The Fourth Calamity never believed in the steel torrent!

Chapter 189 General Ron: The Air Force Has Ruined Me!
From the player's perspective, these metal nails seem to have some kind of special effect, creating a shower of light when they are thrown out, which looks very spectacular.

However, Black Hawk soldiers cannot see this special effect as seen by players, and even if they could, they wouldn't find it spectacular.

After all, these metal nails were specifically designed to take their lives!
The dense array of metal nails easily pierced through the wooden planks of the roof, piercing the body of the officer hiding inside the house, turning him into a sieve almost instantly.

Then, the explosives inside these metal ingots suddenly detonated due to pressure, further blasting the officer into countless pieces, leaving him in the most fragmented state imaginable.

It wasn't until he was pierced by metal nails that the officer began to wonder before he died—how had the enemy found him?

He was hiding in this house, with absolutely no way to expose himself, and houses like this were everywhere in the whole town.

Was he really that unlucky, getting hit so easily?

In fact, it can't be said that he was unlucky. After all, players can see the red dot marked above the house by using the special ability of signal flares to locate enemies.

However, his luck wasn't exactly good either, because players could only tell where the enemies were below by these red dots, but they couldn't see the enemies' specific identities.

Whether it's soldiers, officers, or armored vehicles, all these different units are displayed equally to the player, appearing as insignificant little red dots that look very rudimentary.

However, for players, they don't need to worry about the amount of ammunition they carry anyway, so they can just shoot wherever there are enemies.
Hitting one is profitable, hitting two is even more profitable!

Under such air raids, the Black Hawk troops, completely unprepared, suffered heavy losses instantly. Countless soldiers were killed by machine guns or by metal nails falling from the sky without knowing why.

Anti-aircraft firepower was also continuously deployed in the counterattack, such as several anti-aircraft gun emplacements that were initially set up on the outskirts of the town, and machine guns that were urgently mounted on rooftops.

Although the Cambrian Empire, which the Black Hawk Empire is currently fighting, does not have much air power and would generally find it difficult to defeat the Black Hawk Empire in air combat, they still seem to attach great importance to air defense.

Within this motorized infantry division, there was an entire anti-aircraft battalion equipped with a large number of anti-aircraft guns, containing all types of anti-aircraft artillery.

In addition to the conventional anti-aircraft guns that had already been put into use, they also had several large-caliber 88mm anti-aircraft guns. However, because the guns were too slow to be fixed and adjusted, they were not able to put them into use immediately.

Of course, this also reflects that they never expected to be attacked by air.

If they had anticipated the air raids, they would have had no choice but to set up their large-caliber anti-aircraft guns in advance!

Although the bombers were relatively slow and were left behind by the fighters ahead, they eventually caught up.

At other times, bombers might actually lose track of the fighters ahead by accident, because it's too dark now.

Without night radar or night vision devices, even with enhanced eyes that are not limited by darkness, it is difficult for players to see fighter jets flying many kilometers away.

But it doesn't matter. The fighter jets in front used reconnaissance skills as they flew, constantly dropping flares and marking any potential enemies below.

These signal flares also became an important means for bombers to identify the direction of fighter jets ahead. They only needed to see where a signal flare was suddenly fired to know where their teammates' planes were.

When these bombers arrived, the motorized infantry division truly encountered a terrible nightmare.

The main bomber used by players in this game is equipped with four 50-kilogram bombs and two 250-kilogram bombs.

In addition, the bomber also had dedicated gunners and machine gunners, who could help the bomber defend against enemies in the air and also fire at the ground.

When the bombers unleash their bombs on the buildings below, the Black Hawk soldiers' nightmare begins.

With a deafening roar, they felt the ground around them tremble, and a large wave of air rushed towards them.

Although these bombs may not seem particularly large, they are actually more powerful than heavy artillery shells, creating a large crater when they hit the ground.

