flstandardbreds Chapter 368 Fireworks over Er City 1
Chapter 368 Fireworks over Er City 1
Outside the cave. Bellena and the others were so shocked by what they saw that their jaws nearly dropped.
Before they could even react, a second fireball rose from the nearby forest, then a third, a fourth... and a seventh.
When the seven anti-aircraft missiles completely disappeared from the sight of Bellena and her group.
In the starlit night sky, only seven trails of smoke stretched across the sky, proving to them that what they had just seen was not their imagination.
At this time, the Japanese Kamikaze squadron had reached the airspace above Ershi city, less than 5 kilometers away from the west gate.
Once Tanabe Chaoxiong saw that the squadron had arrived near the west gate of Ershi City, he immediately gave orders to the squadron via the airborne radio.
"Everyone, disperse and search, target: west of Er City..."
"Nani? What is that?"
"Am I seeing things? How can there be a fireball in the sky?"
"Squad leader, look to the west!!!"
Before Tanabe Tsushio could finish speaking, he was interrupted by the chatter of his subordinates over the radio.
Before Tanabe Tsuyoshi could reprimand his subordinates for interrupting him, he looked up and gazed westward towards Ershi City.
Before their eyes came seven fireballs of varying distances, trailing long flames as they hurtled toward their squadron at high speed.
The nearest fireball has already flown into Er City, less than 4 kilometers away from them.
Moreover, judging from the fireball's trajectory, it was clearly going to pass through the current location of their own squadron.
At this moment, Tanabe Tsuyoshi felt a surge of unease as he watched the seven fireballs rapidly approaching his position.
He even had a gut feeling that the seven fireballs were aimed at their Kamikaze squadron.
Tanabe Chaoxiong couldn't help but think of the five Imperial fighters that were inexplicably shot down a while ago in the southwest of Er City while chasing a Xiong Kingdom transport plane.
And isn't my current location in Er City?
That fireball in front of us... it's a cannonball!!!
Upon realizing this, Tanabe Tsuyoshi was so frightened by the thought that he immediately gave an order via radio.
"Scatter!!! Scatter!!! Get out of the way of these fireballs!"
The other Japanese soldiers in the Kamikaze squadron also noticed something was wrong with the fireballs as they got closer.
In the few seconds they were in a daze, all the fireballs had already flown past the west gate of Er City. With their cruising speed, the nearest fireball was less than 1 kilometer away from them.
Upon hearing Tanabe Tsushio's somewhat distorted shouts through their headsets, none of them dared to hesitate any longer. They quickly manipulated the control sticks of their fighter jets, flying left and right to make way for the fireballs.
To make it easier to observe what these fireballs actually were, Tanabe Tsuyoshi chose to raise the height.
At the same time, he took out a pair of binoculars from the side of the cockpit, preparing to take a closer look at what these fireballs were.
However, before he could even raise his binoculars, he heard terrified screams from his men over the radio.
"Squad Leader, accelerate! A fireball is heading straight for you!!!"
"Nani??"
Tanabe Tsushio even doubted if he had misheard. He had just gained more than 200 meters in altitude, and he was certain that he had avoided the fireball's flight path.
How could that fireball possibly still be flying towards him?
However, the cautious Tanabe Tsuyoshi instinctively accelerated the plane while tilting his head to look down to his left through the porthole.
But that one glance almost scared the soul out of him.
Less than 30 meters below his plane, he saw a shell, which looked like an elongated version of a cannonball, flying at high speed toward his position.
Tanabe Tsuyoshi's mind was blank. His body's instincts made him push the plane to its maximum speed and pull the control stick, quickly changing course to the right.
But it was too late.
"Boom!!!"
The residents of Ershi, who had already been awakened by the roar of Japanese planes, were still confused about what was happening when they were startled by a huge explosion in the night sky.
"The squadron leader's plane exploded!!"
"What is that fireball?! How can it curve?!"
"Too fast!!! Parachute!! Quick!"
"Boom boom boom..."
Following Tanabe Michio's fiery ascent, seven more Japanese planes followed in his footsteps, turning into large fireballs.
Perhaps it was the intense bromance among the Japanese soldiers, but four Japanese planes did not scatter and escape until their deaths, and were hit by two anti-aircraft missiles, achieving a double kill.
West Gate of Er City.
At this moment, Jiang Qing and the commanders of the Second and Third Regiments of the Zhanxiong Division were watching the spectacular fireworks display over Ershi City through binoculars.
"Chief of Staff Jiang, these fireballs should be the anti-aircraft missiles that the junior division commander mentioned, but they look like enlarged versions of the Qianwei-4 missiles that the junior division commander provided to us. However, their power is really impressive."
The speaker was He Lewei, the newly appointed commander of the Second Regiment, a burly man in his early thirties from the eastern province.
Zhou Xiangjin, the commander of the Third Regiment, chimed in.
"Yes, and the missiles are like they have eyes; these Japanese planes can't escape even if they want to."
"Alright, let's stop discussing it now. The Japanese will probably be giving us work to do soon."
After putting down his binoculars, Jiang Qing spoke to the two people beside him.
At the same time, he glanced subtly at the two grim-faced Japanese officers on the city wall.
Then he spoke to his adjutant beside him.
"Lead the team to the crash site of the Japanese plane to see if any civilians were injured, and don't give the Japanese a chance to find fault. They won't be able to gloat for long. Now that the supplies have arrived, our plan will officially begin."
"Yes!"
Upon hearing Jiang Qing's words, the adjutant beside him unconsciously touched the area in his breast pocket.
A murderous glint flashed in his eyes, and then he strode towards the barracks to complete the task assigned by Jiang Qing.
At this moment, in the night sky above Ershi, there were 12 menacing Japanese planes.
There are now only 4 aircraft left, one of which has black smoke coming out of its engine, clearly affected by the explosion of its companion aircraft.
"Rukawa, fly back to the Northern Province Fortress immediately and report the intelligence here to the captain."
Chuanze, your plane is doomed. Fly it outside the city and parachute out.
"Murachi-kun, let's follow the trail left by these weapons..."
"Run!!!!!"
Before the Japanese captain, Ibe Maru, could finish giving his orders, four more fireballs flew in from a distance.
Having just personally experienced the terror of those fireballs, Inobe Maru dared not linger there any longer.
He immediately pulled the control stick and turned the plane around, heading east of the city.
But the speed of the Japanese fighter jets could match the speed of missiles.
The first aircraft caught up was the one belonging to Kawasawa Sankaku, whose engine had malfunctioned.
At this moment, Kawasawa Sanjuku realized that he couldn't escape. He glanced back at the cannonball with eyes that was less than 1 kilometer away from him, and Kawasawa Sanjuku didn't care whether he was in the city or not.
He opened the overhead window and quickly jumped off the plane.
After losing control of the aircraft, which had its engine damaged, the plane immediately began to glide and plummet downwards.
As luck would have it, the plane was pointing directly at the Japanese headquarters, which was located not far away in the eastern part of the city.
The Japanese soldiers on the top floor of the headquarters also noticed the unusual activity of the Imperial plane billowing thick smoke.
Watching this seemingly out-of-control Imperial aircraft fly straight and blankly toward the command headquarters.
The Japanese soldiers on the rooftop were terrified.
They no longer cared whether there were any of their own people left above them.
With a command from the commander of the anti-aircraft machine gun squadron on the rooftop.
Ten anti-aircraft machine guns on the rooftops of the headquarters spat out fierce firepower at the Imperial plane billowing thick smoke.