Crossing through time 04, I blew up the American aircraft carrier.

The road here is only about a meter wide, and there wasn't a road before; it only became a road because so many people walked on it.

Other vehicles, like pickup trucks or armored vehicles, would have a hard time moving!

But three-wheeled motorcycles can move freely!

The tires rolled over the fallen leaves on the ground with ease!

Muddy roads, cobblestone roads, axle crossings, shell craters... none of these can stump a three-wheeled motorcycle!

With a flick of the steering wheel, the turning radius can be reduced to just two or three meters!

At this point, the three-wheeled motorcycle has been transformed into an all-terrain, highly mobile off-road vehicle!

It can go anywhere a donkey can go!

Riding on the first motorcycle, Qin Yuan was filled with emotion. He resolved to purchase a large quantity of three-wheeled motorcycles, and they had to be made in China!

In the distance, the sun was casting its last rays upon the earth, the sky was turning gray, and visibility was decreasing.

Three kilometers, two kilometers, one kilometer!

right here!

Although the range is two kilometers, the airport is very large. If you want to bomb the tarmac from here, you have to be about one kilometer away from the airport's barbed wire fence!

The chaos caused by the attack at the airport had just subsided!

As cooking smoke rises and delicious aromas waft through the air, people are at their least vigilant!

Twenty three-wheeled motorcycles were lined up in a row, with their front ends facing the airport, and the launch tubes at the back sliding down to hit the ground!

Qin Yuan took out a pair of artillery scopes from the truck bed, spread out the two rabbit ears, and measured the distance accurately. He then grabbed a handful of soil and scattered it to determine the wind speed.

Based on these, the spiral lifting device on the chassis was fine-tuned, and the gun barrel angle was repeatedly measured...

Three minutes later.

"Cannon No. 1, test firing one shell to test the impact point!"

"good!"

We've been waiting for this order!

Despite his advanced age, Alim was still vigorous. Standing on the truck bed, he held a gas cylinder and inserted it into the cannon barrel.

May God grant that this shell hit its target!

tom!

A ball of flame shot out of the cannon muzzle!

The sky-blue gas cylinder left the pipe, trailing a ball of flame at the end of the steel pipe behind it, and flew forward!

The reaction force caused the entire three-wheeled motorcycle to be shaken off the ground, bouncing up to a height of more than ten centimeters before falling back down.

Alim instinctively grabbed the gun mount, thankfully he didn't fall, his old arms and legs...

Qin Yuan breathed a sigh of relief.

A three-wheeled vehicle, with three wheels, has to bounce around.

Later videos of Hamas firing gas cylinder cannons showed that the towed gun carriages could fly more than a meter high before falling heavily back down!

The fact that we've only jumped a dozen centimeters up is because most of the recoil has been transferred to the ground!

excellent!

Now, nobody cared about the vibrations of the three-wheeled motorcycle cannon mount; everyone was wide-eyed, watching the trajectory of the gas cylinder.

Theoretically speaking, this thing is more like a mortar, with a trajectory that is a highly curved parabola.

The flames disappeared after a few seconds, and the gas cylinder continued to fly upwards for a while, reaching its highest point, before beginning to dive downwards.

The hemispherical top of the gas cylinder rubs against the air, producing a unique whistling sound.

At the airport, everyone—from cleaning up the scene and maintaining the planes to patrolling and even cooking—stared wide-eyed at the thing flying in from the sky.

The sky was dark, but the blue gas cylinder stood out so conspicuously!

"Damn it... gas cylinder!"

"Run!"

Chaos reigned at the airport!

Taib and Omar had just walked back to the control tower from the main entrance and hadn't even gone inside when they heard a whooshing sound.

They looked up at the sky, their faces turning pale as they watched the thing flying towards them.

Gas cylinder, another gas cylinder!

How could those damn attackers throw a gas cylinder so far!

Thankfully, it wasn't heading towards the control tower!

The gas cylinder continued to fall, and when they determined the landing point, the two of them exclaimed in unison.

"Oh no, it's the helipad!"

Boom!

The gas cylinder landed precisely on the tarmac, and the fuse activated the instant the warhead collided with the ground.

boom!

The lights on the tarmac instantly dimmed, becoming as dim as candlelight!

The flames from the exploding gas cylinder were like the rising sun!

The fireball surged in all directions, and countless iron filings, nails, and other debris flew outwards along with the bursting outer shell of the gas cylinder.

Boom!

A nearby F-5 fighter jet was affected; its aluminum alloy skin was smashed with many holes, and its fuel tank was punctured, with fuel gushing out.

The next moment... flames erupted!

call……

Flames quickly engulfed the fighter jet! It burned fiercely like a torch!

Not only is the fuel burning, but its aluminum alloy body also burns after reaching its ignition point!

The flames from the gas cylinder gradually died down, leaving a huge crater on the tarmac. On either side of the crater, there were rings of earth formed by the uplifted soil...

The power of the Hell Cannon is truly heaven-defying!

Outside, on a fleet of three-wheeled vehicles.

"Target hit! Quick, fire all of them!"

Countless people got excited and carried gas cylinders to put them into the pipe opening.

Thump, thump!

Twenty flames shot up, illuminating the entire launch site!

This time, the people at the airport finally saw things clearly.

The threat comes from the edge of the woods on the other side!

Three-wheeled motorcycles, large iron pipes...

These rudimentary things were actually made into a deadly weapon that could throw gas cylinders!

"Damn it, hurry, rush out and kill them!" Taib shouted.

"Our people...have already broken through!"

"Call them back and wipe out this damned Houthi rebels!"

It could only be the Houthis, after all, the bombs dropped by the F-5 fighter jets killed their mentor, so they came to seek revenge!

You guys are really something, taking down Amar wasn't enough, you actually came here to cause trouble!

At Taib's furious command, the first batch of gas cylinders had already fallen!

Boom! Boom boom!

Explosions erupted everywhere!

There was no safe open space left on the tarmac; all the fighter jets were affected!

In 1979, during President Jimmy Carter's term, North Yemen provided $3.9 million in military aid, including 12 Northrop F-5E fighter jets!

Later, Sha also sent over their four F-5B two-seat fighter jets.

These 16 F-5 fighter jets represent North Yemen's most powerful air force!

Now, all of the North Yemeni Air Force's fighter jets have been bombed onto the runway, and their modern air force equipment has been reduced to ashes!

Flames rose one after another, and advanced fighter jets groaned in the fire... Countless ground crew members rolled and screamed in agony amidst the flames; the scene was like hell!

Taib and Omar watched this scene, their minds completely blank.

They had temporarily lost their ability to think, but Qin Yuan felt no joy of success!

"Quickly, don't just stand there, launch the second wave immediately!"

Destroying the base only completes half the mission; the next step is to escape unscathed!

"Does it need to be readjusted?"

"No need! Fire immediately, then retreat immediately afterward!"