Even if you weren't hit by a bomb on the spot, the flying shrapnel, shockwaves, and debris would be enough to kill you, not to mention the chaos it would create in the dark.

Even if the soldiers of the Black Hawk Empire are indeed battle-hardened elite troops, they cannot completely guarantee that there will be no chaos in the dark.

Fear, in particular, is contagious. Once one person experiences fear, they immediately transmit that emotion to others, plunging the town into further chaos.

Because of the fighter jets that had cleared the way, the ground-based anti-aircraft firepower had weakened considerably, and most anti-aircraft guns were now targeting the fighter jets that had been flying around erratically.

When the bombers arrived again, the anti-aircraft guns immediately adjusted their direction and aimed at the larger aircraft.

However, because the bombers were at a higher altitude and were more concealed, most anti-aircraft guns did not actually detect them!
Even though they had turned on all the searchlights on the position, the number of searchlights carried by their air defense unit was still limited.

With only these limited searchlights, they could only illuminate a small area of ​​the sky and occasionally spot a few unlucky bombers.

But expecting them to detect all the bombers in the sky is undoubtedly asking too much.

Especially when players use bombers, their formations are completely different from normal bomber formations because players don't care about formations at all.

The vast majority of players are those who only care about having fun themselves and don't care about anyone else, since they play games to entertain themselves.

Moreover, there was no need for them to form a formation, because they had not encountered any attacks from enemy night fighters, and the enemy air force had not yet been deployed.

However, if the purpose is simply to deal with ground-based anti-aircraft guns, dispersing the aircraft group would actually further reduce the hit rate of the anti-aircraft guns.

Boom boom!
As a slightly peculiar burst of gunfire suddenly rang out, the gunner at the nose of a bomber was operating a high-explosive cannon, trying to strike enemy anti-aircraft guns on the ground.

By this point in the battle, the enemy had already set up 88mm anti-aircraft guns, and one unlucky player had been shot down by one of them.

Large-caliber anti-aircraft guns like these might be too much for attacking airships protected by void shields in this world; they could only rely on dense firepower to wear them down.

However, if it were just a bomber with no protection, a large-caliber anti-aircraft gun like this would be almost one-shotted.

That's why players immediately shifted their aggro to these anti-aircraft guns, especially since these guns made a lot of noise when they fired, making them very conspicuous when viewed from the sky.

Under normal circumstances, it would have been difficult for biplane bombers from World War I to perform dive bombing because these bombers did not have sufficient strength and could easily fail to pull up, or even disintegrate during the climb.

However, for the players, the bombers they use have all been digitized to a certain extent, so they don't have any weaknesses in this regard.

Unless you do anything particularly outrageous, such as deliberately crashing the bomber into the ground, it's virtually impossible for a player to accidentally damage the plane while piloting it.

Thus, to the astonishment of a group of Black Hawk soldiers, the not-so-small biplane bomber swooped down on them, its high-explosive cannons in the nose spewing flames and destroying their anti-aircraft gun positions.

Immediately afterward, before they could escape from the destroyed position, a barrage of bombs was dropped by the bomber, sending all the soldiers in front of them flying.

Some soldiers who narrowly escaped death were so badly shaken that they coughed up blood, but none of them died on the spot. They looked at the bomber in front of them with incredulous eyes.

He couldn't understand what deep-seated hatred this plane had for him and the others.
Why are they still throwing bombs at them when the anti-aircraft guns have already been destroyed?

Shouldn't a bomb with such power be used to destroy key targets within the unit, such as the command post? Why is it being wasted on these lowly soldiers?
"Damn it, I don't understand, how many bombs can these aircraft carry?"

"Explosions are happening everywhere, bombs are falling from the sky everywhere, I feel like the enemy is never going to stop!"

In an underground wine cellar that had been temporarily used as a shelter, the division commander and a group of other high-ranking officers of the infantry division hid inside, listening with fear to the constant explosions and vibrations coming from above.

