Chapter 1287

"Brother Zhou, what are we going to do next? Do you want to inform the northwest military region to send large troops to gather at the border? " Chu asked Zhou Zhongli about the next plan.

Zhou Zhong said with a smile: "of course, continue to kill, West India has 10000 troops at the border?"

Chu Guoli and Yang Huming looked very complicated when they heard Zhou Zhong's crazy plan.

"Just the three of us?" Yang Hu Ming asked in amazement.

"Of course." Zhou Zhongli naturally nodded and replied.

"If you think about it, your blood will boil!" Although Chu Guoli was older, his blood was boiling and his eyes were full of excitement.

So without delay, they set out from the small town to the border.

More than an hour after leaving the town, the three men found the West Indian tank group on the road. Yang Huming's two talismans were still out. At one time, the fireball fell, and more than 30 tanks exploded on the road, and the flames kept rising.

At dawn, the three finally arrived at the border, and the West India stationed 10000 troops on the border. This was an absolute provocation.

Looking at the barracks, Zhou Zhonghe, Chu Guoli and Yang Huming look gloomy.

"Let them know that China is inviolable!" Zhou Zhong said in a cold voice.

Yang Huming and Chu Li looked at each other and knew what to do. The two men, one left and one right, flew quickly toward the north and south sides of the West Indian military camp, while in the middle of the Zhou Dynasty, they were stationed in the middle.

When Yang Huming and Chu Guoli were in place, the three men launched an attack at the same time. At the same time, fireballs fell from the sky, and the ground sank. The whole barracks of western India were attacked at the same time.

The 10000 strong West Indian army was composed of two mountain brigades of West India. At this time, in the rear joint operations command room, the faces of the two brigade commanders changed greatly.

"Report chief, the 12th regiment has been attacked!"

"Report chief, the 3rd regiment is under attack!"

"Report to the chief, the mountain artillery company is under attack!"

For a moment, the messenger kept sending the latest news. At the beginning, they had to hold a short meeting to discuss how to deal with the enemy. But they immediately felt that their idea was naive, because the whole camp was under attack, and no troops could listen to their deployment.

"Quick, report to the headquarters! We have been attacked by a large range of enemy fire. We... "

Before the brigade commander's voice dropped, a huge fireball suddenly fell into the temporary combat headquarters and turned into a sea of fire.

In the middle of the week, the three men were in mid air, looking at the wailing West Indian barracks. The picture was cruel, but the three did not have any sympathy, because this was war. If these enemies are not eliminated, it is their compatriots, even their relatives, who are facing all this.

Hours later, the blaze was finally extinguished, leaving nothing but ruins, accompanied by the stench of charring, of the once magnificent West Indian united army.

Zhou Zhongzhong, Chu state and Yang Huming have already arrived in the nearest town of West India, which is guarded by the third anti-aircraft brigade of West India.

People live as usual, and the near war does not worry them at all, because they believe that their country's army will surely level down the enemy.

But just then, a child suddenly pointed to the distant sky and yelled, "Mom, stars! The stars are falling

The boy's mother did not lift her head, full of funny said: "silly child, how can the stars fall down?"

The boy took his mother's hand and kept calling out, "Mom, the stars really fall down, and the stars fall down."

"OK, OK, the stars are falling."

Mother can't bear its disturbance, deal with the promise, raised his head to look at the sky. But at this sight, the whole person was scared to be silly.

Stars, really fall down!

In the whole time, the firecrackers of the brigade were blaring in the sky.

The residents of the town ran out of the opposite town in a state of chaos. However, it was not until the fireballs in the sky completely disappeared that they found that not one fireball fell into Dao Town, but all of them fell in the barracks of the antiaircraft artillery brigade.

The poor West Indian card playing army, the anti-aircraft artillery brigade, has been razed to the ground without even discovering the enemy.

West India, Ministry of defense.

Huge electronic screens mark the locations of all military bases in West India, which are marked in green.

At this time, from the northeast area close to China, a dozen military bases successively turned red and flickered, and the electronic sound sent out a series of rapid beeps and beeps.

"Hello, Hello, this is the Ministry of defense, the third antiaircraft artillery brigade. Please answer when you hear me! Please answer when you hear me

"This is the Ministry of defense, 1213 mountain brigade. If you hear me, please answer immediately! "13th Army division, please answer immediately. This is the Department of defense! “