Black clouds were threatening to overwhelm the city. The sky was still gray, and it looked like it was going to be another rainy day.
"Woo...Woo..."
The shrill air-raid sirens wafted over Haiphong Port.
The Hainan Air Force planes, covering the sky and the sun, came like a black cloud. Small and fast Thunder fighter jets shuttled through the clouds, protecting dozens of bloated and huge Raptor bombers in the middle.
The small number of French soldiers left on the ground were panicked. Because today was a holiday, some French naval officers boarded the shore for a walk and did not stay on the ship. This meant that when the French fleet was suddenly attacked again, they would not be able to find the soldiers.
Not knowing the general, the scene was extremely chaotic.
Of course, this situation did not occur because of the military quality of the French soldiers. As a naval officer from the famous Burmik Naval War College, the minimum command quality must be very excellent.
But since the French colonial conquered Indochina and established Indochina in the 1980s, no one here has dared to fight with the Gallic rooster. Over time, they have long forgotten the atmosphere of the battlefield and are too proud of themselves.
Caused by blind confidence.
Who would have thought that in this economically backward Southeast Asia, someone would dare to challenge the powerful French Republic.
The chaos only lasted a short time. French soldiers in a few places had already built simple air defense positions. Anti-aircraft guns on the ground continued to fire at the Hainan Air Force, and black masses erupted on both sides of the aircraft in the sky.
Compared with the size of the Hainan Air Force, these emergency air defense forces were too weak and posed a limited threat to the Hainan Air Force. They soon attracted the attention of the Hainan Air Force.
"Order! Air Force Thunderbolt 1st Formation, clear the enemy's ground and release weapons!" The leader's order spread to the surroundings along with the radio waves.
After receiving the order from the lead aircraft, the command aircraft of the Air Force's Thunderbolt 1st Formation and its subordinates immediately broke away from the Air Force formation and dived to the ground.
"Da... da... da..." The Thunderbolt fighter jet swooped down toward the French air defense position. The pilot aimed at the French soldiers on the ground and pulled the trigger.
I saw a slight vibration in the fuselage of the Thunderbolt fighter, and the cannons on both wings immediately sprayed out two fiery snakes. The bullet belt swept over, and the French soldiers were bloody and bloody. Anyone who was hit by the cannons could be said to be either dead or maimed.
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More than 20 Thunder fighters began to circle and attack over the air defenses. Any place where French troops gathered would be attacked by the Hainan Army. For a time, the French troops on the ground suffered heavy casualties.
The French air defense force, which had just been formed for a long time, was not defeated immediately. The port air defense position was ravaged by the Hainan Air Force. Boxes and piles of ammunition were detonated, and fireballs exploded on the ground.
"Fuck! Are everyone in the radar station dead? Why weren't they discovered in advance?" Fries Lange, who served as the governor of French Vietnam and China, roared angrily to his subordinates in the air raid shelter.
"Sir Governor! The sky radar circuit is old and malfunctioned due to dampness on rainy days. It has been undergoing maintenance in the past two days." Seeing that the Governor was getting angry, a mid-level officer under his command had no choice but to answer bravely.
"Radar maintenance!? What about the other spare set?" Furious continued to ask subconsciously.
As soon as Frese's words came out, the people below all looked at each other. The spare one?! Didn't you ask you to sell it secretly? The people below muttered in their hearts. Of course, they only dared to whisper secretly in their hearts, but there was nothing on their faces.
Variety.
Realizing that something was wrong in the atmosphere, Frese was so angry that he remembered that he had sold the radar. There had been no war in Vietnam in these years, and he resold a lot of the military supplies distributed by the Logistics Department on the pretext of military consumption. One of them was
He sold Taishin's radar.
Two years ago, the radar station's radar had reached the end of its useful life, and a new radar was shipped over. At that time, he believed that there was no threat to their existence in Vietnam. The old one could still be used, and it was not French.
The most advanced radar, so I sold it to an international arms dealer out of curiosity. Now that I think about it, I regret it.
Perhaps feeling that he was losing face, Governor Freese changed the subject: "Then do you know who is attacking us? Japan? Or the United States?"
"The pattern on the enemy aircraft is blue sky and white sun. I think they are from... China!!"
"What!? Are you trying to tell me that we were air-attacked by the backward China?" Freese's voice was like a cat's tail being stepped on.
"Yes! Lord Governor!" the subordinate said, resisting the urge to curse.
"Sir Governor! Just now, the commander of the fleet, General Henry, took his men to the military port. Look...it's so chaotic outside. Should we send someone to help?" When the governor calmed down, a major-level officer asked for instructions.
"Huh?" Frese's expression suddenly changed, and he stared at the major who spoke with a gloomy face.
The cold stare made the major panic. He really wanted to slap himself, but he couldn't pick up which pot.
The commander of the Far East Fleet, Henri Jacques, was relatively upright, while the governor, Frese, was greedy and stingy. The two characters were very different from each other, and one can imagine what their relationship was like. Henri Jacques looked down on Frese, and Frese
Rhys regarded Henri Jacques as a thorn in his side.
In terms of rank, Jacques is one level lower than Governor Fris, but the Far East Fleet is under the Ministry of National Defense and the Navy, and Governor Fris can do nothing to Jacques.
The air-raid shelter fell into silence because of the major's words. The others tried to protect themselves and pretended not to hear anything.
After a long time, Frese broke the silence and said: "Commander Jacques, as the commander of the fleet, it is natural for him to command the fleet to fight! We don't need to worry about it!"
As someone who could climb to such a high position, Frese immediately thought of a way to get rid of Jacques completely. In the thirty-sixth strategy, that is to kill someone with a borrowed knife!
Frith thought, no matter whether Henri Jacques could reach the naval port safely, or whether he could withstand the enemy's attack. It would be best if he died, then this mistake should be blamed on him.
If the head is not dead, wouldn't it be a perfect scapegoat? Who knows that foreigners don't use conspiracy tactics? The methods of Governor Frese are not necessarily different from others.
The battle in the sky is still continuing, with Hainan Air Force Thunder fighter jets hovering over Haiphong Port, searching for any valuable targets.
Thunder fighters cannot carry heavy aerial bombs, so they are helpless against the warships docked at the dock and have to leave it to the Raptor bombers.
"Scale 0! The Raptor bomber formation is preparing to drop bombs! Focus on attacking the enemy battleships!!"
Aerial bombs fell like raindrops, coming with the scream of death, but the French warships were like naked little white sheep, about to be slaughtered!