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Chapter 2606 My Lord, Times Have Changed (First Update, Please Subscribe)
One, two, three...

Within minutes, hundreds of SAM-2 missiles were launched from several missile sites. The flames rising from the missile launches almost set the ground ablaze, and the night sky seemed to burst into countless red tongues of fire—a truly spectacular sight. Soldiers on the air defense positions cheered, their eyes glued to the missile trajectories, eagerly anticipating the fiery explosions of the bombers in mid-air.

However, the H-1 pilots in the cockpit remained unusually calm. They knew perfectly well what was about to happen.

"Activate the jamming system fully, power to maximum!"

"Understood, the jamming beam is now aimed at the missile guidance frequency!"

As soon as the pilot finished speaking, the electronic jamming pods carried under the bomber's wings began to operate, and invisible electromagnetic waves, like a giant net, enveloped the entire airspace.

Furthermore, the electronic jamming pods can also deploy decoys in other areas. This method of jamming while deploying decoys was successfully used in Operation Rearguard 2, and now the equipment's performance has been further enhanced, resulting in even better jamming capabilities.

On the radar screen, the radar signal, which was originally only slightly clear, instantly became chaotic, with snowflake-like interference stripes covering the screen.

The signals emitted by the illumination radar were also completely jammed.

In the night sky, the SAM-2 missiles, trailing plumes of flame, suddenly began to circle aimlessly like headless flies. Ground-based guidance radars were completely paralyzed by strong electronic jamming, unable to lock onto targets and forced to fly blindly by inertia; the missiles had instantly become airborne rockets.

The soldiers on the anti-aircraft positions froze. Not long ago, after discovering that the enemy had deployed conventional bombers, they thought they could recreate the glorious victory they had achieved a few years earlier.

But who would have thought that they not only had no way to intercept stealth fighters, but they couldn't even shoot down ordinary bombers.

They appeared to be able to see it, but in reality, they couldn't. They were even less able to shoot down bombers in the air.

And so, they watched almost helplessly as a SAM-2 missile traced a strange arc in the air before exploding violently, a ball of orange-red fire blooming in the night sky, fragments scattering like raindrops.

Then, the second one, the third one...

Those SAM-2 missiles thus self-destructed one after another in mid-air.

In the night sky, bursts of fireballs exploded one after another, illuminating the dark sky like a grand yet despairing fireworks display.

It seems they are using these expensive fireworks to announce the end of an era to the world.

Inside the air defense command center, the radar screen had completely turned into static. The commander slumped in his chair, his face deathly pale, muttering to himself:
"How could this happen... How could this happen..."

The Soviet advisors standing nearby were also dumbfounded. They had employed a series of anti-electronic interference methods, but all of them proved useless.

Their radar became blind under electronic jamming, and their radio communication equipment became deaf under jamming.

Although they could see the targets in the air, they had no way to intercept them.

"We also have anti-aircraft guns."

Yes, we also have anti-aircraft guns.

As the SAM-2 missiles detonated one after another in mid-air, turning into fleeting fireballs, the anti-aircraft artillery positions on the edge of the city finally came in handy, serving as their last line of defense.

Because the bomber formations were at an altitude of tens of thousands of meters above the ground, only large-caliber anti-aircraft guns could pose a threat to them.

Although the radar was ineffective, under the guidance of searchlights and optical fire control systems, dozens of 100mm and 130mm anti-aircraft guns simultaneously raised their muzzles, and the gunners continuously adjusted their firing angles according to the instructions from their officers. The commander's voice echoed from the ground:

"Altitude 10000, distance... Fire!!"

The first cannon shot sounded like thunder splitting the night sky.

Compared to the 100mm anti-aircraft gun, the most shocking thing is still...
The jubilation of the 130mm anti-aircraft gun.

The sound of these heavy anti-aircraft guns shook the earth. The "boom, boom" of the cannons, though not rapid, resounded through the sky.

The shell, trailing a thick red contrail, was the first to pierce the darkness. Its trajectory was more intense than the tail flame of a missile, and with a piercing whistle that tore through the air, it hurtled toward the bomber group at an altitude of ten thousand meters.

Immediately afterwards, shells from the 100mm anti-aircraft guns also took off one after another, their fine red trails weaving into a huge net of fire that soared straight up from the ground, densely covering the targets flying towards them at an altitude of 10,000 meters.

Unlike conventional anti-aircraft shells that use timed fuses, 130mm anti-aircraft shells use radio proximity fuses. They explode not far from the aircraft, then rely on penetration to kill the enemy aircraft.

At that moment, these shells, each weighing over 38 kilograms, exploded high in the sky, scattering shrapnel everywhere. The shrapnel, carrying scorching heat, carved countless deadly storms across the night sky, yet it didn't even manage to touch the wing of the Vulcan bomber.

