At a height of five thousand meters, three hundred liberators flew into the sky above the Xiantai in a strange formation. If they could look down from above, they would definitely find that the shape of the formation was overlapping slightly with the shape of the Xiantai city below. This is the best bombing method that Yang Feng's bomber cluster came up with.

With this type of formation, each aircraft has a spacing of 200 meters. Even if it is attacked by ground artillery fire, it is absolutely not allowed to destroy the formation. Those who are too injured can climb or descend and then leave. There are more than a dozen extra aircraft on the aircraft group, which will make up for the vacancy they form.

Such a huge cloud from west to east at a speed of more than 400 kilometers, quickly obscuring the night sky of Sendai. The light columns of searchlights and the fire of the anti-aircraft artillery shells exploded, vaguely reflecting their terrifying figures. When the Japanese saw these giant beasts in the sky cried and cried into the air raid shelter, everyone understood what would be coming to this city next. The tragedy of the cities of Tokyo and Kyushu had engraved the fear of such bombers into the bones of the Japanese. Of course, after tonight, it would not only be engraved in the bones, but also into the bloodline.

At a height of nine thousand meters, Yang Jiacheng, the bomber cluster commander who personally directed the operation, looked at the shadow below that gradually overlapped with the shape of the Sintai city through a night vision instrument. This overseas Chinese who grew up in Siam habitually counted the rosary in his hand and sighed softly.

"Why is this going to be!" The guy sighed with compassion, and then said to the staff officer beside him: "Drop the bomb!"

After saying that, this guy started chanting scriptures again. The staff member despised his shamelessness and quickly issued an order to the radio station.

With the sound of radio commands on the command plane, all the bombers opened the bullet bay almost at the same time, and then threw the city below the most terrifying devil in the history of human war. Then all the bombers climbed at high speed to escape from this terrifying land of death. Although this is a cloud explosion bomb, not a big mushroom, if three hundred two-ton cloud explosion bombs were detonated at the same time, the effect would probably be much different from that of a big mushroom. It would be a bit risky not to fly high. Before this, Boss Yang gave it very clear.

Three hundred cloud bombs fell to the ground with a sharp sound of breaking through the air, and exploded at a height of only a few hundred meters above the ground. Then, three cylindrical bombs inside were released, and one by one bounced out of speed reduction parachutes fell to the ground. This strange scene made the Japanese air defense forces below confused. In fact, because they were afraid of affecting the morale of the army. The Japanese military blocked the news of this new bomb with amazing lethality. No one of them knew about it, including soldiers and middle and lower-level officers.

At least the general who can know this secret is the general, including the commander of the garrison of Sendai, General Satoshi Yoshimoto, commander of the garrison of Sendai. Unlike history, because they always had to be wary of the Americans, the Japanese army began to deploy defense early on in the local area. Although they used pieces of garbage goods, there were also four fronts. Twenty divisions, of which the defenses of the northeast of Honshu and Hokkaido were all under the responsibility of the 11th front army, and seven miscellaneous divisions were under the jurisdiction of seven divisions, four of which were in Hokkaido and one in Sendai.

Hiding in the reinforced concrete command center, General Satoshi Yoshimoto looked at the blooming umbrella flowers in shock. At first, he didn't understand what was going on, but then he remembered the terrifying legend.

"Hurry, pick up the Tokyo Army Department and tell them that Yang Feng used that kind of devil bomb!" He shouted at the little staff officer behind him in a trembling voice. At this moment, a series of dense and slight explosions suddenly appeared. Looking at the sky, it suddenly seemed as if countless boilers were releasing steam, and the whole city was suddenly flooded with white mist.

Shin Yoshimoto felt his body trembling. He looked at the outside of the command post with dry mouth. There was a silence like death outside. He spoke blankly, and was about to say something to the staff officer who had already picked up the phone. Suddenly, it seemed as if the sky had collapsed and the earth was cracking. The outside world was instantly filled with fire. The explosion of air waves crashed in through the narrow observation hole, and the cement pieces brought up hit him hard like bullets.

General Yoshimoto screamed and flew up, slamming his blood on the staff hard with his face. However, the blow was not fatal, and they didn't even lose consciousness. After all, the outer wall of the command post was one meter thick reinforced concrete, and its defense ability was still considerable.

"Quick! Help me up!" He said to the staff officer who had just gotten up, while staring at the fiery red outside that seemed like purgatory. General Yoshimoto didn't notice that he seemed to have difficulty breathing.

