My Empire

My Empire Chapter 241

2020-11-03

Chapter 241 241 Strike

Watching the last two Scud missiles take off, a young officer stands in the missile launcher Inside, he asked softly, "If we do this, will we be punished?"

"Why do you say that? As a soldier, you should take killing the enemy as your responsibility. Do you have to let those opponents go? Are you here to kill your comrades?" The middle-aged general in his forties asked rhetorically as he stared at the gradually dissipating white smoke marks left by the missile in the sky with his hands behind his back.

"But, Your Excellency General...use this kind of weapon..." The youngster was still a little worried and explained.

The middle aged general interrupted him and said, "No but! Lieutenant Colonel Signer! No but! Eliminating all enemies for Your Majesty and Alanhill is the meaning of my life! Also, it's you, the meaning of life!"

"Yes! Your Excellency General!" Youngster put away the worried expression just now, raised his chin and stopped talking. Under his gaze, the tracks in the sky gradually faded away.

After a long while, the middle-aged general explained to himself: "Don't think that only Magic Empire people have hatred! We also have it! Mortals have been oppressed and exploited by magicians for thousands of years! Without them How many of our children will not be starved to death? How many of our friends will not be killed?" The general clenched his fists and asked sharply.

His child died in Arrant because of starvation. If it wasn't for the obstruction of Magic Empire, Alanhill would have been able to drive into the Arrant area in the year his son starved to death to improve the living conditions there.

It can be said, or that is what he thought, that the Holy Demon Emperor killed his youngest son.

So, for him, throwing a 1,000,000-ton nuclear weapon at Bellevue could not offset his hatred for the Holy Demon Emperor. If it is operated according to his ideas, every city in the Holy Demon Emperor country should be erased from in this world.

Those splendid cities, those fertile peoples, were built on the hills of blood and corpses through the exploitation of mortals. Every brick and every tile here has the soul of a mortal and the flesh and blood of a mortal.

"I understand, General!" Youngster nodded and replied solemnly. Although he doesn't feel as much as the middle aged general, he still agrees with the general's words.

The scars of hatred can only be washed with blood, he understands this truth. When the grievances are reported, there is no need for a soldier like him to think about it. All he has to do is take revenge and use the weapon in his hand to smooth the hatred for his fellow man.

"Anyway, it is estimated that no one will survive in such an environment...isn't it?" The middle aged general glanced at his subordinates and stated a fact with a blank expression.

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"Of course no one will survive the attack of this weapon, this is a super weapon just developed by our chemists at Alanhill, the scientific name is: ' S-(2-diisopropylaminoethyl)-methylthiophosphonic acid ethyl ester'." In another command, a technician in a white coat proudly explained to the generals in front of him.

He held a nice-looking glass ball in his hand, shook it in front of several people and said, "As long as I drop this thing on the ground, you won't even have time to wear a gas mask, He will fall to the ground and struggle to die."

While speaking, he also threw the glass ball up and caught it with his hands. During his series of actions, all the generals standing in the room turned pale with fright and dared not question any of his actions.

After all, these generals are also afraid that the other party accidentally dropped the glass ball in his hand to the ground...

There are many lunatics in this empire, and the one in front of them The man in the white coat is undoubtedly the most terrifying of these lunatics. He is an expert in the Empire's chemical weapons, and the things in charge of research are very secret and very dangerous.

I heard that someone died tragically in the office because of a weapon leak. Many people know that in a quarantine area of the Dothan Empire, there is an unknown mysterious unit. All have a hideous deformed skeleton as a sign of danger.

"Actually, the chemical name of this thing is too long, I don't want to talk about it myself, but it also has a shorter and more mysterious name, VX nerve poison qi!" The bridge of the nose Holding a monocle, the gray-haired old fogey had a smile on his face, and kept throwing the yellow glass ball that made people trembling in fear.

In everyone's eyes, he threw the glass ball high into the sky, and then retracted his palm: "Now, if this glass ball is real... everyone is already dead !"

The glass ball fell to the ground in his voice and fell into a powder. Crystal fragments splashed everywhere, and the liquid inside naked eye visibly evaporated into the air.

Everyone stayed where they were because they felt it was too late to run away. It's not that they don't want to run, it's that their legs are shaking so much that they keep calling.

However, at this time, the lunatic in the white coat laughed heartily and said to everyone with a smile: "Okay, everyone, the storage environment of VXpoison qi is much more severe than you think. , so this one in my hand is just an alcohol glass ball!"

In the eyes of wanting to kill him, the scientific madman twisted his neck twice and walked out of the air force front line with his hands in his pockets Command. While walking, he complained: "It's boring! Don't people here know what humor is?"

What do you call humor? A group of officers glared at the bastard's back, and kept sending him out of the headquarters crowded with generals and colonels.

When the seemingly crazy tech tycoon walked away, a general swallowed his saliva and said: "It seems that the soldiers of the Holy Demon Emperor near the San Lunos Bridge will not be alive. Is it?"

"There is a high probability that they will all be killed in place by poison qi." Another air force commander squinted at the general who asked the question and replied.

"However, there should be a lot of puppet soldiers there. These puppet soldiers probably won't be eliminated by poison qi." The third person who spoke was an intelligence officer, who pointed to the map beside the map. An intelligence document, introduced: "About 1,000 puppets are stationed around there..."

"After about twenty minutes, there will be only puppet soldiers left!" Looking at the broken glass ball underfoot, the head said, "I never thought that we could kill people by means more terrifying than magic."

"Yes, we can Faster and more decent killing can also be more cruel and bloody wreckage..." A general said.

