive burning, the air is filled with suffocating smoke, and the desperate burnt smell can be smelled dozens of kilometers away from the burning area.
Further away, black ashes began to fill the air, and disgusting black particles could soon be seen on the white windowsill.
More and more civilians in the puppet empire saw disasters happening around them. Farmland was also ignited by flames rushing out of the jungle. Fire and ashes were everywhere, and there were cries and screams everywhere.
Wherever a bomber passed by, flames would inevitably ignite below. The natural resources of the puppet empire began to be destroyed in pieces as the bombers of Airan Hill passed by.
Most of the cities in the puppet empire are centipede cities. These large and small mobile cities are like huge cities in the swallowing city, devouring all production and life around them.
These giant centipedes pass on the ground, stop at a certain place for a while, and then immediately start crawling in another direction.
At this moment, in a crawling Centipede City, a senior magician was persuading his colleagues: "We must help put out the fire! These damn Ailanshir people are burning our motherland! No matter what, we will
We can’t just sit idly by and ignore it!”
However, his words obviously did not convince these great magicians, because these magicians responsible for the operation of Centipede City saw the danger from the burning forest and the enemy's air force attack.
"What should we do if we get close to those burning forests and the other side's planes turn to attack us?" A magician raised objections and said.
"Could it be that, just because we are afraid of being attacked, we just sit back and watch the flames burn down the entire forest? The trees are all burned, so what are we going to use to produce puppets?" The magician continued to persuade anxiously.
"How can the trees be burned down?" Another magician also disagreed with his point of view, and sneered indifferently: "This is the first time I have heard of this tactic, burning the opponent's forest? If it can be burned down, then
We magicians have already done this!"
"Yes! They think they are the only ones who can set fire? Our magicians' fireball skills can also set fire! Why don't we do this? Isn't it because setting fire to the forest has no effect even after all the effort? The forest can't be burned! That's the point.
Billions of trees! How long will it take to burn? Hum hum." Several magicians agreed in unison.
While they were arguing, in the distant forest, the big tree contaminated by the white phosphorus incendiary bomb had been dried by the fire and burned rapidly. The fire spread and hit the tree created by another incendiary bomb.
The fires were entangled together and rolling toward the sky.
Thick smoke covered the entire forest, and the fire lost control in an instant. Before the magicians took action, these trees had no production value.
Burnt trees can no longer be used to process puppets. Even if they survive the scorching fire, they can no longer be used as raw materials.
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"Have you seen that disgusting big centipede in the distance?" Above the sky, inside the slightly bumpy bomber, the navigator pointed to the ground in front of the pilot of the plane and asked: "That is a puppet empire.
City!"
The place he pointed at was indeed a city of a puppet empire, and that city was creeping in the opposite direction at a very fast speed.
From a distance, the densely packed long legs on both sides of the city are creepy and creepy. It is hard to believe that any country would create such a disgusting mobile fortress.
"Open the weapon safety! We have found the attack target!" The driver gave the order to the bombardier behind him to attack.
After hearing the order, the bombardier gave a thumbs up, and then entered a series of instructions to the equipment in front of him.
As the buttons were pressed one by one, the belly of the B-52 bomber slowly opened. The Tomahawk cruise missile installed on the rotating missile launcher inside revealed its slender body in the rising sun.
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"The attack begins! Tomahawk cruise missiles are launched! The first one! The second one!" As he shouted, the missiles in the belly of the B-52 bomber rushed out one after another, and the last one had the words
Specially patterned POW missiles were revealed as the rotating missile pylon rotated.
There is a danger sign painted on this missile, and there is an obvious yellow and black pattern next to it - yes, this is a nuclear bomb, a Tomahawk cruise missile equipped with a nuclear warhead.
"Conventional missile launch completed! The last one, nuclear bomb is launched!" The bombardier pressed the launch button and clearly reported the missile launch situation.
As soon as he finished speaking, after a slight vibration, the Tomahawk cruise missile dragged a long plume of smoke and rushed towards the target in the distance.
"The nuclear bomb has been launched! Turn! Turn!" The crew members shouted nervously on the B-52 bomber when they saw the missile flying into the distance. Amidst the shouts, the captain pulled the joystick in front of him and turned heavily.
The bomber body made a large circle in the sky, avoiding the direction of the attack.
The Tomahawk cruise missile had already accelerated towards the moving Centipede City at this time, and the guidance device on the missile had also locked onto the target to be attacked.
Just when the magicians of the puppet empire were still debating whether to save the burning forests, above their heads, a god of death fell from the sky.
"Boom!" The first Tomahawk cruise missile hit a building in Centipede City. The huge explosion caused the building that resembled a mage tower to break in half, collapse and destroy several other buildings nearby.
Before the explosion of this missile had passed, the second missile accurately hit the target - the hit accuracy of the Tomahawk cruise missile is still very guaranteed when used to hit a city-level target.
With the explosions one after another, the puppet empire garrison in the town finally realized that they were under attack.
As a result, some magicians flew out of the mage tower and flew towards the rear of the exploding Centipede City, trying to see what happened. While these magicians flew towards the explosion, they loudly reminded their companions around them:
"Enemy attack! Enemy attack!"
Unfortunately, before their shouts could spread, a huge explosion erupted at the rear of Centipede City.
The nuclear bomb accurately hit the body of the penultimate centipede machine and exploded there.
The huge explosion instantly swallowed up the three-segmented centipede's body, and blew up several surrounding centipede machines.
Other parts were also seriously affected, collapsing and collapsing in the huge vibration... This huge explosion had just ended until the entire Centipede City was paralyzed on the road.
Because Centipede City is a long straight line, the low-yield nuclear bomb that exploded at the tail did not destroy the entire city at once.
However, the explosion still affected all the buildings, paralyzing the Centipede City, and even causing irreparable damage to the entire Centipede City.
The magicians who were lucky enough to escape the disaster set up a magic defense barrier, dispersed the dust around them in the mess, and carefully identified their surroundings.
When they realized what had happened, they found that the city around them had long been changed beyond recognition. The once glorious and majestic city was now a hell of ruins and debris.
On this day, the Puppet Empire was filled with such hells. It was also on this day that the Puppet Empire itself... was officially attacked by Ailanthir.
The civilians of the puppet empire who thought the war was still far away finally realized that the damn war they had started had begun to spread across the land where they lived.