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"It's like this. ”

Noticing Cádiz's silent gesture, Cardo frowned and shook his head.

In Alfheim, in the event of a critical situation in which the enemy is approaching the city. Women and children are evacuated to bomb shelters with disaster kits, and male citizens over the age of 16 take up arms to prepare for street fighting. Cádiz......

It is said that the Castilian warriors, although they are not very comfortable in terms of sexual orientation, are still very brave on the battlefield. Now it seems that only the brave front-line soldiers who love to shed blood are brave.

"The so-called big countries, as a result, are they also lazy and corrupt under peace?"

Cardo, who sighed, was not unaware of the mood of the citizens of Cádiz, "Which people are born to be kings, which people are born to be nobles, and which people are born to be slaves, this is the will of heaven and cannot be changed by man." In the mainstream of human society, the prosperity of the country and the glory of the military are out of touch with the burghers. For them, war is nothing but calamity. In the event of war, not only can you be drafted into dangerous battlefields, but you will also have to pay heavy taxes and provide food from your already meagre reserves. Once the enemy invades, they will destroy their homes and plunder their property, and humiliate their wives and daughters.

In the unpleasant historical memory of the elves for more than a thousand years, the miserable passage after being invaded by the enemy is too long and too clear, and the elves are a race with a very good memory.

"Because of this, the powerless must fight for their lives to maintain the survival of the race. ”

Recalling the tragic realizations of his ancestors, Kado's disgust for the one he witnessed was almost disgusting.

The people here lack the concept of national identity. Even if the enemy invades one day, they will just hold their breath as they do now and wait for the storm to end. If the enemy does not inflict terror on the city and its citizens, the next day they will begin to learn to adapt to life under the rule of a foreign ruler.

Cardo sighed and smiled wryly.

There is no way, although it is not happy to think that the ancestors are defeated at the hands of this race. But he really can't hate these lamb-like little citizens. The only way to do this is to quicken the pace and leave these poor and contemptible humans far behind.

On the main screen, the looming silhouette of the shipyard is already visible, and on the side is a palatial Galeon ship, which, judging by the gold-trimmed family coat of arms on the bow, is the Bartafrye of the Marquis de Santa Cruz. There were figures on the deck. Presumably he was preparing to set sail for battle.

"Finally a guy with a bit of talent has come out, if you can, I really want them to set sail. ”

Cardo couldn't hide his wry smile of regret, anyone could see Renian's destructive power. In front of the powerful particle cannon. All the warships in this harbor together are not worth mentioning. The group of sailors did not give up. Conscientiously want to make the battleship move, and use their courage and technology to meet the strong enemy.

What a great man, it's a shame to be human.

"Those guys who bite their fingers and look at this place should be like you...... I don't think that's right. Never mind. Take care of the next gift from Gilmania, Lord Marquis, you have a good group of brave and loyal men!!"

Obeying the impulse of the fiery soul resonance, Cado screamed and pulled the trigger to the end, and the Galeon ship and the shipyard were engulfed in dazzling light, and the face of the Castilian naval commander disappeared into Renian's passionate particle beam.

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At the same time that the naval mobile fleet raided Cádiz, the bell of the Guernica church kept ringing, and the old priest anxiously pulled the bell rope, looking at the ghosts in the sky, and cold sweat flowed from the top of his bald head.

In the wee hours of the morning, the old priest who was awakened by the urge to urinate got up to go to the toilet. As he walked through the church. A low roar resembling a swarm of bees suddenly came from the north-west sky, and the window was opened at the sound of the sound, and the terrifying spectacle in the air almost made the old priest pee his pants in fright.

A swarm of bat-shaped monsters dominated the skies, and a large group of these monsters that did not flap their wings approached Guernica with a thunderous "buzz". Regardless of decency and age, the old priest climbed up the bell tower and pulled the bell rope with a force he had never had before, and the high alarm echoed over the city that had not yet woken up.

It's too late.

In addition to leading the formation across the ocean to Guernica, this modified lead plane that does not hang bombs and is equipped with new equipment also has another task -- to use the radiolocation equipment carried by the guide aircraft to mark the targets of the bombing raid, and to maximize the effect of the air raid through on-site dispatch and observation.

"The height is 3200, the wind direction is southeast, and the wind speed is 63.5 meters per second. ”

The observer calmly reported the reading, and the corners of his eyebrows furrowed slightly. Driven by the monsoon air currents blowing from the western ocean, the speed of the bombers, which were already very fast, increased a lot, and the influence of the air currents made it difficult to aim and drop bombs. To add insult to injury, the clouds over Guernica were thicker than expected.

"Your Excellency, is it ......?"

"It's okay, follow the plan, and order the planes to prepare to lower the altitude. ”

"Yes. ”

The observer turned to the radioman's side and repeated it aloud. As with the radio, the new kid held down the throat receiver and passed the command to every bomber in the formation.

The lieutenant general sank into the leather seats, and the air filled his nostrils with the smell of oil, sweat, and metal, and it smelled much more comfortable than in the office.

Jablo's office is too comfortable, and Li Mei, who is not used to the luxury of air conditioning, is even more fond of this exclusive guide aircraft numbered 08MS, which is much more comfortable to stay in this air command center and blow the cold wind in the sky than the artificial wind. More importantly, only by being in actual combat can he collect first-hand information at the first time, carefully analyze it, and apply it to his own research topic - how to use bombs to complete the forced demolition of a city?

Although most of his colleagues adhered to the honor of the military and opposed indiscriminate critting. However, the paralysis of industrial production capacity in the rear by strategic bombing can have a decisive impact on the situation at the front - it is obviously unjustifiable that such an effective means is not applicable. Moreover, the doctrine of the Supreme Commander's General War has long pointed out that the industrial and productive personnel of the enemy country should also be regarded as targets, and that there is no problem with indiscriminate critical attacks in theory, leaving aside the illusory humanitarianism. The Supreme Governor himself agreed with Li Mei's attempt in this regard, and specially provided him with Guernica, an excellent practical object.

Since there is no problem in theory, all that remains is to put into practice strategic air strikes at the technical level that no one has ever tried.

The main troubles in front of Li Mei are: enemy interception, high-altitude currents, and low bomb load of long-range flight guides.

To reduce the risk of being intercepted by enemy forces, it is necessary to pull up the height. However, under the influence of strong winds, the few bombs they dropped across 7,000 kilometers were likely to be difficult to fall on the target.

If you want to be safe, you must be at a high altitude, and if you want to drop a bomb at a high altitude, you must not be accurate, and if you want to drop a bomb accurately, you must reduce the altitude to increase the probability of being discovered and intercepted by the enemy.

What Li Mei has in front of him is such a difficult equation, and if it is solved, not only his personal future will be bright, but also the development of the strategic air force will be bright. If you mess up, I'm sorry, but the responsibility for making your own decisions and misleading the country and the people is on you. The big knife of budget cutting is aimed at these expensive bombers, and the strategic air force is even more in ashes.

Pressure is motivation, and for the vision of forced demolition of the city he loves, Li Mei began his crazy gamble. (To be continued......)