The Fourth Calamity never believed in the steel torrent!

Chapter 191 Fighting a dragon with flies, the air force brothers are heroes!
"Seriously? We were just thinking about how to get the troops trapped on the other side of the bridge back after we blew it up. How come the order has changed to not blow it up?"

After clearing away a few obstacles, Andrei's team arrived at the bridge. Looking at the steel bridge standing on the riverbank and the several craters around it, they couldn't help but complain.

Just now, headquarters sent him a new order by telegram: the original mission to blow up the bridge has been changed to hold the bridge, because an army corps from the other side of the river is very likely to withdraw.

Prior to this, a total of one army group had been besieged by the enemy, but because the enemy's armored corps chose to cross the bridge and launch an extremely risky surprise attack, the encirclement was breached.

After a fierce breakout, one corps of this army group managed to break through and is now retreating towards the Luga Bridge.

Perhaps because the command felt that the infantry corps had a chance of successfully withdrawing, the original combat order was changed from destroying the bridge to holding the bridge and covering the withdrawal of friendly forces.

Andrei could only sigh helplessly at this order.

This is really troublesome. Compared to the original order to destroy the bridge, this order to hold the bridge is much more difficult.

After all, destroying the bridge only requires planting bombs and then blowing them up, but if he chooses to hold the bridge, it means that his troops must stay there and withstand the enemy's fierce attack.

After studying the area for a long time, Andrei couldn't find any particularly suitable terrain for ambush around the bridge. The surrounding area was mostly plains, with at most a woodland, but that woodland wasn't a necessary route for the enemy.

Therefore, if he chooses to stay and hold out in such a place, he can only dig defensive fortifications on the spot and block the enemy on flat ground.

Considering the enemy's armored forces, Andrei felt that this tactic was unreliable.

"Alright, let the soldiers dig defensive fortifications on the spot first, then let the air force brothers handle the cover problem, and use other armored units to hold them off for as long as possible!"

"If all else fails, we can retreat. The explosives were planted in advance, and blowing up the bridge will only take a moment, so it won't cause any delay!"

After thinking it over, Andrei couldn't come up with any particularly good ideas, so he could only have his soldiers dig trenches and other defensive works here to prepare for anti-armor operations.

At the same time, he sent a telegram to the rear command as quickly as possible, requesting that artillery and air force support arrive, and also requesting other armored units to provide support in this direction.

In short, he would accept whatever support was available. Since they wanted to withdraw the troops from the other side of the river, they had to provide sufficient support.

As Andrei's troops began digging trenches and other fortifications on the other side of the bridge and continued to set up anti-aircraft positions, the cavalry division that was positioned in the rear as a strike force had already reached this point.

Looking at the condition of these cavalrymen and the still-dried blood on their sabers, Andrei knew that they must have killed many enemies earlier and were currently in a state of excitement.

Upon glancing at the commander of the cavalry division, Andrei suddenly realized that the commander was actually an old acquaintance of his.

He was the same Colonel Semyon Konstantinovich Mikhailov he had met on the retreat, the one who looked as rugged as Zhang Fei and claimed to be his cavalry instructor.

"Oh, teacher! I didn't expect to see you here! Did you get promoted?"

Upon seeing Mikhailov, Andrei rushed up to shake his hand, fearing that Mikhailov might suddenly give him a cheek kiss.

After this period of training, although he still hasn't quite gotten used to cheek kisses, he has gradually mastered how to deal with them.

It's very simple. If the other person extends their hand to shake hands before they're ready to kiss you on the cheek, they'll basically stop doing so.

After all, it's just a greeting. Do we really have to stick a sticker on each other's hands after shaking hands?

Mikhailov was taken aback by Andrei's enthusiastic manner. After all, in his memory, he had given Andrei a severe beating back in military school, and the guy was terrified of him like a mouse was of a cat.

But then, he had an idea.

It is said that Andrei was hit in the head by a shell and lost his memory. He couldn't remember many things from the past, so it's normal that he forgot what happened back then.

