Munitions Empire

The regimental commander actually had no idea that his position was not the unluckiest or the most miserable one today!

Because his position was not the main target of the Tang Army’s assault, the bombings on his position were actually performed by fighter planes in a makeshift manner.

The Qi Army positions that stood in front of the Tang Armored Corps were being ravaged by Stuka Dive Bombers right now; those soldiers were the true embodiment of despair.

The Qi soldiers crammed in the trenches had completely lost their minds by now, covering their ears and screaming in terror.

Each dive of the hovering vultures above them came with a despair-inducing, piercing drone, a shrill sound that penetrated deep into the soul, as if the Grim Reaper himself was singing.

The shrill noise echoed miles high in the sky, persisting, drawing ever closer, followed by the sound of machine gun strafing that made the curled up soldiers in the trenches shudder with fear.

They did not understand why there were such cruel war machines in this world that made such noises while killing, terrorizing people’s minds hundreds of times over.

Every time a Stuka Dive Bomber made its steep dive, the deliberately installed sirens would start working amid the airstream disturbance, emitting long, deadly whistles.

For the soldiers waiting to be slaughtered on the ground, every approaching whine that grew closer and closer was tormenting their already shattered will.

These Qi soldiers, who had long lost their fighting will, were like little girls hiding under beds, watching a velociraptor’s clawed feet stomp in front of their faces, those scythe-like talons repeatedly tapping on the floor by their noses.

If they had just died, turned into chunks of flesh by a single blast, perhaps it would have been a better outcome—at least they’d be dead, without having to be tormented by such repeated intimidation.

But it was this incessant hovering between life and death that most tortured the soldiers’ morale. When everyone collapsed, the whole battlefield was not much different from hell.

"Ah!” A Qi soldier, holding his ears, crouched in the trench screaming in despair, his cry echoing with the devil-like scream of the diving Stuka Bomber above the battlefield.

"It’s coming! It’s coming! It’s here!” Finally, the mad soldier stood up regardless of everything, turned around to run, but had only taken a few steps before being shot through the back by an officer enforcing discipline.

But as the mad soldier fell, more soldiers scrambled, hundreds of them on the position scattering like startled gazelles.

The Stuka Dive Bomber, having found its targets, dived and began strafing the fleeing soldiers. A series of white smoke trailed across the crowd, and in an instant, dozens were shredded.

The carefully arranged artillery position was now bombarded beyond recognition; the top-down attack turned the shelters into a joke.

The massive cannons were simply sitting ducks, clearly visible from the sky, just like targets in a drill, looking exactly alike.

In this era, aside from the Tang forces, who would think of something like anti-aircraft camouflage? Camouflage nets simply didn’t exist! Next to the big guns, it was impossible to find an anti-aircraft machine gun setup.

Above in the sky, in the square cockpit of a Stuka Dive Bomber, the pilot looked through the edges of the seagull-shaped wings toward the ground.

He was looking for high-value targets worthy of dropping his bombs on, feeling that strafing the already completely collapsed soldiers on the ground was pointless.

Soon, he spotted something interesting—a cluster of barracks with many vehicles parked nearby, and crucially, on the other side of the barracks, there was even a railway connected!

Clearly, this was a front-line supply station; many materials would be transported here first and then distributed to the troops at the front.

Thus, the pilot immediately contacted his wingman: “Target spotted! Target spotted! Look at 1 o’clock! A supply station!”

"I see it! 1 o’clock! A complex of buildings The wingman responded a few seconds later.

The radio environment in this era was still very good, far from the severe interference known in later times, so the radio communication inside the aircraft was clear, with little electric interference.

"I’m diving in! Cover me!” Since the target had been found, the lead aircraft’s pilot no longer wasted time. He was eager to drop his bombs and then return to strafe ground targets for fun.

He opened the dive brakes, pushed his control stick forward, and the Stuka Dive Bomber sensitively pitched down, beginning its long dive.

That piercing noise that spelled despair echoed in the sky again, as the pilots driving towards the ground enjoyed this romance that belonged exclusively to them.

For the enemy, the sound of despair was a beautiful symphony to their own ears! Accompanied by such pleasing sounds, the pilot of the Stuka Dive Bomber saw the red lines painted diagonally across his cockpit canopy gradually align with the distant horizon.

