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The three J-31 carrier-based fighter jets of the "recycling station" crew destroyed Luli Barante's station, and arrived at the "landfill" in a short time after the command issued by Fu Ming's command post codenamed "landfill". The location of the "cleaner" unit.Similarly, the "cleaner" crew is also composed of three J-31 fighter jets. They are hovering over a tall building in the urban area of ​​Kinshasa, the capital of Congo. This building is the general liaison office of the US intelligence agency CIA in Congo.

The assassination that Fu Ming encountered just after he got off the plane was planned by the chairman of the IADC Alliance "Vampire" Alexander Wellington, and based on the intelligence information of Luli Barante, it was finally carried out by the US Marine Corps sent by the CIA.Although Fu Ming was unscathed and the Marine Corps squad was wiped out, the death of Matt Adams made Fu Ming furious.

"Attention the landfill, the recycling station reports that we have rushed to the location of the cleaners. There are a large number of Congolese government troops stationed near the target building, and no air defense facilities have been found." The pilot paused, "Requesting an attack command."

Fu Ming stubbed out the cigarette butt in his hand, moved his eyes back from Li Jingxue's pale face, and adjusted the position of the earphone and microphone. "Open fire freely, airstrike cia garrisons and all government garrisons, conduct airstrikes on Congolese government buildings after combat assessment, and kill their president."

"Dumpster received, attack, free fire."

"The cleaner understands, the cannon fires."

The six J-31 carrier-based fighter jets were divided into two groups of three, crossed the sky, turned a corner, and turned back to the CIA building.

"It's about the two missiles." The fire control system operator of Cleaner No. [-] spit out, "This building is mine, don't grab it from me." Then he immediately pressed the missile launch button and cruised. The tail flame of the missile drew an extremely dazzling flame in the sky, and under the guidance of the laser, it roared towards the CIA building.

"Air strike!" The government soldiers on the ground were in a mess, and hurriedly prepared anti-aircraft machine guns and a few scattered shoulder-fired Stinger missiles. "Hurry up and launch the missile."

The cruise missile accurately hit the middle floor of the building and exploded inside. Broken glass mixed with thick smoke and dust came out, and the violent explosion echoed over the entire city of Kinshasa.Billowing thick smoke came out of the damaged part of the building, and from time to time, flames shot out from the bottom of the thick smoke, quite a feeling of a plane crashing into a building.

"Haha, Cleaner No. [-], your missiles are not very good." The fire control system operator of Cleaner No. [-] laughed, and then pressed the launch button. "Long waste missiles, dismantle it directly!"

The cruise missile hit the bottom of the building, and the bottom floor of the building was instantly wiped out. The whole building shook a few times, then fell forward roaring.

The government troops on the ground had no time to pay attention to the harm caused by the sound. The collapsed building fell straight on top of their heads. Bricks, rubble and broken glass fell on the ground like rain. The shouts kept coming and going, and the few government soldiers who had no time to retreat had already been crushed under the reinforced concrete, screaming for help, and it seemed that they could not survive.

"Attention the recycling station formation, Stinger missiles!" The driver of Cleaner No. 31 watched the Stinger missiles rising little by little from the ground, and flew towards the three J-[-]s formed by the recycling station.

"Infrared induction bomb, don't launch too early." The driver of Recycling Station No. [-] looked back, and the missile was obviously aimed at his ass.

"There are still five seconds, and the infrared induction bomb is confirmed to be launched." The operator of the fire control system shouted into the microphone and pressed the button without hesitation. "The launch is complete, and it will be completed in three seconds after reloading!"

With a loud bang, the Stinger missile hit the infrared induction bomb behind Recycling Station No. [-] and exploded.The two pilots in Recycle Bin No. [-] clearly felt the shock of the missile explosion.

"Damn it!" the pilot scolded, "Recycle Bin No. [-], request a touchdown flight, show them some color."

"Got it." The driver of Recycling Station No. [-] laughed, "Cleaner, do you dare to play tricks?"

"Why don't you dare?" The driver of Cleaner No. [-] snorted coldly, "How do you want to play?"

"At a cruise speed of Mach 2.0 (2 times the speed of sound, Mach 1 = 1126 kilometers per hour), a 50-meter touchdown flight may require a little buffer distance to reduce altitude, avoid obstacles, and don't hit the ground, let them know What is supersonic speed!"

"Hahaha, great idea! It seems that you don't even need to prepare machine guns." Cleaner No. [-] laughed and flew out of the battle zone first.Several fighter jets followed him out of the combat zone.

The Congolese government forces on the ground breathed a sigh of relief when they saw the fighter jets leaving, but before waiting for a few minutes, they discovered that the six fighter jets had turned around and flew back, but this time, they were flying a bit low... …

"Enjoy the shock that supersonic speed brings to you!" The driver of Cleaner No. 50 flying in the front smiled and carefully held the joystick. Few air force pilots in the world would dare to touch down at [-] meters and fly at twice the speed.

