"Boom! Boom!..."

Continuous explosions came from Boli City, and this small Southeast Asian city is now completely shrouded in gunpowder smoke and dust.

The main force of the Sixth Army advanced to the periphery of Boli. After the temporary defensive position was built, the rocket launcher troops in the rear also began to launch a new round of artillery attacks on Boli.

The deafening explosion disturbed the already unstable morale of the Allied forces.

Mountbatten was paced back and forth in the command center. From the war started to now, he had thought of many results, but he did not expect the situation to be so difficult. It only took three days, and it took the Chinese army only three days from the Yangon border to Boli. There was a considerable river crossing in the middle, which made it really difficult for him to accept.

If this is a plain, such an offensive speed can only be described as super slow, but this is a mountain forest, and there are countless defensive positions along the way. Such an offensive speed can shock anyone.

Mountbatten had no time to care about these things when he let the dust fall off. Bombardment was a preparation before the attack, and everyone understood this.

"Are those Chinese soldiers all iron men? They have been attacking for three consecutive days, and they won't take a break." The sincere evaluation was not mixed with any position or thoughts. This is his most important impression of the Chinese army at present.

"Master, you can't stay here anymore. I'll have someone escort you away and return to India to organize soldiers to defend the next step." Zimla walked in with a dilemma. He just went to the city wall and just went to this place.

Zimra no longer has much hope for this war, especially the Boli defensive battle that is about to begin. Although there is still a large amount of ammunition stored in the city and the city wall is still standing, no one can guarantee whether it can persist for a long time. Maybe the next moment, the city wall will collapse under the fierce artillery fire of China.

"You tell me to leave. The real battle is about to begin. How can I leave here?" Mountbatten said in anger and shouted at Zimra.

"Master, now is not the time to talk about these things. I guard it here. You must leave here. According to the current situation, it is already very unsafe. No one can guarantee what will happen next." Looking at the increasingly obvious cracks on the top of the headquarters, Zimla said seriously again, "We still have a strong strength in India. These require the commander to lead. Once you have any mistakes, the blow to us will be fatal."

"You don't have to say anything more, let me think about it." Mountbatten also understood what Zimra said. As he said, if something unexpected happened, the allies in Southeast Asia and India would be in a state of headlessness for a short time. If the Chinese army launched a full-scale attack, Mountbatten would no longer dare to think about it.

Whether to stay or leave, two thoughts were influencing him. He was very unwilling to leave. Staying is very dangerous, and it is worth it to take such a risk.

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At the same time, in Yunnan, six launch vehicles of the 23rd Missile Regiment have been prepared.

The long sword of the Heavenly Sword has already revealed its majestic power, and the long bow full moon pointed directly at the sky.

The six ground-based missiles were ready, and the coordinates and guidance signals were proofreaded, so they were just waiting for the moment of ignition.

"Commander, the three signals of the target have not changed at present and are still flashing." Luo Junyuan looked at the three signal points on the monitor and spoke to Wang Yunshan next to him.

"As planned," Wang Yunshan muttered in his heart again after looking at the time: "There are three minutes left. I hope you can avoid it in time, otherwise you can only leave it to fate."

"Yes." Luo Junyuan issued the latest order: "The launch vehicle No. 1, No. 2, and No. 3 will be ready, and the fire will be ignited on time in three minutes."

For all the soldiers of the 23rd Missile Regiment, the long three minutes passed in waiting. When there were ten seconds left in the countdown of the three minutes, the safety cover on the launch button was lifted, revealing the launch button inside.

"10,9…2, ignite." With Luo Junyuan's command, three fingers had already been prepared and pressed the launch button at the same time.

Three dust smoke rose from the launching position outside the base, instantly covering most areas. The three standing missiles sprayed tail flames at the bottom, breaking away from the suction force of the center of the earth and slowly lifting off the air. The speed gradually increased. Thirty seconds later, the staff on the ground could only see...the light that was getting farther and farther away.

The six missiles were not launched together. According to the planned plan, three missiles were enough, and the remaining three were just preparations.

The missile was launched normally, and Wang Yunshan and others did not feel happy about success. This was just the first step of the Long March. Only when they waited for the missile to hit the target accurately could they feel happy.

"In two minutes, the missile will contact the target. The current ballistic display is normal." Seeing the missile pattern on the monitor slowly advancing and getting closer to the three signal points in front, Luo Junyuan said: "Missile No. 3 begins to correct the ballistics, and missiles No. 1 and No. 2 maintain their current ballistics."

