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Chapter 627: Chapter 531: A Few Tons of Iron Falling from the Sky (Seeking Subscription)_1
"Have we got all our weapons in place now?", Tang Qing asked coldly.
"Commander, everything’s ready. We have deployed six Ground-to-Air Control Weapon Systems, all manned by our fighters, on standby around the clock," Tang Yi replied.
"Good. When it flies over a less populated area, let it have a little vacation," Tang Qing smirked, keeping everyone up late, he decided to make them all hustle for a while.
"Yes, Commander."
Tang Yi left to make arrangements.
With that,
Tang Qing finally put his heart at ease. Everything was now fully set up, just waiting for the final sweep. Although the fruit wine sales will be temporarily affected, once it gets back to normal, the losses will be recouped, he is not in a rush.
It’s been a long time since he last watched fireworks.
Tang Qing also wanted to see if this ’firework’ would be dazzling enough.
Gazing at the live feed from the satellite.
Without taking his eyes off.
...
Over Myanmar.
An old-fashioned reconnaissance aircraft patrolled slowly in the sky, carrying out a routine reconnaissance mission. This was a simple task, just fly around ’their own territory’, while the equipment carried, would automatically record the data and images.
Checking his coordinates, the pilot reported, "About to enter the target area for reconnaissance. Main infrared camera is on."
"Good, be careful. We must identify their base this time; otherwise, we will be scolded again."
"Understood," the pilot, being a man of few words, replied.
Five minutes later.
Entered their territory airspace.
Looking down at the winding roads below, highlighted by the streetlights on both sides, the pilot didn’t care much about this. He had flown many times before in broad daylight, and the roads were easily recognizable. He had already investigated thoroughly. This time, he planned to locate the Ling’s soldier base with the infrared instrument.
These bases must be located in remote areas. Guided by the reconnaissance route, he headed in a direction, flying at a height of a thousand meters, and he wished he could listen to some songs.
The night was pitch dark.
Vision was virtually zero. In such conditions, it was a test for a person. As a pilot, looking out to complete darkness, he couldn’t help but imagine what would happen if there was a wall in front of him.
Today, his only job was to fly and not care about anything else.
Listening to the roaring sound of the plane above.
Even though it was late, there were still many trucks running on the highway, transporting various minerals and raw materials to factories, or delivering goods to individual towns to avoid occupying daytime hours, showing a glimpse of the busy scene.
Hearing the roaring noise from above, the drivers in the truck below slapped on the steering wheel and started cursing.
They despised the Burmese trying to disrupt their current situation. Even though they were also Burmese, regional differences existed. Under Ling’s leadership, they finally felt a sense of hope.
These days, planes kept coming and going like flies, buzzing around endlessly. It was annoying. They didn’t have to think much to know that the aircraft belonged to the Burmese.
Otherwise, there wouldn’t be such blatant disruptions.
They sincerely wanted Ling to shoot them down, but they could only wish for it. How easy could it be to shoot a plane out of the sky? They had never fought in such a ’sophisticated’ war, let alone see such ’advanced’ weapons.
Without discussing the issue of whether to hit or not, if Ling decided to do so, wouldn’t it mean openly confronting the Burmese government? That would be troublesome.
They felt frustrated,
But could only suppress it.
Today, even though the foreign media made a huge fuss about it, not many people within the territory knew what was happening due to the lack of information. Otherwise, they would be more worried. Ling was their hope, anyone wishing for Ling’s death would be their enemy.
...
In the command room.
"Commander, the target has entered the woodland area. We have a ten-minute window to attack. The Quantum Satellite has locked onto the target and the synchronised location data has been linked up. Shall we start the attack?", Tang Yi inquired.
Watching the Burmese Reconnaissance Aircraft flying carelessly in the sky, Tang Qing was indeed a little annoyed. However, he did not immediately order the attack but instead, he paused for a moment and asked, "Can we capture the Burmese pilot alive?"
It’d be a bit of a waste to just bring it down straight away. The guy wasn’t a significant threat, just a normal, non-threatening Burmese pilot. It wasn’t a full-scale war, there was no need to issue a kill order.
"Commander, our weapons can control the burst timing to only damage the aircraft wings. He would have a chance to escape, but we can’t guarantee his safety," Tang Yi replied.
Tang Qing nodded.
"Let’s go with that plan then. If he survives, capture and secure him," Tang Qing still felt like he was being too soft-hearted, but he didn’t see it as a problem. If a real fight broke out, he would definitely not be soft-hearted.
"Understood."
Tang Yi started to issue orders.
Upon receiving the order,
The mobile weapons hidden within the dense forest began to activate. It took merely three seconds to complete the whole process. After a mechanical whirring noise, the ’iron lump’ trailed by a long tail of flame flew off into the sky, with real-time updates provided by the satellite, there was no need for radar detection.
On the plane.
The pilot was considering what supper to have after returning, and how to spend his weekend with his wife and children. He had been away for a month, missing his daughter who was already three years old and loved running around everywhere. Absence makes the heart grow fonder.
"Warning, warning,"
An urgent alarm broke his leisurely mood. Upon seeing the rapidly approaching object on the radar, even a fool would know what it was. The sudden danger in the middle of the night almost gave him a heart attack, just stopping short of wetting his pants.
A stream of curse words flooded his mind.
Damn it.
Who the hell said Ling doesn’t have anti-control weapons? What is this then, a stone thrown by someone?
He wanted badly to accelerate, but the current speed of this damn plane wouldn’t allow him to escape. What to do?He had no plans of dying with this plane and going to hell. If he were to die, who knows what would happen to his wife and daughter?
In less than two seconds,
The Burmese pilot made his decision.
To abandon the plane.
This old-fashioned reconnaissance plane had been in service for over twenty years. The thing chasing him now was evidently not from twenty years ago. Since he had been identified and there was no escaping in this speed,
After quickly reporting to the command centre and without waiting for their response, his instinct to survive made him decide to abandon the plane immediately. Pushing a button, with a bang, he was ejected. Despite the plane’s age, this feature still functioned.
The cold wind whistled past.
It was bone-chillingly cold.
As he descended, with a ’boom’, the plane he had just left turned into a ball of fire. A wave of heat made him do a few somersaults in the air. Looking at the rapidly approaching ground, he quickly deployed his parachute.
Watching the plane turned into scrap metal on the projection screen,
Tang Qing finally vented his anger.
At last.
Time for you to get busy for a while.
