zombie frenzy

Chapter 812 Depth Charge
The shrill air defense siren turned into a soothing sound of the all-clearing siren. The door opened, and figures came out of the basement one by one. They were dusty and walked out of the door. homes.

The clean and tidy island of Manhattan was almost in ruins. The huge curtain wall glass was shattered, and the walls were full of bullet holes the size of fists. The top floors of many buildings were blown off. There are still huge flames rising in a few places.

No need for organization, these people rushed up spontaneously as soon as they came out of the shelter, put out the fire and rescued them, cleaned up the dilapidated buildings, and sent the wounded to the hospital.

Gore rushed to Times Square with a few heavy trucks. When he saw Mia, he jumped out of the car and ran over, "It's all here. When will my Tomahawk come back?"

Miya blinked, "Brother Fei has found the base, I think he will be back soon."

"No, I want to talk to him." Gore couldn't help but said.

"He's in the basement now, and he can't receive the signal." The major hurriedly stopped him.

Gore looked at the two suspiciously, "Did you really find it? This is my last weapon. Don't take it away and give me nothing."

"Don't worry, I just contacted Brother Fei before the air raid, and I will call you as soon as I get back." Miya said seriously.

"Okay, guys, unload them for me."

Gore looked at Mia and the major from left to right, and always felt something was wrong, but let alone not finding out what happened, even if he was really lying to him, he could only unload them honestly.

More than 100 depth charges were bundled into groups of six, and a dozen skilled workers surrounded them to measure the size, and welded the automatic release brackets on site.

The aircraft removed the tarpaulin and pushed it out. The steel frame was built around it. Someone took a spray gun and began to spray a layer of gray paint on it.

Before this, the aircraft could only be regarded as white equipment, without coating, completely covered with steel armor. Even the fighter jets in this air raid had dark gray coatings, but after experts inspected the damaged fragments, those were just It's an early stealth material, and it doesn't work at all in the eyes of the radar here.

In terms of stealth research and development, only the United States is the most powerful. The research and development room here has collected various materials. After research on the F35 in the military airport, it has successfully imitated the stealth coating material. The huge aircraft has been coated Launching, in the eyes of the radar, is at most equivalent to a big bird. Such a small target will not be displayed on the radar at all. Of course, if the other party sets the speed as a parameter, the flying speed of this bird is too fast. The big bird whose jaw drops to the ground will eventually be seen through.

"Evenly, I don't want speed, I must ensure evenness." A white coat roared beside him.

More than a dozen guys carefully sprayed the paint, and the aircraft was slowly stained with a layer of gray. Looking up at the sky, this color is not much different from the radiation layer.

The big men carried the launch brackets and loaded them into the belly of the aircraft. Groups of depth charges were loaded in, and the cables were connected to the cockpit. After a simple test, the personnel retreated.

"Don't you need to wait for it to dry?" Mia asked.

The white coat shook his head, "No, these are quick-drying types, and we don't need the enemy to be completely undetectable, as long as they delay their time, there is no problem."

Miya glanced around, waved her hand, "Let's go."

The steel frame was quickly withdrawn, and an hour after the enemy fled, the three aircraft slowly lifted into the air. The pilot inside waved his hand towards the bottom, the nose of the aircraft turned, and it began to accelerate in an instant, disappearing after ten seconds.

Before setting off, Mia had already informed these guys that once they successfully returned, everyone would enjoy a third-level treatment, and the captain would be directly promoted to the second level, keeping the same level as Gore.

People make money and birds die for food. Although they knew the danger, these guys immediately expressed their passion when they knew that they could get such a treatment, and agreed without hesitation.

The last operation was to take a gap and just seized the enemy's aircraft. The IFF device on it was not removed. When flying in the sky, the radar scanned it and thought it was one of our own, but I didn't expect it to be the evil ghost who wanted his life. .

It is impossible to think about doing this now, the device itself has already removed it, although it is equipped with an invisible coating, but before launching an attack, the enemy may ignore them, but once the attack is launched, the enemy plane will rise. In the air, without radar, the huge carrier aircraft can be detected by the naked eye. What's more, this time the target is not one or two, nor is it more than a dozen last time, but a total of 24, which can be escaped once or twice. It will definitely be exposed after a long time.

When Burt's secretary sent the alarm, he also provided 24 targets. If the side counterattacks, it is hoped that these places can be destroyed.

The family has already started a full-scale battle in the dark night. Some of these targets are the location of the councilors, and some are the positions of the arsenal research institute. Every place is an extremely important existence. It is not necessary to blow up all of them. Huge. As for the polar bear, that guy is far away. It is not cost-effective to attack it through the dark night. Therefore, Bert's secretary did not provide the coordinates there, and Mia naturally Just ignore it.

The action is dangerous. These pilots are all ready to abandon the plane and land, and they all carry small radios on their bodies. Once they successfully land, they will immediately send people to rescue them.

