I have a piece of land in my hand

Chapter 118 Great Song's Siege Battle

"Damn, missile attack?!"

Chen Fan was squeezed into the seat tightly by the seat belt.

The passengers in the ear screamed harshly, and everyone screamed like crazy, as if they wanted to howl more before dying, otherwise there would be no chance for a while.The few unlucky guys who didn't wear seat belts had been knocked into a faint, flying around like garbage.

"No! I don't want to die!"

"God! Who can save me!!"

"Cao Nima, I'm going to die, ah ha ha ha!!! To die!!! Ha ha ha!!!"

One minute before the passenger plane crashed, the crowd broke out in a violent riot. Some clasped their hands and prayed to God, while others were mentally stimulated and became crazy.

Crying and noise are endless.

Chen Fan didn't speak, he looked out the window with complicated eyes, looked at the rotating sky and earth, and was silent.

He can take the passenger plane across and save everyone's lives, but in this way, the passenger plane will inevitably disappear on the air traffic control radar, attracting the attention of several surrounding countries.

After a long while, Chen Fan sighed helplessly, meditating in his heart.

"Passing."

Huh!

The scene outside the window changed suddenly. When the passenger plane appeared again, it was already in a planting base in Congo, South Africa, and was parked quietly on the ground.

"This...Where is this? Heaven?"

The passengers looked around in amazement, but before they were relieved, they felt a pain in their neck and rolled their eyes and fainted, even in the cab.

The alloy hatch that could prevent machine guns from being shot by a machine gun directly tore a big hole under Chen Fan's punch. The captain and the captain didn't even have the opportunity to pull out the pistol from his waist, so the black figure suddenly broke in. I was knocked out.

After confirming that all the passengers had fainted, Chen Fan smiled bitterly, shook his head, and moved all their people and luggage outside, then put his palm on the fuselage, and the entire passenger plane disappeared without a trace and was recycled into it. The system mall has earned a few copper coins, which is regarded as the reward for this rescue.

"Where should I send people?"

Chen Fan was a little troubled for a while.

It will definitely not work to just throw it here, anyway, it can't be in South Africa, otherwise it will inevitably be investigated by international organizations.

After thinking about it, he finally decided to take everyone to Syria.

Standing in the planting base, Chen Fan casually waved at the open space in front of him, and a triangular flat sci-fi fighter appeared out of thin air.

The king-class intelligent fighter is the product of the Xtreme Martial Arts Hall that swallows the Star World. Neither attack nor defense is comparable to the current fighters, but it is slightly lacking in stealth and cannot avoid the microwave scanning of large matrix radars.

Think about it, too, the monsters that swallow the starry sky are all monsters with overwhelming power. Humans do not need to study the stealth technology of a new generation of fighters. It is inevitable that the technology tree is crooked.

Although the top speed of the King-level intelligent fighter is surpassing Mach ten, according to Chen Fan's understanding, several major countries in the world have developed their own hypersonic missiles, which are fully capable of shooting down the King-level intelligent fighter.Besides, Syria, known as the Arena of Great Powers, the ghost knows if this thing has ever been deployed!

"I can only fly at low altitude."

Chen Fan carried more than a dozen passengers, including the captain and deputy captain, onto the fighter plane, then set up the route, handed over the control to the fighter plane's intelligent software, and prepared to fly directly to Syria along deserts, forests and other places with few people.

......

And in the world of Tianlong Babu in the space and time, the first modernization war started without warning.

The cause of this war was due to the remnants of Mantuo Villa headed by Murong Fu. Oh, no, it should be the Revival Army of the Great Yan Kingdom, who attacked the 20,000 troops stationed in Wuxi by Song Dynasty at night.

That night, gunshots broke out, and the roaring fighters from both sides were fighting in the sky. Hundreds of tons of aerial bombs were dropped into Wuxi City, setting up half of the city, and countless people were awakened from their sleep, or they could never wake up again.

The Song court was furious, and Emperor Song Zhezong Zhao Xu issued an imperial decree and sent 300,000 soldiers to slay this group of rebels.

"Report to the general! The army has been stationed, please give instructions!" Outside Wuxi, a Song sergeant in camouflage uniform was reporting to the general meeting standing on the ridge and observing the tower with a telescope.

"According to my order, let the artillery battalion carry out saturation bombing of the enemy troops on the tower every half an hour, and the other combat units will gather for breakfast in the third and fifth hours, and launch a general offensive before dawn!"

The general is not angry or prestigious and confident.

The imperial court dispatched 300,000 troops this time. In his opinion, it was completely unnecessary.Although Murong Fu had some fame in the arena, compared with the court, he couldn't even count as a young man.

An army of 300,000, and every soldier is equipped with a powerful AK assault rifle. It is simply people who block and kill gods and Buddhas. Even the remnants of the Yan Kingdom have firearms in their hands. But in terms of number, the Song Dynasty definitely It is the one with the advantage.

At 5:12 in the morning, the battle started.

After several hours of shelling, the city wall, which was nearly fifteen meters high, was blown in half. It was already in tatters and piled up gravel and mutilated bodies.

The Great Song army's offensive went smoothly, without encountering any enemies, it easily gained control of the southern tower.

"Where are the rebels? Did they all escape?" The general hesitated a little while analyzing the battlefield situation in the command post, and then ordered the soldiers to move forward and clear out possible enemies in the city.

The city of Wuxi, which was very prosperous in the past, is silent at this moment, and the people can't be seen.

The two Song soldiers held the AK, rubbed the trigger with their fingers, and carefully fumbled towards the alley.

However, at this moment, they did not notice that at a height of five centimeters from the ground, there was another thin line with the width of only hair. The two ends were connected to both sides of the alley. At the corner of the wall, there was a bump covered by stones. Up.

"Ok?"

One of the soldiers felt as if he was tripped by something. Just about to lower his head, the glare of the fire engulfed him and his comrades.

boom!

There was a deafening explosion in the alley, and the same scene was staged elsewhere.Overlooking the entire city of Wuxi from the sky, the streets like a maze of lights flashed from time to time, and the extinguishing of each light signaled the death of life.

There was a bloodthirsty gleam in Murong Fu's eyes on a mountain top five kilometers away.

"It's really a group of brave and brave fools. They think they will be invincible with firearms, and they don't know the magical effects of warfare."

"Since you want this city so much, then stay here forever."

With that, he pressed the remote control in his hand, and went away without looking back.

Behind him, thousands of high explosives that were buried in Wuxi City had violent explosions one after another, and under the shining light of the morning light, they bloomed with coquettish beauty.