After shaking hands with Andrei, Mikhailov patted him on the shoulder and smiled:

"Hahaha, kid, you're right, I'm now officially a cavalry major general!"

"Sigh, it has to be during wartime. If it were peacetime, I'd probably be stuck at the rank of colonel for life. How could I possibly become a general?"

At this point, Major General Mikhailov couldn't help but sigh.

Although there is only one rank difference between a colonel and a major general, which may seem like a small difference, in reality there is a world of difference!
For colonels, they are still at the level of field officers, but for major generals, they are already generals, which is equivalent to entering the high ranks of the army.

The Cambrian Empire has so many colonels, but only a handful are promoted to general each year. For a colonel like him, who teaches at a school, to get promoted would be a very long time coming.

But now things have become much simpler.

Once the battle began, many experienced generals were killed or wounded, creating a large number of vacant positions.

In order to fill the gaps in the military's command hierarchy, colonels like him, who originally had little chance of promotion, were naturally promoted temporarily.

However, as he said this, he glanced at the rank insignia on Andrei's shoulder and couldn't help but laugh again.

"Haha, don't talk about me like that, your promotion speed is much faster than mine!"

"If I remember correctly, you're only 22 years old this year, right? A 22-year-old lieutenant colonel and regimental commander, your future is simply limitless!"

Andrei blinked. He really didn't know he was 22 years old this year. He only knew that he was still quite young and probably wouldn't be older than 25.

"Alright, that's enough. I'm planning to lead the cavalry division across the river to join Saint Sophia in holding off the enemy forces on the other side. Would you like your troops to come with me?"

As he spoke, Mikhailov glanced intently at the armored vehicles in Andrei's unit.

Andrei shook his head, pointed to the soldiers in his ranks, and said:
"No, teacher, we really don't have many troops left. We lost a lot of men in the last battle, and my troops are mostly infantry, so they can't accompany the cavalry!"

"According to my plan, we will build several lines of defense near the bridge to block as many of their troops as possible. If we can't block them, we'll just blow up the bridge."

Immediately afterward, Andrei glanced at the large number of cavalrymen rapidly crossing the bridge, hesitated for a moment, and then advised Mikhailov in front of him:
"Teacher, if I may be so bold, I don't think your cavalry should be advancing so recklessly!"

"The Empire's cavalry is now outdated. They have neither sufficient firepower nor adequate protection, and they are prone to suffering heavy losses when facing enemy forces."

"If we're sending them to deal with an unsuspecting enemy, launching a surprise attack on these guys might be okay, but if we're sending them to fight a defensive battle, that's definitely not a good idea!"

Honestly, who was the genius who came up with the idea of ​​using cavalry for ambush warfare?

After thinking about it carefully, Andrei realized that his command had been transferred to the Petrograd Front Command. If he remembered correctly, the commander-in-chief of the Petrograd Front was his father.
How could he make such a basic mistake?

Mikhailov was slightly taken aback by Andrei's words.

Although he knew that Andrei was now a completely different person from before, and that he was no longer the good-for-nothing playboy he once was.

He was still somewhat surprised to hear Andrei's words; they didn't sound like something Andrei would say!
"Don't worry, I'm not stupid. Why would I let the cavalry actually engage in a positional battle with the enemy?"

"I will have a portion of the cavalry dismount quickly and convert to infantry to set up a defensive line at a small town directly ahead, while the remaining cavalry will wait for an opportunity to launch a surprise attack from the outside!"

"Moreover, in addition to the cavalry, my troops also have a number of armored units. With the cooperation of these armored units, as long as the timing is right, my men are enough to inflict considerable damage on the enemy!"

Besides that, Mikhailov had some things he didn't tell Andrei.

With their current troop strength, they are truly stretched thin. The new batch of conscripts they are training has not yet reached the battlefield, so the number of troops they can currently deploy is quite limited.

So there was no other way but to bring his cavalry division over to fill the gap, but fortunately the artillery units behind them would catch up soon.