"The ballistic correction of missile No. 3 has been completed and it is expected to officially contact the target in thirty seconds."

"The flight trajectory of missiles No. 1 and No. 2 are normal, and it is expected to contact the target in thirty-five seconds."

...

The soldiers' reports kept coming from the command center. As time approached, Wang Yunshan felt a lot of sweat oozing out of his palms. He hadn't felt such a tense atmosphere for a long time.

"After ten seconds left before the target, start the terminal acceleration device." Luo Junyuan was also very nervous, but he still calmly issued one order after another. They used to simulate such scenes, but this time it was a practical battle. Those missiles were not data, they were all real guys.

"The third missile, the end acceleration is completed, three, two, one hits the target. The signal is destroyed."

Five seconds later.

"Missile No. 1 and No. 2 hit the target. The signal was destroyed."

As the excitement cries came out, the three missiles on the screen suddenly accelerated before approaching the signal point. Then, when the two contacted, the three signal points and missiles on the screen disappeared. It was replaced with the prompt saying "hit the target".

The entire command center cheered and hugged each other excitedly. Wang Yunshan also breathed a sigh of relief and a smile appeared on his face.

"Give Hanjing a power immediately and report the situation here." After issuing this order, Wang Yunshan laughed and walked out of the missile regiment command center.

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Time flipped, just two minutes before the missile was launched, the Allied City of Boli and Sayeva were quietly changing.

"Oh, you guys watch here. I have to go to the toilet. My damn belly, it's a big deal at this time." The Allied Lieutenant Colonel who managed the warehouse looked at the time, suddenly covered his stomach, pretended to be a stomachache, and hurriedly left the warehouse. Finally, he disappeared into the underground fortifications.

Inchbould suddenly separated from his regiment of soldiers and never came back. Salinger put down his scalpel, changed into a military uniform, and disappeared into the busy crowd.

At the same time and in the same way, more than a dozen Allied officers disappeared in front of everyone at the same time. Some of them were military clerks, some were staff members, and some were military chief officers.

The short-term disappearance did not attract the attention of others. Now everyone is busy with their own affairs and their eyes are also focused on the attacking Chinese army.

On the side, Zimla finally finished persuading Mountbatten, and the staff in the Southeast Asian Allied Command were packing up their things and preparing to leave. However, all this was in vain. If they had been ten minutes earlier, they might have been able to escape from this crisis.

Under the table where the map was placed, the small green light on the plastic box flashed quickly, constantly sending unknown signals outward.

On the ground, Boli and Sayeva were the same, but they were still shrouded in artillery fire. Even during the day, you can still see the tail flames of rocket artillery flashing in the sky, and the whistling and explosions were endless.

The Allied soldiers in the two cities could not look up at all, so they could only pray silently.

Outside the city, the Chinese soldiers who had arrived here were resting. At this time, the soldiers who had been looking at the sky and constantly flashing rocket launchers found that something was getting bigger and bigger in the sky.

They were just ordinary soldiers, and they had no idea what the missile was, nor had they heard of it. The things in their eyes surprised them a little, especially when the thing looked like an oversized rocket, they were even more surprised.

"The gods and Buddhas in the sky, what are those two? Look, brothers, they have fallen into the city, so fast." Outside Boli City, a Chinese soldier couldn't help but exclaim.

In the eyes of many Chinese soldiers, the two missiles quickly hit Boli City. Then, two huge explosions were made, followed by a shocking loud noise, followed by continuous explosions from the city.

A mushroom cloud suddenly exploded in the city, which was different from the mushroom cloud generated by the nuclear bomb explosion. This mushroom cloud was very irregular and did not have a huge shock wave. However, the sound was not smaller than that of a nuclear bomb, and the huge sound could be heard from afar.

Zimla and Mountbatten had nothing to feel, but they felt shocked and then lost all their consciousness. The warhead accelerated at the end and directly penetrated the cement layer on the headquarters. Under the delayed fuse, tons of gunpowder exploded in this small space. Everyone inside was swallowed by the explosion in an instant, and they didn't know what happened until they died.

Another missile also penetrated the warehouse in Boli City, and exploded in the warehouse full of ammunition, and the result was the mushroom cloud mentioned above.

In Shayeva, such a thing happened a few seconds in advance, but Shayeva only got one missile because there was no other target worth attacking except the ammunition depot.

Du Yuming from the rear immediately issued an order for a full-scale attack.

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