Chapter 353: The Collapse of Hope (Second Update, Please Subscribe)

There are always many accidents in war. When the bombs fell from the sky, the Argentine naval officers and soldiers stationed in the naval port were not aware of the danger at all.

Although the bombing of the airship seemed earth-shattering, they still discovered a shocking secret while they were in it.

The bombing of the airships seemed to be unpredictable, and their bombs were always floating in the air. No one knew where the bombs would eventually land, but it was certain that it would not be easy to drop a bomb accurately into a yard.

But sometimes, accidents happen. Just when these Argentine naval officers and soldiers were hiding in the fortress, talking and laughing with a relaxed look, a bomb hit the arsenal in the fortress.

Following a violent explosion, the sailors in the fortress lost consciousness.

After the navy's arsenal was hit, hundreds of tons of artillery shells, gunpowder and other supplies were detonated by heavy bombs. The violent explosion directly razed everything within a radius of hundreds of meters to the ground.

The violent explosion even formed a mushroom cloud hundreds of meters high.

Such an astonishing scene made Wang Xinyue and others couldn't help but marvel at it.

It's all luck!

What good luck!

Wang Xinyue exclaimed.

"We must have hit their arsenal!"

Amid exclamations, Wang Xinyue saw the huge Union Jack on the seaside warehouse through the billowing smoke. Although the flag was a bit eye-catching, it could still be seen clearly.

"It's the English flag."

Although Wang Xinyue felt a little eager to try it out, the thought only flashed through his mind.

“That’s not our goal.”

The reason why he didn't target the warehouse was not because of the flag on it, nor because it was not their target.

It was because the bombs on the airship were precious. If they deliberately bombed the warehouse, even if they dropped dozens of bombs, it might not have any effect. After all, aerial bombing had no accuracy at all. At this time, completing the established mission was the most important thing.

It's just a British flag, even with their arrogance, it's no big deal.

"Notify boat No. 7 to bomb the target area."

Following Wang Xinyue's order, the signalman in the airship cabin wrote his order on the blackboard. In an era without radio, the blackboard, the most primitive tool, became the way for airship troops to communicate in the air.

Unlike the high-explosive bombs carried by other airships, boat No. 7 carried napalm bombs. Its goal was very simple, which was to bomb the slums near the port and use napalm bombs to set fire to the houses in that area - the buildings there were basically wooden or semi-wooden structures. In other words, they were very easy to ignite.

After dozens of napalm bombs were dropped from the air onto the target area, a raging fire immediately broke out. The moment the napalm bombs exploded, they engulfed the houses in flames. The flames instantly ignited the wooden houses, and the dry wood became the best fuel. It only took a moment for the slums to burn. At the beginning, the flames were scattered, at least hundreds of them. As no one came to rescue, the flames spread in less than half an hour. As the fire spread, the flames finally connected into pieces, and the fire spread across the block.

What's even more terrifying is that the sea breeze blowing from the mouth of the La Plata River further fanned the flames. The strong wind swept the burning wood, tables, and wooden beds rampant in the city. The fire also ignited many nearby houses, forming a large area of ​​fire in the city, with the temperature reaching thousands of degrees.

The raging fire greedily absorbed the surrounding oxygen, forming a fiery firestorm. The flames were so high that they even swirled hundreds of meters into the sky. The strong winds caused by the fire swept countless flammable objects into the air and then smashed them to the ground, further expanding the fire.

Finally, the entire port area was set on fire. The mountains of goods in the port warehouse became excellent fuel. People who had been hiding in the port area fled to the side of the port. Many people even fled directly into the water to avoid the fire. Many people jumped onto small boats and fled to the La Plata River.

The raging flames outside the warehouse also made the British expatriates who were hiding in the warehouse feel threatened, and they all left the warehouse.

Not long after they left the warehouse, the flames ignited the warehouse with the British flag painted on it. In the burning flames, the warehouse and the British flag on the roof disappeared in the raging fire.

"Oh my God! What on earth is happening..."

Like many people, Angela took Anna and the others and fled to the boat amid the scorching flames, although they were temporarily safe.

But when they turned around, they saw a city engulfed in flames. Half of the city was burning, and flames swirled in the air, scattering tens of millions of sparks in every corner of the city.

The city is burning!

The city is being destroyed!

This scene stunned everyone, even the airship soldiers in the air. They did not expect that they would create such a big fire. In fact, it was just the wind that helped the fire. It was just because people left the city that no one went to put out the fire.

