Chapter 947: Jiaozhi Bombing Citizens (make up for last night's chapter, there are three more chapters today)

"Chief Engineer Gao, as soon as we get down here we will contact the 1104 Geological Team in Chongyi and ask them to go take a look at these places."

The 1104 Geological Team, a geological team stationed in Chongyi area, is responsible for geological survey work in this area.

Even if all of the points Mr. Gao made are accurate, it would be amazing if just one of them is correct.

After leaving Qianshan Aluminum Plant, Gao Zhendong was in a good mood, as he had completed a small part of the plan.

After returning to Guanzhou Hotel, he took a quick rest. Although there wasn't much to do today at the aluminum factory, it actually took quite a while. He had to take a quick rest. While there was still time, he also had to visit the Qianyang Steel Factory.

Although there is nothing important over there, we still have to take a look. Otherwise, it would not be a good idea to favor one over the other.

One of the four irresistible reasons: Since you are here,
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It was almost the 63rd year. It was freezing cold where we were, but the temperature in Jiaozhi was quite high, especially in the southern part of Jiaozhi.

In the jungle less than ten kilometers away from an airport in southern Jiaozhi, waves of human figures flashed and rustling sounds continued.

Even in the daytime, the actions in the jungle could not be seen from the sky, and the South Jiaozhi people and American people at the airport many kilometers away knew nothing about it.

"Have you determined the distance?"

"It has been determined long ago. The area designated for you is the designated launch site. The distance and direction given to you have been calculated."

"That's good, comrades, quickly assemble the rocket launcher."

There were a lot of people moving around in the woods, most of them were carrying an iron pipe, and a few were carrying other things, with wheels and racks.

They skillfully assembled the wheels, pipes and frames they were carrying. Although these people looked dark and thin, these steel parts did not seem too heavy on them.

These people worked at a leisurely pace. This place was far away from the target and deep in the jungle, there were few people. No matter whether it was the South Jiaozhi army or the American people, even if they gathered enough people, they could not run here. There were still people on guard and blocking ahead, so they were very relaxed.

Although they were relaxed, their movements were not slow. Soon, rocket launchers that looked like small frogs were formed under their hands.

In the series of rocket launchers, the 107 rocket is the smallest and cutest one, but when it gets angry, it can be very fierce.

Another group of people each carried two rockets. In order to save weight, they even removed the packaging boxes. Two bare bombs per person, more than 30 kilograms, were barely acceptable, but any more would be difficult.

The leading comrade from the Southern Front looked at his watch and turned to say, "Hurry up, it's almost lunch time. They will gather in large numbers at the restaurant that has been identified. That's the best time to kill people. This is the first time we will use the rocket launchers of our Northern big brother to carry out a concentrated strike, so we must make it look good."

We call the Russians the Big Brother of the North, and they call us the Big Brother of the North. It's like a nesting doll.

The four rocket launchers were fully fed and were waiting to open. There were also enough shells for two rounds of attack placed next to them. There was no other meaning, it was mainly out of hospitality.

"Will three rounds of attacks take too long? Will the enemy find us?" asked someone nearby.

"Probably not. We can complete the strike within 10 minutes. The enemy will definitely not have time to react, and they can't find us through artillery shells."

For the people of Jiaozhi today, this technology is undoubtedly Zenith technology. They could never imagine that there is such a possibility, so they are just joking when they say this.

But there is no doubt that the current South Jiaozhi and American people do not actually have this ability.

Gao Zhendong: This matter is actually hard to say.

After ruling out this possibility, it would be completely impossible for the enemy to find us 10 minutes after launching an attack.

Even if the propellant of 107 fire only considers specific impulse and thrust without considering concealment, it is impossible because it contains a large amount of Al and AP.

"Are you ready? Shall we start?" A comrade from the Southern Front came forward.

The leading comrade looked at his watch and said, "Wait a little longer. As the old Northern elder brother said, you can't eat hot tofu in a hurry. Now is not the best time."

It seems that this person must have received training here. This is already considered a long and difficult sentence in common parlance.

The person in charge of aiming has calculated and adjusted the aiming data again and again, and it is extremely close to the most accurate theoretical value.

A comrade nearby said with a smile: "Nguyen Thi Van, there is no need to adjust anymore. The rockets of the big brother in the north are very accurate." 40% of the people in Jiaozhi have the surname Nguyen, but legend has it that Nguyen and Nguyen Thi Van are not the same surname, and no one knows whether it is true or not.

Time passed minute by minute. The leading comrade from the Nanjiaozhen faction looked at his watch, threw the cigarette in his hand to the ground, and stomped on it a few times.