For the third-level treatment, it is worth fighting for. According to the rules of New York, if you have family members, after performing such a task, once you die in battle, the family members can enjoy this kind of treatment on their behalf. Underage children can enjoy this kind of treatment until they reach adulthood. For the sake of their families, although these guys knew it was extremely dangerous, they still actively participated.

The aircraft was very quiet. Knowing that the mission might lead to a narrow escape, no one was interested in chatting, and all of them stared blankly into the distance.

Above the clouds, at a very high altitude, several aircraft flew quickly, crossed the ocean, and entered the European region.

Seven or eight aircrafts crookedly landed at the airport with wisps of black smoke. People hurried over to extinguish the dark fire and took the pilot out of the cabin. The tractor slowly dragged it into the hangar without cheering or celebrating. More than 30 They went out with an aircraft, and less than one-third of them came back. People didn't know how to express their emotions.

popping.

The radar officer frowned and slapped the screen in front of him. Looking at the suspicious eyes beside him, the guy smiled shyly, "There's something wrong with this thing."

No one cares. Many of these devices were snatched from zombies after the catastrophe. Not everyone knows how to disassemble them. Many devices were brutally assembled and disassembled. There are some problems of this kind, so I just took a look. No one will pay attention.

The sky was getting dark, and everyone was a little hungry, turning their heads to look at the time from time to time.

With a speed of thousands of kilometers per hour, there is no such a fast bird in this world. Looking at the light spots on the screen that flickered and jumped extremely far, the radar operator shook his head helplessly.

"Prepare to attack." The team leader said in a deep voice.

The belly of the machine slowly opened, the combat system has automatically collected all the parameters, the target on the ground has been locked by the red cross, the leader pressed down with his finger, there was a clang in the belly, and a group of six depth charges rolled out of it When it came out, it instantly turned into a small black dot.

"What is this?" The radar operator looked at the light spot that suddenly appeared on the screen, calculated the trajectory, and found that the target of the light spot was right here. After a moment of sluggishness, he slapped the alarm next to him and shouted in horror, "The enemy Attack, damn it, enemy attack."

The depth charges were set to detonate on impact and touch, and rolled in the air, along a parabola, flying past more than ten kilometers away. When they approached the ground, there was already a terrifying scream. Several people around the airport The sentinel raised his head and watched the black spot enlarge rapidly, before he had time to do anything, the black spot landed on the hangar accurately.

Rumble.

A large group of flames soared into the sky, and one of them could blow up the submarine in two. When these six were bundled together, the shock wave spread wildly, and the hangar was torn to pieces like it was made of paper. The aircraft that had just come back and were being overhauled were at the center of the explosion. The batteries inside were detonated in an instant, and the ammunition placed aside was detonated, causing everything here to turn into nothingness.

A few seconds later, there was only a huge crater left on the ground, and the farthest sentry tower at the airport was wiped out by the shock wave, leaving only a few steel pillars less than half a meter in place.

"It's done, let's start to disperse the attack." The leader looked at the image displayed below, ticked the corner of his mouth, looked around and said, "God bless you all."

"God bless."

The pilots of the three aircraft looked at each other, the noses of the aircraft turned, and they ran in different directions.

On the European road, clusters of flames once again appeared, the earth shook, and the zombies in the distance were startled by this, screaming and rushing towards this area.

The stealth technology has been hidden from the radar, and the arsenal of the Manor Airport Research Center has become the target. After more than a dozen consecutive bombings, fighter jets finally started to take off.

"I'm bitten, damn it, head, I'm going to withdraw."

"God, why do they have so many fighters."

"Walk, walk, end the air strike, return at full speed."

The leader shouted loudly, fighter jets appeared around each aircraft, and the fire control radar had locked them, but the large-scale fleet had been destroyed by them, and the ones coming out now are all small airports far away , although there are in all directions, but each place is just one or two.

The three aircraft fled in panic, and the machine guns turned to the direction behind them. Regardless of whether the enemy appeared or not, they continued to bombard in the direction indicated by the radar.

A string of streamers sprayed out. After the bombing, the enemy had already found them when they took off. At this time, there was no need to hide their whereabouts. Moreover, this was not a random attack. Empty the ammunition carried by the aircraft could reduce the weight of the fuselage and make escape easier. Time can be faster.

More than 20 fighter jets followed closely behind, and the distance was a little closer. After emptying all the shells, the co-pilot even rushed into the cabin, dismantled the automatic delivery device that had just been welded on, and kept going out. throw.

The fighter jets dodged the shells and sundries in the air from left to right. Every time they approached, they had to dodge urgently. The missiles they fired failed to hit the target. These pilots were all ace-level existences. He fled back to New York with scars all over his body.

"Turn on the fire control radar and lock on to the enemy plane," Gore said.

"Head, we have no missiles." The radar hand locked on.

Gore chuckled, "I know you know, but the enemy doesn't know, so let's do it."

In the distance, dozens of kilometers away, the red lights in the fighter cabin were flashing, and the siren was sounding non-stop. The pilot looked at New York, which was getting closer, and at the destroyer below, which was blown open, and had to give up the chase. , turned around and retreated back the same way.

(End of this chapter)