With an artillery division providing support, as long as his cavalry division doesn't wander off and maintains a good rhythm and maneuvering in the attack, they can still function as a light infantry division.

Upon hearing this, Andrei glanced at the armored units in Mikhailov's army and thought they were unreliable.

His team didn't have many armored units; in total, there were only about 50 armored vehicles.

Of these armored vehicles, at least two-thirds were the Incinerator type armored vehicles that he had previously criticized as unreliable.

Flamethrower, massive iron claws, and a strange shield on his back.

If you didn't know better, you'd think this piece of junk was cosplaying as Captain America!
Aside from its own machine gun, this thing has no reliable long-range attack methods. Relying on using such an unreliable mech to fight the enemy is like asking Andrei to hope that the living saint will unleash another "Frozen Thousand Miles" attack.

As for the other type of armored vehicle remaining in this unit, it is the reindeer mech that was previously added to Andrei's team.

That thing's performance on the battlefield was only so-so. It's unclear whether it was because Andrei's recruits were unreliable or because the thing itself was truly incompetent.

Overall, this thing has no advantage over the enemy's Dauntless mechs in terms of either protection or firepower, and its mobility is only average.

Moreover, this thing has another annoying problem: it's designed to be too tall!
Compared to other types of armored vehicles, this thing isn't particularly tall, and can only be described as average.

However, according to Andrei's judgment of tanks, the height of this thing's chassis and turret is abnormally high.

So, this armored vehicle, which has no advantages in any aspect of performance, is made to be so exposed. Isn't it just asking to be used as a target for attack?

Seeing the distrust in Andrei's eyes, Mikhailov knew exactly what he was thinking.

To be honest, he also thought the Empire's armor design bureau was really terrible, designing a bunch of messy and unreliable armored vehicles.

These things may have a striking design and look good in a military parade, but in actual combat, they are simply unreliable.

"Andrei, I've already checked. You have a batch of very good quality armored vehicles at your disposal. If you're just going to leave these armored vehicles on the front lines for defense, that would be a huge waste, wouldn't it?"

"Tell these truck drivers to come with me and join my cavalry in a surprise attack. I guarantee we'll achieve even greater victories!"

"I'll trade you half of my cavalry for all your motor transport troops. All your mobile units will come with me, and we'll launch a satisfying surprise attack!"

After hearing this, and after some hesitation, Andrei finally agreed to Major General Mikhailov's proposal.

Before this, he had indeed considered sending his armored units out to operate independently, because armored units really shouldn't be left on the front lines as fixed artillery positions.

The San Chamon tank is somewhat better; it has a low chassis and its design is similar to that of a tank destroyer.

As long as the infantry digs the pit in advance and drives this thing in, then the San Chamon tank becomes a perfect tank destroyer, especially since the Miss 75 has quite good penetrating power after being equipped with armor-piercing rounds.

Perhaps the Hunter mechs used to deal with enemies are a bit inferior, but if it's just used to take down fragile targets like the Dauntless or the Peacemaker, the Saint-Samon tank can basically take them down with one shot.

In comparison, the Chrysanthemum vehicle is clearly more suitable for mobile warfare, given its higher chassis and thinner armor.

Moreover, this thing is much more agile than a tank, and it runs very smoothly.

He was slightly worried if his armored units were to operate alone, but with a group of cavalry and other armored units providing cover, the losses he would suffer would be greatly reduced.

Although it may sound harsh, his armored forces would be considered elite by today's standards, and they desperately needed cannon fodder for cover.

No matter the time, war always requires cannon fodder to cover the elite troops; otherwise, the loss of elite troops as cannon fodder would be unbearable for anyone.

Mikhailov was overjoyed when he saw that Andrei had agreed.

He certainly wouldn't have made such a request if it were any other unit, but Andrei's unit was different.

On the one hand, it was because Andrei's troops had already made many achievements and earned a good reputation, so he was eager to have such a group of elite troops to cover him.