"Of course, from my point of view, the faster and more respectable we kill, the closer we are to victory." come like.

If you count the nuclear bombs, the air force under his command may be more powerful than all the armies used in all the wars that human beings have experienced in the past combined. With just a few dozen nukes, he can destroy a country.

A few anti-aircraft artillerymen from the Holy Demon Emperor were yawning lazily next to the high-raised anti-aircraft guns near the San Lunos Bridge, which was waiting for them.

Although the battle situation on the front line was not so smooth, the soldiers who were responsible for the air defense mission in the rear were still relatively safe. They don't have to face the terrifying army of Alanhill, they just need to be stationed in a safe place.

This is definitely a good job for the Holy Demon Emperor, which has a high death rate in the front line. Unfortunately, I heard that Kadom has been surrounded, and they are getting closer and closer to the front line.

Fortunately, there is a huge city ahead, Ludnar, the second largest city of the Holy Demon Emperor. Fortunately, these days, they have seen countless puppet soldiers passing through this bridge and heading for the increasingly tight line of defense.

Countless puppet soldiers still fill the bridge deck. The puppet soldiers walked across the bridge in groups and rushed in the direction of Alanhill's troops.

"If it weren't for so many anti-aircraft guns on our side, maybe those Alanhill people would have sent bombers to bomb here." Staring at the 130mm anti-aircraft gun beside him, a soldier from the Holy Demon Emperor country He exclaimed proudly.

The anti-aircraft artillery in front of them is a machine tool provided by Alanhill from the Holy Demon Emperor, which was improved with great effort. It has a large caliber and a very high shooting height. It is effective against B-17 and B. One of the few weapons of the -52 bomber.

With this weapon, they can rest easy here and guard this important bridge.

"Hey! What do you see that is?" Just as he was about to answer his exclamation, the gunner frowned, who was sitting opposite him, stared at the constantly clear black spot in the distance, and asked the man sitting beside him. The subordinate said.

The subordinate rubbed his eyes, and then he could see clearly that the flying little black spot was a bigger and bigger "black spot"!

"That's a bomb!" Seeing what was flying over, the subordinate exclaimed loudly: "That's a bomb!"

In his terrified cries, the Scud's warhead suddenly exploded and scattered into dozens of small bombs. The bombs were scattered in the sky and scattered over an area of nearly two kilometers.

Immediately following, the second missile also scattered in the sky, and countless bombs also scattered, falling from the sky, covering a military camp not far away, and dozens of doors on the air defense position. anti-aircraft guns.

Under everyone's terrified eyes, the bombs rained down like a rustling sound. Those bombs, which were about the thickness of an arm and about the same length, scattered inside the missile unit and fell to the densely packed. A position full of anti-aircraft guns.

Then the explosions started like this. The continuous explosions were one after the other, as if they were about to plough the land, and spread rapidly from one side to the other.

These poor anti-aircraft gunners from the Holy Demon Emperor didn't have time to dodge, they were enveloped by the thick smoke from the bomb, and the silhouette was blurred in the constantly churning black smoke.

Cluster bombs are a very useful weapon for destroying large areas of Defensive Array land. I saw that these bombs covered everything nearby like a carpet, extending from the side of the bridge to the other side of the bridge.

The next second, the magical defense barrier on the bridge lit up, and the dazzling light shook in the explosion. The huge vibration shook the entire bridge, shaking as if it was about to collapse.

The puppet soldiers who were still crossing the river on the bridge swayed with the trembling of the bridge, and many puppets on the edge even turned directly into the river and fell into pieces.

Then, the cluster bombs that spread into the river stirred up the water column one by one higher than the bridge in the river, and in the deafening explosion, some gravel and rubble fell from the San Lunos Bridge. , but did not collapse.

In the plume of smoke from the explosion, the magical defense barrier that had been shining brightly had dimmed. As a magical defensive barrier to defend this bridge, it has collapsed and shattered, and it can no longer play a defensive role.

Where the explosion had gone, the soft soil was broken away from it. The gunner of the anti-aircraft gun who was the first to spot the missile coming from afar, covered in dirt, slapped his clothes, mutter incantations, and greeted the parents of the distant Alanhill enemy.

Amidst the rising and rolling smoke, the two last fired Scud ballistic missile warheads shattered in the air, and countless yellow fist-sized glass balls shattered in the air, or fell to the ground, inside. The liquid disappeared into the air in an instant.

"Hey, are you all right?" The gunner didn't see the warhead with a much smaller sound than the explosion just now. He lowered his head and was pulling up a cluster bomb that also didn't die just now. attacking subordinates.

The subordinate called the head, and before he could speak, he saw the gunner who was pulling him up, hunched over and retched.

He wanted to help Papa Papa, but suddenly he felt something twisting in his mouth, and his stomach began to churn. Unable to hold back for a while, he also lay on the sandbag for concealment, stuck out his tongue and vomited: "vomit..."

When he vomited a lot of gastric juice and felt that he could barely hold back his vomiting, He struggled to turn back and found that his gunner was already sitting next to the anti-aircraft gun, his facial features twisted in pain.

The artilleryman wanted to speak, but found that his mouth had no feeling. He tried to extend the hand to grab something, but he couldn't lift his arm at all.

In his desperate eyes, the familiar gunner in front of him was already leaning on the icy shield of the anti-aircraft gun, without making any sound.

The gunner, who has no strength to struggle and feels that he has lost all his intuition, can only sit down on the sandbag and quietly wait for the darkness to completely erode him.

A puppet with a broken arm staggered past the two gradually freezing corpses, turned his head to look at it, and staggered into the distance again.

(end of this chapter)