My Wife is Actually a top-tier Soldier King?!-Chapter 1124 - 1053: Escape to Survival? City of Chaos!_2
Of course!
Whether it’s a car or a plane, any vehicle’s actual load typically exceeds its design load.
Just like those who buy trucks, the ones rated for five tons dare to pull ten, and those rated for fifty tons dare to carry a hundred.
Trucks no longer overloading? Where’s the profit in that?
Overloading still allows for operation, it just puts more strain on the engine and slows down acceleration.
Just like the light aircraft piloted by Wu Jie and Tang Xiao.
Despite being overloaded by 700 kilograms, it could still take off, only the acceleration was slower, and fast flight was strenuous.
Normally capable of flying nearly four hundred kilometers per hour, it could now only manage just over three hundred due to the overload.
Furthermore,
Before dawn in the desert, the low-altitude air currents are also variable.
Crosswind, headwind, tailwind, turbulent flow...
The light aircraft was truly like a small boat on the ocean, constantly rocking and shaking.
Frequent fliers know that the bigger the plane, the more comfortable it is.
Although the accident rate for air travel is the lowest of all transportation methods, the same isn’t true amongst different types of planes; small turboprop planes have a higher accident rate compared to midsize and large jets.
Moreover, large jet airliners cruise in the stratosphere above ten thousand meters, where air currents are stable, and turbulence is rare.
Small planes, due to their altitude limitations, can only fly at low to medium altitudes, making them more susceptible to disordered air currents and frequent jolting, nowhere near as comfortable as large aircraft.
But at this moment...
Who cares about big planes and small planes, everyone just wants to leave safely.
To be trapped again by armed militants, to be besieged crazily, escaping unscathed would then be as difficult as ascending to the heavens.
The plane wobbled and swayed, just let it rock, as long as it didn’t crash.
Inside the cabin, it was packed with people, like sardines in a can, but a little squeeze didn’t matter.
Persist for an extra minute, and you’re five kilometers further from the battlefield.
Keep it up for half an hour, and you’re basically out of the danger zone.
And shortly after the plane took off.
A drone whizzed over to the battlefield, flying extremely low for a low-altitude sweep.
Its onboard equipment carried out aerial photography investigations, and of course, the lower the flight altitude and the slower the speed, the clearer the photos.
Just like using a cell phone camera, naturally, holding it close and still, you get the clearest picture.
The drone slowly skimmed the ground, like a scorched battlefield.
Above the drone’s nose was a round, bulging dome.
Inside it was actually a satellite communication antenna, exchanging data in real time with the remote ground control station via a dedicated communication satellite.
The satellite communication data link transmitted the drone pilot’s commands while simultaneously sending back the aerial photography data to ground control.
After processing the data and rendering the images.
The situation on the ground was soon laid bare.
People were gone!
Both the attacking militants in large numbers and the group that was fiercely defending.
Previously, suddenly a dazzling blue filled the night sky, and the drones and fighters lost contact in an instant.
And now this urgently dispatched drone had arrived, and the situation it encountered was indeed puzzling.
Where did the people go?
Where the hell did they all go?
Earlier, those attacking militants numbered in the thousands, plus various armed pickups, heavy-duty trucks, and the like.
But now...
Gone! Everything’s gone!
Only the desert remained, with the deep ’wheel tracks’.
The high-resolution visible light camera analyzed the tracks and determined they were left by airplane wheels.
At this point, it could be confirmed.
The Glassy Continent’s people and mercenaries that had fought doggedly to the end had already escaped by plane.
As for the vast number of militants besieging them...
They were literally bombed out of existence during the half-hour of relentless, indiscriminate airstrikes.
So, who provided them with that firepower support?
What kind of support was provided?
Artillery? Rockets? Missiles? Cruise missiles?
No matter the method, such a long duration of extensive fire support would consume a massive amount of ammunition.
Looking across Nabiya, who has the capability?
...
A hundred kilometers east of the battlefield.
Here lies Baldet, Nabiya’s ’City of Chaos’.
Baldet originally had a favorable geographical location and natural conditions. It should have thrived with excellent agriculture and mining industries, but instead, it became notorious for cultivating, processing, and refining drugs.
Under immense international pressure and with the assistance of many countries, Nabiya once launched a significant anti-drug war aimed at heavily striking local drug dealers.
The result...
The continuous mountains and a strong base of local support made the drug dealers rampant and stubborn. Plus, the collusion with corrupt members of Nabiya’s regular military only added fuel to the fire.
After several years of conflict, instead of peace, Baldet turned into a hotbed of chaos and conflict, with various factions vying for control and ordinary people not finding a moment’s respite.
Of course, the drug industry was essentially wiped out.
Due to the chaos and Nabiya’s air force routinely spraying herbicides, drug crops couldn’t be grown.
Moreover, the cost of cultivation and processing in other regions was lower, and the drug dealers, being savvy, knew to switch to the far more lucrative military industry. After all, the ongoing turmoil had created a significant demand for weapons and ammunition.
And so.
Through overt and covert means, Baldet has become the largest military industrial base within Nabiya.
Mostly small-scale workshops and factories, but with a wide variety of products and not an insignificant production capacity.
From light and heavy machine guns to mortars and rocket launchers, everything can be locally produced here.
With advanced electronics technology and industrial materials, they could even produce aircraft, tanks, and such.
Even so.
Baldet is a gathering spot for hardened characters; good men and women would not dare to tread here.
After all, even children a few years old here can skillfully dismantle and operate AK assault rifles.
At this very moment.
In that scenic area of Baldet where the villas lie along the river and against the mountains, secured tightly, lights blaze brightly tonight.
In this place, the most powerful and infamous armed force is the Cheetah Organization.
The locals know that behind this force, there is international backing and significant influence. The villa district is their stronghold.
Truly, they have both money and equipment.
While many smaller forces are still messing around with AK assault rifles and rocket launchers.
This power has already procured various types of missiles it has assembled on its own, possessing airplanes, tanks, and artillery aplenty.
It’s just that they hardly use them, keeping a low profile.
Tonight, this force, along with its vassals, mobilized at least a thousand people for a big operation.
It is said that after it’s done, everyone involved will make a fortune.
So what was the result?
Tonight, many in Baldet are on tenterhooks, awaiting the victorious news.
Unfortunately...
What victorious news?
Inside the most luxurious villa at the mountaintop.
Commander Abulaxi has already smashed several porcelain cups.
His big round head, shining darkly.
His eyes bulged, clenching his teeth in anger.
On the surface, he is Nabiya’s battle commander, but secretly, he is also the head of the Cheetah Organization.
In this troubled and chaotic region, he is the emperor.
Everyone else in the room is silent as the grave.
What was thought to be a sure-win siege turned into a total rout.
And those people from the Glassy Continent escaping with nuclear warheads, is there any need to guess where they went?
After a moment of contemplation, Abulaxi issued an unexpected order...
