Chapter 1087: Endless
(Author's words: I stayed ahead this time because I wrote earlier that some readers pointed out a bug in transition and signal transmission. Long Ling changed chapters 1084 and 1085, and revised the bug. I apologize to you here. Interstellar chapter It’s also the first time that Dragon Spirit came into contact with him. He was still a little bit unscrupulous when setting it up. It wasn’t rigorous enough. Dragon Spirit will improve these settings little by little, so don’t worry. In addition, for this one, respect this thinker Reader!)
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"Do they think that they can create a storm near Withalens, affect navigation, and use space magic defense barriers... We can't do it?" Medea raised his eyebrows and looked at the chief of staff next to him. Tao.
"This... the news from the Air Force is that they can't use the lives of pilots to take risks." The chief of staff replied with some embarrassment: "Recently, personnel transfers have been too frequent, so the commands of various services are very chaotic. This is There is no alternative."
There is really no way. Because of the establishment of the Space Army, a large number of troops have been transferred from high-tech personnel, and many departments and even their work have been affected to a certain extent.
The most severely affected are the Air Force and the Navy. Because the command forms are similar and the combat missions are similar, the Navy has the most personnel transferred, followed by the Air Force pilots.
After all, the Air Force pilots have the shadow of astronauts, both in quality and technology. With a little training, you can become a good astronaut.
What is even more depressing is that in order to fill the lack of commanders of the Space Force as soon as possible, the Air Force and Navy have been transferred to some of the best commanders. Their departure has affected both forces to a certain extent.
On this basis, the popular Air Force Command’s handling of the loss of three B-52 bombers in this bombing by the Air Force was both bureaucratic and slow.
In short, everyone did not want to make trouble at this threshold, so the plan to send bombers to continue bombing Withalens was put on hold, and no one wanted to mention it.
You know, even in the wealthy Air Force, losing three B-52 bombers in one day is not a trivial matter. Everyone does not want to carry this **** pot-whoever does not want to become famous will transfer to the new formation with a bright future. Go to the space army? If one is accidentally left in the Air Force, it will be **** mildew.
Don’t you see, the navy has been placed under the unified command of the army because of Lawnes’ promotion to marshal. Will the air force also become a combat unit under the army one day? Isn’t it the flea above the monk’s head?
Even the Air Force General and Air Force Commander-in-Chief Butoria are waiting for his own transfer orders, let alone the generals of other departments.
Therefore, for two consecutive days, the Air Force was using loss investigations and lack of reasons for continued bombing to prevaricate the Supreme Command.
After all, judging from the bombing assessment report provided by the reconnaissance satellite, the previous two bombings did indeed have an effect. The Devil’s industrial area was almost completely destroyed, and it would not make much sense to continue the bombing.
Of course, this is not a reason or excuse to stop the bombing, because the emperor of the Ailan Hill Empire gave the order: "Raze the Withalans to the ground!"
"Do you think that the current Witholens... is it flat?" Midas looked at his chief of staff and asked this question.
"Of course... of course not." The chief of staff recalled the riddled ground and ruins on the satellite photos, considered his own words, and replied.
Whether it is for him personally or for the entire army, the emperor's orders are above all else. Since the emperor wants a piece of flat land, there can only be a piece of flat land!
"Then let's make it a flat ground!" Midas stood up and patted the chief of staff on the shoulder: "Who makes you think that we can only rely on the air force?"
Who made you naive to think that we can only rely on the Air Force? This question was tumbling in the chief of staff's mind, tumbling, until Midas left the room, he hadn't recovered.
While he was standing in a daze, on the missile launch position of the Ailan Hill Imperial Army, one by one ballistic missiles were slowly erected amidst the sound of sirens.
Each of these two-odd-meter-long missiles can carry a powerful warhead and can destroy an entire castle.
Although it cannot be replaced with the most suitable nuclear warhead, the number of ballistic missiles accumulated by the Ailan Hill Empire over the years is definitely quite a lot.
These sharp towers slowly erected on the field until they stopped pointing perpendicularly to the sky.
On the missile position ready to be launched, the launch inspection personnel and soldiers lined up neatly and ran away from the launch site.
The missile's ignition device began to emit white smoke, and on the remote hillside road, there were also the soldiers of the Ailan Hill Empire advancing forward, densely walking on the road.
"This is a great gift we gave to the source of magic, I don't know if he is willing to accept it!" A soldier stared at the self-check data of the missile's internal sensor on the computer screen and said with a smile.
War is an easy task for their missile troops, especially when the enemy does not have missile troops.
They can organize and deploy calmly behind the distant front, and then launch a fatal attack on the enemy easily and safely.
In their eyes, war is not **** and cruel, only the romance that belongs to men-the romance of killing the enemy!
The launcher sitting next to him picked up the transparent insurance cover, revealing the red launch button inside: "I don't know, but we don't want to return the product."
Holding the earpiece, the launch commander who heard the launch order said at this time: "Send them to death! Who caused him to provoke Ailan Hill! Missile launch!"
"Yes! Who let him provoke us Ailan Hill!" The launcher cracked his mouth and laughed, pressing the missile launch button.
"Boom!" A missile soared into the sky, and the huge impact caused the surrounding dust to fly away. There was dust everywhere, and blobs of brown-yellow gas accompanied the missile's ascent, rushing to the high sky.
A second later, such plumes of smoke became two, and another missile was also climbing, bringing up thick brown-yellow smoke, which rose rapidly and slightly curved.
Then, one missile after another was launched into the air, and the entire missile position of the Ailan Hill Empire was flooded with tumbling smoke plumes.
Farther away, the same plumes of smoke rushed straight into the sky one after another, as if countless fangs were growing on the horizon.
The deafening roar of the rocket engine even drowned out the sound of the advancing ground forces' car engines.
Countless infantry stopped and watched the spectacular scene in front of them. It was rare to see hundreds of ballistic missiles fired at the enemy, which was enough to make them brag and talk about it for a long time.
As for the source of magic, he still doesn't know that humans seem to have new tricks... and, it seems that these new tricks are still emerging...
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