studiobondurri Chapter 608: 567 Desperate Call
Chapter 608: 567 Desperate Call
Chapter 608: 567 Desperate Call
Near the border with Qi Country, at a Tang Army field airfield, Air Force Commander Ibrahim was looking at the officer who had come to deliver the telegram.
The officer reported to Ibrahim the message sent back by their paratroopers from the front line, “Our paratroopers have encountered the Imperial Guards! Jiang Xian’s location has been found, he is in a manor near the drop zone!”
Upon hearing this news, Ibrahim was shocked. The paratroopers were there to carry out the mission to take control of Donghe Bridge, yet they were dropped haphazardly and managed to locate the hiding place of Qi Country’s King?
After he got over his shock, he couldn’t help but enviously mutter to himself, “What kind of luck do they have?”
An officer on the other side grabbed the telegram, glanced at it, and quickly spoke up to remind, “General! Never mind that, the paratrooper division’s plan has changed! They want to capture Jiang Xian alive if possible!”
“Not a bad idea, but can they take out Qi’s Imperial Guards?” Ibrahim asked incredulously.
The officer continued to remind, “General! I’m not sure exactly how many Imperial Guards there are, but the paratroopers are under the command of our Air Force. If the losses are heavy, Your Majesty might have a certain opinion of you.”
Ibrahim subconsciously hadn’t considered the paratroopers as a real part of the Air Force, so it took a moment for him to react.
However, after his subordinate’s reminder, he immediately realized that those paratroopers behind enemy lines were also under his command as ground forces of the Air Force!
So he immediately gave the order, “Almost forgot they are our Air Force men too! Command all planes that can take off to prepare for bombardment on the new coordinates! Inform the paratroopers to deploy ground identification markers to avoid friendly fire!”
“Yes, General!” Several Air Force officers stood at attention, saluted, and left with his orders.
Soon, pilots on their way to various targets all heard the change of attack orders through their headsets.
Commanders of various regiments issued orders to the planes closest to King City of Qi Country to go and support the paratrooper combat operations.
“Bluebird Bluebird! Calling Bluebird! Alter course! Target adjustment! Target adjustment! 4 kilometers east of Qi Country’s King City! Search for areas with obvious ground combat! Mission: Support our ground forces in combat! Mission: Support our ground forces in combat!”
“Understood, Bluebird!” High in the sky at an altitude of over six thousand meters, in the cramped cockpit of a Stuka Dive Bomber, the pilot, wearing an oxygen mask, responded with a constrained voice.
After he responded, he pulled on his control stick, and his plane responded to his maneuver, nimbly deviating from its course.
“Bluebird 2, follow me!” As he altered his course, he called out to his wingman with a roaring sound.
“Bluebird 2 understood!” The wingman’s pilot also pulled the control stick and followed his leader, racing toward the distant target.
On the other side, eight Butcher FW-190 fighters that had just crossed the border also received orders to change their attack targets.
These planes had already lowered their altitude, and now they began to climb again. In the radio, all pilots were excited because this time’s attack target was the King of Qi Country!
In the newly activated field airfield in Nanye, about a dozen Air Force pilots were putting on their gear and running toward their planes on the other side of the runway.
Rows of Stuka Dive Bombers were parked there, and the ground crew had already loaded them with 500-kilogram aerial bombs at the fastest speed.
Explosions of grenades were everywhere, as were the typewriter-like crisp sounds of Tang submachine guns, and the Qi soldiers’ screams of agony filled the air, with no one able to step forward to end this chaos.
Even the guards surrounding King Jiang Xian were somewhat disorganized. Hindered by the cluster of ministers and generals, they couldn’t even form a proper defensive formation.
They were only responsible for protecting Jiang Xian, but now they had to safeguard dozens of generals, ministers, princesses, maidservants, servants, and menials.
There was no choice, for having hidden here for so long, Jiang Xian had also summoned several concubines, who could have imagined that favoritism would ultimately doom these women?
“Get His Majesty on the carriage! Quick! Get His Majesty on the carriage!” Finally, after passing through a scenery spot, the Prime Minister saw the waiting carriage and excitedly started shouting.
He finally saw hope, as long as he could get the King back to King City, they might have a chance! Although King City was also vulnerable, it was still easy to muster a couple of thousand miscellaneous soldiers. Besides, this suddenly appeared Tang force, parachuting from the sky, might not dare to storm into the city!
With this thought, the Prime Minister finally relaxed. He helped Jiang Xian onto the carriage, tried to look back, but was held back by Jiang Xian.
King Jiang Xian, clutching his chest and deathly pale, mustered all his strength to say, “Go with me! Back to King City! Back to King City...”
Just then, a round iron ball flew over the courtyard wall. This grenade, at least twenty meters away from the carriage, landed and rolled to the feet of a Qi general.
Amidst the chaos, no one noticed this object flying in, and of course, the general had no idea of the tragedy about to befall him.
He tried to push forward, hoping to use the excuse of protecting the King to escape with the carriage.
The next second, the grenade exploded, its shrapnel piercing and tearing his lower body, and the blast wave sent his mutilated upper body skyward.
Everyone nearby was hit, and instantly there were dead and wounded all around. Following closely, another grenade flew in and exploded near the carriage.
Jiang Xian, startled by the explosion so close by, shuddered, and then felt a searing pain in his chest as if he had been struck by a shrapnel fragment.
The Prime Minister realized something was wrong, quickly climbed on the carriage, disregarding the crowd behind, and exhaustedly shouted to the coachman, “Go! Hurry!”
The recent explosion had terrified the horses, which were already whinnying uncontrollably, and the coachman, already scared out of his wits, was jolted by the Prime Minister’s order. With a shake of the reins, he spurred the pained horses, and the carriage began to lurch forward.
Guards at the front were unexpectedly knocked down by the carriage, and in panic, others followed running alongside it. The abandoned ministers chased after the carriage, cursing, while the forsaken women trailed behind, crying as they ran.
On the carriage, the Prime Minister could no longer be concerned with that. Clinging to Jiang Xian’s hand, he desperately called out to his sovereign, “Your Majesty! Your Majesty! Wake up, Your Majesty!”
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An additional update—I truly apologize for the regret but the inevitability.
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