Stratholme God

   Chapter 1351 Mass Airborne

   "You don't come here—" the mantid screamed in their native language.

too late!

   "Repent! Bugs!" [Stabbed] Hehe grinned, his outstretched arms retracted at the last moment, the whole person turned into a human cannonball, and the explosive pack sounded just before hitting the mantid.

   "Boom!"

   The sky was so big that a group of fireworks exploded, followed by the mantid and the broken limbs of a sand sculpture player.

   looks like another tragic change of limit.

   In fact, everyone who understands understands that sand sculpture players who have the entry [Quick Resurrection] can do whatever they want.

   Winged self-destruction soldiers, no one has tried it before, the key is that the amount of explosives carried by a single soldier cannot be too large. After all, a bomb that is too big is not easy to operate.

   Take out a bundle of explosives, and the lethality is limited.

  Fortunately, the mantid has a short high attack and low health bar, which is just right.

   The most tragic thing is that the mantid's flying speed is not fast enough. When the sand sculpture player with a speed of up to 160 kilometers at the time hit it, the mantid really couldn't run.

   Supplemented with other Alliance Air Force units, the Alliance can completely suppress the Air Force of the Iron Horde.

  After gaining air supremacy, it was time for bombers to do whatever they wanted.

"Woohoo-"

  Stuka bombers are screaming!

   This time, apart from the already strong sand sculpture players, a large number of professionally trained Stratholme pilots were able to fight.

   Their bombs are naturally not at the level of sand sculpture players. The victory lies in the improvement of craftsmanship, so that today's 500-pound bombs have the power of 1,000-pound bombs in World War II.

  It doesn't matter if I can't hit, as long as I can bomb a large enough area, it will be a successful bombing.

   I don’t know how many Iron Tribe’s material storage points were bombed, easily turning into big torches.

   The best way to deal with air strikes is to fight for air supremacy.

   If you can’t fight, and you don’t play air defense, you should at least dig holes in the ground to hide your supplies.

  These methods are not at all comprehensible to a warchief who has directly transitioned from the barbaric world to modern warfare.

  Since the Iron Horde is defenseless, the Alliance will laugh at those supply points.

  On the day after the arcane nuclear bomb was dropped, all the supply points of the Iron Tribe were swept away. Apart from the rations they carried with them, the soldiers could not find anything to eat, and began to starve.

The first and second wars at the Gate of Darkness allowed the tribes to swept across the eastern kingdom. First, the nomadic races had low logistical requirements. They could rely on hunting to obtain a lot of meat wherever they went. Second, they obtained a large number of local trolls. support.

   Now that the entire Northern Continent has been completely agriculturalized and fortified by McDonald's, there are not many old mountains and forests long ago. If the orcs don't take over the human farms, where will the meat come from?

   Do you think that Mai Kemen will not do this trick?

   In other words, the trolls in the entire Northland have been slaughtered cleanly, and I can’t find a party who leads the way.

   With the support of Draenor, the portal was destroyed, and the Horde army suddenly GG.

   After [Operation Overlord] began, the alliance soldiers faced a tired division that had been hungry for three days.

  In the Iron Tribe barracks, the orcs have long been slumped, and many people can't stand up. Only the strongest warriors can stand up.

   Don't ask, asking is the law of the jungle.

   Only the strong can grab the food!

  Kagas* Blade Fist yelled: "Stand up! Are you still the most elite Iron Horde warriors?"

  Unfortunately, no matter how many disobedient 'cowards' he slaughtered, very few people responded to him.

  God gave the orcs a strong physique, and also made their reliance on meat to a level unimaginable by humans. Once there is a lack of meat supply, they will not starve to death immediately, but their combat power will quickly decline.

   At four o'clock in the morning, the human airborne has begun.

   The first was the routine artillery washing, and the cannons of the airships bombarded all the targets marked by the scouts on the ground, even the steel chariots that were already lying in the nest were not spared.

   It was followed by the winged assault of the Trident troops. These elite soldiers of the Alliance swiftly swept the Iron Horde's sentry towers, seized every small height in the hilly area, and set up a large number of mortars to start bombarding the Iron Horde's barracks.

   Until then, the orcs saw tens of thousands of white flowers blooming in the misty, dark night sky.

   That's... the largest airborne force the Alliance has ever seen.

   As a trick, with a large number of airships, McDonald's did not order the manufacture of a large number of transport aircraft. After all, the An-225, the largest modern transport aircraft on earth, has a maximum take-off weight of 640 tons, which is not even comparable to a flying destroyer here.

   A random Z-class destroyer is 3,000 tons.

   Let these flying destroyers drop paratroopers, remodel the bomb bays, squeeze them, and one ship can drop a thousand people down.

  The Iron Horde has no choice but to let the few goblin soldiers launch the goblin version of Gatling into the air. Ahem, that's the only way orcs don't eat goblins when they're starving.

   Countless light spots swept across the night sky, which was really beautiful.

  Unfortunately, the air defenses are shooting paratroopers like targets. This situation occurs when the air defense firepower is sufficient.

  The goblins don’t play with searchlights, and they don’t have enough anti-aircraft firepower. Only a few goblin versions of Gatling will be blown up by the winged trident before firing a few shots.

   As a result, during the long paratrooper airborne process, all the tribal soldiers on the ground became spectators.

  In the sky, McDonald's sits on the Richelieu Flying Battleship.

In the    bridge, little Anduin was puzzled: "Your Majesty Stratholme, why don't we fight back when these Iron Horde soldiers are weaker?"

   "Everything is for training troops! Just like the previous expedition to the outer domain, we not only have to break the fangs of the invaders, but also take their nests. Just relying on this amount of troops now is not enough!"

   Little Anduin understood immediately.

   Granted, McDonald's could have patiently wait for these enemies to starve to death, or even civil strife, before mercilessly reaping the lives of the survivors. This will not achieve the effect of training.

  Stratholme has recently undergone a major military expansion. In the past most of the time, only about 400,000 troops of the four major groups were retained. This time, McDonald's upgraded the local army that had been trained for a long time and reorganized it into a formal army, obviously preparing for the next full-scale war.

   At five in the morning, the paratroopers landed and started to control the surrounding strategic points with light equipment. In a pre-planned open space, a large number of flying freewheels and flying Casablanca **** aircraft carriers landed.

   In addition to a large number of infantrymen, heavy equipment such as tanks and even humanoid mechas were unloaded from the wide open hatch of the ship.

   This is the dynamic of the large force, and the exercise is a large-scale airborne operation.

   In fact, the forward sand sculpture players have already started to make trouble.

   As soon as these guys landed, they gathered together, used their space storage bags, and built a fixed version of the [Pipe Organ] rocket launcher...

   (end of this chapter)