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Chapter 48 The Impossible Triangle of Air Strikes

Chapter 48

The Arctic behemoth, the catapult runway, a modified transport plane slowly drove out of the side hangar and stopped at the end of the catapult track. "Shall we take this?" Blitzkrieg, carrying a tactical backpack, grabbed the handle and walked onto the ramp at the rear of the fuselage. The space inside wasn't very big, but it was more than enough to fit two squads.

“Yes, this is it.” Alexander walked up carrying the weapon case in one hand and placed the heavy weapon case next to his seat.

Around the aircraft, ground crew were busy attaching auxiliary power systems and adding fuel. The aviation strategist had already changed into a special flight suit, checked the ports of the neural enhancement links, climbed up the ladder to the cockpit, and lay down in the almost reclining cockpit.

"How are you feeling?" she asked routinely. The young girl stretched her neck, put her hands into the cage-like control panel, and stretched her legs and arms again. "Not bad."

"Hmm," the ground crew member pressed a panel on the side, and the structure, which resembled a massage bed, quickly tightened and secured her limbs and body. This was equivalent to an anti-G suit to counteract the overload.

During the "routine check," the girl, connected to the aircraft via a neural link, rapidly checked various relevant parameters and statuses. "Check, no problem," the ground crew then lowered the canopy. The canopy was a gold-plated crystalline structure, which served as the display layer, displaying various flight data to reduce the processing load on the neural link.

The War Knight MK2 is a single-person aircraft. The cockpit is very small compared to the massive fuselage. Most of the space needs to be used to install wet component processors and various auxiliary equipment so that the aviator can complete flight operations smoothly.

After the inspection was completed, the outer curved armor of the cockpit was lowered little by little by the crane, and locked in the groove, completely sealing it off.

With a "whoosh," the aviation data system activated, and the previously dark cockpit lit up again, displaying images of the outside world, as if it were half-lying in the void. Accompanied by a gurgling sound, the ground crew around the fuselage gradually dispersed, and the cargo hold ramps closed.

The runway indicator lights flash alternately from back to front, indicating that all takeoff preparations are complete.

"Ejection!" "Bang!" The colossal aircraft was ejected to the rear, soaring directly into the sky along the sloping deck. Then, its six rocket engines ignited, leaving a trail of flames as it disappeared into the corner of the sky.

Meanwhile, on the border of Ursus, near a military station built by the Letanians, a golden pocket watch opened and closed rhythmically, the rhythm getting faster and faster, representing the increasingly anxious state of mind of the other party. However, just before it erupted, a whistling sound came from the sky, and the fingers opening and closing the pocket watch suddenly stopped.

"They're here!" Sergei, the captain of the Ursus New Special Operations Squad, stood up. The other team members, who were also holed up in the abandoned Ursus farm, stood up as well, their armor rustling.

"Whoosh!" The War Knight MK2, having switched to hovering mode, opened its cockpit. "Prepare to parachute!"

“Okay~” Alexander shook his head, jumped out of the cabin first, and his power armor backpack spewed out hot air, quickly reducing his speed and altitude. He soon crashed to the ground, kicking up a large amount of dirt.

Following them were Blitzkrieg and his team, along with a member of the Yeti squad, all equipped with power armor to prevent infection by the demons and to ensure sufficient firepower to destroy the inner guard's fighting capabilities.

"The Kazdel people are here." Sergei emerged from the farm, which had a distinctly Ursusian feel to Alexander, making him feel as if he had returned to his old home in Siberia, with its colorful forests, icy rivers, and bright summer sunshine.

The old wooden houses swayed and sang in the wind, and the air seemed to be filled with the fragrance of flowers and honey. The stalls with a strong Russian art style and the noisy broken rocking chairs formed a childhood scene that seemed to be deep in my memory.

“What a terrible place,” Alexander said in a low voice. Ash extended her hand to the burly man opposite her, and “Ash” “Standard Bearer” Sergei also extended his hand to shake hers.

"I was planning to treat you to some of Ursus's specialty drinks, but there's clearly not that much time now. The enemy is moving prisoners and supplies, and we must launch an attack as soon as possible. I must say, your plane has attracted their attention."

"I've seen the station's layout. I think our plan is to launch an attack from the E passage on the winter side, while you hold them off from the front."

"Indeed, but that would mean you would have to bear most of the combat pressure, which isn't very safe."