Thick smoke engulfed half of the city. As the airship slowly sailed away from the city, Edward Thornton and his companions on the battleship had an idea in their minds -

They came with death and destruction.

They left, leaving behind death and destruction!

Everything is destroyed!

Is this the true power of the airship?

At this moment, Edward Thornton was a little nervous.

Because he knew that Britain did not have such weapons!

But this weapon has now fully demonstrated its power. In this case, how will Britain fight against these airships in the future?

In fact, the fire did not burn for long. After all, in Putrajaya, only the buildings in the port area and nearby slums were mostly made of wood, while most places were brick and stone buildings.

But even so, after witnessing this doomsday-like scene, everyone was stunned. The next morning, although the flames slowly died down during the night, the people who had escaped the fire on the boat went ashore while black smoke was still rising from the area that had been burned to ruins.

The shore was in complete ruins, with burned houses everywhere. Angela and the girls squeezed out of the crowd. They passed through the crowded people and through the choking smoke. They saw doctors and stretcher bearers busy carrying the wounded.

Perhaps because everyone was fleeing in a hurry, there were not many casualties, which seemed to be a blessing in disguise.

But when they got to the train station, they suddenly stopped and were shocked by what they saw.

Thousands of wounded, like corpses, lay in rows and lines, head to toe, along the sidewalks, stretching out in endless rows. Some lay still and stiff, while others curled up and groaned. Swarms of flies flew over the wounded, crawling on their faces, buzzing. Everywhere was blood, the groans of the wounded, and the shrill curses of pain.

Blood and death!

The scene in front of her made Angela want to vomit. The medical staff hurriedly ran around among the wounded, sometimes even stepping on the wounded, because there were too many wounded and they were arranged very closely. Those who were stepped on could only groan dully and look at the wounded in despair...

"Oh my God! What on earth is going on here..."

Angela felt like she was about to vomit. She covered her mouth with her hands and took two steps back, not daring to go any further.

Emily, who was only thirteen years old, was so frightened that she didn't even dare to open her eyes. She hid behind her sister Anna. As for Anna, she watched the scene with fear and trembling all over.

What's going on here?

Only some troops who remained in the city to guard it suffered "minor losses" in the bombing.

But Angela and the others had never seen such a scene. Thousands of wounded soldiers were lying on the ground in the sun, covered in blood and stench, just lying there, letting flies crawl all over their bodies. She had never seen such a tragic scene.

This is a place full of pain, stench, and death. If there really is a hell, this is what it looks like...

If there is a hell on earth, it must be the bombed Buenos Aires.

Once upon a time, for people in the rear, they were far away from the battlefield. Even after the war broke out, they could not feel the cruelty of war. They saw the wounded and the death, but when they saw all this, the war was over.

And now?

Under the bombing of airships, there is no safe rear anymore, and even the seemingly safe rear will be bombed.

Civilians, cities, everything could be destroyed.

"Is this war?"

Angela looked at the hellish scene in front of her with some trepidation.

She looked at the wounded lying on the ground, struggling and crying in despair. Angela, who had originally held out a glimmer of hope that her husband could come back alive, was completely despaired at this moment.

What kind of lucky person could possibly survive in such a hell?

Maybe some people could survive, but he... Angela closed her eyes in despair. At this moment, she completely gave up all hope in her heart.

Once upon a time, Angela had always stubbornly believed that her husband would definitely come back alive, and even in the past few days, it was this obsession that had been silently supporting her.

But what about now?

After witnessing the destruction of the city, Angela's last hope was shattered. At this moment, she even understood that her lover was dead, died on the battlefield.

"Oh God! Why do I have to face all this?"

Just as Angela was talking to herself in despair in her heart, a wounded soldier cried out to her.

"Madam, please have mercy on me and give me some water to drink. Give me some water..."

He was not the only wounded man seeking help. Other businessmen were also begging and crying for help.

But there were too many wounded and few people who could take care of them. Hearing the wounded's cries for help, Angela, who was originally full of sadness, saw a bucket of water not far away, and walked straight over, carrying the bucket and walking among the wounded.

After Anna and Emily saw this scene, although the tragic scene was frightening, they still followed Angela to take care of the wounded and bring them tea and water.

At this time, they seemed to have forgotten their fear and terror...

(End of this chapter)