The feeling of being trapped in the dark underground, left to die by sheer luck, was unbearable for the group of people before them; they felt as if their hearts were about to leap out of their chests.

And most importantly, how many aircraft attacks have they encountered so far?

They felt as if bombs were raining down on them, endlessly falling from above!
They could hardly imagine how many air force units it would take to drop so many bombs. Had their infantry division become the enemy's primary target?
"Sir, I suspect that the enemy above us might be using some special means, such as spatial magic to carry bombs?"

"If I remember correctly, the Empire once proposed a research project to install spatial teleportation beacons on airships, and then continuously transfer bombs from the rear to the airships to bombard the enemies below!"

"If they have such methods, I think it would explain why we suffered such a large-scale bombing, right?"

One of the staff officers suddenly thought of something and said thoughtfully to the division commander.

"You're overthinking it. It's highly unlikely. Based on my understanding of the Cambrian people, they would never use their precious space mages for something like this. It's too difficult to cultivate space mages!"

"Even if our empire has spared no effort to develop a sufficiently widespread talent detection mechanism, how many space mages has our empire produced over the years?"

The division commander shook his head, thinking that if the Cambrian Empire really possessed such a powerful weapon, they would never have used it on themselves so casually.

To put it bluntly, he was just a minor division commander. What merit did he have to be assigned to such an opponent?
If such an opponent existed, shouldn't the Cambrian Empire have tried to deploy troops to their rear, conduct infiltration operations, or even assassinate their high-ranking officials and emperor?
Hearing this, even the staff officer who had previously proposed the idea became somewhat unsure.

Although he strongly suspected that the enemy was able to carry so many bombs by using some kind of special magic, upon reflection, he also felt that it was indeed unlikely that the enemy would use a space mage in such a situation.

Their Black Hawk Empire's magical technology is already advanced enough, one could even say it's the most advanced in the world.

Even so, creating some spatial devices proved extremely difficult for them.

There's no other reason than that there are simply too few space mages, and even materials related to this are extremely scarce.

Spatial mages have always been a very special school of mages because they need to have an extremely special talent for spatial perception. Only those with such talent can learn this type of spell.

If they don't have this talent, even if you put the spells in front of them and try every teaching method, they still won't be able to figure it out.

If you really want to put it this way, it's like making someone without a tail practice wagging their tail. You explain all sorts of power techniques, but if they don't have those skills, they simply don't have them. How can they use them if they don't have them?
For this reason, even though the empire established an extremely comprehensive magical education system, it was unable to successfully cultivate a large number of space mages.

In addition, due to the lack of sufficient spatial attribute materials, they could only rely on mages to slowly assimilate them using magic, which resulted in an astonishingly high cost for creating spatial teleportation devices.

If it weren't for this, they would have loved to equip each of their airships with this equipment, and then add their advanced shield system, which would turn the airships into aerial fortresses that can attack forever and never crash!

Just as they were discussing, a series of explosions rang in their ears, and what terrified them was that the ceiling of the wine cellar had begun to bend!

Although it wasn't very obvious at first glance, by the light of the diesel lamps, they could only see some slight dents and cracks above their heads.

Even so, they could tell that the wine cellar in front of them was probably about to collapse!
"Something's wrong. We've been discovered! There's an enemy targeting us! How did they find us?"

Just then, the division commander suddenly spoke to the group of people in front of him with some suspicion, casting distrustful glances at the officers in front of him.

He could barely believe that the explosion above them at first might have been a mistaken bomb dropped there accidentally.

The problem is that the bombs above them are becoming increasingly dense, with explosions happening one after another.

Even if it's an accidental explosion, there has to be a limit!

This clearly means someone discovered their location and started bombing them!
But he couldn't understand that the underground wine cellar he was in was very large, so the space he was in was not at the building entrance, but extended quite a distance outwards.

In a small town, the place he was currently in was just an inconspicuous open space, with nothing on the ground.

Therefore, he strongly suspected that there might be a traitor in his team, which was why his position was exposed!