At the same time, he also considered that Andrei's unit was an independent regiment, so it had a great deal of autonomy. Andrei hardly needed to take orders from anyone other than the headquarters.

Therefore, borrowing troops from him becomes much easier, without having to go through a bunch of procedures or being rejected outright.

Seeing that more than 30 chrysanthemum wagons in his team had followed the cavalry, Andrei rallied another group of players who had purchased warhorses, telling them to also follow the cavalry.

He himself still has a very low opinion of this army. With the players joining, he thinks that even if the army suffers heavy losses, it should not be completely wiped out.

Although the Fourth Scourge is highly unreliable and has great uncertainty, the more adversity they face, the more likely they are to pull off miracles due to their fearless spirit and ever-high morale.

After the cavalry left, other infantry units arrived one after another. These units, together with Andrei, set up multiple defensive positions around the bridge.

However, what pleased him most was the artillery units that had caught up from the rear.

With the addition of an artillery division, it became extremely difficult for the enemy to break through from the front.

Even though this artillery division was not at full strength and had lost a lot of artillery in previous battles, its remaining firepower was still truly formidable.

His only concern was ensuring that the unit wasn't wiped out by the enemy air force.

Thinking of this, he quickly checked the location of the artillery unit on the map and then prepared to have the air force cover the artillery.

It sounds difficult to have the players' air force provide cover for the artillery, but it's actually quite simple.

Expecting players to stay in the airbase indefinitely, ready to intercept enemy air forces, is impossible; players don't have that kind of patience.

But from another perspective, if the player takes the lead in eliminating all the enemy's air force that comes to bombard them, and also takes out their artillery, wouldn't their own artillery units be safe?
So at that moment, while Mikhailov's cavalry was still advancing, the player's air force had already begun its operation.

Compared to before, this time the player's air force did not advance in a swarm, but rather a large number of fighter jets were dispersed to conduct reconnaissance for the subsequent bombers.

The previous operation has already taught the players a lesson.

The enemy possessed a kind of magic similar to an anti-air zone, which was truly terrifying. Therefore, they naturally decided to scout ahead first before sending in more bombers to launch further attacks.

As large numbers of fighter jets dispersed and headed toward various enemy areas, they also encountered enemy attacks.

In last night's battle, General Ron learned his lesson and mobilized all available anti-aircraft firepower, setting up numerous anti-aircraft positions at various troop assembly points.

Prior to this, he had not paid much attention to the air defense of his own troops because he looked down on the Cambrian Empire's air force and felt that their air force posed no threat.

But now he's learned his lesson. After suffering such heavy losses, if he still doesn't learn from his mistakes, then he's just a terrible general. He's not like that inexplicably pleasing Grand Marshal Hermann of the Empire.

It's unclear why the emperor was so fond of the chubby Grand Marshal Hermann. Perhaps it was because the marshal was loyal enough and had served the emperor for a long time.

In any case, there have always been rumors about the emperor and the grand marshal in the Black Hawk Empire. In particular, the emperor has not chosen an empress since he ascended the throne, which makes many people wonder if their emperor has a rather special taste.

If the fighter jet encounters an anti-aircraft position and finds that the firepower below is strong, it will immediately retreat while using the in-game function to take a screenshot, recording the enemy's gathering place, and waiting for reinforcements to take them out later.

If the player finds that the anti-aircraft firepower below is relatively weak, the player will directly pilot the fighter jet to dive down and bombard the anti-aircraft position!

For players, losses and risks are not within their consideration.

Losses are irrelevant, and personal safety is not a concern, since we can always be resurrected anyway.

All they need to do is have fun!
Therefore, General Ron was unaware that his operation of setting up additional air defense positions had backfired somewhat.

In some more secluded places, players might not even notice them while flying in the sky, especially since many players don't really pay attention to their surroundings when playing games.

But with the anti-aircraft positions firing, it was like receiving a warning, and these players discovered the hidden enemies.

Immediately afterwards, fighter jets flew towards the air defense positions, braving enemy air defense fire to exchange fire with the enemy below.

