Chapter 922: Airships are the Destroyer of Heaven and Earth (Second update, please subscribe)

"Long live the Sultan!"

"Long live the Caliph!"

"Long live the Ottoman Empire!"

As the spokesperson of the true God on earth, as soon as the Sultan finished speaking, the square in front of the temple immediately became boiling. Regardless of whether they heard the Sultan's voice or the promise, they still cheered.

This is both the promise of the true God and the Sultan's promise. It seems that everyone believes that they will enter the "paradise" promised by God after they die.

The cheers of the people were like a tsunami, rushing towards Sultan Abdul Aziz I. Listening to the cheers of the people, his heart was also excited at this moment. This was the first time he enjoyed the support of the people.

At this moment, Abdul Aziz I seemed to have achieved victory. He believed that these people would fight to the end to defend Constantinople and his empire!

Just when the Sultan of the Ottoman Empire used the "reward of the true God" to unite hundreds of thousands of Turks who had nowhere to retreat, and just when the roar of the mountains and the sea was coming towards them.

No one noticed at all - in the sky, right above their heads, 167 airships, all of the airships in the Russian Empire, were flying over like a group of ghosts.

Not flying, but floating!

float……

The camouflaged airship floated over along with the wind like a cloud in the sky. The crew on the airship kept adjusting its course to ensure that the airship could reach its target smoothly.

"That's the Big Blue Temple!"

As the largest mosque in Europe, the blue dome looks extremely spectacular, and the six minarets are extremely eye-catching. It can be clearly spotted even from a distance of dozens of kilometers.

That's their goal.

"Keep on course!"

Yang Tianci said to Colonel Ivan beside him.

"We must approach it quietly..."

As a major of the Ming Dynasty's floating force, according to the instructions of the Imperial Army General Staff, Yang Tianci taught the "silent attack" tactics to the Russians a month ago. Under his training, the Russian spacecraft force has basically mastered the secret of this tactic.

In fact, there is no secret. The core is just one word - float!

Just turn off the power and follow the wind vane, and adjust the course in the middle to ensure that you can float over the destination.

This tactic may seem primitive, but it has a certain degree of technical difficulty. However, once mastered, it can play an unexpected role in war.

Just like now, as they continued to approach the Blue Temple, the Turkish air defense sentry did not detect their presence at all.

Without the roar of the engines, it is difficult for people on the ground to notice their existence. They are just floating clouds in the sky.

Finally, the floating clouds arrived above the Blue Temple. At this time, the square in front of the temple was filled with cheers. The cheers from hundreds of thousands of people could even be heard thousands of meters in the sky.

It's time!

Staring at the target on the ground, almost as this thought popped up in Yang Tianci's mind, the voice of the bombing aimer sounded in his ears.

"bomb!"

The moment the sound fell, the bomb bay door opened and bombs fell like raindrops. Although Russia did not have cluster bombs, they had small bombs weighing 10 kilograms.

Hundreds of small bombs fell from the sky like raindrops. The tail fins of the bombs rubbed against the air and made a "chirp..." sound. The sounds in the sky formed a string together, like a symphony.

At this time, people on the ground were still cheering.

"Long live the Sultan!"

"Long live the Caliph!"

"Long live the Ottoman Empire!"

The excited people roared excitedly, their roars drowned out everything between heaven and earth. It seemed that at this time, they were competing to see whose voice was the loudest. It seemed that as long as the voice was louder, they would get a response from the true God and could enter the paradise promised by God after their death, where there were beautiful women and countless wealth waiting for them.

Yes, not to mention that they have never doubted it. After all, God has given them such a promise for thousands of years.

The people cheered very loudly.

Amid the thunderous shouts, they didn't notice the sound coming from the sky at all until the next moment, when they felt it, felt something strange coming from the sky. The moment they looked up, bombs fell like raindrops.

Violent explosions continued to ring out in the crowd, the sound of explosions was like a continuous salute. In the violent explosions, everything around was blown into the air. The whistling shrapnel was like the scythe of the god of death, unscrupulously reaping the lives nearby.

In an instant, the god of death swallowed up the entire square. The people who were cheering in the square were still shouting there even until the moment the bomb exploded, and the next instant, the god of death came.

This is what they expect. All they hope for is death. After all, death can allow them to enter that "paradise".

The smoke raised by the explosion continued to explode like raindrops in the square and its surroundings. The bombs like raindrops covered everything. The blue dome of the mosque collapsed, and the towering minaret stood in the smoke. In front of all this, the shouts from people's mouths turned into screams of terror. The people who were originally there vowing to kill all the pagans just kept running in the smoke of the explosion, and then were blown into the sky, and their bodies were torn to pieces by the whistling fragments.

In the crowded square, the power of the bomb was fully exerted. Although such a large number of people tried desperately to escape, the narrow streets blocked their possibility of escape. The crazy people were crowded together, and they desperately pushed down the people in front of them, trying to escape, but the fallen people blocked their steps. Just when people were squeezed like sardines in a can, the bomb fell into the crowd and directly blew all the people around it into the sky.

In the square filled with smoke, there was blood everywhere, and flesh and blood were blown away everywhere, but the people running around in the square could not see it at all. They just ran and fled in confusion and fear, then huddled together and were hit by bombs again...

Amid the billowing smoke and violent explosions, people continued to fall and die, and blood flowed like rain along the stone slabs and into the dilapidated sewers.

At the same time, the Turkish Sultan who had vowed to fight back the invaders was buried in the explosion along with the collapsed temple, along with the generals around him.

This was a completely suicidal pre-war speech. In the past, such a collective speech might have been safe and inspiring. Just like those he had inspired before, those people were full of excitement and ready to sacrifice their lives for Turkey.

But what about now?

Fitting's appearance changed everything. There was no longer any distinction between the front and the back. Even when he was giving a speech, the airship dropped bombs into the crowd...

(End of this chapter)