Although the shell reached the "target area," its proximity fuse was disrupted, causing it to explode hundreds of meters away from the aircraft. In comparison, it was less threatening than a 100mm anti-aircraft gun with a timed fuse. However, 10000 meters was far too high for a 100mm shell; at that altitude, it would have already exhausted its kinetic energy.

The shockwave and shrapnel from the explosion did not cause much damage to the bomber group.

Inside the bomber's cockpit, the pilots could even clearly see the constantly flashing red light below, and even the clouds seemed to be flashing with various lights, as if they were being struck by lightning.

"Look down there, those fireworks are so beautiful!"

The co-pilot, Wei Deyang, grinned. His tone was relaxed, as if he were in regular training, showing no concern whatsoever about the shells flying from the ground.

"Their anti-aircraft guns can't reach us, so it's a waste of effort."

The captain didn't speak, but gripped the control stick tightly, his gaze fixed on the gradually clearing outline of the city below.

The radar screen displayed the ground situation, and the bombardment operator shouted: "We have reached the target area!"

He took a deep breath, pressed the communication button, and his voice was clearly transmitted through the radio to every bomber in the formation:
"Attention all crews, bombing window is open, prepare to bomb."

The ground-based anti-aircraft artillery positions have descended into near frenzy.

The soldiers, braving the deafening roar of artillery fire, tirelessly loaded shells. They were now the city's last line of defense, fighting back with all their might, but there was no response.
One by one, 130mm shell casings ejected from the gun barrels, and smoke filled the air on the position. Amidst the billowing smoke, the gunners' eyes were bloodshot as they stared intently at the bomber formations overhead.

Each shot was accompanied by a near-desperate scream.

Although the planes were captured by searchlights and they were aiming at their targets, the red trails of shells remained below the bomber formation.

A 130mm shell exploded less than a kilometer below the bomber.

The gunner watched the fleeting flash of light and let out a mournful groan of resentment:

"Higher... just a little higher would be perfect..."

What they didn't know was that even if it were higher, it wouldn't make a difference, because what was being interfered with was the proximity fuse of the shell. In fact... if they had used a timed fuse, it might have caused even greater damage.

But they knew nothing about it.

At this moment, these soldiers stared in despair at the dense, snowy specks on the radar screen and at the futile fire net in the night sky.

Their lips trembled as they tried to say something, but in the end, it all turned into a heavy sigh.

The wailing of the air raid sirens still echoed, sounding like a desperate lament in the darkness.

Just then, the order for the bombers to drop their bombs was finally given.

"Bomb bay doors open!"

"bomb!"

With the captain's command, the bomb bay doors on the bomber's belly roared open. Those old aerial bombs, dormant for decades, poured down like a torrential rain, their green bodies slicing through the night sky, then flying past the red trails of ground anti-aircraft guns, before crashing down heavily on their targets on the ground.

In that instant, everything seemed to freeze in time.

The red trails, the whistling of bombs—everything intertwined.

The first bomb landed with a deafening roar. The massive shockwave ripped apart houses lining the street, sending bricks and rubble flying everywhere. Then came the second, the third…

In the next ten minutes or so.

More than 5,000 tons of bombs rained down from the sky, and the entire city was instantly engulfed in flames.

Explosions echoed one after another, shaking the earth and causing it to tremble. The towering flames dyed the night sky red, and thick smoke billowed up to thousands of meters high, like a giant black pillar connecting heaven and earth.

Houses, bridges, factories, streets... all the buildings collapsed in the explosion, turning into ruins.

After the explosion, the entire city was ablaze, completely engulfed in flames. Faint, piercing screams could be heard, but they were quickly drowned out by the massive explosion.

The air raid sirens soon stopped.

Meanwhile, the pilots at an altitude of 10,000 meters had begun their return journey. They could not see the sea of ​​fire below, after all, the clouds blocked everything, but not everything, and some flames still shone through the gaps in the clouds.

They made no response to this, but simply flew their bombers back to base. After the group flew back to their home at sea, the captain in charge checked the losses once again.

Although no information was received that any aircraft had been hit during the reception mission, it was still necessary to confirm it again.

Ultimately, they confirmed the result—zero loss!

The world was stunned when this result was announced.

Their shock stemmed from the fact that this was the most primitive form of carpet bombing. Even with electronic interference, such a one-sided result would be impossible.

Because this goes against common sense.

How could the Sam jungle, which Americans used to fear, suddenly become ineffective?

It even became a mere decoration.

This completely contradicts people's understanding of war.

After all, those subsonic strategic bombers would not have been able to escape unscathed from such air defense missile attacks.

But that's how it turned out.

Faced with such an outcome, almost everyone can feel the change of the times—yes, times are different now!

(End of this chapter)