The air combat effectiveness of the fighter jets is somewhat lacking. The fighter jet skills in this game are basically all designed for air combat, and things like incendiary bullets are not very effective against ground-based air defense positions.

In comparison, bomber killers and trench fighters, which can launch rockets and drop explosive metal spikes, are much more effective in ground attacks.

Explosive metal spikes are suitable for dropping on densely packed enemy infantry, while rockets are ideal for bombarding downwards when aircraft are diving.

If you aim well and fire the rockets in one go, a single volley of rockets can often destroy an enemy air defense position.

"Hahaha, you think you can stop me with just one machine gun? The Black Hawk Empire is really hopeless!"

Seeing the anti-aircraft machine gun taken down by his rocket attack, the player grinned and then launched an attack on the warehouse below.

He didn't know what was stored in the warehouse, but who cared?

If blowing this thing up will bring me merit, then blow it up as much as possible. If it won't bring me merit, then I'll just consider it a loud noise!
As the rocket skill cooled down, another wave of rockets was launched from the fighter jet.

A barrage of rockets struck the long, narrow house below, easily igniting the wooden roof. Shortly afterward, the house exploded with a deafening roar!
"Holy crap, what did that explosion hit? It almost brought my plane down!"

Startled by the sudden explosion, the player piloting the fighter jet instinctively rubbed his ears, realizing he needed to turn the game volume down.

This explosion was just the beginning. As if a chain reaction had occurred, explosions continued to occur one after another throughout the warehouse, flames spread rapidly, and every now and then several large barrels were blasted out of it.

"Wow, did we blow up the enemy's fuel depot? We've struck gold!"

The player's eyes widened as he glanced at the large sum of merit points he had suddenly received.

He quickly set his sights on other nearby warehouses, preparing to bomb them one by one!
Meanwhile, in the rear command post, General Ron was furious about the losses he had suffered.

"Damn it! The air force, it's the enemy's air force again! Where on earth is our air force?"

"Grand Marshal Hermann has always claimed that his air force is the best in the world. Is this what he means by being the best in the world?"

"This idiot made a complete fool of himself when we attacked the Wuxiao Empire. Does he want to put on another farce now?"

General Ron roared indignantly, but no matter how much he roared, nothing could change the situation.

That damned air force, their sortie rate is ridiculously slow. What's more, the main air force force in this area isn't busy dealing with the enemy in front of them, but busy dealing with other enemy forces.

Located within a massive encirclement, the area was being relentlessly bombarded by artillery fire.

Large numbers of Cambrian soldiers could only huddle in the pre-built positions and small fortresses, praying that the enemy's heavy artillery would not fall on their heads.

"Damn it, this is terrible! We only managed to break through a two-kilometer gap, which lasted for a day and a half, and then the enemy closed it again?"

Located in this position, a lieutenant general with his head wrapped in gauze looked at the latest news from the scouts and felt dizzy.

Their unit was a step too slow in their retreat, and unexpectedly, they were surrounded by the enemy!

After a long period of fighting, they managed to break through the enemy's encirclement by taking advantage of the enemy's troop movements, and successfully evacuated a group of people.

Unfortunately, the breach they had created was quickly sealed off by the enemy.

Therefore, the remaining soldiers of their army group could only remain in this narrow position, enduring the enemy's heavy artillery fire, praying that reinforcements would come to their aid.

On their positions, 80% of their artillery had been destroyed by the enemy's heavy bombardment.

There was no way around it; the gap between their artillery and the enemy's was simply too great. In addition to the difference in training, the enemy had twice the number of artillery pieces, since they had brought together artillery from multiple units.

In addition, the Black Hawk Empire has an absolute air superiority, so much so that their firepower has been completely suppressed by the enemy, and they are not even able to fight back.

"Commander, let the brothers charge one more time!"

Just then, a major general suddenly stood up abruptly, looked intently at the commander, and said:

"At this point, we have no other choice but to either die here or try to break out again!"

