Yongle Emperor's grandson: Zhu Yuanzhang with cheats, Zhu Di went crazy

At dawn, before daybreak, the temporary airport was brightly lit. Ground crew members were busy loading ammunition into each air fortress.

"Lao Zhang, how are these guys of mine?"

On the balcony of the control tower, two generals with Venus on their shoulders, cigarettes in their mouths, puffed out smoke and looked at the busy airport.

One of them, with two stars on his shoulders, asked the commander of the garrison corps and the air force next to him.

"Tsk, it's just so-so."

Although he was extremely envious, Zhang Shoubei pretended not to care.

"hehe."

Seeing his old classmate saying that he didn't care but staring at the sky fortress without moving his eyes away, the general with two gold stars on his shoulders couldn't help but laugh.

"As an old classmate, I have news for you."

After taking a puff of his cigarette and casually pushing the butt into the ashtray beside him, the two-star general lowered his voice and prepared to tell his old classmate some inside information.

Zhang Shoubei's eyes lit up, he raised his hand and waved, and the staff behind him quickly moved away.

It's enough for him to know this kind of internal secret.

"Remember when we were in the academy, we learned about an aerial device called a helicopter?"

After the staff officers around him left, the two-star general told them what he had learned.

Zhang Shoubei thought about it and recalled the information.

It is a hovering helicopter with powerful firepower and strong stopping ability, which can provide long-term support to ground forces.

Unlike fighter jets, it can only sweep across the sky and cannot accurately strike certain targets.

When his old classmate mentioned this question, Zhang Shoubei lowered his voice a little: "You mean, the higher-ups have already developed this thing."

The two-star general nodded and said, "According to what the instructor said, a new air force training unit will be formed at the beginning of next year. According to the information I received, it should be a helicopter support unit. The commander is still being selected, but there are wars everywhere, and the instructor has not yet decided. I think I will select one when the summary is made at the end of the year."

After saying this, he patted his old classmate on the shoulder and said, "Among our old classmates, you have the most experience. You have an opportunity this time. Fight well in this battle and ask Zuo Gong to recommend you. Who knows, you may have a chance to leave the garrison."

The two-star general felt very sorry for this old classmate.

The opponent was capable and had sufficient combat experience, but because he made some mistakes, he was directly transferred from the field force and became a ground general guarding the airport.

Today I saw an old classmate and noticed that he had started to gain weight. I didn't want him to become decadent, so I revealed the news to give him hope.

"Field Troops!"

Zhang Shoubei pursed his lips, and his original determination became even firmer.

"Report, the Sky Fortress Legion is ready and can be activated at any time."

An officer ran over, raised his hand to salute the two-star general, and reported on the preparations.

"Okay, I understand. Let's get ready."

The two-star general nodded, picked up the military cap beside him and put it on his head, then stood up and patted his old classmate on the shoulder: "You have to seize your own opportunities. Although the Air Force is expanding, outstanding generals and officers are also emerging like mushrooms after rain. If you don't seize this opportunity, you can only guard the airport on the ground for the rest of your life."

"Back then, we enrolled in the Air Force Academy in order to fly our own fighter planes, expand the territory for our race, and create eternal peace for our descendants."

Looking at his old classmate who had stood up, the two-star general raised his hand and saluted: "I'll be waiting for you at the field base."

Zhang Shoubei straightened his military uniform and saluted his old classmate solemnly: "Don't worry, I will definitely go next year."

The two men shook hands solemnly, and the officer quickly walked down the control tower and walked towards the sky fortresses waiting at the airport.

"Chi chi chi..."

As three flares were launched into the air, the air fortresses that had already been activated and on standby began to take off from the runway one by one.

After the 30 Flying Fortresses completed their formation in the air, they began to fly towards Delhi, 300 miles away.

At the same time, fighter jets took off from several other airports and quickly gathered towards Delhi.

At the position outside Delhi, the Tianji Army, which arrived last night, was already ready for action.

Rocket launchers with launch pads mounted on them have raised their heads and are ready to go.

Although Zuo Zongtang hoped that missile troops would come as well, Zhu Zhanjun did not send them.

A poor place like Delhi doesn't need missiles, its ace force.

Time was slowly approaching. The two legions responsible for the attack had already eaten breakfast and were waiting quietly at the starting position.

As the year draws to a close, the weather in Baixiang starts to get cooler.

The soldiers held their guns tightly, listening to the whistling wind. Some closed their eyes to rest, some chewed gum, and some held cigarettes in their mouths, silently looking at the city in the distance.

This is a tenacious force, but also a force with faith and spirit.

They had a unified goal: to fight for eternal peace for future generations, to ensure the safety of their parents, wives and children, and to build a great empire. In order to achieve these three goals, no soldier in the army was afraid of death, and no one would shirk their responsibilities.

