My Empire

The technical leakage of Schreck, or "Schreckers" to Alan Hill is too large to estimate, but the matter is over, no matter how Chris hates it, it will not help.

Fortunately, such a large-scale technology leak occurred when it was controllable and did not really involve core secrets. Regarding the confidential work of computer technology, nuclear weapons technology, and even high-end technology such as jet fighters, Ailan Hill is still very confidential.

On the other hand, the occurrence of this kind of thing is also directly related to the rapid expansion of Ailan Hill. Even in areas such as the Mayne Ferry, the core of Ailan Hill, Chris did not rule directly for more than 4 years.

In most areas, it took less than two years to become the territory of Ailan Hill, and the cohesion was naturally not as strong as it seemed.

In fact, in Chris's opinion, it is a miracle that these annexed areas can be reclaimed for use in such a short period of time to provide Alan Hill with soldiers and supplies, and even participate in production.

The last large-scale data leakage incident was not without benefits to Ailan Hill. The Puppet Empire was eager for success and basically exposed all the intelligence networks deployed by the Magic Empire in the Dothan and Arrant regions.

After eliminating these internal unstable factors, it is not easy to mix sand into Ailan Hill. After all, these people before were basically installed before the occupation of Ailan Hill, the effect of secrecy is good and easy to control.

Now, the occupation of Airanhill brings hope for mortals, and most people are unwilling to return to the era of the magic empire. In such an environment with a solid foundation of the masses, the Ailanhill counterintelligence is operating in secret. Under the supervision of the department, it is impossible to steal Allan Hill's technology on a large scale.

The Puppet Empire has used up almost all of their dark lines in Ailan Hill. This kind of behavior is a one-shot deal and can only be done once. Now they have done it, so there is no condition to do it anymore.

Another problem is that with the rapid development of technology, the technology is becoming more and more dispersed, and the system is getting larger and larger, and the drawings are no longer likely to be concentrated on a certain node and cannot be stolen together.

Even if there is such a node, it is definitely the key protection area for Ailan Hill, and it is undoubtedly impossible for the puppet empire to start.

"The parade is ready... the latest individual equipment, the latest MiG-21 fighter jets, and the m4 tank, as well as the s103 assault gun, self-propelled anti-aircraft gun, the latest sa-2 air defense missile, SCUD ballistic missiles and other advanced weapons Equipment..." Castner, who was in charge of the military parade, made a public report.

This time the military parade was of a serious show-off nature, so Alan Hill's senior officials hoped to show their mighty power. Many advanced equipment were unveiled publicly for the first time, and even many Alan Hill officers did not know the existence of these weapons.

For example, the enhanced version of the SCUD ballistic missile has been modified with solid launch fuel through the unremitting efforts of technicians, which has greatly reduced the combat preparation time and increased the reliability of its use.

"Furthermore, this military parade also has a phalanx of the Magic Army. It can be said to be the most ambitious military parade since the founding of Alan Hill." After briefly introducing the deployment of the military parade, Archduke Castner stopped. Report, waiting for Chris' instructions.

With the full-scale outbreak of the war and the continual victory of Ailan Hill on the front line, the emperor in front of him already has supreme authority and terrible national appeal. Now Chris can be said to be the **** of Ellen Hill, no one can disobey his will.

"Very good!" Chris nodded after hearing the report, fairly satisfied with Castner's arrangement.

This time, he is going to show the terrible force of Ailan Hill in front of the Grand Magister of Longsadre, so he does not recommend adding a little bit of material to this parade: "The fake missiles made in a hurry are also ready? "

Chris intends to let the great magister grandfather from afar take a look at Ailan Hill's "Dongfeng hm-15 ballistic missile" in advance. Although he doesn't really own this ballistic missile yet, he doesn't mind telling others that he has already started producing more advanced second-generation ballistic missiles.

After all, this grand military parade, while demonstrating force, is actually telling all Ailan Hill's opponents to clean their necks and wait!

"Ready! Your Majesty!" Castner suppressed his smile secretly and replied solemnly.

With props and real guys mixed together, the real and the fake fooled an old man who came from afar. Castner felt that the emperor of his family was also a master of playing psychological tactics to a certain level.

Who knows that Ailan Hill’s Dongfeng hm-5 ballistic missile is real, and the SCUD improved missile is also real, but the Dongfeng hm-15 ballistic missile sandwiched in between is fake?

