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Chapter 794 Weapons from Hell!
Then, he stopped talking and refocused his attention on the holographic console in front of him, continuing to control the flight of the "Jiutian" aircraft carrier with full concentration.
A few minutes later, the aircraft carrier "Jiutian" arrived directly above the "Tank Graveyard." It hovered quietly at an altitude of several thousand meters, like an ominous black shadow suspended in the sky, coldly overlooking the steel graveyard below.
Inside the control room, Fang Yu's eyes flashed with a sharp light. He looked at the densely packed tank wreckage on the screen, as if he were looking at a group of lambs to be slaughtered.
His finger on the holographic console gently, yet with unquestionable force, pressed the red virtual button marked "Hive System - First Attack Sequence - Release".
"Om-"
On the huge, honeycomb-like body of the "Jiutian" aircraft carrier, the one hundred hexagonal ejection doors in the front row suddenly slid open silently and in unison.
"First attack wave, 'Patron-2' drone, eject!"
Following Fang Yu's order, one hundred "Patrol-2" attack drones with folded wings were ejected from their "nest" at high speed one by one like angry wasps!
They quickly spread their wings in the air, started their engines, and within just a few seconds, they automatically formed a tight attack formation filled with a murderous aura!
Then, like a group of bloodthirsty vultures, they swooped down on the defenseless tank wreckage on the ground!
"Target locked, free attack authorized!"
Fang Yu gave the order again.
This order was like the horn blown by the god of death.
The next second, an extremely violent fire coverage, which was later called "dimensionality reduction strike" by military scientists, began!
One hundred "Patrol-2" drones, as if they had the same brain, carried out a "one-on-one" and precise naming and elimination of tanks on the ground in an extremely efficient and deadly manner!
Some of them dived vertically from high altitude, pouring the "honeycomb" micro anti-tank missiles mounted under the belly onto the top armor of the tank like raindrops!
Some carried out ultra-low-altitude raids, using 7.62mm machine guns and 40mm grenades to frantically fire at the weak parts of the tanks - tracks, sighting equipment and engine compartments!
Others were even more brutal. They simply folded their wings and, like guided artillery shells, launched into suicide attack mode, slamming fiercely into the sturdiest-looking tanks at terrifying speeds several times the speed of sound!
"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!"
"Da da da da da da!"
The sounds of explosions, machine gun fire, and metal tearing...all these sounds intertwined together to form a doomsday symphony full of destruction and death.
The entire "tank graveyard" was completely turned into a sea of fire!
Those steel behemoths that once galloped across the battlefield seemed so fragile and vulnerable in front of these hordes of "air killers" from the future.
Their armor was easily torn apart, their turrets were blown off entirely, and their hulls were blown into piles of twisted, burning parts in the violent explosion.
It only took less than five minutes.
When the first wave of one hundred Patrol-2 drones had exhausted all their ammunition or completed their suicide crashes.
On the ground, there were more than eighty scrapped tanks, which had been completely wiped out from their physical form and turned into piles of scrap metal emitting black smoke.
However, this is just the beginning.
"Second attack wave, release!"
There was no expression on Fang Yu's face, and his finger pressed the red button again.
Another hundred ejection hatches silently opened on the Jiutian aircraft carrier. A new hundred Patrol-2s, like a swarm of death bees, roared out, joining the one-sided, bloody slaughter.
In the operating room, General Chen and Jiang Chaoyang were so completely shocked by the hellish scene before them that they lost the ability to speak and think.
They just stared blankly at the steel cemetery on the main screen that was constantly being engulfed by flames and explosions, feeling a huge fear and trembling from the depths of their souls.
They finally understood why Fang Yu brought them to watch this "target shooting" exercise.
This is not target shooting at all.
This is announcing to them and the whole world the birth of a new and terrifying war model that they had never even dared to imagine in the past!
In front of this "Nine Sky" aerospace drone carrier, the so-called armored torrent, the so-called steel defense line, the so-called positional warfare...
All the land warfare theories that have been regarded as the golden rule in the past few decades will become like a sad and complete joke!
Just imagine that on a future battlefield, when the enemy and our armored forces are still confronting each other dozens of kilometers away.
A "Jiutian" aircraft carrier can fly silently over the enemy position, and then, like flowers scattering from the sky, release hundreds or even thousands of attack drones carrying various lethal weapons.
They will descend from the sky like a swarm of unstoppable, highly intelligent locusts, and launch an all-round, no-dead-angle, saturation, and devastating attack on all enemy ground units - from tanks and armored vehicles to artillery positions, command centers, and logistics supply lines!
The troops on their side didn't even need to fire a single shot. They just had to sit quietly in the back, watching the real-time images transmitted back by the "Nine Heavens" as a grand fireworks display consisting of countless explosions and deaths.
This is no longer a war.
This is a one-sided, unequal, and dimensionality-reduction massacre!
"The devil... this... this is the devil's weapon..."
Commander Jiang Chaoyang muttered to himself, his lips turned pale with extreme shock, and his forehead was covered with cold sweat.
General Chen, on the other hand, slowly and weakly slumped down in his commander's chair.
There was no fear in his eyes, but instead a deeper, complex emotion mixed with sadness and relief.
He was sad that the war era he was familiar with, which was composed of steel, will and blood, had come to an end today.
What he was thankful for was that it was his own country, not their enemies, that mastered this "devil's weapon".
He turned his head and looked at the young man who was calmly directing the "massacre" as if he was playing a video game with an unprecedented, almost awe-inspiring look.
He knew that from today on, the military history of Blue Star would be completely rewritten because of this young man and the "war behemoths" he created.
An era of truly unmanned warfare, belonging to the "swarm" and the "hive", has arrived...