Six j-31s roared towards them, and the government troops on the ground were stunned. The rifles and anti-aircraft machine guns in their hands would not cause any damage to these lightning-fast aircraft at all, and they could not hit them.When the plane flew near them, they felt the huge sound of the supersonic plane breaking through the air. Before the dozens of soldiers standing in front had time to cover their ears with severe pain, they were overwhelmed by the huge sound produced by the supersonic flight of the plane. The airflow rolled up and fell heavily to the ground.The dozen or so soldiers next to them seemed to be blown away by the typhoon. The huge wind blew them against the walls and vehicles, unable to move.

The few soldiers standing at the tail of the j-31 jet fighter were the most unlucky. The huge reaction force of the spray paint engine bounced them into the air, which was three stories high from the ground. Can't see it anymore.Don't even think about it, these people are dead.

The six planes flew 50 meters above the ground at a supersonic speed of only about 500 meters. In just a few seconds, nearly [-] government soldiers were killed or injured.

"Look," the cleaner No. [-] pilot pulled the joystick in front of him, and the plane immediately climbed up, and the five fighter jets behind him also climbed up. "I've said it all, even the anti-ground machine guns are omitted."

Fu Ming listened to the voice in the headset and sighed. Even if the pilots played with fire like this, he was very relieved. These pilots were selected by Fu Zhongtian himself. They were selected from the retired pilots of the air forces of various countries. the military standard.

"This is a landfill. Stop playing. Destroy the Kinshasa government building immediately to save fuel. Our allies are coming soon. Pay attention to friendly fire and don't hit your own people."

After speaking, he put down the headset, removed the satellite phone from the laptop, and dialed the number of Ajax Srilling, the leader of the armed forces in southern Congo.

Ajax looked very active, and he answered the phone before the call was prompted to connect and wait.

"Mr. K, I'm ready, I can't wait!"

Fu Ming smiled, "Ajax, you are more anxious than I am. This is just the beginning. After occupying Kinshasa and clearing out the US and NATO forces, the central and northern regions of the entire country are still waiting for you to go. Recover. Now, attack."

Ajax's eyes are bright. He has been in the southern Communist armed forces of the Communist Party for nearly 20 years. From a young soldier, he has become the current first leader.Now is the time for him to realize his ideals, establish a government, unify the country, and end this damn war!

"Mr. K, I am very honored to be favored by you. The people of Congo will thank you forever." Before Fu Ming could answer, Ajax hung up the phone and threw himself into the battle on the front line.

"This is Cleaner No. [-], please note the landfill, the Congolese government building has been destroyed, the cannon fire has been completed, the battlefield assessment is good, and there are no signs of survivors, the small-scale attack has been completed, and the aircraft fleet has not suffered any losses." Cleaning The driver of Gong No. [-] seemed a little excited. The unilateral massacre on the ground just now was unprecedented.

"Received from the landfill, the point-to-point attack is over. There is no need to attack other targets, and do not move civilian houses. Report your ammunition and fuel." Fu Ming put on his earphones again, looked at the infrared photos sent back from the plane, He was very satisfied with the results of the battlefield assessment.

"There is not much ammunition, there are an average of two land-to-ground cruise missiles on each aircraft, and the remaining fuel is between 15.00% and 20.00%."

"Turn back immediately, don't attack any more targets, let World One and World Two return to the company's port station in the Strait of Gibraltar."

"The cleaner understands, return immediately."

"The recycle bin received it, it's so cool!"

Fu Ming sighed, and the smile reappeared on his face, "Ajax, you should have already attacked Kinshasa, and then, I will leave it to you..." He muttered in a low voice.

China, Imperial City, eight o'clock in the evening.

The evening self-study time made Lin Jianping very uncomfortable. It was a kind of torture for him to stay quietly in the classroom due to his active nature.He stared blankly at his laptop, checking the news.A piece of war news appeared on the screen, and he, who was quite interested in the war, clicked on it immediately.

"The reporter of this site reported that the civil war in the Congo in central Africa broke out at around 24:31 this morning. Ajax Rilling, the leader of the armed forces in the south of the Congo, made a speech, claiming that he would occupy the capital Jinsha within 31 hours. Sa, called on the leaders of the government army and the armed forces in the north who had defected to the government army earlier to surrender and not to make unnecessary resistance. At noon, there was news that Kinshasa was attacked by air in the morning and the government building was blown up. The incumbent president was killed. Some foreign military commentators pointed out that the fighter jet was our country's j-[-] carrier-based fighter jet, but it did not have any national logo. Our military denied this, claiming that the j-[-] was not installed in the air force. As of this afternoon So far, the Southern Revolutionary Party led by Ajax Rilling has invaded the capital Kinshasa and occupied most of the area."

Lin Jianping frowned, "Fu Ming...is that you?"