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Chapter 2592 The War of the Terminator Era (Third Update, Please Subscribe)

The deadline for Thang Long to withdraw from Chenla and before 17 degrees north latitude is midnight on April 4.

It was already past midnight when it was almost time to leave.

In Siam, in the South China Sea, and in the Gulf of Tonkin, in thousands of rooms, in tents, and in the cabins of warships, people glance at their watches, then look at each other.

There was nothing to say at that moment.

In the second basement of the ASEAN Allied Command building in Bangkok, behind those steel doors as thick as bank vaults, a sense of utter ordinariness suddenly arose.

After all that work and planning, there's nothing left to do.

Now it's time for those young people to show their skills. They've been given missions; they will pilot modern war machines through the dark night sky to carry out their tasks.

2:55 am,
General Zhang Kun entered the operations room.

Everyone stood there as he read a telegram aloud to the troops, his voice calm, as if he were recounting a trivial matter.

Finally, the Supreme Allied Commander of ASEAN said:
"Alright, let's get started!"

After giving the final order, Zhang Kun glanced at the time; today was D-Day.

According to the plan, in the next 100 days, they will show the other side what modern warfare is like!

On the distant sea, people have already begun to take action.

At 3 a.m., the sea was shrouded in twilight, and under a sky full of stars, warships sailed by.

This ASEAN allied naval force is centered around the aircraft carrier USS West Irian.

However, in the center of the fleet are two warships that look similar to aircraft carriers. These are the Navy's "Terminator T1" and "Terminator T100" drone carriers. Although they are called warships, they are actually converted from container ships. They are cheap and practical. The spacious cabins can carry a large amount of ammunition and fuel, as well as more than 115 drones.

Unlike traditional warships, these two converted motherships have no other weapons except for a few close-in weapon systems, but they are equipped with a large number of antennas.

On the flight deck, rows of Searcher drones were neatly arranged, and ground crew moved back and forth.

"Launch sequence initiated, drones number one through fifty, take off!"

Inside the mothership's bridge, the captain's voice is transmitted to various operational positions via the internal communication system.

Inside the command center, drone operators tap their fingertips on the control panel, issuing commands that are instantly transmitted to the drones on the deck.

The first drone started its engine, which roared loudly. As the drone accelerated, the ten-meter-wingspan drone glided off the deck like a seagull soaring through the night, its fuselage piercing the dark sky at the end of the flight deck.

Immediately afterwards, a second, a third... one drone after another took off from the flight decks of the two motherships, like a swarm of bees awakened. The navigation lights at the tips of the wings formed two faint bands of light in the high sky, which were then turned off under control and completely blended into the night.

This is the largest drone attack in history and a "swarm" attack that the SEA military has tested multiple times.

Within just ten minutes, more than two hundred drones assembled, forming two massive formations above the mothership. Then, in the mothership's command center, drone operators controlled their respective aircraft, which were divided into multiple formations and flew towards the territory of Thang Long.

As the aircraft swept across the sea, the water shimmered beneath their wings, the waves undulating, and the sound of the waves became the only sound on the vast ocean.

This is why the "Terminator" was launched, and why the military named it "Terminator." To some extent, the Terminator in the movie "Terminator" represents the kind of warfare the military desires—a war waged by robots that allows humans to stay far away from the battlefield.

In a sense, the war they are currently waging is precisely this—keeping human soldiers away from the harm and threats brought about by war.

Meanwhile, on land, radar stations continued to operate normally, with radar operators and officers all watching the screens with utmost concentration.

Is there anything unusual?

When the Soviet military advisor asked questions, his eyes were also fixed on the radar screen, which showed only a few scattered sea and air clutters moving slowly.

There seems to be no movement at all!

Completely unaware of the swarm of drones approaching from multiple directions. These drones have a radar cross-section of only 0.1 square meters, equivalent to the size of a large seabird. Furthermore, they maintain an altitude of 5,000 meters, and with natural clutter interfering with radar waves, their signals are impossible to detect on radar screens.

"Alpha formation, lock onto radar station near Saigon, prepare to attack!"

The command drone at the front of the formation issued instructions, and several drones carrying small laser-guided bombs immediately broke away from the main formation and flew toward the target airspace. At the same time, the squadrons began to disperse, and the signals from the mothership were continuously transmitted to each drone via satellite in space.

The aircraft dispersed, spreading out along the long coastline, flying towards one target after another.

Inside a radar station near Saigon, the radar antenna is still rotating at a constant speed, emitting a monotonous hum. This is an American-made radar, a gift from the Southern army after the fall of Saigon.

The operator sat in his chair, his eyes fixed on the radar screen. Although he was completely focused, he was unaware that death was creeping closer.

As it approached the target, the drone adjusted its attitude, and the laser designator beneath its fuselage quietly activated. An invisible laser beam, under the operator's control, locked onto the core of the radar station—the radar antenna, the control room, and the power generation equipment.

A few seconds later, the two 50-kilogram laser-guided bombs carried by each drone detached from their bomb bays one after another, falling toward their targets with a faint whooshing sound.

