Chapter 439
My Empire Chapter 439
2020-11-03
Chapter 439 440 Spread"The ghost fog forest is on fire..." Putting down the hoe in his hand, a peasant of a puppet empire looked at Stared wide-eyed shouted loudly through the thick smoke in the distance.
The ghost fog forest is the largest forest nearby. There are countless trees and countless animals living in it.
The nearby mountain people all rely on this forest to live, whether they go hunting in the mountains or plant some crops around the forest, in short, they are typical backers to eat the mountains.
But now, those strange craft that just flew here drop something, and then the sound of explosions goes on and on.
And then the planes left and the whole forest started to burn. Look at the thick smoke covering the heavens, shielding the sun, everyone knows that this wildfire must be no small scale.
"Those damn things are here to set fires!" a peasant shouted angrily: "Everyone, go and put out the fires! It's too late!"
So, Some mountain people started rushing into the forest with their stuff, and then they escaped with the other devil beasts.
The wildfire spread much faster than they thought, and before they actually got to the burning area, they realized that the wildfire was not something they could save.
There are countless fires, and countless trees are burning. In such a situation, the word firefighting is almost a joke.
Now, we can only rely on the magicians who are normally aloof and remote. If they are willing to take action, such a disaster may be saved.
The raging fire can be clearly distinguished, the jungle is burning, and more than one forest is burning frantically.
All the forests of the puppet empire near the Mullen River, or to be more precise, all the large-scale forests within a radius of 1000 km southwest of the Mullen River, started to burn uncontrollably.
A lot of trees were destroyed and simply could not be saved. The power of fire, destroying anything that tries to stop it from spreading, burns, burns, destroys, and reduces everything to ashes.
Of course, the terrifying thing is not just that, because of the massive burning, the air is full of suffocating smoke, dozens of kilometers away from the burning area, you can smell that smell. Desperate burnt taste.
Farther away, black ashes began to fill the air, and on the white windowsill, the disgusting black particles could soon be seen.
More and more civilians of the puppet empire saw the disaster happening around them, the farmland was also set on fire by the flames rushing out of the jungle, there was fire and ashes everywhere, and there were cries everywhere and screams.
Wherever there are bombers passing by, flames will inevitably ignite below, and the natural resources of the puppet empire will be destroyed in pieces as Alanhill's bombers pass by.
Most of the cities in the puppet empire are centipede cities. These large and small mobile cities are like swallowing up the huge cities in the city, by swallowing all the production and life around them.
These huge centipedes pass by on the ground, stop for a while at a certain place, then immediately start to crawl in the other direction.
At this moment, in a crawling centipede city, a high level magician is persuading his colleagues: "We must help put out the fire! These damn Alanhill people are burning our motherland! Whatever! Anyway, we can't just sit back and watch!"
But his words obviously did not convince these big magicians, because these magicians responsible for the operation of centipede city, from the burning forest and the enemy's air force attack, saw danger.
"What if we get close to those burning forests and the other planes turn to attack us?" said one magician, objecting.
"Could it be that we just sit back and watch those flames burn down the entire forest because we are afraid of being attacked? The trees are all burnt out, what do we use to produce puppets?" The magician continued persuaded anxiously. .
"How can the trees burn down?" Another magician disagreed with him, sneering indifferently: "This is the first time I've heard of this tactic, burning the opponent's forest? If If we could burn it all out, we magicians would have done it already!"
"Yeah! They thought they were the only ones who could set fires? Our magician Fireball Technique can set fires too! Why don't we do it? It's not because the forest is set on fire, and the effort has no effect? The forest can't be burned! That's hundreds of millions of big trees! When will it be burned? Humph." Several magicians agreed, everyone talking at once.
While they were arguing, in the forest in the distance, the big tree contaminated with white phosphorus incendiary bombs had been dried up by the fire and burned quickly. The fire spread, collided with the fire created by another incendiary bomb, entangled together, and rolled surging in the sky.
Dense smoke blanketed the forest, and the fire was out of control in an instant. The magicians have not shot, these trees have no production value.