If there were no traitors, why would the other side keep throwing bombs into the open? Did they have too many bombs and just want to hear them make a noise?
Under such scrutiny, the group of Black Hawk officers couldn't help but look at each other with suspicion.

They naturally understood what their teacher meant and found everyone around them suspicious.

Damn it! On the battlefield, what they fear most, compared to a powerful enemy, is encountering a traitor!
A powerful enemy is not scary, because they are confident that they are stronger than anyone else. But if there is a traitor, they will not know what to do. A blade in the back is more deadly than a musket in the chest!

"That's enough. Let's leave here first, and we can talk about any problems later!"

Noticing the awkward atmosphere, the division commander suddenly slammed his hand on the table and said something, while simultaneously wanting to slap himself.

He was a bit flustered by the bombing and his mind wasn't clear, so he brought up this issue at a time like this!

Is now the time to catch the traitor?

Now is the time to work together and escape for our lives!
There's no point in fighting amongst ourselves at a time like this. Once they're buried alive here, even if there are traitors, it won't make a difference.

Moreover, taking advantage of the escape opportunity, he could also observe the actions of these people and see if anyone was using some means to send signals to others.
They certainly couldn't escape through the original cellar entrance; that would be suicide. The bombing overhead was intense, and they'd be blown to bits the moment they went out.

However, it doesn't matter, because the underground wine cellar is large enough that its builders included two exits in the initial design.

They just need to go around and run out through another exit that's farther away!
"Great, we're finally out! I never want to stay underground again!"

An officer emerged from an inconspicuous hut, glanced at the tunnel exit behind him, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

The feeling of being underground and watching bombs fall on your head, almost like waiting to die, was unbearable.

"For the sake of the Emperor, I would rather be blown up on the spot than experience that again!"

Whether it was because his wish to the emperor came true or not, before he could finish speaking, he suddenly heard the whistling sound of a bomb about to fall overhead.

Before he could say anything, two 250-kilogram bombs fell directly on his head, instantly tearing him and a group of Black Hawk senior officers who had just crawled out of the tunnel into an indescribable mosaic.

"That's strange. It's come to this point, doesn't the Black Hawk Empire intend to send its air force to attack us?"

On a bomber, a player was piloting the plane, selecting suitable targets to drop bombs, while asking the other crew members with a hint of curiosity.

In his view, the enemy air force might be delayed in arriving, but they had been bombing here for so long, how come they hadn't seen the enemy air force yet?
Is the enemy's air force mobilization speed really that slow?
Unbeknownst to him, in the rear army group command post, General Ron, the commander of this Black Hawk Empire army group, was practically bombarding his phone lines with calls to the Air Force. "Damn it! You bunch of useless cowards, wimps, cowards! You have tarnished the Emperor's glory!"

"I've called so many times already, why haven't your airships started up yet? Are you waiting for my army to be wiped out?"

General Ron roared angrily, but the reply from the other end of the phone made him completely lose his composure.

"General, I'm sorry, we have done our best to get the airships up and running, but we will need to wait a little longer!"

"As you know, getting an airship to take off is a very difficult task. We need to fill the airship with hydrogen, insert new magic crystals, load suitable bombs and ammunition, and also maintain all the parts of the airship!"

"If we can't get all of this done, we won't be able to get the airship off, so you'll have to wait about an hour and a half..."

Before the Air Force operator on the other end could finish speaking, General Ron angrily hung up the phone.

"Aiya ya ya ya—!"

Hearing General Ron's outburst, the others lowered their heads, pretending they hadn't heard.

It has to be said that General Ron was really furious. He never expected that a perfectly good military operation would turn into such a mess!
A Cambrian army that suddenly rose to prominence held off his armored forces, while his most important mage unit failed to hunt down the enemy's living saint and was instead killed by the enemy's living saint!
If it weren't for these two reasons, he would have completely controlled the situation by now, surrounded the enemy in the city, and allowed the army behind him to cross the bridge.

