District 9

Outside the Sixth District, in the Ziyi No. 1 Air Force Base in the Xibo No Man's Land, a large number of ground staff are also doing various preparations. Many air force soldiers can relax and then gather within a limited time.

Inside the main building.

The one-armed general Kirill is currently exercising frantically on the treadmill. Since he was rescued, his whole person has become a little weird for no reason. He looks no different from ordinary people on the outside, but the generals who have been in close contact with him all feel that this person has a unique personality, both in his thinking and in his work style. There is a very extreme motivation, and the orders given can never be refused.

Next to the treadmill, a lieutenant colonel officer asked in a low voice: "Your Excellency General, the special operations team has been formed. They will first penetrate into the no-man's land of Xibo and perform combat missions when the army launches a general offensive towards the north wind."

"You did a good job, Mr. Lieutenant Colonel." Since Kirill was moving with one arm and his body balance was limited, he kept using an elastic strap to fix his shoulders: "...You are responsible for this action, just report to me directly."

The lieutenant colonel paused and couldn't help but said: "Your Excellency, General, I have an obligation to remind you that this mission was not planned by the military. The special operations team of nearly a thousand people was dispatched just for revenge... Then if it happens If there are mass casualties, the higher-ups will definitely hold them accountable.”

When Kirill heard this, he suddenly turned his head and looked at the other party.

The lieutenant colonel lowered his head even lower, and said bravely again: "...Besides, the infiltration of this special operations force cannot be notified to our main force, so once tactical problems arise, it may also affect Forward battlefield.”

"Haha." Kirill grinned, reached out and pressed the pause button on the treadmill, and wiped his cheek with a towel in one hand.

The lieutenant colonel looked up at him, his eyes a little frightened, but he still stood there without moving.

Kirill put the towel on the treadmill, suddenly grabbed the lieutenant colonel's collar with his hand, and shouted with a ferocious face: "Damn guy, how do you know that my deployment is not authorized by the superiors? Do you think you are smart? ? Doesn’t it have tactical value to arrest Wu Tianyin’s relatives and the relatives of senior officers of the Wu headquarters? Ah?! Doesn’t it mean that if their relatives are captured by our army, will it not affect the situation on the main battlefield?!"

The lieutenant colonel officer looked at the other party seriously and did not dare to say anything.

"Don't use your stupid brain to speculate on the tactical thinking of your immediate superiors, understand? Lieutenant Colonel!" Kirill asked with his eyes wide open.

"Yes, General!"

"Listen to me, it's best to capture Wu Tianyin's relatives. If you can't, then capture the family members of their core generals and intercept the evacuated people from Beifengkou. Capture as many as you can." Kirill's voice was hoarse. Di roared: "Even if these people cannot pose a threat to the overall battle situation, we can execute them first before the war begins to give the enemy psychological oppression."

"You are right, General."

"Very good." Kirill smiled and let go, and helped the lieutenant colonel adjust his collar: "Whenever I catch people related to Wu Tianyin... please help me remove all their right arms, you understand me. Do you mean it?"

"Yes, General!"

"Get out with your stupid brain." Kirill waved his hand.

The lieutenant colonel wiped the sweat from his forehead and turned to leave. Kirill, who looked like a psychopath, wiped the sweat from his face with a towel again. After being imprisoned for a long time, he hated the Wu Clan and the Sichuan Clan in Beifengkou to the core.

To put it simply, this second generation ancestor of a nobleman from the Sixth District has been detained to the point of being transformed.

…

Around 10:30 pm.

A violent alarm suddenly erupted in the detection unit of the Free Air Force Base No. 1. The person in charge immediately rushed out of the lounge and shouted at the technicians: "What's wrong?"

"Report! A large number of unknown intrusion fighters appeared in the sky over the mountains about a hundred kilometers south of our base. From the radar, there were a total of thirty strategic bombers with model H-25 and thirty-five J-26 strategic enemy aircraft." The technician immediately reported to the superiors.

The person in charge came to the large monitoring screen, glanced at the red dots on it, and immediately asked: "Calculate their arrival time and the basic destructive power of the fleet, hurry up!"

"yes!"

"Inform the patrol aircraft of the air command department to shout to the other party and identify the other party's identity."

"yes!"

"Transmission Command, prepare the air defense units to intercept."

"yes!"

"Order the Army troops on the south side of the base to prepare for fire support."

"yes!"

"...!"

A series of orders were issued, and the Free Air Force Base No. 1 became tense instantly.

…

in the air.

Han Jingzhong was piloting an H-25 strategic bomber and ordered very quickly: "The second formation all keeps flying in synchronization and pay attention to the spread of the track cloud; the third group increases the flight speed and prepares to engage the enemy air force patrol fighter planes."

"yes!"

"The wingmen on both wings are ready to release electromagnetic pulses to interfere with the locking of enemy air defense units. The pilots of each aircraft are ready to launch anti-aircraft interception missiles." Han Jingzhong said with very clear thinking: "Special operations team, you must lock in advance to prevent the enemy from locking. The strategic bomber airport next to the No. 1 Air Force Base, as soon as the front line enters, you must kill this place."

"yes!"

"I hope all members of the second formation can go home safely, that's it!" Han Jingzhong said in a relaxed tone.

Three minutes later.

The three Freedom Fighters patrolling the airspace above No. 1 Air Force Base used signal docking in the distant airspace to shout to the fleet. The general meaning is that you have broken into the airspace of Zone 6 and please evacuate immediately.

The third group of fighter planes from the second formation in the eighth area rushed out from the flank. After entangled with these three fighters for less than thirty seconds, they directly blew them up and crashed into the air.

A huge fireball burned in the airspace of Area 6, emitting a scorching light.

The battle to protect Beifengkou begins from this moment.

After the three fighter planes crashed, a large number of enemy air defense units fired directly into the sky. The second formation in the eighth district and the first formation in the ninth district were also well prepared and immediately released a large number of electromagnetic pulses to interfere with the opponent's locking signal. At the same time, the aviation speed is pushed to the extreme, and a large number of tracking anti-aircraft interceptor missiles are released from the tail and lower missile port of the fighter plane to ensure the safety of the host group.

For a moment, the sky outside District Six was filled with fire and explosions.

…

Advance to the hinterland.

A general took the phone and asked the superiors: "Are we involved in the interception?"

"Not participating." After a long silence, the other party responded: "War is cruel, and it is the same for us and the three regions."