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

Chapter 756 Air Raid



Chapter 756 Air Raid

Deep inside the fortress, in a hidden and solid military airport, hundreds of fighter planes and dozens of bombers were neatly lined up on the runway like giant steel eagles ready to take off, their fuselages gleaming with a cold metallic luster in the sun. All around, the security was tight, and the air was filled with a kind of tension and solemnity before a war.

Isoroku Yamamoto, commander of the First Air Division of the Fuso Army, was standing in front of a row of fighter planes, giving an impassioned pre-war mobilization speech to the pilots who were ready to go. He was wearing a neat military uniform and a medal symbolizing honor and responsibility. Every word he said was sonorous and powerful, full of desire for victory and loyalty to the country.

"Everyone, at this moment, our fortress is facing an unprecedented crisis!" The voice of the division commander penetrated the surrounding noise and reached everyone's ears clearly. "The enemy's cannons, like the claws of the devil, have deeply penetrated our defense system, causing immeasurable losses. They threaten our safety and even the glory of the entire empire!"

At this point, the division commander's eyes became extremely resolute. He clenched his fists and continued loudly, "As the empire's sharp blade in the sky, we have the responsibility and ability to stop all this from happening! We must fly these eagles into the sky covered by artillery fire and reduce the enemy's cannons to ruins at all costs!"

The pilots stood straight, with determination and fearlessness in their eyes. They knew that this battle would be extremely difficult, but they knew that they were the last line of defense of the empire and the warriors who defended the Emperor and the dignity of the country.

"Division Commander!" A voice rang out from the crowd, and then hundreds of voices gathered into a torrent, "We are willing to serve the Fuso Empire and His Majesty the Emperor with all our might! No matter if there is a sea of ​​fire or a mountain of swords ahead, we will charge forward without hesitation!"

This sentence was like a battle horn, stirring up the passion and fighting spirit of all the pilots. They took off their flight caps and saluted to the sky, indicating that they were ready to fight at any time.

Following Yamamoto Twenty-Seven's order, hundreds of fighters and bombers in the joint formation instantly started their engines, and the huge roar echoed in the hangar, shaking every inch of space. The hangar door slowly opened, and a beam of sunlight penetrated the clouds, shining on the iron war eagle that was about to spread its wings and soar.

"Hurricane Squadron, ready, request take-off!" The steady voice of the captain of the first fighter squadron came through the headset. Their mission was to act as a pioneer, scout and clear the route to the giant cannon position.

"Permission to take off, keep the formation tight, and pay attention to the enemy's anti-aircraft fire." Yamamoto Twenty-Seven responded quickly. His voice was calm and firm, revealing his professionalism and courage as a commander.

Soon after, the "Rainstorm Squadron" and the "Purple Lightning Squadron" also reported that they were ready. These two squadrons will follow the "Hurricane Squadron" and will be responsible for providing air cover for the bomber squadron and carrying out strike missions against the enemy's ground air defense system.

"Raging Sea Squadron, bomber group, confirm that mounting is complete, prepare to take off and carry out the bombing mission." Finally, the steady and powerful voice of the bomber squadron captain sounded. Their mission was the most difficult, to carry out precise strikes directly on the enemy's giant artillery positions.

Following the command from the tower, the four squadrons slid off the runway one after another and accelerated into the air. In the air, they quickly arranged into a predetermined formation: the "Hurricane Squadron" was in the front, flying in a "V" formation to facilitate rapid maneuvers and reconnaissance; the "Heavy Rain" and "Purple Lightning" squadrons were on both sides, maintaining a high level of alert in a "wedge" formation, ready to respond to emergencies at any time; and the bomber group of the "Raging Sea Squadron" was located at the rear of the formation, using a dense "ladder" formation to ensure the accuracy and power of the bombing.

"Hurricane Squadron, confirm the route is clear, no trace of enemy aircraft found."

"Rainstorm Squadron, locked onto enemy air defense positions, ready to launch first strike."

"Purple Lightning Squadron, received, we will provide all-round cover for the bomber group."

"Raging Sea Squadron, maintain a steady course and prepare to enter the bombing phase."

The communications between the squadrons were frequent and orderly, forming a tight combat network in the air. Yamamoto Twenty-Seven was in the command post, closely monitoring the battlefield situation through the radar screen and real-time communication system, and constantly issuing adjustment instructions to ensure that the entire formation could coordinate efficiently and accurately strike the target.

As the Fuso Air Force quietly approached the edge of the Northwest Army's artillery position, the Second Air Division's ground defense system was operating efficiently, especially the radar monitoring station, which was like a clairvoyant on the battlefield, always alert to any possible threats.

"Report to the commander, the radar has detected a group of UFOs, which are rapidly approaching our cannon positions. We initially determined that they are a group of enemy fighter jets!" The commander of the unit responsible for radar monitoring spoke in a hurried voice and sent detailed data to the command center.

This emergency quickly attracted the attention of the commander. Lieutenant General Roll, an experienced air force commander, immediately raised his head from the tactical map and stared at the light spot on the screen with a sharp gaze. He quickly analyzed the enemy's movements and had already outlined a response strategy in his mind.

"Immediately activate the emergency defense plan, notify the Goshawk Fighter Wing, and prepare to take off to meet the enemy!" Roll's voice was clearly and powerfully conveyed to every relevant unit through the encrypted communication channel. His order was concise and clear, revealing unquestionable authority and decisiveness.

The Goshawk Fighter Wing, as the elite force of the Second Air Division, has always been responsible for defending the airspace. At this time, they received the order and entered the combat state instantly like a cheetah being activated. The pilots quickly put on their equipment and rushed to their respective fighter planes. Every action seemed so skillful and fast.

"Goshawk Squadron, everyone, pay attention, immediately carry out the interception mission, target the enemy fighter group, and make sure to intercept it outside the cannon position!" The commander of the wing conveyed the combat order to each pilot through the internal communication system. His voice was steady and powerful, revealing his firm belief in victory.

As the roar of the engines resounded through the sky again, the Goshawk Fighter Wing took off quickly and adjusted to the best interception position like a group of soaring eagles.

They used advanced radar systems to lock onto the position and dynamics of the enemy's flying formation, and through precise tactical coordination and superb flying skills, they rushed towards the enemy's fighter squadron.

As the Goshawk Fighter Wing took off and approached the enemy fighter group, tense and orderly exchanges were heard in the communication channel. The pilots used professional communication equipment to quickly and accurately transmit information and jointly formulate tactics.

"Goshawk One, this is the wing commander, confirm the enemy's formation composition and prepare to implement a layered interception." The wing commander's voice was calm and clear. He made a quick tactical judgment based on radar data and preliminary observations.

"Goshawk One received the message. The enemy formation includes three types of fighter jets. We will adopt a high-low combination tactic. The high-speed models will be responsible for upper-level interception, while the low-speed but powerful models will look for attack opportunities below." Pilot No. 1 responded quickly.

"Goshawk II, you lead the team to be responsible for the left wing. Use the terrain advantage to conduct a covert approach and find the weak points of the enemy formation." The wing commander continued to issue orders. He knew very well that in air combat, every detail could determine victory or defeat.

"Goshawk II understands. The left wing team is ready and is adjusting its flight posture."

"Goshawk No. 3, you are responsible for monitoring the movements of the enemy bomber groups and making sure they don't take the opportunity to break through our defense lines." The wing commander did not forget to remind the pilots in charge of the air defense mission. He knew that the bomber groups were the real threat to the enemy.

"Goshawk 3 received, enemy bomber group has been locked, maintain alert."


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