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Chapter 1072 - 1072 1025 Fierce Bombardment!

1072: Chapter 1025: Fierce Bombardment!

1072: Chapter 1025: Fierce Bombardment!

Boom~

The muffled explosion, like thunder in the rainy season.

Between the flashes of fire, the earth shook, and dust and smoke surged upwards.

The shockwaves rampaged around, lifting a dark mushroom cloud into the air.

At midnight, when many are deep in sleep,

This sudden blast jolted many awake.

But there’s no time to get out of bed, let alone ponder whether it’s an airstrike or artillery…

Boom…

Boom boom…

The explosions grew more frequent, like rolls of thunder, with impressive might.

The orange glow of the blasts constantly flickered.

The ground quaked as if struck by a violent earthquake, shaking relentlessly.

Such fierce explosions didn’t seem like an airstrike at all.

A normal airstrike, whether by drones or fighter jets, involves the dropping of precision-guided bombs or missiles.

It’s about precision, not quantity.

If accurate enough, it’s a guaranteed hit.

Coupled with a high-explosive payload of a hundred or two hundred kilograms, one hit can wipe out a wide area.

Buildings with steel-reinforced structures ten stories high can be leveled in an instant.

But now…

This rumbling sound of explosions simply wouldn’t stop.

Even a heavy bomber couldn’t carry enough ammunition to bomb continuously like this.

Most importantly…

Jiazhou Nabiya has been continuously plagued by conflict.

The local residents of Sangkrei are accustomed to war.

They are well-aware of the differences between missiles, shells, howitzers, and cannons, having seen and heard them all too often.

Like now…

The sound of artillery thunders!

The area within several kilometers is shrouded in artillery fire.

Nowhere else is targeted, just the high-end private estates built along the river.

Places like other slums and residential areas in Sangkrei didn’t have a single shell fall.

Residents were startled awake by the artillery fire, climbing onto rooftops and treetops.

After watching for a long time, with no missile trails or fighter jet roars, only continuous flashes of fire and tumbling smoke, what else could it be but an artillery bombardment?

However…

For many years, even when armed forces in Sangkrei clashed, it ended up being more bark than bite, with prolonged conflicts barely resulting in any casualties.

Nothing like what’s happening now.

Such intense, sustained artillery fire, like plowing the field, blasted to the estate over and over.

The local residents truly enjoyed the spectacle!

Why, though?

Because many years ago, Jiazhou used to be a colony of Huanzhou State, with a large number of white settlers owning large tracts of land.

This Strehl Manor still occupied Sangkrei’s most fertile land.

Previously cultivating coffee trees and raising livestock, they would also hire locals as laborers.

But then, the estate diverged from agriculture and husbandry to develop things like golf courses and hunting grounds, exclusively for wealthy tourists from Huanzhou.

The best lands should allow locals to farm, not necessarily to make a fortune collectively, but at least to ensure many can make ends meet.

This Strehl Manor, however, monopolized the best lands and turned them into a playground for the rich.

Locals had long detested it, but could only bear it silently due to the Manor’s powerful private security forces.

Now.

This manor, which had been extremely domineering locally, must have offended some powerful figure.

It was subjected to a relentless bombardment, over and over again.

Regardless of how grand or beautiful the European-style villas were, or how upscale the golf courses…

The vast estate had simply become a target range for hundreds of heavy artillery guns.

After the first shell accurately flattened the tallest banquet hall, the subsequent fierce bombardment was unstoppable!

So ferocious!

So domineering!

So satisfying!

Even in Jiazhou Nabiya, where weapons and ammunition are prevalent, a standard 155mm high-explosive artillery shell costs two thousand Gold Coins, and an armor-piercing shell nearly four thousand Gold Coins.

With such intense, continuous artillery fire, at least thirty large-caliber howitzers must be participating in the operation.

After the initial accurate hit, a rapid consecutive shooting of six rounds per gun equates to hundreds of thousands of Gold Coins, not to mention the wear and depreciation of the artillery.

After all, with each firing, the barrel endures the deflagration of the propellant, high pressure shocks, and projectile wear, leading to a decrease in lifespan.

A gun barrel might need replacing after two to three thousand shots.

If it was not for the intent of a sudden attack to achieve the best destructive effect, rapid firing would not be used.

Even with rapid firing, the number of shells is limited; firing too many exhausts the artillerymen, and the gun barrel would overheat.

For this reason.

The frantic bombardment, after continuing for a while, became sparser but more rhythmic.

Yet, this relentless barrage remains unparalleled.

Throughout all of Nabiya, presumably only a few armed forces could afford such extravagance.

The artillery fire abruptly ceased after nearly ten minutes.

But everyone knew better than to take it lightly and assume the bombardment had completely stopped.

It was very likely a pause for recalibrating targets, assessing the damage of the first round of fire, and computing new firing data…

A pause didn’t mean the bombing was over, but rather it was often a prelude to a more thorough extermination.

Sure enough.

After a brief halt, the barrage ‘came back with a vengeance.’

Continuing the relentless attack for a full half-hour, using up nearly ten thousand shells, at the cost of at least twenty to thirty million Gold Coins.

So.

When the canon fires, Gold Coins flow like water.