The trees that have been burnt will no longer be able to process puppets. Even if they have survived the scorching fire, they cannot continue to 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 pilot of the plane. Pointing to the ground in front of him, he asked, "That's the city of a puppet empire!"
The place he pointed to was indeed the city of a puppet empire, and the city was squirming in the opposite direction. soon.
From a distance, the densely packed long legs on both sides of the city, exercising together make people have one's hair stand on end. It is hard to believe that any country would create such a disgusting mobile fortress.
"Open the weapon insurance! We found the target of the attack!" The driver gave the order to attack the bombardier behind him.
The bombardier who heard the order gave a thumbs up, and then he entered a series of instructions towards the device in front of him.
As the buttons were pressed one by one, the belly of the B-52 bomber slowly opened, and the Tomahawk cruise missiles mounted on the runner-type missile launcher were in the morning. A slender projectile was exposed in the sun.
"Attack begins! Tomahawk cruise missile launch! The first one! The second one!" As he shouted, the missiles in the belly of the B-52 bomber rushed one after another. Going out, the last POW missile with a special pattern on it was exposed with the rotation of the rotating missile pylon.
This missile has a danger sign painted on it, and a clear yellow and black pattern next to it - yes, it's a nuclear bomb, a Tomahawk cruise missile with a nuclear warhead.
"The conventional missile has been launched! The last one, the nuclear bomb is launched!" The bombardier who pressed the launch button clearly reported the launch of the missile.
His tone barely fell, and after a slight vibration, this Tomahawk cruise missile, dragging a long thick smoke, rushed towards the distant target.
"The nuclear bomb has been launched! Turn! Turn!" The crew members shouted nervously when they saw the missiles fly to the B-52 bomber in the distance. In this shout, the captain pulled the joystick in front of him, and the heavy bomber body made a big circle in the sky, bypassing the direction of the attack.
And the Tomahawk cruise missile has already accelerated towards the moving centipede city at this time, and the guidance device on the missile has also locked the target to be attacked.
While the magicians of the puppet empire were still debating whether to save those burning forests, a Death God fell from the sky above their heads.
"bang!" The first Tomahawk cruise missile hit a building on this centipede city. The huge explosion caused the building similar to the mage tower to break in the middle, collapsed and smashed the nearby buildings. several other buildings.
Before the explosion of this missile passed, the second missile hit the target accurately - the hit accuracy of the Tomahawk cruise missile, used to hit a city-level target, is still very good. Big guaranteed.
With the explosion of one after another, the puppet empire garrison in the town finally realized the fact that they were being attacked.
So, some magicians swept out of the mage tower and flew to the tail section of the exploding centipede city to see what was going on. As these magicians swept to the place of the explosion, they loudly reminded the surrounding companions: "Enemy attack! Enemy attack!"
Unfortunately, their shouts have not spread out yet, a huge explosion It broke out in the tail section of centipede city.
The nuclear bomb hit the penultimate section of the centipede machine's body exactly where it exploded.
The huge explosion engulfed three centipede's bodies in an instant, and blew up the surrounding centipede machinery.
Other parts were also severely affected, collapsing and collapsing in a huge earthquake... Until the entire centipede city was paralyzed on the road, the huge explosion had just ended.
Because the city of centipede is a long straight line, the low-yield nuclear bomb that exploded in the tail section did not destroy the entire city at once.
However, the explosion still affected all buildings, paralyzed the centipede city, and even caused irreparable damage to the entire centipede city.
The magicians who were lucky enough to escape the catastrophe propped up the magic defense barrier, scattered the dust around them in a mess, and carefully identified their surroundings.
By the time they realized what had happened, they found that the city around them had long since changed beyond recognition, and the once glorious city was now a hell of a patchwork of ruins and wreckage.
On this day, the puppet empire was full of hell like this, and it was also on this day that the puppet empire's mainland...was officially attacked by Alanhill.
The civilians of the puppet empire who thought the war was far away finally realized that the damn war they started had already begun to spread in the land where they lived. ►
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(end of this chapter)