Chapter 761
My Empire Chapter 761
2020-11-03
Chapter 761 Title 763"Let those damn bastards see the power of my magic origin! They will rout in panic, I don't even know what I've been through!" In the empty room, the illusory voice of the source of magic swayed back and forth.
With his drifting sound, many demon-controlled areas, some covered with dry branches and bushes, were cleared out by demon soldiers. They removed these covert camouflages, revealing the straight, long airstrip.
These field airfields are the killing move that the devil has been building and preparing! At the end of the runway, where the camouflage net was covering, a huge plane next to each other had already revealed their true colors.
The straight wings and slender fuselage are equipped with a variety of weapons.
The most important thing is that the wings of this aircraft are all hand-painted with golden eagle patterns, and even the colors used are the three-color camouflage camouflage used by Alanhill. The belly and under the wings are also painted in camouflaged sky blue.
All of these huge planes have already started their engines, and the planes are full of imitation bombs. These bombs are equipped with magic spar, and the power of the explosion is much improved.
Yes, the Demon is a complete copy of the main bomber that Alanhill has equipped, the heavy B-17 bomber with a huge size and a short range.
It's really the same B-17 bomber, not only the shape is the same, the engine is even the same, in order to support so many bombers, the devil even built his own gasoline factory, using the puppet empire to steal Extracted technology to refine high-purity aviation gasoline.
But even so, they still can't make qualified aviation gasoline, and in the end they can only sacrifice some flight performance to barely make these planes able to take off.
"A total of 1,000 human bombers! By the time they reacted, they could only watch their army be destroyed by bombs!" B-17 bomber, he is very confident in the plan of the source of magic.
After all, these imitation bombers are equipped with Alanhill's identification friend or foe system, which will deceive Alanhill's various detection devices and eventually achieve the purpose of infiltration.
For the demons, the infiltration of the Servant of Gods troops into the enemy camp is just a prelude to causing chaos, and these bombers are the backstop to further increase the chaos!
As long as the plan is successful, they can further create chaos, and then let the follow-up demon army sweep through the human-occupied area and wipe out all these humans.
After destroying the human invading troops, they can counterattack the magic continent, take advantage of the individual combat advantages of the servants of God, nibble the enemy little by little, and finally reverse the war situation.
Of course, this is their plan. As for whether their plan will be successful, only God knows.
When one after another demon B-17 camouflaged bombers took off and formed in the air, countless demon troops on the ground were also advancing.
They will join the fray in the chaos, using their numerical superiority to smash the magic continent's invading troops to pieces.
After the Battle of the Storm Islands, the Daemons had assembled such a large army for the first time, and it was almost their last army.
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Above the sky No. 1 floating battleship, the non-commissioned officer in charge of radar control stared at the screen and frowned.
He thought he was reading it wrong, or that he thought there was something wrong with his screen. So he tapped the keyboard a few times, recalibrated his radar display, and found that his machine was still showing a surprising result.
"Sir! You'd better come and see this!" He raised one of his arms and motioned for his officer to come and look at the odd radar screen.
The officer on duty put down the teacup in his hand, walked behind him, and saw the display on the radar: "This is...the radar reflection parameters of the B-17 bomber...the return flight?"
"I'm afraid not." The radar operator shook the head, with a faint smile on his face: "Look at this again."
He pointed The radar reflection icon of these "returned" bombers has a strange callout on it.
"They have IDF..." Looking at the red sign on the radar screen, the officer on duty also had a wonderful expression: "Just last year's IDF?"
"Yes, sir." The non-commissioned officer cracked his mouth and said, "If it's not that our Air Force has brain issues, it's..."
"That's the group. The devil has brain issues." Grabbing the phone next to the radar operator's operation panel, the officer on duty said with a smile: "Pick up the Air Force Liaison Officer... Verify your battle plan and confirm whether the expired IFF is used. Signal... ok, I got it."
His expression brightened and he hung up: "It's not our Air Force Commander who got water in his head... it's those damn demons. Just kidding. Let the air defenses fire, there's nothing to say."
"Got it!" The radar operator tapped the keyboard twice before sending all the data.
Then the entire Alanhill field force was drowned in a sea of joy. Field anti-aircraft weapons have raised their own barrels or missile launchers.
And the fighter jets on duty in the sky, under the control of the pilots, rushed to the direction where the enemy planes rushed.
They haven't found such a large-scale demon army air force for a long time. This is a good day for them to brush their record.
"Today is a good day." Oranke flew off the runway with his F-15 fighter jet, and because of the large number of AIM-120 air-to-air missiles, his plane rolled away It took a long distance to fly heavily to in midair.
Soon, his wingman followed, and the two planes roared and began to climb. It took a lot of effort to raise their altitude to the 10,000-meter level specially designed for interception.
"Yeah, today is a good day." The wingman pilot nodded, echoing the captain's words.
"Hurry up, we want to shoot down as many enemy planes as possible..." Oranke glanced at the missile status of the computer's self-check and said, "Whether you can become a super ace depends on this. This is the first battle!"
Hearing this sentence, the expression on the wingman pilot's face brightened, he is also a veteran of shooting down many demon bats, this time...he really wants to attack For a moment, the title that once made him infinitely yearn. ►
We will continue to make updates tomorrow. That's it for today.
(End of this chapter)