“We are experts.” “I’m not questioning your skills, but this operation cannot afford to fail. I think we should attack in three directions: two simultaneously and one to contain the enemy.”

The flag bearer spoke up, saying that Ash's plan was the most effective, as it could concentrate most of the forces to break through. However, if the inner guards chose to retreat or resist layer by layer, they could potentially cause huge casualties by taking advantage of the complex terrain inside the station, and some of them could escape.

However, a two-pronged attack would ensure coverage of a sufficiently large indoor area, allowing for the complete elimination of these demon-controlled monsters and rebels.

“Alright, but this will increase the pressure on each of our routes.” Dividing the forces would certainly ensure annihilation, but it also meant the enemy could choose to attack any weak point. “I have faith in our men, just as you have faith in your own strength,” the standard-bearer Sergei shook his head.

"Alright, Chariot, you'll lead the team to hold off the enemy, and the rest of us will each lead our own teams. I think that should also avoid confusion in command?"

"Alright, Dagger, you'll follow this Mr. Tank. You and your fire support team will be under his command." The pressure on the scouting team in terms of coordination is relatively less, since they are only launching a feint attack to distract the attention of the outer personnel.

"Start the operation in one minute. Set your watches!"

A minute later, outside the station, "Clatter!" "Ready, kid?" Alexander was very gentle with the young man who looked about the same age as his nephew, while the latter nervously checked his weapon. "No problem, sir!"

"Fire!" The first to fire was the mortar team of the Short Knife, who launched three shells into the courtyard outside the station, which exploded into clusters of black and red flames. Then Ash's team took the lead in launching an attack.

"Rat-a-tat-tat!" The rebels, who had just emerged to try to fight back, hadn't even taken out their weapons when a burst of 10mm electromagnetic bullets swept across the top of the wall. The thin adobe brick wall, which was less than 30 centimeters high, could not provide any defense and could only provide negligible cover.

Dirt and gravel flew everywhere, causing the rebels to immediately duck back into their positions. At that moment, Alexander released the firing button, picked up the machine gun, moved to a different spot, and casually pulled a young mortarman who was still unaware of the relocation.

"Transfer".

"Can……"

"Order!"

"All right!"

The counter-fire and artillery barrage on Terra didn't arrive as quickly as on Earth. In fact, based on his experience, they could fire at least two or three more rounds before needing to relocate. But Alexander wasn't that carefree. On Earth, Ursus's method of using firepower to contain the enemy would have been rendered useless by all the fire support they were called for.

Moreover, constantly changing positions allows for better suppression of the enemy, preventing them from finding your blind spots and then quietly bypassing your frontal fire to support your flanks.

"Go over there," Alexander commanded succinctly. He reloaded the machine gun. For a machine gunner and artilleryman, power armor, which allows for rapid relocation while carrying a machine gun, is a legendary enhancement. On Earth, he could single-handedly lock down two streets across the street.

The rebels did try to evade and counterattack, but were then subjected to continued fire suppression from two different directions, forcing them to bury their heads in the ground and call for support.

Being controlled by evil spirits does not mean they become mindless puppets. In fact, their combat experience and combat awareness will not be affected as a result.

Shuanghua made a gesture and quickly pulled the fiber optic probe back from the window crack. Of course, the four guards wouldn't be foolish enough to lean against the window looking for a sniper. In fact, they were stationed in the passageway, aiming their weapons at the flimsy door.

There were makeshift roadblocks and bunkers in front and on both sides, a standard ambush formation. Clearly, the internal guards were not incompetent fools. The imposing frontal presence was obviously a diversionary attack, so the real enemy must be coming from the flanks and rear. Therefore, the rebel guards were arranged to set up ambush positions in advance.

However, unexpectedly, they were facing the very experts who were best at dealing with this kind of situation. "Prepare to break through the assault," Ash gestured to the others, raising their weapons. The next second, a wall-breaking grenade was embedded in the wall.

Whether they are new or old center guards, they are all relics of the previous era. They may be wary of the era of long-range weapons, but ultimately they have never experienced it firsthand.

"What was that sound?" One of the guards looked at the wall. "Boom!" The wall bricks shattered, followed by a rapid burst of gunfire that hit the wall and the bunker. Two guards were killed on the spot, and the rest were disoriented by the explosion.

