nucmednet Chapter 937 Destruction of Osaka
Chapter 937 Destruction of Osaka
At nine o'clock in the evening, the sky seemed to be torn apart. Seventy V2 rockets whistled through the sky, with long tail flames, like the most dazzling meteors in the night sky, but with destructive power, heading straight for Osaka. Each rocket carried a heavy mission, like the sickle of the god of death, they were about to leave an indelible scar on this land.
The rockets were grouped in groups of six, like precise arrows, each locking onto a different target point. Target point number one was the Tsutenkaku Tower in the center of Osaka, a landmark building that symbolizes Osaka's history, and the bustling area surrounding it.
With a deafening roar, six V2 rockets arrived at the target almost simultaneously. Like angry beasts, they opened their bloody mouths and poured out endless flames and destruction. The first rocket hit the top of the Tsutenkaku Tower, instantly causing a spectacular explosion.
Flames and debris flew everywhere, as if a bright meteor bloomed in the night sky, but this beauty came with deadly danger.
Soon after, the remaining five rockets also hit the target one after another. Each rocket was like a small nuclear bomb, releasing huge energy. The Tsutenkaku Tower trembled and shook in the continuous explosions, and finally collapsed under the heavy load. Its collapse was like the end of an era, and it also foreshadowed that the city of Osaka was about to face an unprecedented disaster.
As the tower collapsed, nearby houses collapsed like dominoes, and large sections of buildings were engulfed in a raging sea of fire. The flames devoured everything wantonly, illuminating the night sky as bright as day. Thick smoke billowed, covering the sky and the sun, and the air was filled with a pungent smell of burning.
On the ground, there appeared huge shell craters with a diameter of 200 meters and a depth of more than 10 meters. These shell craters were like scars on the earth. The surrounding land was lifted up by the shock wave generated by the explosion, forming deep cracks.
In the darkness of the night, the skyline of Osaka was pierced by blinding flashes of fire. Those were six V2 rockets with destructive power, like a punishment from heaven, heading straight for the castle tower, the ancient landmark in the center of Osaka.
The castle tower, this majestic building that carries the memory and glory of the Fuso Warring States Period, has now become a victim of this war, and its fate is about to end in fire and smoke.
As the core building of the territories of the major ethnic groups during the Warring States Period in Fuso, the castle tower is not only a fortress of military defense, but also a symbol of power. With its unique architectural style, exquisite craftsmanship and long historical background, it has become an important cultural heritage of Osaka and even the entire Fuso country.
The towering castle tower, with its solid stone walls, delicate wooden structure and gorgeous roof, has witnessed countless historical changes and wars. However, on this sleepless night, it is about to face an unprecedented catastrophe.
Six V2 rockets arrived over the castle tower at almost the same time. Their arrival was like the sentence of the god of death, foreshadowing the fate of this ancient building. The first rocket drew a dazzling trajectory in the sky, and then hit the tower of the castle tower hard, instantly causing a violent explosion.
Soon after, the remaining five rockets also hit the target. Each rocket was like a small nuclear bomb, releasing huge energy, destroying the towers, walls and roofs of the castle tower one by one.
Amid the continuous explosions, the tower of the castle tower began to tilt, and finally collapsed under the heavy load. This building, which had witnessed countless glories and honors, now disappeared in the flames and smoke, leaving only ruins and smoke.
Late at night, Osaka Castle seemed to be caught in a doomsday catastrophe. Twelve carefully selected target points were like being mercilessly pressed the button of destruction by the hand of fate. Almost at the same time, violent explosions and blazing flames completely engulfed the entire city.
These target points not only include key military and political locations such as garrison camps and government centers, but also cover many other important infrastructure and residential areas in the city. It is like an invisible net of death that tightly shrouds the entire Osaka Castle.
In the military camp, the 2 reserve soldiers who had just been urgently mobilized still had the nervousness and uneasiness of their first arrival on their faces. However, before they had a chance to react, the V rockets falling from the sky were like the scythe of the god of death, ruthlessly reaping them.
At the moment of the explosion, flames shot up into the sky and smoke filled the military camp. The soldiers' figures instantly disappeared in the flames and turned into ashes without even being able to utter a scream.
At the same time, the government center of Osaka Castle also suffered a fatal blow. The shock wave generated by the explosion flattened the entire building, and the surrounding buildings were not spared, collapsing one after another, and smoke and dust rose everywhere, as if the whole world was collapsing at this moment.
The officials and staff in the government service center were ruthlessly swallowed up at the moment of the explosion. Their lives and dreams were destroyed along with the building.
The entire city of Osaka seemed to be trapped in an inescapable nightmare. Explosions continued one after another, and the flames illuminated the night sky and the faces of people in fear and despair. Countless people panicked and ran from their homes, shops, and streets to the streets, trying to escape the clutches of this disaster. However, a new round of explosions was like a ruthless death, swallowing them up again and again. On the streets, people's screams and cries intertwined with the roar of explosions, forming a tragic doomsday picture.
In this war-torn land, the former prosperity and beauty of Osaka Castle has disappeared, replaced by ruins, smoke and despair.
In the command center of the missile base, Yuan Chong held the phone tightly, his eyes revealing an indescribable coldness.
"Prepare to begin the second round of long-range strikes." Yuan Chong's voice was calm and powerful, and his words were like an icy blade, cutting through the tense and silent atmosphere in the command room.
The soldiers acted quickly. They operated the launch devices skillfully, sending missiles into the launch orbit, preparing for the next round of battle.
With Yuan Chong's order, the second round of long-range strikes officially began. This time, the missiles were more accurate. Like messengers of death, they flew mercilessly towards the remaining important targets in Osaka Castle. In the sky, streaks of fire cut through the night sky, carrying destructive power, and once again shrouded the entire city in the shadow of death.
After three consecutive long-range fire coverage, the entire Osaka Castle has almost been completely reduced to ruins. The once prosperous streets, towering buildings, and bustling crowds have now been devoured by the ruthless flames of war. The ruins of the city are filled with the pungent smell of gunpowder and burning, making people feel suffocated.
In this ruin, countless people were buried. Their lives were as insignificant as ants in the cruelty of war, being ruthlessly crushed and devoured.