"I believe in the courage of the Cambrian soldiers; they can definitely tear through the enemy's defenses with their bayonets!"

Unfortunately, the commander did not seem to agree to his request.

"Enough with the pointless pleasantries. How much of your soldiers' ability to break out do you think they have left?"

Seeing the division commander's face flushed slightly, the commander pointed to the map and said:
“Your soldiers have already lost a lot of men in the previous battles, and according to our scouts, a considerable portion of the enemy’s armored forces are concentrated here. Our previous breakthrough has been completely blocked.”

"Without artillery, do you think you can break through the enemy's armored defenses with just these infantrymen at your disposal?"

Upon hearing this, the division commander's expression gradually turned ugly.

He desperately wanted to say that his troops were absolutely capable of breaking through the enemy's defenses, but when the words reached his lips, he found himself unable to utter them.

Unfortunately, the fact is that his infantry simply couldn't compete with the enemy's armored forces. Sending light infantry to charge the enemy's armored units was practically sending the soldiers to their deaths.

"Gentlemen, we need to wait for new orders from the rear command. I don't believe the command will abandon us!"

After the army group commander finished speaking, he clearly saw the faces of the officers around him fall.

But there's nothing they can do; they have no other way to break out except by hoping for external help.

As for whether the empire will send troops to help them break through the encirclement?

Honestly, no one can say for sure about this. If the army group commander himself were to estimate it, he could only say that the chances are slim.

Just then, a piercing alarm sounded from the position, followed by a deafening roar that echoed through the sky.

"Damn it, another air raid! This never-ending air raid!"

I set up my binoculars and glanced at the sky outside the command post.

Upon seeing the enemy's approaching air fleet, the army group commander's heart sank.

Compared to before, this round of enemy airstrikes looks much larger. It seems that they are preparing to launch a fierce attack after the airstrikes.
Located on this Cambrian army position, the few remaining anti-aircraft guns fired sparsely into the sky, attempting to threaten the enemy's airships high above.

Unfortunately, their anti-aircraft firepower was too weak to penetrate the enemy's air fleet.

When these anti-aircraft guns opened fire, they also exposed their positions. The Black Hawk artillery, which was already prepared, immediately launched a new round of heavy bombardment in this direction.

Under the bombardment of large-caliber heavy artillery, the makeshift anti-aircraft positions made of sandbags could not survive. The few remaining anti-aircraft guns were quickly destroyed one by one by the enemy's artillery.

Meanwhile, the airships that arrived over their position mercilessly dropped a deluge of bombs.

Compared to small airships, this kind of bombing by large airships looks more terrifying.

Although small airships are much more accurate than large airships, they can never create the kind of scene where a large amount of smoke and dust rises up instantly and sweeps over like a carpet.

Everyone knew that under such intense bombing, no matter what defenses they had, they could not possibly survive.

Their position lacked any strong fortifications; the trenches and tunnels alone were insufficient to withstand such a fierce bombardment.

When the bombing lands over their heads, it will all be over.

But just then, an anti-aircraft gunner pointed to the distant sky and asked his comrade with a surprised look:
"Quick, quick, help me see what that strange thing is. Is it some kind of new aircraft from the Black Hawk Empire?"

"It's over there, that thing looks like a bird, it has wings!"

Following the direction the artilleryman was pointing, the observer next to him quickly spotted several fighter jets approaching from the sky.

Through a high-powered telescope, he could vaguely make out the markings on the fighter jet. Upon discovering that it was a very conspicuous gold and red double-headed eagle, he immediately cheered excitedly.

"Great! Those are our own aircraft! This means support from the rear must be arriving soon!"

"There's no mistake. Although this is the first time I've ever seen such a strange aircraft, its wings are printed with our insignia, and those are our own people!"

Just as he shouted this, the players also noticed the massive battlefield below.

"Can anyone help me figure out where I am? Why are there so many friendly NPCs fighting the enemy here?"

