Two Realms Shuttle Gate: Don't Call Me a Demon!-Chapter 335 - 230: Destroying Air Supremacy (First Update)
Chapter 325: Chapter 230: Destroying Air Supremacy (First Update)
“Xiao Qian, nicely done.”
Su Jie patted the head of the Thousand-Handed Centipede, looking at the super huge crater in the cement runway caused by the explosion that turned several awaiting jets, F-16s, F-35s among them, into a pile of scrap metal.
But just one missile was not enough to completely resolve the issue, as a military airport has far more than just one runway.
Besides the regular concrete runways, there were also dirt and grass airstrips.
Since runways are an important target for enemy air strikes and time-consuming to repair once damaged,
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the airport was constructed with additional dirt airstrips to ensure that airplanes could continue taking off.
Even if a dirt airstrip was hit by enemy fire, it could be easily repaired and adapted to wartime requirements.
The Thousand-Handed Centipede, chirping joyfully, cooperated with Su Jie in continuing the assault, firing over a dozen colossal shells in succession, obliterating several concrete and dirt runways.
By then, the airport had plunged into complete chaos, with the colossal shells possessing extremely terrifying destructive power.
Where they fell, it was almost impossible for anyone within a radius of one hundred and fifty meters to survive.
Not only did these artillery rounds destroy the runways, but they also pockmarked the refueling apron, parking apron, taxiways, calibration ranges, and pilot barracks, completely blocking any possibility of emergency takeoffs or landings for the fighter jets.
Being unable to take off didn’t mean the threat was eliminated; Su Jie’s attack had already alarmed the entire military of Chan Country.
Fighter jets from other military airfields were urgently taking off, or transferring via civilian airports, to rush to the aid of Chan Country’s largest military airport.
Su Jie looked up and saw, in the distance, several missiles screaming through the sky towards him.
These missiles were fired from the west, likely launched from sea-based warship platforms.
“Xiao Qian, let’s move, let’s find another spot to fire from.”
Su Jie took the Thousand-Handed Centipede back underground and packed up the portable Array Map.
Not long after they left, several missiles hit the area, causing everything to fly around like charred earth, breaking trees and leaving a total mess.
“The shelling has stopped. We have destroyed the enemy’s attack position.”
Inside the Putuo Airport control room, the air force commander Wen Cai was overjoyed, his face filled with the relief of having survived a calamity.
“Damn it, immediately dispatch ground forces. Use helicopters to search the area; we might capture some survivors and bring them in for questioning,” yelled Jing Shangyan, the commander of Japan’s Aviation Mixed Group. During the recent barrage of attacks, more than a dozen Japanese fighters were destroyed, with many elite pilots and ground crew killed or injured.
This significant loss made him crack under pressure; he wanted to capture the culprits responsible for this disaster as soon as possible.
“We’ve already sent people there. Thankfully, our missiles were powerful and prevented them from reaching the airplanes sheltered in the hangar bunkers; otherwise, I wouldn’t be able to explain to the President.”
Wen Cai took a deep breath; though the airport had lost over thirty fighters, many more were preserved, and the destroyed airfield could be quickly repaired to maintain a formidable fighting force.
“I’ve just received news that it’s Jieke Group that’s attacking us. At Wu River Base and Xavier Airport, Jieke Group has launched surprise attacks on us. The attackers here at the airport must also be from the Jieke Group, aiming to prevent us from flying in reinforcements to those two battlefields,” Wen Lai reported with the latest intelligence from headquarters, finally identifying the attackers.
“What? They dare to start a war? They dare attack the military bases of our great Japan; I’ll never forgive those beasts of Jieke Group,” Jing Shangyan exploded in rage, still in the dark about the situation at Wu River Base; it would be a difficult situation to explain domestically if the losses were too heavy.
“First, let’s repair part of the dirt airstrip to allow for emergency takeoffs and landings. Mobilize the planes from the bunkers – we need to support [the other battles],” decided Wen Lai. It was risky to take off from a dirt runway, but given the grim circumstances, there was no time for caution; air support was needed for the other battlefields.
What Wen Lai felt most grateful for now was that the enemy had been eliminated quickly; otherwise, if they had damaged those hangar bunkers, things would have been truly disastrous.
However, almost as soon as Wen Lai had finished speaking, the familiar sound of a train horn once again pierced the night sky.
Wen Lai and Jing Shangyan’s faces changed dramatically as they saw a dark shadow streak across the sky, landing near the airport’s control tower.
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“The enemy is still alive?”
“Where did this shelling come from?”
Jing Shangyan and Wen Cai were shocked to see the shell fall, destroying the control tower, and they were utterly dumbfounded.
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A few kilometers away, Su Jie emerged again with the Thousand-Handed Centipede, set up the camouflage Array Map, and positioned the Xiao Qian Train Gun to stand upright.
“This spot is pretty good for shelling,” remarked Su Jie as he dusted himself off. He had not left so easily after all; the previous assault had only targeted the planes parked in the open.
This was not a wartime makeshift airfield; Putuo Airport, as a permanently established airport, naturally took into account the possibility of missile strikes and air raids.
The majority of the fighter jets were stored in various cunning hangar bunkers, with only a few outside.
Su Jie needed to destroy the formidable air superiority of Chan Country and Japan to aid the upcoming ground operations. It wouldn’t do just to bomb a few exposed planes.
“Xiao Qian, this time switch to armor-piercing bullets. We’re striking at the enemy’s core,” ordered Su Jie.
Su Jie took out an armor-piercing bullet, replacing the previously used high explosive bomb, and loaded it into the fleshy cannon.
Once ready, the massive shell whizzed out, dropping into the cut-and-cover aircraft cave a couple of kilometers from the runway.