"Open fire! Three rounds of rapid attack, then retreat immediately!" They had invested a lot of money in this raid. It took a lot of people to transport these guns and ammunition, not to mention the escort troops and the comrades who were blocking the front. The unique "whoosh" sound of the rocket launcher continued to sound in this temporary small position, and rockets flew towards the target one by one.

At the target airport, some fighter jets and a large number of helicopters were lined up on the airport, but there were not many people on the airport. It was lunch time, and except for a small number of necessary duty and security personnel, everyone else was in a restaurant next to the airport.

A Citigroup man with his sleeves rolled up was standing in line with a dinner plate in his hand, complaining to his comrades behind him: "Will, I hate this place. I hate the rain, the temperature, the woods, and the mosquitoes!"

"Don't you hate the guerrillas in the woods, Smith?" Will had a half-smoked cigarette between his lips and was fanning himself desperately with his dinner plate as a fan.

"I don't hate guerrillas. Compared with the previous ones, the guerrillas here seem to be harmless and good kids. Asians don't know how to fight and they pose no threat to me." As he spoke, he puffed up his arms, and a muscle bulged, as if to confirm his statement.

To them who were well-armed and well-supplied, the Nanjiao Formation, which had not yet fully grown, was indeed weak. Apart from being a little nervous, the threat they posed was not even as great as the mosquitoes in the jungle.

"Smith, shut up. You should have been sent to Asia ten years ago!" An old soldier behind him patted Smith hard on the head through Will.

The superstition level of the Citigroup people is actually very high. Don't think about it, don't think about it. What if your fear comes true and the big guy in the north is provoked, then everyone here may die miserably.

This veteran was a non-commissioned officer. Although he was not an officer but still a soldier, this kind of senior non-commissioned officer veteran had special significance, and Smith did not dare to retort.

The old soldier's worries were half realized. Our people did not come, but our weapons did.

For the comrades of the South Cross Front, the barracks, restaurants, and aprons here have been repeatedly scouted, measured, and verified, as well as the entry and exit conditions, personnel distribution, activity patterns, etc. They spent several months just for this data.

The purpose is to achieve the best effect in one strike.

Now, their efforts have paid off handsomely.

Dozens of rockets whizzed in and exploded in several key areas of the airport.

The apron and the restaurant, just these two places.

The tarmac was used to shoot planes, and the restaurant was used to shoot people. The comrades of the South Crossing Front conducted very careful reconnaissance. At this time, the restaurant had the most people. After all, if you are not active in eating, you have a problem with your brain. No matter how rich the supplies of the Citigroup are, it is impossible to have eight meals a day. Snacks and extra meals are another matter. The main meals must be eaten together on time.

The people who were queuing in the restaurant seemed to hear some sound, a humming sound.

They looked at each other but had not yet reacted. If there was a dirty trick inside at this moment, his first reaction would definitely be to lie down crying and screaming, but unfortunately there was no such person inside.

Both Will and Smith were at a loss, but the senior non-commissioned officer behind them was very experienced.

"Rocket Artillery!! Get down!" He was the first to lie down.

They had eaten this a lot more than ten years ago and have gained a lot of experience with it.

Hearing his shouts and movements, the people in the restaurant began to react and wanted to lie down, but it was a little too late. Dozens of rockets had already covered the area where the restaurant was located, and some of them penetrated the thin ceiling and fell into the restaurant.

Taking into account the limitations of building materials, environment and other factors, buildings such as barracks and restaurants are not that strong, and contractors have played a role in exacerbating the situation.

-Always remember that the weapon in your hand is made by the contractor who bid the lowest price.

The roof did not provide any protection, and multiple 107 rockets exploded in the cafeteria.

Amid the deafening explosion, flames rose, steel balls flew, and the cafeteria was a scene of hell.

Not to mention the cafeteria, even the people coming and going outside the cafeteria were hit by rockets. Rockets are scattered, and it is normal for them to be aimed at the cafeteria and hit outside the cafeteria.

The Americans and Cochin people who had just been eating lunch and singing were now lying on the ground in a mess. Some were hit, and some were scared to death.

However, for them, what they lost was not only people, but also equipment.

Some of the rockets landed accurately on the apron area. These planes, which were not arranged separately due to terrain conditions, became the best food for the rocket babies.

It goes without saying that those who are unlucky will be hit directly, and those who are luckier will find it difficult to escape the shrapnel and piercing of steel balls. A rocket weighing nearly 20 kilograms is not a small thing like a grenade. It is specially designed to reap lives and soft targets.

Although airplanes are made of steel and metal, they are still soft targets.

The exploding fuel, the detonating ammunition, and the broken debris were scattered all over the tarmac, creating a lively and exciting scene.

(End of this chapter)