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Chapter 503 Sneak attack!

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The pilots of the 9th Squadron of the 49th Fighter Wing, who had just handed their aircraft over to ground crew and were taking a short rest, were approached by Wayne at their temporary barracks.

"Bomb the 76th District fortress? Now?"

The pilots knew they would be going to attack when they were transferred, but they never expected it to happen so soon.

"Sorry, lads, but in order to prevent our enemies from organizing a defense, we must crush them as quickly as possible."

Although Wayne was explaining patiently, his tone clearly left no room for refusal, even though he knew this was not an easy task.

从佛州最南端起飞到76区堡垒直线距离也有3700公里，而F117的航程只有可怜的1700，这意味着至少需要两次空中加油、5个小时以上的长时间飞行。

And because the F117s are so valuable, although they can land in Guyana after completing their bombing missions, they must fly back to their homeland after a short rest.

A quick calculation reveals that this is likely to be another arduous task requiring more than 20 hours of sleepless nights.

Because Wayne doesn't rely on the defense capabilities of the F15 Air Force Base, the F15 can take the risk, but the F117 cannot accept the loss.

The pilots all looked troubled, not because they couldn't complete the mission, but because they knew it would damage their health.

As the world's number one air force, the Imperial Air Force has done bombing missions of 30 to 40 hours over extremely long distances before, but those missions have exceeded the limits of normal human beings and can only be sustained by taking drugs.

Third-class and fourth-class passengers can only consume highly addictive ice, while pilots mainly take "GOPills," a relatively less stimulating stimulant composed of amphetamines and modafinil. Everyone knows that taking that stuff is equivalent to reducing your maximum health bar.

Wayne was well aware of this, and besides promising them long vacations and bonuses, he also gave them a final pep talk:

"To destroy the evil lost empire, we need warriors to step forward!"

……

Tang Wen urgently arranged for the production of the "crocodile" small boat and modified some small U-boats to carry the "crocodile" before falling into a deep sleep.

Just a day earlier, he was planning to modify a handheld computer in an attempt to create a localized mobile internet, but he was immediately forced to work non-stop to arrange the response deployment for the No. 2 air defense tower. It seems he hasn't slept for more than 24 hours.

Meanwhile, both the "Brothers of Justice" and the "Thirteen Shields" kept contacting him, but Tang Wen simply didn't have the energy or time to deal with them. This time, they didn't even give him an AFK announcement and just ignored him.

It was still daytime in Goose City, and Old Zhang was about to discuss the takeover of the Bremerton with Tang Wen when he learned that the latter had just fallen asleep.

The ship girl even carefully made a "shh" gesture:

"Commander hasn't rested all day, come again tomorrow."

Lao Zhang: "..."

He had seen this situation several times before, and he knew in his heart that Tang Wen's actions were not due to indulging in sensual pleasures.

As he spent more time with Tang Wen, he could clearly sense a significant change in Tang Wen's demeanor.

If last year Chu Jian was a young man who could be easily seen through, now, although he still seems somewhat naive, he has clearly developed a special kind of calmness, even indifference, and ruthless decisiveness that only appears in some veteran commanders who have seen blood and experienced war.

Even though Tang Wen usually acts carefree and irreverent, and engages in playful bickering with Li Ka-shing, his unintentional displays of emotion can still send chills down one's spine.

What kind of thing could force such a powerful and wealthy person to stay up all night?
Based on the above speculation, Lao Zhang can roughly conclude that Tang Wen is likely close to, or even belongs to, the core of the Nanyang elite, and the matters he is busy with are probably not so simple. Are there any changes in Nanmei or Antarctica?
……

"General, that's District 76."

Charles climbed an abandoned birdwatcher's tower on a small hill more than ten kilometers from the 76 Marshland.

It was nighttime, and through a low-light night vision telescope, Area 76 was surrounded by small hills and could not be seen directly.

Brigadier General Hunt was also on the bird tower. In fact, after Charles arrived in Caracalla, he even asked to go directly to the outer perimeter of the fortress, but was persuaded not to, and only then did he come to the bird tower as a token gesture.

Colonel William, however, led a scout over there, intending to set up a command post on the back side of Hill 64, which was close to a small river, where a certain number of light infantry could be maintained using small boats and assault boats.

"William hopes to deploy three 105mm cannons on Hill 64 by dismantling the transport system. It is only 7 kilometers away from the fortress, so the cannons can be used to test the counterattack force. Furthermore, Hill 64 can also provide space to assume a high- and low-altitude air defense system composed of Patriot and Avenger missiles."

Charles could find nothing wrong with Hunter's arrangement; it was a steady and methodical approach, gradually probing Hans's true intentions.

The Empire's M101 howitzer weighs just over 2 tons, which is not a big problem to break up the water transport, and fully takes into account the problem of insufficient equipment for the Caracalla.

Currently, with the existing configuration, the caravan can only deploy a maximum of one battalion. Attacking bunkers is a pipe dream, and helicopters dare not rashly deploy in large numbers. All that can be done is small-scale infiltration to gather intelligence.

Three special forces teams skilled in jungle warfare have been dispatched and will gradually gather intelligence...

It's raining.

One second it was fine, barely perceptible rain, and in less than half a minute, raindrops the size of beans were pelting down, almost forming a curtain of rain.

"Let's go down quickly, it's not safe up in the tower."

The attendants quickly led the two generals down the path, and then they all felt a flash of light on their left.

Charles was still processing the deployment plan when he saw a brief flash of light in the pitch-black depths of the distant jungle, as the afterglow from the trees illuminated the low-lying clouds.

Then it flashed again, a third time, a fourth time... a series of bright flashes, until finally the sound of thunder could be heard.

But as soldiers, the two immediately realized that it wasn't thunder, but a bomb! And it was the dull sound characteristic of a heavy bomb, which was so loud that they could hear it from so far away!
"It's District 76!"

Hunter yelled, then realized what was happening:
"It must be Hans who blew up the bunker!"

Charles couldn't sit still any longer. If Hans completed the transfer and blew everything up, the Empire couldn't just end up with a pile of ruins.
If that's the case, Rams will go crazy.

But before he could think of how to stop it, he saw the sky over the 76 swamp continue to light up, flashing like firecrackers with constantly changing brightness.

Meanwhile, the low-altitude clouds kept flashing, and a faint light could be seen above them.

The two were still looking for shelter from the rain to ask William, but soon they heard thunder very close overhead. Looking up, they saw a long ball of fire shooting into the sky—fighter jets, and more than one.

Four Gnat fighter jets were ejected after the anti-aircraft tower was attacked, and soared into the sky to search for the attackers.

(End of this chapter)