This was the warning line, indicating that the bombers had entered the maximum dive angle, and any further risk could cause the aircraft to disintegrate.

The body of the Stuka dive bomber, plummeting towards the ground at nearly a forty-five-degree angle, began to shake slightly, the airbrakes were deployed, and the ground seemed to rush toward them.

Such an exhilarating process was simply the favorite of thrill-seekers chasing the extreme, the sight of the increasingly magnificent ground coming at them could make anyone shriek.

With his back against the pilot, the machine-gunner loudly reminded of the altitude showing on the altimeter, he couldn’t see the ground, only the wingman diving down with him in the distance.

Suddenly, he felt his aircraft shake, signaling the change brought by the bombs detaching from the fuselage.

Then his falling body pressed against his seat, he knew the pilot had released the bombs and was rapidly pulling up.

Right after, he saw the wingman also dropping bombs and leveling out, and the next second he saw the distant horizon. The land grew larger, and the sky smaller, he grabbed the machine gun in front of him and began to wildly strafe the targets on the ground.

The next second, he saw a huge flame erupt within a residential area. The shockwave, like an invisible iron fist, shattered the walls of all houses nearby, blew off the rooftops, and crushed everything nearby.

"Wow!” the shooter whooped loudly, swinging his fist and feeling the air currents slap against his arms high up in the sky.

While he was cheering, the bombs dropped by the wingman also hit the ground, turning into a billowing flame and blasting into a towering column of smoke.

Soon, the two pull-up bombers realized they might have hit an ammunition storage as the secondary explosions of the ammunition lit up, engulfing the houses below in a series of blasts.

"Hey! That might be an ammunition depot!”, the lead plane’s gunner shouted loudly at his pilot, watching the exploding flames behind.

"No fool would store ammunition in such an obvious place!”, the pilot turned his head, also saw his impressive achievement, and yelled back, “It must be the ammunition that hadn’t been transported to the depot yet!”

"Anyway, that sight is too spectacular!” The wingman’s pilot also saw his own battle results and became excited: “Hahaha! They’re done for!”

…

Behind the Qi Country’s defense line, the First Prince looked up at the sky, his face pale with no color, terribly ashen.

Above his head, more than 60 B-17 bombers flew in a neat formation, heading majestically towards King City of Qi Country.

As a prince, he was powerless to stop these enemy aircraft heading for King City, not even able to bluff the opponents.

Because the altitude at which these airplanes were flying was beyond the threat range of any weapon in his hands, all he could do was watch helplessly, anger being of no help.

"What should we do?” He turned back, looking at Shireck’s military advisor standing by him, demanding, “What on earth are those things?”

"Your Highness! We don’t know either, but they seem very much like airships!” A military advisor from Shireck reassured him, his voice firm.

"Very much alike? Our anti-aircraft guns… can’t hit such small, fast-moving targets! For these things, King City, where my father resides, is undefended!”, the First Prince yelled, pointing at the B-17 bombers in the sky.

"I’m sorry, we will come up with countermeasures as quickly as possible! Or, expedite the production of weapons to fight them!”, another advisor from Shireck also had to say.

"You better be quick! If anything really goes wrong! It will all be too late!”, the First Prince did not yet know that at this very moment, his younger brothers’ positions were under attack by these objects flying in the sky.

Right in front of the ravaged Qi Army defense line by the Stuka, no one was paying attention to this area anymore. Behind a small grove and bushes, a number of Panzer IV tanks were slowly moving forward.

Zhao Guozhu stuck out half his body, looking at the Stuka dive bombers screeching down in the distance with envy in his eyes. If possible, he too wanted to soar in the sky like a bird.

Without warning, the Tang Army artillery behind the tank corps started causing trouble. Hundreds of artillery guns that had been assembled roared almost simultaneously, a sound so fierce it even startled the advancing Tang infantry.

Countless shells tore through the air, screaming as they fell into the Qi Army’s position, and then the entire Qi position was engulfed in thick smoke.

Seeing this scene, the advisors from Shireck then realized that compared to the concentrated firepower of their artillery in Gobur, the firepower of the Tang Army was truly earth-shattering!

On the sixth day after Tang Country declared war on Qi Country, when everyone following the war thought that the Tang Army would consider casualties and just sit and wait for the situation to change, the Tang Army’s attack began so abruptly in an unimaginable and unprecedented manner.

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