Warlords: Rising from the Northwest Border and Sweeping Across the Powers

Chapter 491: Rocket Feast Destroys Heaven and Earth

At 5:40 in the evening, the sky had been dyed orange and red, and the afterglow of the setting sun shone on the rocket base, adding a bit of solemnity and sacredness to the upcoming feat.

At this time, at the rocket launch site, twelve V2 rockets weighing several tons and more than fourteen meters in length were ready. They stood quietly on the launch pad, like sharp arrows ready to be fired, ready to pierce the enemy's heart at any time.

Wang Jinlin stood in the command post beside the launch site, looking through the glass window at the towering rockets in the distance. There was no tension or hesitation on his face, only determination and resoluteness. He knew that at this moment, he was not only the commander of the rocket force, but also the key figure in the entire battle situation.

"Five minutes to prepare!" Wang Jinlin's voice rang out in the command post, deep and powerful. Following his order, the entire launch site began to get busy, and the technicians were nervously and orderly carrying out the final inspection and debugging.

"One minute to prepare!" Wang Jinlin's order sounded again, revealing an unquestionable majesty in his voice. At this time, a faint smoke began to emerge from the tail of the rocket, which was a sign that the fuel was about to ignite.

"Ignite!" Wang Jinlin finally gave the final order. As his voice fell, twelve rockets spewed out hot flames almost at the same time, and the huge roar shook the entire base. The flames spewed out from the tail of the rockets were particularly dazzling against the backdrop of the setting sun. They were like fire dragons, rising into the sky and piercing the clouds.

The rockets gradually accelerated during the launch, and their speed became faster and faster until they disappeared from people's sight. At the moment the rockets took off, the entire base seemed to tremble, and the air was filled with an indescribable excitement and tension.

Wang Jinlin stood quietly in front of the window, watching the rockets disappear into the sky. He knew that the rockets would carry their hopes and beliefs, fly far away, and bring devastating blows to the enemy. At this moment, all he could do was pray that everything would go well and wait for victory to come.

At the same time, in the No. 1 camp of the Fuso Devil Division, smoke rose from the kitchen and the soldiers were busy preparing dinner. Although they were on the battlefield, they still maintained the rhythm of their daily lives, trying to find a trace of peace in the tense war.

Two short and stocky Japanese soldiers, Soldier A and Soldier B, were sitting side by side on sandbags beside the trench. The square iron lunch boxes in their hands, although mottled with marks, were still wiped clean and gleaming. In the lunch boxes, the rice was steaming hot, the potatoes and fried eggplants exuded an enticing aroma, and the soybean paste soup next to them also exuded a unique fragrance.

Soldier A picked up a piece of fried eggplant with chopsticks, put it in his mouth, and sighed with satisfaction. "Hey, Hengchuan, I heard that the Chinese army is coming soon. Do you think we can win the final victory? After all, even those arrogant guys in the Kwantung Army were defeated by them." There was a hint of worry and uncertainty in his tone.

Soldier B, Heng Chuanbin, stopped using his chopsticks, gently put down his lunch box, and carefully took out a photo from his arms. In the photo, he was handsome, wearing a black suit, standing side by side with a girl wearing a kimono and smiling brightly. The girl had a gentle and lovely face, and her eyes seemed to be shining with stars. She leaned against Heng Chuanbin, and the two looked very well matched.

Heng Chuanbin gently stroked the girl's face in the photo with his hands, his eyes revealing deep longing and tenderness. "Fangzi..." he murmured, his voice full of tenderness and attachment.

"Yes, we will win in the end." Heng Chuanbin raised his head and looked at Soldier A firmly, "I still have to go back to Nagoya to see Fangzi! She is still waiting for me. I promised her that I would go back to see her as soon as the war is over."

Soldier A looked at Heng Chuanbin's determined eyes, and the worry in his heart seemed to dissipate a little. "So you miss your fiancée, Heng Chuan-kun." He said with a smile, with a hint of envy in his tone, "Sometimes I really envy you for having such a gentle and beautiful girl waiting for you."

Heng Chuanbin smiled slightly, said nothing, just picked up the chopsticks again and continued eating dinner.

Heng Chuanbin was sitting on a sandbag next to the trench, just sharing his thoughts about his hometown and his vision for the future with his companions. Suddenly, a dazzling light appeared in the sky, which was as hot as the sun and made it impossible to look directly at it. He looked up and saw twelve bright lights in the sky, which streaked across the sky like meteors and headed straight for their position.

"What is that?!" A strong sense of uneasiness surged in Heng Chuanbin's heart. He subconsciously grabbed the rifle beside him, ready to deal with the impending danger.

However, his reaction was still too slow. The twelve beams of light instantly turned into twelve huge fireballs, carrying the power of destroying the heavens and the earth, and smashed fiercely on the position. A deafening explosion sounded instantly, as if the whole world collapsed at this moment.

The strong shock wave knocked Heng Chuanbin to the ground, his ears filled with the roar of the explosion and the screams of the soldiers. His eyes were stung by the flames, and he could only vaguely see that everything around him was engulfed by the sea of ​​fire and thick smoke.

When he managed to open his eyes, the scene before him terrified him. The trenches, bunkers, and fortifications that he had once been familiar with had now been blown beyond recognition. In the firelight, he saw his comrades being thrown into the air by the impact of the explosion, and then falling heavily to the ground without a sound.

The energy released by the high explosives in the warheads was so terrifying that each rocket warhead flattened everything within a radius of 500 meters. Those solid fortifications were as fragile as paper under the power of the explosion and turned into dust in an instant. Flames and thick smoke intertwined in the air, covering the entire position in a doomsday scene.

Heng Chuanbin struggled to stand up, his body covered with dirt and smoke, his face full of fear and despair. He tried to find his companions and comrades, but all he saw was ruins and dead silence. He didn't know if he was still alive, nor did he know where to go next.

At this moment, a sharp pain came, Heng Chuanbin looked down and found that his right leg had been hit by a piece of shrapnel, and blood was constantly pouring out. He groaned in pain, but in the face of this devastating blow, any sound seemed so pale and powerless.

He looked at the ruins in front of him, his heart filled with despair and powerlessness. He knew that the efforts and perseverance of himself and his comrades had vanished at this moment. The position they had vowed to defend had now become a shooting range for the enemy.

Hengchuan Bin slowly fell to the ground, his eyes lost their former brilliance. He knew that he might never return to Nagoya and never see his beloved Fangzi again. Under this devastating blow, all his hopes and dreams turned into bubbles.

As the last trace of consciousness faded, Heng Chuanbin fell into endless darkness. In this doomsday scene, he closed his eyes forever.