District 9

Inside the coalition command position.

After Lin Cheng saw that the two transport planes were shot down, he immediately issued an order to the rear combat troops: "The two divisions behind, quickly provide me with access to the city, and assemble behind the armored corps. Move quickly."

Outside Jiujiang City, in a regiment-level air defense unit, hundreds of members of the Xu family's death squads rushed out of the bunker, braved the fierce artillery fire from the coalition forces, and ran towards the heavy artillery position.

Although modern army air defense units are mostly controlled by electronic systems, heavy artillery can be controlled to fire from the command room. However, if you want to achieve precise shooting and interception, you must adjust the position of the fire release point. To put it bluntly, it means Manual calibration target. Otherwise, there would be no artillery and air defense troops in the world, and they could be directly replaced by artificial intelligence.

After the more than 100 people rushed out of the bunker, half of them fell into the sea of ​​fire in an instant. Many of the air defense equipment in the hospital had been blown up, and the place they were going to was relatively deep, so almost every step forward caused casualties. But at this moment, a death order has been issued from above, and it will definitely not work if it is not carried out.

In the end, only twenty people rushed to the heavy artillery pit and began to calibrate the missile tubes.

"The enemy... the height of the enemy's transport plane is too low, and the opponent's artillery position also pre-emptively launched many interceptor missiles..." the observer roared: "It is recommended to use four consecutive straight shots in the 800-meter airspace. Intercept enemy transport planes."

"permit!"

"Calibration completed!"

"Testing fire!"

"Bang bang bang...!"

Paojing launched a tentative attack, and the shot location was extremely close to the estimated location.

in the air.

Several coalition transport planes had reached their maximum descent speed and roared towards them.

In the operations department, Xu Hancheng shouted with a pale face: "Can you intercept it?!"

"Outside the city, the two nearest air defense regiments in the city have begun calibration."

"Damn it, I asked if I could intercept it!" Xu Hancheng was really anxious, because he had already guessed the other party's intention at this moment. But the coalition forces are using military transport aircraft, which should be operating almost non-stop on the front line. Who can prevent them in advance that they will suddenly penetrate their own airspace? If the transport plane hadn't abnormally lowered its altitude repeatedly and flown over the coalition's territory, no one would have paid any attention to it.

And the most important point here is that fortunately Xu Hancheng judged that the opponent might adopt air strike tactics and urged the Air Force reconnaissance department to provide information feedback in advance. Only then did the opponent scan the enemy's airspace again. Otherwise, even if the opponent's transport plane If the height is lowered, no one will probably feel anything wrong.

If there is no prevention in advance, is it too late to remedy the situation now?

Xu Hancheng's shouts floated in the war room,

In the air defense unit on the ground, the commander immediately shouted: "Quick, four straight shots to force their pilots to increase their altitude."

"No... something's wrong. We just made a tentative attack and hit the planned bomb drop site, but... the descending enemy plane didn't react at all. This... this isn't right." The observer replied with sweat on his forehead. Said: "They should see our preset trajectory and avoid it..."

"you mean?"

"Battal Commander, they...there may be no one in their plane."

"...!" The battalion commander yelled in a confused voice, with the same trembling voice: "Fight first, fight first."

"Bang bang bang!"

The missile silo ejected again, and a large number of missiles rising into the sky were intercepted by the coalition's firepower network. However, a few shells escaped the network, rushed into the sky, and exploded at the preset location.

The two transport planes exploded like the sun when they lowered to an altitude of about 800 meters, but there were six or seven more around Jiujiang that had already rushed down.

"There must be no one in their plane," the observer shouted excitedly, "It's too late to intercept them all!"

"Fight the most critical thing..."

How high can eight hundred meters be?

Many landmark iron towers from before the 19th century were one to two hundred meters or even higher. At that height of eight hundred meters, the soldiers underground could already see the transport planes flying down diagonally.

In the coalition command position, Lin Cheng also yelled urgently: "Damn it, I told you to increase the firepower again, and you can't let the opponent's air defense units fire in a net shape!"

"Bang bang bang!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the battle-hardened artillery unit suddenly fired dozens of phosphorus powder bombs that could explode in the air in the direction of Jiujiang, directly blocking the view of the airspace of about three to four hundred meters.

When Lin Cheng saw this scene, he immediately smiled shamelessly, pointed at the lower-level officers and cursed: "Look how smart they are in fighting. Damn it, tell all the artillery regiment commanders in this battle to give me a week." Toilet, and then go to the Sichuan Army to study!"

After the phosphorus bomb exploded in the air, the enemy's air defense units lost their artificial sight and could only rely on feedback from radar charts to observe the flight trajectory of the transport aircraft, and then use computer calculations to predict the opponent's whereabouts. But this game is delayed after all, because computers and human brains cannot be completely integrated. Human judgment and adjustment of the location of air defense firepower all take time.

But how much time can an altitude of 800 meters give you?

"Swish swish swish...!"

Many of the air defense units were spreading firepower desperately, but it was too late.

After the three transport planes passed through the line of sight of the phosphorus powder bombs, they landed in the blink of an eye.

The three planes suffered varying degrees of machine gun fire from three different directions, but they did not explode.

Two seconds later!

On the wall of the special zone at the city gate on the north side of Jiujiang, a burst of bright light first burst out, lighting up the entire night sky.

After a brief second release of light, violent explosions and sonic booms of air waves spread throughout the main city and areas with a radius of dozens of kilometers.

The wall of the special zone was so strong that it took several direct hits from heavy artillery to shake it, but after the transport plane hit it directly, it was as fragile as paper.

The high temperature generated after the first explosion of the aircraft directly melted the cement, steel, sand and gravel. In the second cabin of the aircraft, a large amount of gasoline blocked by iron cabinets was sprayed around during the explosion, resulting in a large number of warheads loaded in the cabin, resulting in a third explode.

The nearly fifty-meter-long special zone wall was instantly evaporated in the explosion, and another sixty or seventy-meter-long special zone wall radiated outwards and collapsed. At the same time, all the places where the gasoline was sprayed caught fire, and many armaments on the city wall were ignited, causing explosions.

This is just the power of a transport plane.

In the headquarters, Xu Hancheng ran to the window looking a little embarrassed and looked at the fire in the distance, feeling a little confused.

The Chief of General Staff lost his temper and yelled: "Two brigades, three regiments of troops, and more than 40,000 armored troops at the front, just to send a dozen transport planes in?! Damn it, this is a tower-like attack. Dharma!!”

"Boom, boom...!"

Two more transport planes hit the special zone wall directly.

at the same time.

Fu Zhen took off his parachute and ran frantically towards the coalition defense area: "Run away, run away! We want people from the Xu Department to catch it, and the eggs have to be picked off and pounded into paste."