Chapter 1039
My Empire Chapter 1039
2020-11-03
Chapter 1039 1041 Destroy everythingBourkeland Fortress is a very comprehensive fortress, it is not just a giant artillery The fortress is also a mobile land aircraft carrier.
There are several military airports in this huge city. One of the functions of these military airfields is to fill the gaps in frontline field airfields.
Under normal circumstances, building a qualified large-scale military airport in the field, and also meeting the requirements for taking off large bombers, is actually very time-consuming.
The temporary construction of an airfield was costly and time-consuming, so the military of the Alanhill Empire came up with various ways to increase the number of field airfields on the front lines.
First of all, Bourkeland Fortress is a good choice - it's huge enough, and it can also move forward with the troops, it is a perfect choice.
Of course, there is another option, that is Floating Void City or sky battleship, Alanhill has made a two-pronged approach to transform several floating castles into real helicarriers, and sky battleship can also Carry hundreds of aircraft directly into combat.
With so many mobile airfields, the Alanhill Empire can assemble a large number of combat aircraft with no difficulty in the direction of its attack.
Because of this, the Alanhill Empire can quickly grasp air superiority in their main attack direction, and use the air force to destroy the enemy's strategic depth layout on a large scale.
This time, Alanhill did the same thing again. They assembled more than 300 B-52 bombers and more than 100 Tu-22M bombers in one breath, which can be called a luxurious super bomber lineup!
Anyway, the enemy doesn't have much air defense power anymore, so many bombers can be used together, which can directly paralyze a super-large city.
B-52 bombers are parked neatly on the side of the slender airstrip of Burkeland. These strategic bombers are already full of bombs, all of the most primordial and cheapest bombs.
No way, there were too many ordinary aviation bombs produced in the previous war, and the inventory has not been used up until now.
But against the Demon Race, these bombs are perfect for the B-52 bomber, which has a long range and an incredible altitude.
"I don't quite understand! Since we have found the most important city of the devil, why don't we just drop a nuclear bomb and end the war?" A B-52 bomber navigator He was putting a spare parachute on his body, and he was complaining to the crew members around him while he was wearing it.
Actually many people have this idea, since those Demon Race megacities are already within range of Alanhill Imperial bombers.
Or since the Alanhill Empire's ballistic missiles can hit the opponent's core area with no difficulty, why not just use nuclear weapons to end the war?
It only takes a few nukes to end the war, defeat the Demon Race, and take over the entire Demon Realm—the temptation isn't too great.
But obviously, the formation commander on the side of the operation knew something and explained: "No way, we can't confirm that the source of magic is there! If it's not there, we use nuclear weapons, which is equivalent to It is said to have destroyed a prosperous city that belongs to us."
"Eh...it's a lot to pay attention to, if I want to say, those officials and gentlemen, as well as those rich people, think we soldiers Your life is worthless, that city might be worth more." A young pilot who served as a co-pilot spit out a bit dismissively.
"Actually, if you think about it carefully, it's not difficult to figure out the reason. Those of our researchers may be very interested in the technology of the Servant of God..." Another pilot who was already dressed turned his head and said. out of his own judgment.
Then, with a tone full of temptation, he tempted Hanhan who asked the question: "Perhaps, it may be the technique that makes people immortality. Who can resist such a temptation?"
Somewhat humorous, he squeezed his hand into a fist, imitating a mushroom cloud of nuclear explosions, and a little bit of transpiration rose: "So no one wants to use a nuclear bomb, because if a nuclear bomb goes down, all the information may It's all over."
"Hmph! But there may be other reasons." His statement really made the young pilot who was the co-pilot agree.
After all, for mortals, immortality is obviously a huge temptation, a temptation that is hard to refuse.
The front-line commander led by them came over and overheard their conversation. As he passed by, he stuffed the bombing target and reference information to the navigator, and said, "Don't think about it if it's all right. If you attack directly with nuclear weapons, how can we be sure that the source of magic has been completely wiped out by us? You If it's all right, take a good look at it. Although it can be found on the computer, the paper photos and materials are more comfortable."
"..." The navigator answered. Go past the document and look down at the familiar-looking Demon Race buildings.
These are all satellite images, or the target information captured by reconnaissance planes in recent days.
There's nothing left here after a few hours, if nothing else.
"Yeah..." said a pilot nodded: "After fighting for so long, we must finally seize the source of magic and destroy it completely, right?"
"Let it run away, hide in the dark and wreak havoc, the enemy is dark and we are bright, that's no fun! Now it's in the light, so we must make sure to capture this damn magic source alive!" Another pilot followed suit said.
"That's right!" More pilots who passed by nodded agreed with this statement: Everyone is holding back their anger, why should they capture the source of magic alive to vent their anger?
"Therefore, our bombing is not against it, but against the Demon Race it controls, against those stubborn demons who are still resisting!" The frontline commander finally did mobilization before the war.
"Destroy their city!" One pilot raised a clenched fist.
"Destroy their industrial capabilities!" yelled a pilot preparing to board.
"Destroy everything!" As more pilots got into their planes, they whispered to themselves: "Victory belongs to Alanhill!"
One by one The engines on the wings of the B-52 bomber had started to work, and the planes, loaded with bombs, took off one after another, turned into neat formations in the air, and flew towards the horizon. ►
The second update will be presented tomorrow, later.
(end of this chapter)