"Boom—!" The first loud explosion shattered the silence of the early morning. The laser-guided bomb accurately hit the base of the radar antenna, tearing the metal antenna to shreds instantly and causing it to collapse with a crash amidst sparks.

Immediately afterwards, the second and third bombs hit the radar station's control room and power generation equipment in succession. In the violent explosions, the radar was reduced to scrap metal, and the power generation equipment was destroyed, plunging the entire radar station into darkness instantly.

The radar station operators were buried along with the radar station itself in the explosion.

After the attack was completed, the Alpha Group's drones quickly gained altitude and flew toward the next target, while behind them, the radar station, engulfed in flames, burned in the night, with thick smoke like black pillars piercing the sky.

Meanwhile, the Beta and Gamma formations are rapidly approaching the military airfield.

Dozens of MiG-21 and MiG-23 fighter jets are parked near the runway of an air force base located north of Hanoi, forming an important pillar of the Thang Long army's air power.

The drones responsible for attacking the airport carry multiple guided rockets. This weapon is highly accurate and moderately powerful, and can easily destroy fighter jets. Because of its light weight, the drones can carry a large number of missiles and attack multiple targets.

The Beta formation was the first to arrive over a military airfield. Inside the airfield, guards patrolled along the runway. Everything seemed orderly. The airfield radar was spinning. Although it was in a state of combat readiness, the guards did not notice that at an altitude of 10,000 meters, more than a dozen drones had completed combat preparation.

Inside the command center of Terminator T1, the operator aimed at the target through the screen.

"Lock onto the MiG fighter jet on the tarmac, launch the rocket!"

The moment the command was given, the rocket launchers beneath the drone launched in sequence, and one after another, 70mm Sea Serpent guided rockets shot out with slight exhaust plumes, flying toward the target like a meteor shower.

At this moment, a dozen MiG fighter jets were quietly parked on the tarmac. Ground crew had just finished their nighttime maintenance, while the pilots were outside the combat tower, ready to take off and intercept foreign intruders' aircraft.

But... that's how death descends from the sky!

"Boom!"

The guided rocket accurately hit the fuselage of a MiG-23, causing the fighter jet's fuel tank to explode instantly, illuminating the entire tarmac with flames.

Immediately afterwards, more guided rockets hit their targets, some directly striking the fighter jet's engine, others landing on the wings and shattering the fuselage into pieces.

The violent explosion simultaneously detonated the missiles beneath the wings, causing them to explode as well.
Ground crew on the tarmac scattered in all directions amidst the explosions, but they were unable to escape the dense rocket attack; screams and explosions mingled together.

Only then did the airport's air raid siren sound, like a belated guest, its piercing siren cutting through the night sky.

But it was too late. The anti-aircraft gunners guarding the airport immediately began firing their guns into the sky, but they could neither see the target nor know where it was; they were simply firing shells blindly.

In the end, they could only watch helplessly as one fighter jet after another was destroyed on the tarmac.

When the Gamma formation arrived at another military airfield, the airfield had already received alerts that radar stations around the world were under attack. The defending forces quickly went into combat mode, perhaps because they realized that they could not find the target with radar, but the searchlight beams were flashing wildly in the night sky.

Upon spotting the searchlights, the drone operator immediately adjusted the attack route, launching a surprise attack from the side and rear of the airport.

Under the commander's orders, the drone swarm was divided into several groups, one of which was responsible for suppressing ground-based air defense fire, while the other group was dedicated to attacking the fighter jets on the tarmac.

The suppression team's drones fired rockets at the anti-aircraft gun positions, causing the guns to fall silent amidst the explosions. The soldiers operating the anti-aircraft guns were thrown into the air by the shockwaves, but even so, they stubbornly continued to pour artillery fire into the air.

Finally, their searchlights spotted their target!

Under the beams of multiple searchlights, a drone was spotted!
"It's a drone! Over there!"

The beam of the searchlight pierced the night sky, locking onto that ghostly silhouette—a drone.

"11 o'clock position! Altitude 4000, distance..."

The gunner roared, and the air defense position was in an uproar.

At that moment, they were acting as if they were upholding the honor of soldiers, turning the crank with all their might.

The long barrel of the anti-aircraft gun began to rotate and pitch rapidly, the gunners' eyes fixed on the aircraft in the searchlight beams. Not just one, but another aircraft was exposed in the lights.

Although those drones can evade radar, they have nowhere to hide from human eyes.

"put!"

The gunner roared.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom…

The 57mm anti-aircraft gun recoiled violently, and the flames spewing from the muzzle instantly illuminated the position, as well as the faces of the soldiers.

The soldiers' faces were contorted with excitement, yet their gazes were focused. As the gunner pressed the firing pedal, the cannon fire erupted in a continuous barrage.

Steel shell casings kept popping out, scalding hot as they slammed against the steel plate with a clanging sound.

Immediately afterwards, one anti-aircraft gun after another joined in, and the sound of gunfire merged into a continuous storm in the night sky.

(End of this chapter)