My Empire

"Ghost fog forest is on fire..." Putting down the **** in his hand, a farmer from the Puppet Empire stared at the thick smoke in the distance and shouted loudly.

The Ghost Mist Forest is the largest forest nearby. There are countless trees and countless animals living in it.

The nearby mountain people rely on this forest to live, whether they go to the mountains to hunt, or plant some crops around the forest, in short, it is a typical backer to eat the mountains.

But now, the strange flying vehicles that had just flown here dropped something, and the sound of explosions continued one after another.

Then, the planes left, and the entire forest began to burn. Looking at the thick smoke that obscures the sky, everyone knows that the scale of this wildfire must not be small.

"Those **** things are here to set fire!" a farmer exclaimed angrily: "Everyone, go and put out the fire! It's too late if it's too late!"

As a result, some mountain people began to rush into the forest with their things, and then these people escaped with other beasts.

The wildfire spread much faster than they thought. Before they could actually reach the burning area, they realized that the wildfire was not something they could save.

Countless fire spots and countless trees are burning. Under such a situation, the word "fire fighting" is almost less like a joke.

Now, I can only rely on those magicians who are always on top of each other. If they are willing to take action, such a disaster may still be saved.

The raging fire can be clearly distinguished, the jungle is burning, and more than one forest is burning wildly.

The Puppet Empire was close to all the forests of the Malon River, or to be more precise, all the large-scale forests within a 1,000 kilometers southwest of the Malon River began to burn uncontrollably.

A large number of trees have been destroyed, and there is no way to save them. The power of the flame destroys anything that attempts to prevent it from spreading, burning and roasting to destroy it, turning everything into ashes.

Of course, the terrible thing is not only that, because of the massive burning, the air is full of suffocating smoke, and the desperate scorching smell can be smelled from dozens of kilometers away from the burning area.

Farther away, the air began to be filled with black ashes. On the white window sill, the disgusting black particles could soon be seen.

More and more civilians in the Puppet Empire saw disasters happening around them. Farmland was also lit by flames rushing out of the jungle. There was fire and ashes everywhere, and there were crying and screaming everywhere.

Wherever bombers pass by, flames will inevitably ignite below, and the natural resources of the puppet empire will begin to be destroyed in patches as Ailan Hill's bombers pass by.

Most of the cities in the Puppet Empire are centipede cities. These large and small moving cities are like swallowing huge cities in the city, relying on all the production and life around them.

These huge centipedes pass by on the ground, stop for a while in a certain place, and then immediately start to crawl in the other direction.

At this moment, in a crawling centipede city, a high-level magician is persuading his colleagues: "We must help put out the fire! These **** Alanhills are burning our country! No matter what, we. You can't just sit idly by!"

But his words obviously did not convince these great magicians, because the magicians responsible for the operation of Centipede City saw danger from the burning forest and the enemy's air force attack.

"If we approach those burning forests and the other party's plane turns to attack us, what should we do?" A magician raised an objection and said.

"Could it be that we just sit and watch the flames burn down the entire forest because we are afraid of being attacked? The trees have been burned down. What do we use to produce puppets?" The magician continued anxiously.

"How could the trees be burned out?" Another magician disagreed with his point of view, and said with a careless sneer: "I've heard of this tactic for the first time, burning the opponent's forest? If it can be burned out, then We magicians have done this long ago!"

"Yeah! They thought that only they would set fire? Our magician's fireball technique can also set fire! Why don't we do this? Isn't it because the forest is set on fire, and the effort has no effect? ​​The forest can't be burned! That's on Hundred million big trees! When will it be burned? Humph." Several magicians rushed in agreement.

While they were arguing, in the distant forest, the big trees contaminated with white phosphorus incendiary bombs had been dried by the fire and burned quickly. The fire spread, hitting another fire created by another incendiary bomb, entangled together, and tumbling into the sky.

The thick smoke covered the entire forest, and the fire was out of control in an instant. The magicians haven't made any moves, and these trees have no production value.