In the words of their great emperor, we will use the lives and blood of our generation to establish eternal peace for future generations.

Although many people are scolding them for invading other countries, they don't care.

Because they understand that exchanging their own infamy for the peace of their descendants is a great achievement that will benefit future generations.

Time slowly approached, a hint of dawn rose in the east, and a buzzing sound suddenly sounded in the sky behind.

"coming!"

In the front-line command position, Zhu Zhanjun stood up from his chair and looked to the rear with Zuo Zongtang and others.

I saw a flashing red and green dot in the distant sky, approaching quickly.

The humming sound of the engine came from afar in this quiet morning.

Many soldiers looked up at the sky, with a hint of envy in their eyes, and at the same time a hint of uncontrollable pride.

I envy these chosen ones. They don’t have to run around on the ground like these peasants. They are proud of their empire and have such great and advanced equipment.

"Launch the guidance missile to guide the air force to the target!"

Zuo Zongtang personally commanded the siege, confirmed that the air force had arrived, and picked up the phone to give orders to the artillery in the rear.

The artillery had already determined the coordinates, and at the commander's command, the shells printed with special marks were fired.

The shells flew in the air, making a whistling sound. The warheads rubbed against the air, and the special fuel inside emitted a red light.

These shells fell into the city and did not explode, but instead released plumes of red smoke.

"What's going on? Did the enemy attack?"

Ashoka, who was sleeping and had no idea what was happening outside, was awakened by the sound of artillery fire and roars. He quickly got up from the bed and asked loudly outside.

"Your Majesty, enemy planes, many of them are coming towards us."

Hearing this, Ashoka's face changed. He didn't care about the situation outside, and didn't even bother to put on his clothes. He got up and rushed to the next room.

He had seen the horror of enemy aircraft bombings and knew that if the enemy wanted to bomb fixed targets like theirs in the city, it would be easy for them and they would have no way to hide.

It would be pointless for him to go out now, and there is also the risk of being bombed. The best choice is to hide in the air-raid shelter dug in advance and make other decisions after the enemy's attack is completed.

"Attention, all aircraft. We have found our target. Begin carpet bombing!"

Sitting in the pilot plane, the general with two gold stars on his shoulders personally provided target guidance.

After confirming the target was locked, internal communications were opened and instructions for carpet bombing began to be issued.

In order to intimidate other areas of the White Elephants, Zhu Zhanjun decided to carry out a carpet bombing to let these White Elephants know what the consequences of resistance will be.

Delhi is the spiritual yearning of these white elephants. Its destruction will cause great spiritual damage to other white elephants.

Although White Elephants are easy to fight, there will always be casualties and loss of resources in a war.

Zhu Zhanjun naturally didn't want to waste time doing it multiple times if the problem could be solved in one go, so he ordered a carpet bombing.

Zhu Zhanjun even issued an order to the air fortress troops: "Use bombs to blow them back to the Stone Age!"

As the order was given, the Aerial Fortresses formed a bombing formation and, under the guidance of the lead aircraft, dense bombs rained down from the sky, forming a wave-like explosion zone on the ground, moving forward little by little.

The wave-like bombing was like the tide of hell. Not only was the white elephant frightened and screamed and dodged everywhere, but even the Yan army soldiers waiting in the attack position were shocked by this horrifying scene and swallowed their saliva.

Some soldiers even wondered in their hearts how they would avoid it if they experienced such an attack.

However, after thinking for a long time, they finally came to the conclusion that in the face of this wave-like bombing, they could not escape at all unless they drilled dozens of meters underground.

After a round of sweeping, Delhi, which originally had relatively good buildings, was engulfed in flames and smoke, with broken bricks and tiles everywhere, as well as the wailing of the wounded and the cries of the dead.

However, Zhu Zhanjun just calmly waved his hand at this scene. Zuo Zongtang, who was standing by, picked up the phone and said, "Is this General Jie? You can start now."

Xiaohu, who was standing as a stake behind Zhu Zhanjun, was stunned when he heard the name, and subconsciously glanced towards the location of the Tianji Army.

"is it him?"

The surname Jie is very rare. After Xiaohu witnessed the magic of Zhu Zhanjun, as well as Lao Zhu and others, he has been thinking about that possibility.

But Zhu Zhanjun never told him, and he didn't dare to ask. Zuo Zongtang's call today made him feel excited and hopeful.

"Woooooooo..."

Suddenly, the whole sky was suddenly illuminated.

Xiaohu looked up and saw rows of dazzling meteor showers appearing in the direction of the Tianji Army.

The rows of bright lights flew over everyone's heads and plunged straight into the ruined city of Delhi, causing this bombed city to be devastated once again. (End of this chapter)