But the staff officer who was about to come and help him felt it.

"General, I'm a little breathless." He said with apology and difficulty.

General Yoshimoto suddenly remembered the legend of this mysterious bomb. He opened his mouth to speak but couldn't speak. The rapid loss of oxygen made him instinctively start to inhale. Then the general found in fear that he could not absorb anything.

The feeling of suffocation was undoubtedly the most painful. The staff member's face was purple. He kept holding his throat with his hands, staring at his commander in pain and staring at his commander in despair. He didn't even feel the skin on his throat was scratched.

His commander was doing the same move. The two of them looked at each other in despair, opening their mouths desperately, trying to inhale the air they should have, but all their efforts were in vain. Looking at each other's desperate eyes, blood flowing out of their throats, and the strange face that was held back, the command post was filled with ghost energy for a moment.

The suffocation continued as if endlessly. General Yoshimoto's consciousness began to gradually blur, and he fell to the ground all at once. The staff officer also fell down. The two of them looked at each other and twitched towards death.

The urban area of ​​Sendai outside no longer exists. The oil mist formed by the cloud explosion agent of more than ten square kilometers was detonated in an instant. The huge explosion effect formed a terrifying shock wave, which instantly flattened almost all buildings on the ground. The burning wind formed by the high temperature even instantly attracted the forests and farmlands outside Sendai.

This is not the most terrifying thing. The most terrifying thing is the suffocation effect, especially for those hiding in the air-raid shelter. The famous Tohoku Imperial University built a large underground air-raid shelter in the school in order to protect the most precious college students in the future. Now this air-raid shelter has become the tomb of these college students who hold Japanese hopes. Thousands of students crowded inside are all spared and all died of suffocation underground.

The death toll in this air raid shelter exceeded 5,000. As for the public air raid shelters filled with civilians, the scene inside was even more terrible. When the Japanese military and civilians who came to rescue from Sendai arrived at dawn, what appeared before them was a real hell. This city in Northeast Japan was originally the largest city in Northeast China had completely turned into a ruin. The fire was burning on the wreckage, and charred corpses were everywhere. The most terrifying thing was the lonely ponds, who thought that water could help them resist napalm bombs, and the smell of meat was boiled by the hot pool water.

This tragic scene shocked the Japanese who rescued them. When they opened the air-raid shelters one by one, all that was left was trembling from the bottom of their hearts. The corpses were piled up in piles. It was most appropriate to describe them as corpses. More than 7,000 corpses were carried out in the largest air-raid shelter alone. Many of the people participating in the rescue were frightened by the direct terror.

What's even more terrifying is the death of these people. They all opened their mouths and looked at the sky with their eyes open, as if they were accusing something to their master Amaterasu. Many people's hands were still tightly grasping their throats, as if they were strangling themselves to death.

It took the Japanese half a month to clean up the ruins of the city. They carried out a total of 150,000 corpses, including almost all the soldiers of a reorganized division, and of course, General Yoshimoto was indispensable.

The Emperor and Prime Minister Abe were almost frightened by the bad news. None of them expected that Yang Feng would dare to play like this. One bombing wiped out one of their cities, and tens of thousands of lives disappeared overnight. Who would dare to fight with him in such a war? To be honest, half of the bombing of the bald man in Jiuzhou was half of the natural disaster. If it weren't for the forest fire and the plastic everywhere in Kagoshima, he would have killed at most tens of thousands of people in a week. But now Yang Feng only used bombs to kill more than one hundred thousand people. Who would dare to fight with him in such a battle?

Without night fighters, even if you are desperately installing large-caliber anti-aircraft guns to North Korea, you can block his bombing of Honshu. What should you do if Kyushu and Honshu are in southern Honshu? If Yang Feng's bomber takes off from the Shandong Peninsula, then flies from the sea, and blows all cities in Japan from Tokyo to the south. If he really wants to use this kind of bomb to bomb, half of Japan will become an unmanned land. This is a fart, no more fights, and he will quickly seek peace. Even the Myanmar battlefield will not be fought. If he just wants the remote area of ​​Assam, he will have to give it to him. Before the night fighter is not officially equipped, there will be no conflict with Yang Feng.

Just when the ruins of Sendai were still being cleaned up, Todman, who was entrusted by the Japanese, came to Yang Feng to help them mediate.
Chapter completed!