EBE Chapter 825: Flood Control Dam Bursts and Huge Waves
Chapter 825: Flood Control Dam Bursts and Huge Waves
As night fell and under the starry sky, the Youlong bomber squadron approached the Changbo Reservoir flood control dam with tremendous force.
The fleet was in neat formation, with engines roaring, like an ancient dragon flying through the clouds, carrying incomparable power.
Captain Gong Jiang, sitting in the cockpit of the pilot plane, stared at the radar screen and night vision goggles in front of him, and issued orders to the entire team via radio waves.
"Youlong Squadron, attention, the target coordinates have been locked - Changbo Reservoir flood control dam, entering the final attack phase. All crews confirm the status and ensure that all systems are in the optimal combat configuration." Gong Jiang's voice echoed in the headphones, and every word revealed unquestionable authority.
"Unit 1 is in good condition, weapon systems are ready, and the attack route has been planned."
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After the confirmation, Gong Jiang took a deep breath and continued to issue specific instructions: "Next, execute the GBU-43/B large air-blast bomb to carry out precise strikes on key parts of the dam. This mission is crucial. It not only tests our accuracy, but also our teamwork and adaptability."
"Attention, all crews, be sure to confirm the wind direction and speed before dropping the bombs to ensure that the bombs land accurately. When dropping the bombs, adopt a staggered flight pattern to avoid mutual interference. At the same time, the countdown begins. In ten seconds, I will launch the first attack."
"Ten, nine, eight... three, two, one, drop!" As Gong Jiang gave the order, a huge 'mother of bombs' slid out of the belly of the pilot plane, dragging a long tail of flame, cutting through the night sky and heading straight for the target. The rest of the crew followed closely behind, dropping bombs in sequence according to the predetermined plan. For a moment, several bright flames bloomed in the night sky, illuminating the entire valley.
"The drop is complete. Immediately execute the climbing action and increase the altitude to five thousand meters. Ensure a safe distance and avoid being affected by the explosion." Gong Jiang's voice sounded again.
The fleet of planes quickly climbed up, and the numbers on the altimeter jumped rapidly. They were like a group of nimble swallows, escaping from the dangerous vortex at the last moment before the explosion.
As four "Mother of Bombs" roared out from the belly of the Youlong bomber squadron one after another, they cut through the night sky, dragging blazing tail flames, like messengers of death, heading straight for the Changbo Reservoir flood control dam.
The first bomb hit the ground first, and then a dazzling fire suddenly broke out, as if the sun briefly descended above the earth, illuminating the entire night sky.
The shock wave generated by the explosion spread in all directions at an alarming speed. The ground shook violently, and dust and debris were thrown into the air by the huge energy, forming a mushroom cloud-like dust curtain.
The huge roar was deafening, and even observers several kilometers away could feel the devastating power.
Subsequently, the remaining three bombs fell one after another, and each explosion was a challenge to the limits of the dam.
The dam's solid structure began to groan in pain under the continuous impact, and cracks spread rapidly like a spider web, gradually expanding from tiny cracks to shocking cracks. Water seeped out of the cracks and gradually gathered into a trickle, foreshadowing the fate of the dam.
Finally, amidst the continuous explosions, the dam could no longer withstand such a huge pressure, and after a deafening roar, the dam collapsed. A huge amount of water instantly lost its restraints and rushed down like a wild horse, forming an unstoppable torrent.
With water splashing and mist rising, the entire reservoir seemed to be swallowed by the angry sea. The scene was spectacular and heart-pounding.
With the sudden collapse of the Changbo Reservoir flood control dam, an unprecedented natural force was instantly released.
More than 2,000 cubic meters of water, like a giant beast that had been imprisoned for a thousand years, finally broke free from its restraints and surged out from the gap in the dam, rushing towards the downstream in an unstoppable manner with a thunderous roar.
This torrent seemed a bit crowded and chaotic at first, but in the blink of an eye it converged into an irresistible force.
The water flowed faster and faster, and its color gradually changed from the initial clearness to turbid yellowish brown, which was caused by the mud and rocks being swept in.
They danced and collided in the air, and finally merged into the mighty water flow, becoming part of the force that drove the disaster forward.
Wherever the torrent passed, everything was engulfed by its might. The lush trees seemed so fragile under the impact of the flood that they were uprooted or broken into several pieces and drifted with the waves.
And those sturdy buildings were also crumbling in the face of this force, and some were even directly collapsed and turned into ruins.
Gong Jiang sat in the cockpit of the pilot plane, his eyes fixed on the flood-ravaged area below, listening to the deafening sound of water with an excited expression.
He pressed the communication button, and his steady voice was transmitted to the command center through the radio waves: "Command center, this is Gong Jiang, the captain of the Youlong Squadron, requesting communication."
"Youlong Squadron, command center received, go ahead." The command center responded quickly.
"Reporting to the command center, the Youlong Squadron has carried out a precise strike on the Changbo Reservoir flood control dam according to the predetermined plan. At present, the dam has been completely blown up and the flood is spreading smoothly downstream. According to preliminary assessment, the mission has been successfully completed."
"Youlong Squadron, mission accomplished. Your performance is outstanding and you have made an important contribution to this battle. Please continue to be vigilant and ensure your safe return." A voice of approval came from the command center.
"Understood, Command Center. The Youlong Squadron will immediately implement the return procedure and closely monitor the weather and airspace conditions in the flight area to ensure safety. Please instruct the return route and subsequent task arrangements." Gong Jiang replied, showing his professionalism and sense of responsibility as a captain.
"The return route has been sent to your navigation system, please fly according to the instructions. Subsequent task arrangements will be notified separately based on actual conditions. Please keep communications open and be ready to receive new instructions at any time." The command center responded quickly.
"Received, Command Center. The Youlong Squadron will return immediately. We will live up to our mission and return safely." After Gong Jiang finished speaking, he turned off the communication button and immediately issued a return order to the crew.
In Chen Tong’s front-line command post, the lights were dim, illuminating Chen Tong’s face. He stood in front of a huge tactical map, his brow furrowed and his eyes sharp, as if he was having a silent conversation with the upcoming outcome of the battle.
Suddenly, a burst of hurried footsteps broke the silence in the room, and a signalman came hurriedly, the telegram in his hand seemed to carry a thousand pounds of weight.
He handed the telegram to Chen Tong respectfully, with a hint of excitement in his voice that was difficult to conceal: "Report to the General Staff, the Third Air Division has sent news that they have successfully completed the task of blowing up the Changbo Reservoir!"
Upon hearing this, Chen Tong's body trembled slightly, then he quickly took the telegram and read it word by word.
As the content deepened, a gleam of brilliance gradually flashed in his eyes, a light that was a mixture of the joy of strategic victory and deep thinking about the future situation.
"Good! Great!" Chen Tong stood up suddenly, his voice deep and powerful, echoing in the command post.
He knew very well that the bursting of the Changbo Reservoir meant not only the destruction of a water conservancy project, but also a major strategic victory.
The flood would rush down like a beast, and the entire southern part of Kochi would be submerged in a vast ocean, becoming a veritable "swampland". In this swampland, the enemy troops in the three counties would lose their foothold and would have to retreat or surrender, thus achieving Chen Tong's strategic goal of easily seizing the three counties without spending a single soldier.