Warlords: Rising from the Northwest Border and Sweeping Across the Powers

Chapter 904 Intercepting the Paratrooper Squadron

In the sky, the flying bird formation was rapidly approaching the enemy convoy like a black ghost, and the formation leader Shuke was staring at the target below that was gradually becoming clearer.

"Attention all aircraft, prepare to enter the combat area!" Shuke issued instructions to the formation members through the encrypted communication channel.

Every fighter in the formation responded quickly, adjusted its flight attitude, and prepared to enter the best attack position.

"Turn on the electronic jamming system, full frequency coverage, paralyze the enemy's communication and navigation equipment!" Shuke issued another order, his tone revealing unquestionable determination. The pilots quickly pressed the button, and the onboard electronic jamming equipment was instantly activated. Powerful electromagnetic waves surged to the ground like a tide, instantly covering the area where the enemy convoy was located.

"Received, electronic jamming has been activated, and enemy communications are showing signs of serious interference!" A pilot reported through the communication channel with a hint of excitement in his voice.

"Very good, maintain the intensity of interference to create favorable conditions for interception operations." Shuke nodded in response, while staring at the radar image on the screen, analyzing the enemy's reaction.

As the electronic jamming continued, the enemy convoy began to become chaotic, with vehicles slowing down and stopping one after another. The drivers tried to reestablish communication, but to no avail. This was exactly what Shuke was expecting, and he knew that this was the best time to launch an interception.

"Attention, all aircraft, prepare to launch an interception attack, targeting the enemy's command vehicles and heavy equipment!"

In the sky, the formation of flying birds was like black arrows driven by the strong wind, cutting through the sky and swooping down towards the enemy convoy with the force of thunder.

Formation leader Shuke was in command, his eyes as sharp as torches, staring at the chaotic battlefield below. Not a single subtle change escaped his keen observation.

In the middle of the convoy, a high-end bulletproof command vehicle, "Sakura Snow", shining with a special luster, is particularly eye-catching. It is not only a mobile fortress on the battlefield, but also a symbol of the status of senior officials of the Fuso Empire.

Shuke's mind moved, and he quickly analyzed the situation. He realized that there might be important prisoners of war hidden in the car, whose value far exceeded the results that could be achieved by destroying it.

"Attention, all aircraft, adjust your attack targets!" Shuke issued new instructions to the formation members through the encrypted communication channel, "The 'Sakura Snow' command vehicle in the center of the convoy is our non-attack target. We need to make sure it is intact, and at the same time, prepare for a special mission."

Upon hearing this, the members of the formation adjusted their flying posture. The missiles and machine guns originally aimed at "Sakura Snow" turned to other targets and adopted more cautious harassment and suppression tactics to create favorable conditions for the next action.

"Transport plane, confirm the readiness of the paratrooper team!" Shuke turned to the other side of the communication channel and asked the transport plane responsible for support.

"Transport plane received, the paratrooper team is ready and prepared to airdrop at any time." The transport plane commander's reply was brief and powerful.

"Very good," Shuke nodded. "When the Asuka formation successfully suppresses the surrounding enemy forces and creates a safe area for 'Sakura Snow', the paratrooper team will immediately drop in with the goal of capturing the senior officials in the car alive. Remember, we want them alive, and we have to ensure their safety."

In the sky, 24 FW190 fighter planes roared past in formation. Like messengers of death, they carried destructive power and launched fierce attacks on enemy vehicles and soldiers on the ground.

"Attention everyone, target locked, prepare for dive attack!" Shuke issued the order through the radio, his voice calm and firm. The FW190 fighter quickly adjusted its attitude, nose down, and dived towards the ground at an astonishing speed.

"Open fire!" Following the order from the formation leader, machine gun bullets rained down like raindrops, instantly engulfing the enemy vehicles and soldiers on the ground in a sea of ​​fire. Explosions rang out one after another, smoke filled the air, and the entire battlefield seemed to be torn apart.

However, the enemy did not sit still and wait for death. The anti-aircraft artillery on the ground responded quickly, and the anti-aircraft artillery shells streaked across the sky and attacked the FW190 fighter plane in the air. At the same time, the enemy soldiers hiding behind the bunkers also picked up their machine guns and fired wildly into the air.

"Avoid! Avoid!" Shuke issued an urgent order, and the FW190 fighter rolled and circled flexibly in the air to avoid attacks from the ground.

The sky was covered by dark clouds, and the cannons of 24 FW190 fighters spewed out blazing flames, forming a web of death, and mercilessly pounced on the Fuso Empire troops on the ground. With the dense sound of "da da da", the trucks below were instantly torn into pieces, and the steel wreckage flew everywhere, like a scarecrow ravaged by the wind.

The soldiers' figures swayed in the hail of bullets, their bodies were torn into pieces by the ravages of machine guns, and some soldiers were even hit by bullets, their bodies torn into pieces and covered in blood. The scene was horrific to watch.

At this desperate moment, the Fuso commander stepped forward and shouted at the top of his lungs: "Fight back! Everyone, use your heavy machine guns to fight back! We can't let these enemies in the sky succeed!"

Under the command of the regiment commander, the Fuso soldiers quickly adjusted their formations. The heavy machine gun group quickly found cover, set up their weapons, aimed at the enemy planes in the air, and began to fire wildly. The bullet chain roared with a "tat-tat-tat" sound, forming dense flames, trying to break through the fighter's defense network. At the same time, the simple air defense units were also urgently mobilized, and the sound of anti-aircraft guns and rocket launchers was heard one after another. Flames streaked across the sky, challenging the enemy planes in the air.

"Keep the formation, be careful to avoid!" The leader of the FW190 fighter planes calmly commanded the team. He knew that the counterattack on the ground had begun and he had to be more cautious. The fighter planes were flexibly maneuvering in the air, sometimes diving, sometimes pulling up, avoiding the artillery fire from the ground.

A medium-sized transport plane hovered steadily in the sky thousands of meters above the ground, like an eagle ready to take off. Inside the cabin, Li An, the captain of the paratrooper squad, held the radio tightly and made the final confirmation with Shuke, the captain of the flying bird formation.

"Captain Shuke, this is Li An. We are ready and waiting for the parachute instruction."

"Li An, are you sure you have locked onto the exact location of Sakura Snow's command vehicle?"

"Confirmed, Sakura Snow's command vehicle is located in the center of the enemy's convoy, and we are monitoring its movements." Li An replied quickly, while signaling the team members around him to check their equipment.

"Very good, the Bird Squadron has cleared the surrounding threats for you, but you still need to be careful of the enemy's counterattack." Shuke reminded.

"Understood. We will proceed with caution." Li An nodded and immediately issued an order to the entire team: "Everyone, pay attention, prepare to parachute! Target - Sakura Snow's command vehicle, capture the enemy's top brass alive!"

Following Li An's order, the door of the transport plane slowly opened, and a strong gust of wind rushed into the cabin. The members of the paratrooper team quickly fastened their straps and sorted out their equipment.

With a clear whistle, they jumped out of the cabin one after another, like warriors descending from the sky, charging towards the target.