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Chapter 14: The Athena Cannon

  Chapter 14: The Athena Cannon

  Thank you for the 100 starting coins from Méi Yū Mèn's summer reward, I'm grateful beyond words.

  July 24, 1964 at 1:00 AM, the first Bagel-5 multi-purpose transport aircraft fully loaded with soldiers and equipment took off from the runway of Kos Qin Air Force Base, rushing into the vast sky. The red dawn is approaching.

  The Allies did not anticipate that the Red Army would launch a surprise attack, although intelligence indicated that the Red Army would use its extremely limited airborne troops to launch a new offensive, but the Joint Chiefs of Staff and the Ministry of Defense believed it would only be on the front lines.

  However, the He 177 formation did not fly directly to Berlin. Instead, they made a detour from the front line of the battlefield, passing through the Sudetenland and North Sea. Then, flying low over the coastal areas of the Allied Apollo fighter defense network, they finally arrived in the suburbs of Berlin with a swagger.

  Bagel 5 formations quickly entered German airspace, as they were equipped with special IFF transponders and had deliberately chosen a route that would avoid all Apollo fighters, so they arrived very smoothly over the Berlin metropolitan area.

  At this time, the east had already revealed its morning glow.

  This time, the 313th Airborne Division where Xiao Bingjia was located chose a farm lawn on the outskirts of Berlin as its landing site.

  The huge tail compartment opened, and the howling air rushed in wildly.

  The paratroopers hooked up, stood up and moved towards the tail section.

  The green light flashed on, and Ruslan Konstantinovich Igor Air Force Captain gave the order to jump. The paratroopers of the Red Army jumped out of the cabin one by one.

  Under the morning light, one after another white flowers bloomed in the gradually blue sky.

  It was Xiao Bing Jia's turn, although he had done parachute training many times before getting on the plane, but seeing the clouds and mist flying quickly in front of him and his comrades below like dumplings in a pot, his legs started shaking uncontrollably.

  I'm going to die... It's so... so high...

  Xiao Bing Jia swallowed hard, forcing down the dryness in his throat. His mind was a mess and he couldn't bear to listen to Igor's voice shouting orders at him right in front of him.

  Xiao Bing's mind is now as blank as a piece of white paper. The key points of parachute training, which he had done nearly 20 times before, were suddenly all forgotten.

  Xiao Bing Jia's eyes now see a terrible scene, because he is falling down without opening his parachute from 10,000 feet high. Under the huge impact and recoil force, he splattered into a puddle of flesh on the cement ground with a loud "slap".

  Just as Xiao Bing Jia was still dazed about his future of jumping down, Igor next to him couldn't bear it anymore. He whispered: "Sorry, if you're still alive after jumping down, I'll treat you to vodka."

  After finishing, Igor kicked hard at Xiao Bingjia's butt. Amidst the latter's cries of "I'm going to die!", Xiao Bingjia flew out of the cockpit with his back arched.

  Igor gave a difficult military salute to the increasingly small black shadow below, then turned his head to glare at the stunned paratroopers, slightly raising the heel of his shiny hard leather boots, the threatening meaning was self-evident.

  On the ground, the Red Army soldiers led by Merkulov fought bravely, relying on the powerful iron fist tanks' invincible artillery and the V4 rocket vehicles' endless scattering of shells. The Red Army infantry broke through the first line of defense set up by the Allied forces in just 5 hours.

  But just as the Red Army soldiers were about to launch a second wave of attacks on the Allied defensive lines, they suddenly came under attack from the seemingly miraculous artillery unit of the Allies - the Athena cannon's vertically tracked railgun-like beam.

  As the Athena cannon's targeting visor on the vehicle continued to sweep through the crowd, the Allied laser satellite in orbit also fired a 6,000-degree orbital strike at the first opportunity after locking on.

  There was no extra sound, not even the miserable screams of the people being hit. In short, under the advent of that golden light column, the people and vehicles that were hit couldn't even be seen as shadows, they just dissolved into nothingness within the light column.

  Unlike any long-range artillery in the Soviet Union, this new artillery developed by Future Technology Company has a long-lasting suppression capability that cannot be compared with the v4 rocket vehicle. At the same time, due to its pure thermal killing attack, it also gained a certain range of lethal attack, at least leaving a scorched black ash in the Red Army crowd after laser irradiation.

  With the military binoculars, Merkulov watched as his brave Red Army soldiers were swallowed up by a golden light pillar like divine retribution, and only after the light beam faded slightly could he see one or two pieces of weapons debris on the ground that had been burned into a large pit.

  "This... what kind of weapon is this..." Melkurov, in a state of shock and rage, couldn't even speak coherently, his trembling hands betraying his inner turmoil. His hand loosened its grip, and the binoculars fell to the ground with a "clatter". In stark contrast to the fear and anger that permeated the enemy's camp, the Allied command center was filled with joy and ecstasy.

  Robert Bingham watched in amazement and delight as the Red Army soldiers fled in disarray on the screen, struck by the golden light column. As the commander-in-chief of this battle, he had long known that the Allied forces possessed this magical weapon, but in fact, he didn't have much confidence in it. Even when the commentator from Future Technology Corporation was enthusiastically promoting this so-called "miraculous weapon that can change the course of a war", Bingham still sneered at this weapon, which was not much different from an ordinary military vehicle.

  Although Binghan is also a pragmatist, as long as something is useful, he won't have any extra doubts about it. At the same time, as an excellent Allied commander, Binghan immediately ordered the Allied soldiers stationed on the second line of defense to rush up and retake the position.

  After the order of Pin Han, the well-trained Allied soldiers also rushed out of their shelters and crushed the retreating Red Army soldiers like hungry wolves.

  For a time, the troops were defeated like a mountain collapse. The Allied soldiers with high morale took advantage of this opportunity not only to recapture the lost position but also to kill nearly 200 Red Army soldiers who retreated in time.

  Looking at the excited faces of his own soldiers on the screen, Binhan picked up the cup of coffee that had been cold on the table and took a small sip. Then, as if savoring the taste, he smacked his lips.

  To outsiders, the action of drinking coffee may seem familiar, but in reality, those who know Bin Han well understand that his coffee drinking is not a pleasure, but rather a means to dispel worries.

  So what was General Pinhan thinking about after making such a great contribution this time?

  Looks like I have time to pay attention to that company now... Future Technology Company... What are you hiding under your dazzling appearance?

  Still thinking about this issue, Bin Han took another sip of his coffee...

  Damn it, I finished writing a long time ago. You really think you're a literary girl, and yet you swallowed my 1000 words!!!

  Give me back my word count! Damn it!

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