The player took a screenshot and asked in the chat area. Soon someone pointed to a map and roughly indicated a direction.

After discovering that this place seemed to be located not far north of Pskov, veteran players who had experienced the previous battles quickly realized that this force should be the garrison stationed in Pskov!

It seems that this group of people was relatively lucky, as they were able to evacuate along the railway first. However, those who were unable to evacuate in time were not so fortunate.

Under enemy bombing, the railway system was quickly paralyzed, and the remaining Pskov defenders could only evacuate along the road.

However, due to the poor quality of the trucks, the lack of mechanized transportation capacity, and the large number of civilian evacuation tasks, many of their vehicles were occupied.

All of this made the movement of the Pskov defenders as slow as a tortoise, and they were then blocked and surrounded by the enemy's armored forces.

After figuring out that this force was an allied force they had dealt with before, the player quickly maneuvered their fighter jet toward the distant airship formation.

They also knew that with just their few fighter jets, it would be impossible to break through the enemy's airship formation, as the difference in firepower between the two sides was simply too great.

But it doesn't matter. As long as they have the chance to steal a few airships on the enemy's outskirts, they can earn back all the money they spent on buying the planes. If they can also drop something on the enemy's position, then this wave will be even more profitable.

This is the players' mindset: as long as the money they earn from killing enemies exceeds the cost of buying vehicles, then they've made a profit.

So, to the astonishment of the Cambrian soldiers below, these air force units did not immediately withdraw, but instead flew straight toward the enemy's airship formation.

Compared to the enemy's large airships, which are over 150 meters long, these fighter jets are practically invisible.

Even the smallest airship in the enemy formation is much larger than these fighter jets.

Seeing only five fighter jets rushing towards an enemy formation of dozens of airships, like flies challenging a giant dragon in the sky, many Cambrian soldiers on the battlefield couldn't help but roar in anger.

In their view, these air force brothers were willing to sacrifice themselves to cover for them!
Otherwise, these air force brothers could simply ignore them and report what happened here to the rear. Not only would they not have done anything wrong, but they could also be credited for their reconnaissance.

But these friendly forces were not willing to just conduct reconnaissance. Faced with the bombing they were encountering, these people were willing to sacrifice themselves to distract the enemy!

"Heroes, they are all heroes!"

Hiding in an underground air-raid shelter, the army group commander saw the scene in the sky through a periscope, and his expression was filled with shock.

He didn't know what those special aircraft were, but that didn't stop him from admiring the people in front of him and being deeply moved by their heroic sacrifice.

The enemy's outermost small airships had spotted the flies, and several small airships immediately flew toward the approaching biplane.

Just then, the biplanes made a nimble turn, dodging the machine guns in front of the airship at top speed, and then circled around to the side of the small airship.

Immediately afterwards, a series of rockets were fired at the airships, and the gasbags of two small airships were immediately ignited, exploding into large fireballs that burned fiercely as they plummeted to the ground.

Boom!

The wreckage of the airship that crashed to the ground exploded again, accidentally blowing away several Cambrian soldiers nearby. Even if they died, they still managed to inflict some damage.

However, at this moment, no one criticized the actions of the fighter jets in the sky because of this issue.

All the Cambrian soldiers cheered excitedly as they looked at the scene above them.

As long as we can shoot down the enemy's airship, that's great, even if the airship we shoot down blows up on them, it's all worth it in the end!

The lives of these ordinary soldiers are worthless; one enemy airship could buy the lives of at least a hundred of them!
Many Cambrian soldiers adhered to this simple concept of exchange ratio, believing that it was extremely worthwhile to perish together with the enemy airship!
In the blink of an eye, two small airships were shot down by the enemy. The remaining few Black Hawk airships were stunned for a moment, then quickly turned around, hoping to rejoin the air fleet.

Damn it, they suddenly realized that although the enemy's aircraft was small, it was incredibly agile!
Moreover, this thing can also launch rockets, making it the nemesis of airships. Their airships seem to be no match for this thing!
(End of this chapter)