What's even more detrimental is that this fake drawing of the Dongfeng hm-15 ballistic missile was made out of nowhere, waiting for the puppet empire or other magic empires to steal it. If such a fake missile is really manufactured, it’s better to not launch it. When the missile is produced, it’s okay to lay it flat. Once it’s erected, the liquid fuel will explode...

This is almost a super large-capacity fuel bomb. A rocket weighing more than 20 tons explodes and the warhead carried is definitely considered to be very spectacular.

If no one steals it, it's fine. Once someone steals it, Ailan Hill's previous vengeance of losing the drawing will almost be recovered. Maybe it would kill a few high-level magicians. Thinking about it, it's a little exciting.

…

While Chris was discussing his military parade, the puppet Empire Seismograph that intercepted Airenhill Air Force One roared and climbed to an altitude of 11 kilometers.

At this altitude, it doesn't have much performance. The body is heavy and awkward, and it can almost fly to this altitude.

Compared with the dexterous acceleration and dodge action of Airland Hill Air Force One, the fighter jet piloted by the puppet is more like a civil aircraft.

Because he has not been exposed to flight training, the Puppet Empire simply mastered the operation method of this seismoelectric fighter based on the stolen operation manual. Therefore, these puppet pilots are basically flying rookies, and there is no air combat experience at all.

But they are not without their strengths. At least the puppets flying these seismoelectric fighters are not afraid of death, so they dare to challenge the high-difficulty and high-risk flights that normal people dare not to challenge.

Another feature that makes people more troublesome is that the number of these puppet planes seems to be a lot, and more than ten seismoelectric interceptors were dispatched in one takeoff, which looks densely packed and looks very imposing.

I saw these puppet fighters that were about to lose their speed. Under the control of the puppet soldiers in the cockpit, they started to turn on the rocket booster, suddenly increased their speed by a bit, and rushed to the Boeing 707 passenger plane in the distance. .

In the shocked eyes of the first officer of Airland Hill Air Force No. 1, a seismoelectric fighter was ripped off by the huge acceleration of the rocket due to the strength of the airframe. At an altitude of 11 kilometers where the air is already very thin, Fragmented into a state of parts.

The short rocket thrust caused the remaining seismoelectric fighters to start rushing from the flanks to Airan Hill Air Force One, and the distance between the two sides was constantly approaching.

"I am Airenhill Air Force One! I am Airenhill Air Force One! These enemy aircraft can fly to my altitude! Repeat, these enemy aircraft can fly to my altitude! Request support! Request support! "Grabbing the intercom, the pilot of Air Force One is already a little flustered.

It was the first time he saw an enemy plane flying to this height, and it was the first time he felt what it was like to be chased and killed in the sky of 10,000 meters.

Just when he was about to despair, a quiet voice with a slight interference appeared in his headset: "Air Force One! Air Force One! Call Butcher No. 3! Call Butcher No. 3! I'm Air Force Hunter Force Escort fighter pilot! Please confirm the working status of the identification friend or foe system! Repeat...Please confirm the working status of the identification friend or foe system."

The Captain of Air Force One who saw hope immediately pressed the talker and said: "I have checked the equipment! I have checked the equipment... The identification system is all normal! Everything is normal!"

"Tu Dao 3 understand! Keep your course! I saw you on the radar!" Amidst the faint interference of hiss, the fighter pilot's voice came again, and the radar of Air Force One also showed it. The location of friendly fighter jets.

"Great! They are here!" In the co-pilot, the young co-pilot almost jumped up from his position. The captain finally showed a relaxed smile on his face, and continued to accelerate towards the friendly forces. Past.

The jet engine, which was countless times larger than the piston engine, roared in the sky. In the narrow cockpit, the Airanhill fighter pilot with an oxygen mask used the intercom to give his wingman a combat command: "Accelerate. Get closer, get ready to fight!"

The two fighters suddenly accelerated forward, and air currents formed by the sound barrier began to appear around the fuselage. The fuselage of the aircraft began to turbulently. With a loud noise, the two MiG-21 fighters broke through the sound barrier one after the other. Like a sharp arrow, rushed to the war zone.

And at this moment, the voice stayed behind them. The clouds were full of sunlight shining on the black fuselage, and the sharp dorsal fins on the slender projectile hung under the wings shone coldly.

"Turn on the missile insurance! Lock on the target!" On the radio, the lead pilot's tone remained calm, as if he was playing a new game—

Well, yesterday’s chapter commentary Long Ling has read... This is a good preparation before, there are plots and narrations, and dozens of chapters have been talked about. Why are you suddenly unable to accept it... But I still have to look at it. The book friends who are upset apologize for making you uncomfortable. I'm sorry.