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"Report, the target has been confirmed and all parameters have been tested."

At the North Korean missile position, the commander heard the powerful words of the operations staff, and a cold smile appeared on his lips: "Target, the coalition artillery position - fire!"

"emission!"

When these two words burst out from the commander's mouth, it was like a sharp blade cutting off the last trace of hesitation.

The atmosphere in the missile position reached its climax instantly. The operators pressed the launch button almost simultaneously. Then, one missile after another, like a dragon emerging from the abyss, broke through the thick clouds with blazing tail flames and roared towards the distant target...

"Missiles incoming..."

In the coalition's air defense early warning system, red alerts kept flashing, and the dense bright spots on the radar screen indicated an unprecedented threat.

"Interception system activated, lock onto target immediately."

Bradley raised his eyes slightly and gave the order in a normal manner.

Anti-aircraft missile position.

"emission."

One missile after another suddenly shot out from the launch tube, crossed the sky and headed straight for the target.

"boom!"

Suddenly, dazzling sparks burst out in the sky.

"Boom...boom..."

Then, one deadly firework after another bloomed in the afternoon, and explosions rang out one after another.

"Fire".

As the incoming missiles got closer, the anti-aircraft guns deployed around the artillery positions roared one after another.

More fireworks were set off over the artillery positions...

However, there is always a loophole in a perfect plan.

In the face of North Korea's missile rain, even though the Eagle Sauce's air defense system was firing at full power, there were always some that slipped through the net.

"boom!"

A missile successfully penetrated the defense line and instantly destroyed two artillery pieces.

Inside the command center, the huge display screen was playing breathtaking scenes.

Bradley, the supreme commander of the coalition forces, could not hide the shock and a hint of barely perceptible regret on his face.

His eyes were fixed on the seemingly endless rain of missiles on the screen. The trajectory of each missile was accurately depicted, like a string of prophecies of death, densely covering the sky above the entire battlefield.

Bradley's forehead was covered with beads of sweat. He had never expected that North Korea had so many missiles.

"Damn it, are all the intelligence agencies idiots? North Korea has so many missiles and they can't find them."

Bradley cursed softly, then ordered firmly: "The artillery position should be evacuated immediately according to the plan."

"Boom...boom..."

Bradley's order was still too late.

The same missiles opened the way, followed by artillery fire.

North Korea's most proud rocket launcher group began its performance.

A soul-stirring whistle suddenly sounded from the artillery position.

The fire dragons, like messengers from hell, brought with them the breath of destruction. Like arrows shot from a bow, they cut through the sky and left behind a trail of blazing trails.

These steel-forged death gods slammed mercilessly into the ground, setting off a series of soul-stirring, earth-shaking explosions, and fiery red flames covered half the sky.

An unprecedented catastrophe is taking place.

The air was filled with the pungent smell of sulfur and the stench of burning metal. The fire illuminated every corner, leaving the original green vegetation with a charred black mark.

The cannons that had been so powerful just now were now destroyed one by one and shattered into pieces.

"Quick, retreat!"

"My legs...can't move."

“Mom…save me!”

"this is too scary!"

Ghosts howled and wolves howled, blood and flesh flew everywhere, and shells continued to harvest one young life after another.

"Counterattack. Immediately find the North Korean artillery positions and order the missile troops to counterattack."

Bradley slammed the table hard, his voice filled with uncontrollable anger, and this action made the temperature in the whole room seem to drop several degrees suddenly.

His eyes were like those of a cheetah, fixed on the huge screen that displayed real-time images of the battlefield, his face ferocious.

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The capital of Daxia and the military building.

"I never thought North Korea would be so courageous as to deploy more than half of its missiles and rocket launchers on the eastern front. If this continues, the coalition forces may lose the courage to fight again within a week."

Looking at the real-time images of the eastern battlefield transmitted by the Baidi fighter plane, Young Master Chu couldn't help but look at the third generation with admiration.

"It's mainly because you agreed to their request, so that the Sandaime no longer has to worry about logistics."

Wu Qingzhu held a cup of hot tea, handed it to Mr. Chu, and casually praised his boss.

"However, the North Koreans' tactic of killing one thousand enemies but losing eight hundred of their own forces has slowed down the coalition's progress, but their own losses are not small."

Young Master Chu took a sip of tea, gently stroking the smooth rim of the cup with his fingertips, and continued, "There will be no waves on the eastern front for the time being, now it depends on the western front."

"There were no major battles on the Western Front today, except for sporadic fighting between the two sides."

Wu Qingzhu stared at the screen and saw thick smoke and flames, as if the end of the world was coming.

Young Master Chu turned his gaze to the window. The sky in the distance was as blue as a mirror. He asked calmly, "Where is Mu Zairong?"

Wu Qingzhu raised his hand to check his watch and said softly, "They should be downstairs soon."

"Go and pick it up and bring my old friend to the office."

Young Master Chu gave an order, glanced at the screen, and turned to walk towards his office.

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