Chapter 1287: Completely out of control

"Brother Zhou, what do we do next? Do you want to inform the Northwest Military Region to send troops to gather on the border?" Chu Guoli asked Zhou Zhong about the next plan.
Zhou Zhong said with a smile: "Of course it is to continue to kill, there are 10,000 troops in the border of West India, right?"
When Chu Guoli and Yang Huming heard this crazy plan in midweek, their expressions were very complicated for a while.
"Are the three of us alone?" Yang Huming asked in surprise.
"Of course." Zhou Zhong nodded in reply.
"If you think about it, your blood will boil!" Although Chu Guoli was older, his blood boiled at this time, his eyes filled with excitement.
So the three of them set out from the town to the border without delay.
After leaving the town for more than an hour, the three of them discovered the West Indies tank group on the highway in mid-week. Yang Huming directly left the two charms. The fireball fell to the sky. More than 30 tanks exploded on the highway, and the flames continued to rise. .
At dawn, the three finally arrived at the border. The West Indies stationed ten thousand troops on the border. This was an absolute provocation.
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Looking at the stretch of military camp, Zhou Zhong, Chu Guoli, and Yang Huming looked gloomy.
"Let them know that our country is inviolable!" Zhou Zhong said in a cold voice.
Yang Huming and Chu Guoli looked at each other and knew what to do. The two of them, one from the left and the other, quickly flew towards the north and south sides of the West Indies Barracks, while the middle of the week was guarded in the center.
When both Yang Huming and Chu Guoli were in place, the three attacked at the same time. For a time, a fireball fell in the sky and the ground sank, and the entire West Indies military camp was attacked at the same time.
This 10,000 West Indian army is composed of two West Indies mountain brigades. At this time, in the joint operations command room at the rear, the expressions of the two brigade commanders changed drastically.
"The report chief, the 12th regiment was attacked!"
"Report to the chief, the 3 regiments were attacked!"
"Report to the Chief, the strengthened mountain artillery company has been attacked!"
For a while, the soldiers kept sending the latest news. At the beginning, the two had a short meeting to discuss countermeasures to the enemy, but they immediately felt that their ideas were naive, because the entire barracks were under attack. No force at all can listen to their deployment.
"Quickly, report to the headquarters! We have suffered a large-scale fire attack from the enemy, we..."
Before the brigade commander's voice fell, a huge fireball slammed into the temporary combat headquarters and turned into a sea of ​​flames.
The three of them were in mid-air in the middle of the week, looking at the wailing West India military camp. The picture was cruel, but the three of them had no sympathy, because this was war. If these enemies are not eliminated, it will be their compatriots and even their relatives who are facing all this.
After a few hours, the fire was finally extinguished, and the formerly magnificent West Indies coalition army is now in ruins, accompanied by the stench of burning.
Zhou Zhong, Chu Guoli, and Yang Huming had already reached the nearest town in West India, guarded by the third antiaircraft artillery brigade of West India.
People live as usual, and the approaching war does not worry them at all, because they believe that their country's army will surely crush the enemy.
But at this moment, a child suddenly pointed to the distant sky and shouted: "Mom, the stars! The stars have fallen!"
The boy's mother didn't lift her head either, and said amusedly: "Silly boy, how can the stars fall?"
The boy took his mother's hand and kept shouting: "Mom, the stars have really fallen, they have fallen."
"Good good, the stars have fallen."
The mother couldn't bear the disturbance, and agreed to deal with it, raising her head to look up into the sky. But at this look, the whole person was shocked.
The stars really fell!
In the sky, countless fireballs blasted towards the antiaircraft artillery brigade stationed outside the town. For a while, the whole town was trembling in mourning.
The residents of the town ran out of the opposite town in fright, chaos. However, it was not until the fireballs in the sky completely disappeared that they discovered that not one of the fireballs fell into the town, but all fell into the barracks of the artillery brigade.
The poor card-playing troops of West India, the anti-aircraft artillery brigade, had been razed to the ground without the enemy even finding it.
West India, Ministry of Defense.
The huge electronic screen marked the locations of all military bases in the West Indies, and these military bases were marked in green.
At this time, starting from the northeastern region close to China, dozens of military bases in succession turned red, flashing constantly, and electronic sounds issued bursts of rapid beeping alarms.
"Hey, hey, this is the Ministry of National Defense, the third antiaircraft artillery brigade, please answer if you hear it! Please answer if you hear it!"
"This is the Ministry of National Defense, 1213 Mountain Brigade, please answer immediately!" "The 13th Division of the Army, please answer immediately, this is the Ministry of National Defense!"