The inner guard's quick reaction prevented him from suffering serious injury. "Breakthrough!" Blitzkrieg charged in headfirst with a large shield in one hand and a hand cannon in the other. The shattered walls and barricades were no match for the impact of the more than half-ton power armor, which exploded with a deafening roar.

The guard had just drawn his scimitar when he was hit by a Sacred Flame hand cannon. The huge recoil almost made Blitzkrieg lose his grip on the gun, and the impact of the bullet slammed him against the wall of the station toilet behind him.

The burst water pipe sprayed out a large amount of murky water. The bodyguard lay in the rubble like a corpse. "Is he dead?" A member of the Yeti Squad, holding a rifle, slowly approached the bodyguard. He held the gun in one hand and an thermite grenade in the other, preparing to dispose of the body.

"Snap!" From beneath the tattered trench coat, a tentacle suddenly shot out and wrapped around his arm, the fluffy tentacles constantly searching for gaps in the armor, trying to penetrate it.

"Whoosh!" Shuanghua rolled closer, severing the tentacle with her hot-melt knife, and kicked the unlucky guy away. She then quickly hooked onto the curved pipe and did a perfect pull-up to dodge another tentacle.

At this moment, the lower half of the inner guard's "corpse" stood up, and the upper half, which looked like it had been broken, twisted and turned over little by little. Pink fleshy buds grew from the gap in the chest and abdomen that had been almost broken in the middle, and they intertwined and healed quickly.

"What the hell is this?!" "It's something that can only be dealt with by a heat-melting cannon!" The gunner carrying the heat-melting cannon approached with heavy steps, and the guard realized his danger and pounced on Blitzkrieg.

"Clang!" The claws made contact with the shield, and Flash could barely hold on. The power armor creaked and groaned as the monster fell backward. "Roar!" Using Flash as a springboard, the monster lunged toward the corridor outside the toilet ruins in an attempt to escape.

"Whoosh!" A miniature missile met it in mid-air. "Boom!" Golden flames flew out, and then a nearly charred thing landed. This time, no one gave it a chance to heal. The ion beam of the thermal cannon quickly wrapped around the monster. Soon, only completely dried-up bones and a pool of molten unidentified substance remained on the ground.

"Objective 1 accomplished, we are now proceeding to the station hall."

"We've run into some trouble here!" Sergei's side is facing a problem. They failed to deal with the internal guards immediately, and now the territory is spreading in the parking lot behind the station. A large number of tentacles and split entities are constantly bombarding them with spikes and demonic spores.

"Is your bomb ready yet?"

"Alright!" Although the Ussat Special Task Force wasn't as well-equipped as the Rainbow Squad, it wasn't the first time they'd encountered this kind of enemy. The demolition expert kicked the vehicle, helping the explosives truck speed out of cover and rush towards the target.

The internal guards noticed the explosive device and disdainfully reached out. Several tentacles emerged from the "Land" and slammed the car away. However, at the very moment it was slammed away, "Boom!" A scorching unidentified substance flew out, and the pitch-black Land seemed to be disturbed, quickly fading in color and turning into a rock-like grayish-white.

More accurately, it turned into a rock-like substance. "Now!" An Ursus javelin pierced through the somewhat unresponsive guard and pinned it to the wall. "Purifier!"

"Pfft!" More liquid sprayed onto the land and walls, spreading wildly in a grayish-white hue.

"Monster, Ursus created you! You will never harm anyone on Ursus's 'territory'!" Sergei raised his special short sword and thrust it down. The guard struggled to raise his hand, but his hand and heart were pinned together, and a grayish-white color spread under the guard's coat.

This anti-evil agent cannot kill the demon, but it can temporarily turn the inner guard's territory and himself into this rigid, unidentified substance for about a day and a night. Of course, if the inner guard resists, the duration will be shortened. Overall, it is enough to strap the thermite bomb to it.

"Rainbow, Yeti, we're breaking into the parking lot." After dealing with the guards stationed at the back, the resurrected rebels made the special operations team's advance extremely difficult, with dense crossbow bolts and bullets raining down overhead. "They have an armored vehicle."

"Perfect!" Ash hung up the communication. They had also encountered trouble on their side. A light tank produced by Letania. In her not-so-short career as a special agent, this was the first time she had ever encountered a mission that required fighting a tank indoors.

"Bang bang bang!" The metal bolts fired by the electromagnetic crossbow sent stone chips flying through the circular corridor on the second floor of the hall; no one wanted to get hit by one.