As for now...

"Inform the troops on the other side of the river, no matter which unit they are, to withdraw immediately and return to the bridge and the south bank of the Luga River as quickly as possible!"

"Damn it! This military operation has failed! We must now bypass them from the east of the Luga River and cut off their lines!"

General Ron didn't know how many men his armored corps would be able to evacuate, but he knew that this battle was the most severe loss his army group had suffered since the start of the war.

He was now somewhat anxious. If his troops suffered too many losses, he might receive orders to retreat and regroup, thus missing the next battle, which would be a heavy blow to his reputation.

Along the way, his army group served as the vanguard, breaking through enemy defenses one after another at the fastest speed, making a remarkable and unstoppable advance.

When it came to the crucial Battle of Petrograd, if his army group was absent, wouldn't all his previous efforts have been for the benefit of other friendly forces?
He had no other choice but to order the troops to withdraw overnight.

As for the troops' fatigue... if all else fails, let the Abyss Mage use magic to stimulate their potential again!
Although he knew very well that repeatedly using such magical enhancements on soldiers could easily cause them to die on the spot, and would also leave them with very serious aftereffects.

But there's no other way now. Rather than worrying about the aftereffects in the future, it's better than them simply dying on the other side, right?

Moreover, the Black Hawk Empire's medical technology is advanced enough that they shouldn't be unable to cure their aftereffects... right?
Thinking about this, General Ron suddenly felt a little insecure.

Because he knew that the aftereffects of mental illness were very troublesome, and that mental damage could not be cured by ordinary medical means.

"Tsk, if all else fails, let's have someone contact our allies in the East!"

"Aren't those guys' so-called 'elixirs' supposed to have amazing effects? Maybe we should give that damn stuff a try..."

General Ron sighed, unsure if his idea would work.

After a series of bombings, the war has dragged on until now, and players have few suitable targets left to attack.

Compared to the previous situation where large areas were bombed at once, all kinds of military vehicles were parked together, and soldiers liked to huddle together, the enemy is now completely dispersed, and many enemies are even hiding underground.

Damn it!

I wonder who exactly put so many underground works in this town?
The bombs they carried were ultimately a bit underpowered. Against enemies hiding underground, only 250-kilogram bombs could be effective; ordinary bombs were not very effective.

But it didn't matter, because in addition to air combat, ground combat also broke out.

It's strange, since they didn't bring any extra troops this time, and no army came to support them from the rear, so where did the ground battle come from?
Even though no one was there to help them, the pilots were able to parachute to safety after their plane was destroyed!
In this game, as long as their pilots are not directly hit by enemy anti-aircraft fire, they can parachute to safety normally.

After parachuting, players won't obediently run to the enemy side to become prisoners. When faced with enemies trying to rush over to capture the pilot, players will mercilessly pull out submachine guns and fire at them.

In the chaos, several Black Hawk soldiers who had hoped to take advantage of the situation were immediately paralyzed by the enemy's submachine gun fire.

"Damn, I don't understand. Isn't that guy a pilot? How does he have such amazing marksmanship?"

"Does the Cambrian Empire really train pilots in marksmanship?"

Two Black Hawk soldiers, hiding behind cover, grimaced and joked as they listened to the bullets whizzing overhead.

Now, they dare not underestimate this pilot anymore; he's just too formidable!

Under normal circumstances, even the most experienced paratroopers should be in a flurry of activity for a while after parachuting and landing.

But after that guy landed, somehow the parachute seemed to detach automatically and land to the side, and he didn't feel any discomfort. He immediately pulled out his submachine gun and fired.

Despite being in complete darkness, his submachine gun fired with incredible accuracy, killing all four soldiers within three seconds!
The remaining three people quickly hid behind a large tree and a stone mill, trembling and praying that someone would come to their aid.

