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

The launch tube was still a bit hot after the first launch, but the guys didn't care. They carried the gas cylinders and refilled them.

Thump, thump!

The second batch of gas cylinders has been launched!

Due to the vibration caused by the first shot being fired, the second shot was much less accurate!

However... this is exactly the effect Qin Yuan wanted!

There are no more targets to target on the tarmac, so for the second wave, we need to cast a wide net!

boom!

A gas cylinder landed on the runway, bursting into a brilliant fireball, scattering asphalt everywhere, and creating a huge crater in the runway!

boom!

The second one landed next to it, and the combined power of these two missiles rendered the runway completely unusable!

The grassroots level has been severely impacted; to repair it, we have to completely dismantle everything!

Taib's pupils were filled with the flames of the explosion; his mind was still reeling.

As the base commander, he was also a pilot before, and had dropped bombs many times, witnessing the scenes of destruction below. However... he never imagined that one day he would be hit by a bomb himself!

"Oh no!" Omar suddenly roared from the side.

Taib followed Omar's gaze and his legs went weak.

A gas cylinder crashed into the two-story building where the pilot lived!

boom!

Amid the explosion, the small building visibly shook, and countless bricks flew to both sides...

Rumble...

The building at the center of the explosion was blown away, and the structural integrity of the buildings on both sides of the explosion was damaged, causing them to collapse.

The entire building was reduced to ruins!

An accident involving a household gas cylinder can easily destroy a two-story building, let alone a gas cylinder that has been spiked with additives!

I wonder how many pilots didn't come out of that building?

Compared to the plane, the loss of the pilot is even more unacceptable!

Aircraft can be replaced, but pilots... require training! Every modern fighter pilot is worth their weight in gold!

It took them a full five years to master the operation of this aircraft!

just now……

Pfft!

Taib's legs went weak, and he plopped down on the ground.

Finished!

But the next moment, whoosh!

He stood up again, his eyes filled with horror as he watched the enormous flames rise and turn the entire sky red.

The blast wave had already hit, stinging his face, and his retina was filled with red flames!

"Damn it, the oil depot has exploded! And there's an ammunition depot right next to it! Commander, run! We have to run!"

Taib did not run away.

Can it outrun a detonating aerial bomb?

boom!

The next moment, the mountains collapsed and the earth shook violently!

The entire earth seemed to tremble, and the distant mountains trembled as well!

Warblers, sparrows, red-crowned finches... countless birds flew into the sky in a panic.

Run, run, run!

Omar's feet moved swiftly.

If the commander wants to die, let him die; I won't go with him!

and many more!

How did my feet leave the ground? My body is flying! I can see the entire base...

Centered on the oil depot and ammunition depot, the shockwave spread outwards, leaving devastation in its wake...

Flames were everywhere, and cries of terror filled the air...

His gaze drifted out of the hangar, where twenty three-wheeled motorcycles were speeding along at full speed!

They were moving very fast; in a short time, even the taillights were no longer visible...

His world was plunged into utter darkness.

The entire Delamy Air Force Base suffered a devastating blow!

Inside the city of Sana'a.

"Damn it, the Houthis dared to kill members of my Farah family! We must mobilize more troops to completely wipe out the Houthi rebels!"

Salah is still angry about Amar's death, which is a bad sign!

Everyone else was also worried, and some even regretted it.

If I'd known it would turn out like this, I shouldn't have sent the air force in the first place. Now it's a fight to the death! Everyone needs to be careful when they go out from now on...

and many more!

Why did the ground shake?

And... what about the huge fire burning in the distance that I saw outside the window?

"That's... the direction of Delamy Air Force Base!" Air Force Commander Mohammed Saleh Ahmaer walked to the window, and after seeing the location, his face turned ashen!

Boom!

The door was pushed open roughly.

"Report! Report! Delamy Air Force Base has been subjected to a terrible attack, the entire base..."

"What's wrong?"

"The entire base was engulfed in flames!"

It's over. The elite air force of North Yemen is completely finished!

Muhammad's legs went weak, and he could no longer support himself. Thud! He collapsed to the ground!

"Damn it, where are the airport security troops? What are they doing?" Saleh's face darkened.

"They...it's said they got a truck full of gas cylinders and detonated it at the main entrance. After the airport guards gave chase, the base was attacked by guerrillas from another direction!"

A feint to the east while attacking the west, luring the snake out of its hole!

Saleh gritted his teeth: "Immediately mobilize the defenses of Sana'a and completely encircle this guerrilla force that launched the surprise attack!"

"No, no!" The eldest son, Ahmed, quickly stopped him. "Father, this could be a conspiracy. What if their main force has already entered Sana'a..."

Saleh suddenly broke out in a cold sweat on his back.

For the first time since seizing power in the coup, he was afraid. These men in slippers were desperados! They didn't follow the rules and acted recklessly…

Is this revenge over? What if they want to get rid of him, the top leader?

"Ahmed, lead your Republican Guard on rigorous patrols to ensure the safety of Sana'a!"

"yes!"

"Mohammed, you coward, stand up! Go to Shah's side and ask them to provide a batch of second-hand aircraft to rebuild the air force. At the same time, urge them to send troops as soon as possible to join us in a pincer attack from the north and south to jointly destroy the Houthis!"

"Yes, yes."

At three o'clock in the morning, the royal palace in the capital of Saudi Arabia was brightly lit.

This country is simply the chosen one!

Beneath the land lie countless oil riches. Black gold is already enviable enough, but who would have thought there are world-class gold mines!

Those glittering gold pieces earned them the title of "rich dog," as they wore a cloth over their heads, thinking, "I'm the richest person in the world!"

They have money, but... their army is terrible!

"Gentlemen, you were the ones who nurtured the Houthi rebels. Now, they have grown strong and are baring their fangs!"

Having recovered from the great blow, Muhammad resumed his endless charade.

"If they can destroy our airbase this time, they can destroy yours next time! If they can kill members of the Saleh family this time, they can kill members of the Saudi family next time. You... have no choice but to fully support us and completely wipe out the Houthis, otherwise... one day, they will come to Riyadh to cause trouble!"

The princes present looked at each other, and finally their gazes all converged on one person.

From the head of the table, King Fahd spoke first: "Khalid, what do you think?"