Trees that have been burnt can no longer process puppets. Even if they survive the blazing fire, they cannot continue to be used as raw materials.

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"Did you see the disgusting big centipede in the distance?" Above the sky, inside the slightly bumpy bomber, the pilot pointed to the pilot of the plane and asked the ground in front of him, "That's a puppet empire. city!"

The place he pointed at was indeed a city of a puppet empire, and that city was wriggling in the opposite direction, very fast.

Looking at it from a distance, the densely packed long legs on both sides of the city make people horrible to exercise together. It is hard to believe that any country will create such a disgusting mobile fortress.

"Turn on the weapon insurance! We found the target of the attack!" The driver ordered the bomber behind him to attack.

Hearing the command, the bombardier raised a thumb, and then entered a series of instructions to the device in front of him.

As the buttons were pressed one by one, the belly of this b-52 bomber slowly opened. The Tomahawk cruise missile mounted on the revolver-type missile launcher inside revealed a slender body in the morning sun. .

"The attack begins! The Tomahawk cruise missile is launched! The first one! The second one!" As he shouted, the missiles in the abdomen of the b-52 bomber rushed out one by one, and the last one had on it. Prisoner of war missiles with special patterns are exposed as the rotating missile pylons rotate.

There is a danger sign painted on this missile, and there is an obvious yellow and black pattern next to it-yes, this is a nuclear bomb, a Tomahawk cruise missile with a nuclear warhead.

"The launch of the conventional missile is complete! The last one, the nuclear bomb is launched!" The bombardier who pressed the launch button clearly reported the launch of the missile.

As soon as his voice fell, after a slight shock, this Tomahawk cruise missile dragged a long thick smoke toward the distant target.

"Nuclear bomb has been launched! Turn! Turn!" The crew members yelled nervously when they saw the missile flying to the distant B-52 bomber. In this shouting sound, the captain pulled the joystick in front of him, and the heavy bomber body made a big circle high in the sky, bypassing the direction of the attack.

And that Tomahawk cruise missile, at this time, has accelerated towards the moving centipede city, and the guidance device on the missile has also locked the target to be attacked.

While the magicians of the Puppet Empire were still arguing whether or not to save the burning forest, on top of their heads, a **** of death fell from the sky.

"Boom!" The first Tomahawk cruise missile hit a building on the Centipede City. The huge explosion caused the building similar to the Mage Tower to break down, and collapsed and destroyed several other buildings on the side.

Before the explosion of this missile passed, the second missile accurately hit the target-the hit accuracy of the Tomahawk cruise missile, used to strike a city-level target, still has a great guarantee.

With the explosion of one after another, the puppet empire garrison in the small town finally realized the fact that they were attacked.

So, some magicians swept out of the mage tower and flew to the end of the exploding centipede city, wanting to see what happened. These magicians rushed towards the explosion place, while loudly reminding the surrounding companions: "Enemy attack! Enemy attack!"

It is a pity that their shouts have not yet spread, and a huge explosion exploded at the tail of Centipede City.

The nuclear bomb accurately hit the body of the penultimate centipede machine and exploded there.

The huge explosion instantly engulfed the body of the three centipedes, and blew up the surrounding centipedes mechanically.

The other parts were also severely affected, collapsed in the huge shaking... Until the entire Centipede City was paralyzed on the road, this huge explosion had just ended.

Because Centipede City is a long straight line, the low-yield nuclear bomb exploded in the tail did not destroy the entire city at once.

However, the explosion still affected all the buildings, paralyzed this centipede city, and even caused irreparable damage to the entire centipede city.

The magicians who were lucky enough to escape set up a magical defense barrier, waved away the dust around them in a mess, carefully identifying their surroundings.

After they realized what had happened, they found that their surroundings were already completely unrecognizable. The once glorious and magnificent city is now a **** of rubble and debris.

On this day, the puppet empire was full of such hells, and it was also on this day, the puppet empire's homeland... was officially attacked by Ailan Hill.

The civilians of the Puppet Empire who thought the war was still far away finally realized that the **** war they launched had begun to spread across the land where they lived.

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