"Don't panic, even if that guy's gun is equipped with a drum magazine, he can't keep firing forever! Once he runs out of bullets, we..."

Just then, the gunfire stopped!

The Black Hawk soldier who was speaking earlier didn't have time to finish his sentence before he jumped out from behind the millstone at top speed, ready to pick up his rifle and give the guy a good whack.

But he had only jumped halfway when he felt a sharp pain in his chest!
Before anyone knew it, the pilot had already rushed behind the millstone, and as soon as he jumped up, he stabbed him with his bayonet.

After taking down one guy with a bayonet, the player took a step back, narrowly avoiding an oncoming dagger, and then thrust the bayonet at him again.

puff!

The Black Hawk soldier, staring in disbelief at the bayonet piercing his heart, slowly collapsed.

What the hell? What kind of weird stuff do you Cambrian Empire pilots practice? How come you're so skilled at bayonet fighting?

Are you planning to fight the enemy with bayonets in the sky?
The last Black Hawk soldier hiding behind a big tree, though unaware of what had happened, heard his comrade's screams.

Although he knew that turning his back to the enemy on the battlefield was the most dangerous thing to do, he couldn't help himself.

Fear gripped his mind, making him instinctively want to run away!

Chu Chu Chu!
A short burst of fire sent the bullet piercing his chest from behind.

The player, who had just reloaded his submachine gun, ran over, looking at the fleeing Black Hawk soldier with some surprise, wondering if he had stumbled upon another Easter egg.
It wasn't just this one player; many pilots who landed on the ground not only weren't killed by the enemy immediately, but they also managed to kill the Black Hawk soldiers who came to surround them!
Immediately afterwards, these soldiers, who could see clearly at night, transformed into top hunters, wielding rifles and cannons as they joined the chaos in the town.

Because of the previous bombing, the town was already in chaos, and the Black Hawk soldiers couldn't tell who was who at night.

But just then, someone suddenly opened fire with a submachine gun in the darkness, which was like setting off a powder keg in the blink of an eye!
Without a second thought, the instinctive reactions honed by battlefield training made these Black Hawk soldiers instinctively raise their guns to retaliate.

However, when they returned fire, they often missed the enemy who had just fired, and instead hit their unfortunate comrades.

For players, unless they are the kind of sneaky snipers who usually play it safe, they generally have the habit of moving while firing.

Therefore, trying to determine their location based on the previous shooting positions is simply asking the impossible.

The Black Hawk soldiers who were betrayed by their teammates had a hard time figuring out whether the shooter was one of their own or the enemy.

Moreover, if someone suddenly shoots at them at this time, shouldn't they think about returning fire immediately?
As a result, many Black Hawk soldiers who couldn't see each other clearly started firing at each other for no apparent reason.

They hid behind haphazard bunkers, barely forming a series of peculiar little camps, while continuously firing at the people on the other side.

They didn't have the sharp eyesight of players, nor did they have bombers taking photos from the sky to mark enemies, so they couldn't see the composition of people dozens of meters away at all.

Therefore, at this moment, the law of the dark jungle descends!
Everyone carries a gun, but they can't see each other's faces.

To avoid being killed, they had no choice but to fire first at the other side, which further fueled the determination of the others to open fire as soon as they saw each other.

One player, looking completely bewildered, asked others in the chat:

"Hey guys, what's going on? Is there a bug in the game? Why are the NPCs killing each other?"

As soon as the chat and screenshots were posted, a bunch of people rushed over with curiosity, trying to figure out what was going on.

Most people suspected that this was probably a bug in the game, and felt that the scene in front of them was worth treasuring and had great collectible value, so they all rushed over to see what was going on.

There were even pilots who didn't even bother flying their planes, just parachuting to the ground to watch the Black Hawk soldiers fight amongst themselves.

However, some speculate that the scene might be due to the Black Hawk soldiers spontaneously combusting.