When Ash first discovered it was a crossbow, he thought it was some kind of junkyard DIY armored vehicle with a ballista mounted on it. But when its coils and automatic crossbow started working, Ash's smile vanished.

"Firehand!"

"The firepower is too intense, the thermobaric cannon can't hit it!" Although the train station hall wasn't very large, it was more than enough for a light tank to reverse and turn around, not to mention there was a squad of infantry and two bodyguards providing cover. The gunner really couldn't aim under these circumstances, especially since the thermobaric cannon could only fire one more shot before needing to stop and reload.

The frontal battlefield went smoothly. Alexander found his rhythm in Chechnya again, firing skillfully and rhythmically, keeping the enemy from even raising their heads. The fierce artillery fire easily tore through any cover, including walls. Even if the enemy brought out an armored vehicle, it didn't last long.

Moreover, they had mortars providing continuous fire support, and buildings around the station were exploding, sending plumes of black smoke into the air.

"You guys seem to be in trouble?" The War Knight MK2 circled around and came back, switching to its close air support pod. "Give me a signal, you tough guys!"

"You're a fucking angel!" Blitzkrieg dodged another round of coaxial machine gun fire with a leap, crawled through the rubble and ruins, and pointed the laser designator in his hand at the light tank that was wreaking havoc.

"Alright~ Angel Mommy loves you all~" The aviation sorceress smiled as she put the triple locking rings together, and then the airborne electromagnetic cannon on the pod opened fire.

Supersonic metal bullets pierced the glass atrium of the station. One bullet struck the rear of the tank, causing the entire front of this small vehicle, weighing less than 30 tons, to bounce up. The other two bullets instantly turned two guards into one guard.

To put it bluntly, only the lower bodies of the two soldiers were thrown out by the shockwave. However, the guards who landed on the "territory" quickly repaired their bodies, and the black territory rapidly gathered on the remains like mud.

Before it could be fully repaired, the machine guns of the two 35mm torch ammunition belts swept across the black land and the remnants of the inner guards who were being repaired, leaving only two shattered skeletons on the ground, burning with the torch.

"I have to go support the other tough guys, goodbye!"

"That's awesome! I'll definitely treat you to a drink when we get back!" Blitzkrieg pumped his fist. Such a precise, fast, and powerful air strike was something the Americans could only dream of.

For the Americans, precision, speed, and power in air strikes is an impossible triangle; only two can ever be satisfied. A fast and powerful air strike will often blow you and your enemy to bits, while a precise and fast air strike is unlikely to be very effective.

As for when the precise and powerful air strikes will arrive, that depends on when the people will be willing to turn their compassionate gaze toward the pitiful fourth-class creatures on the ground.

[PS]

A few days ago, while playing an old game, I noticed something strange: Terra in FF9 is probably the prototype for Hypergryph Terra. It's also possible that the developers didn't intentionally use this setting, but they probably subconsciously thought of it. After all, Square Enix has used the basic settings of FF9 quite a bit before, such as Drakengard 1~3 and NieR 1~2.

[You can see for yourself. It can only be said that the worldviews are different, but the basic settings are not exactly the same, but they can also be said to be identical—an advanced civilization where souls are merged together, and androids created for resurrection. The androids give birth to their own souls and completely destroy the souls of their creators.]

The red and blue moons cycle every 16 days, with their orbits intersecting and overlapping, visible for only one month. The blue moon is visible on the 1st, the red and blue moons overlap on the 16th (blue moon first), and the red moon is visible on the 32nd. On the 48th, the blue and red moons overlap again (red moon first).

Because the red moon is smaller and the blue moon is larger, each month only has 16 days. Theoretically, when both moons shine together, the red moon is in the center of the blue moon, overlapping each other.

Furthermore, in FF9, Terra was a planet with highly advanced magic. Due to planetary decay, the planet's soul and memories had to be packaged and integrated into Gaia. Gaia's civilization was a highly advanced mechanical civilization that perished due to an impact, leaving behind numerous ruins.

However, Terra's soul was too weak, so the Terrans had to use fusion magic to merge themselves into Gaia's soul cycle, essentially using a shell to enter the world of humanity. This incomplete fusion resulted in the creation of a large number of "demi-humans."

The Terrans themselves are immortal, having merged with the planet's life forms...

Hmm~~~~~~