Although they were very skeptical, wondering if the soldiers in the game should be designed to be so realistic that they even have the ability to bomb camps?
However, it must be said that from a combat perspective, their previous actions were very likely to cause confusion for the enemy, thereby triggering their tense nerves.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, a group of players who loved watching the excitement immediately joined the melee between the two sides.

As soon as they see anyone suddenly start exchanging coded messages, trying to prove their identities, they immediately sneak up to the other side and begin firing.

Seeing this, they realized that the NPCs in front of them had indeed panicked, otherwise they wouldn't have suddenly given the code.

So a group of players, while marveling at the game's attention to detail, also focused on creating drama and making things worse when the excitement died down!
With players taking advantage of the chaos, the Black Hawk soldiers' infighting was completely out of control; even if someone tried to stop, they would be killed instantly.

The constant attacks from enemies in the sky further intensified their fear.

At this moment, the Black Hawk soldiers felt as if they were surrounded by enemies, and what made them most desperate was that they knew very well that a considerable number of them were not enemies, but they just couldn't tell the difference!
Unable to bear the fear and despair in their hearts, some Black Hawk soldiers turned their guns on themselves and chose to commit suicide.

Some people hid themselves in corners, desperately trying to escape by playing dead.

However, the ability of the aircraft in the sky to mark them rendered their feigned death efforts futile.

No matter where they hide and pretend to be dead, players can find their location by following the markers in the dark.

Some players are also tired of the enemies here and want to try flying to a farther place to see what's going on.

Although they were unaware that Andrei had actually intended for them to go out and explore, and to test the boundaries of his air force's operations, this did not prevent them from having the idea of ​​exploring the map.

As they flew, they lost track of where they had flown to.

Some players sensed something moving on the ground and casually threw two flares to mark the area. Soon after, they saw a large number of friendly forces marked.

"You scared me! Which friendly troop's base did they end up in? It doesn't seem to be on our side, does it?"

Seeing the densely packed friendly forces below, the player broke out in a cold sweat. Luckily, he hadn't just opened fire with his machine gun!
Otherwise, if he accidentally kills a teammate, he could get his account banned for a period of time, or even permanently banned!
However, the signal flare he threw startled the Cambrian soldiers on the ground.

Not all units are like Andrei's, able to fight with such confidence against the enemy, nor are all units like the ones players use to blast anti-aircraft guns everywhere.

In previous battles, the Cambrian forces had suffered greatly at the hands of the Black Hawk helicopters, to the point that they were almost developing a phobia of air force pilots.

Upon seeing the commotion overhead, Cambrian soldiers rang the alarm bells without hesitation, instantly waking up a large area of ​​the camp. People immediately ran towards the anti-aircraft guns as fast as they could.

"Holy crap, really? You're that murderous?"

Seeing that their flare had stirred up a hornet's nest, the player quickly ran away.

There's no other way; if he doesn't run away, he'll just have to stay here and take the bombs, and he can't fight back, or he'll be dealt with by the GM.

Damn, if this game could be set up so that if someone attacks them, that person automatically becomes an enemy, wouldn't that be so much more convenient?

While flying around erratically, one of the bombers unknowingly flew onto the bridge controlled by the Black Hawk forces.

At this moment, a large number of Black Hawk soldiers are hurriedly crossing the bridge, preparing to retreat back to the south bank.

Upon hearing the sudden sound of an airplane engine overhead, they were initially stunned, but then immediately sounded the air raid siren.

In the past, they would never have sounded the air raid siren so casually, because with the air superiority they had gained on the battlefield, they were full of confidence and often thought that the air force units flying over were their own people.

The reason they suddenly received the evacuation order was because friendly forces had been subjected to a large-scale bombing by the enemy air force.

At that moment, all the Black Hawk soldiers crossing the bridge became like frightened birds!

"Holy crap, are there really that many enemies here?"

The players sitting in the bomber were stunned when they saw a large number of red dots flashing after they pressed the shutter button.

Good heavens, he's struck gold!

(End of this chapter)