The first ray of sunshine in the morning hit the huge "God of Liberty" statue. The entire Neverwinter Harbor was quiet and peaceful, and everything seemed natural.
It's just that Dorne's once magnificent main fleet has now disappeared, leaving only a few battleships, listlessly docked in the anchorage, like a group of lambs waiting to be slaughtered.
The situation at sea has collapsed to a certain extent. Although the Tang Empire did not attack the coast of Dorne, the entire maritime trade route has existed in name only.
Naturally, the trade between Dorne and the entire Western Continent has been completely cut off, and there are also problems with the northward trade route to the Eastern Continent.
The biggest problem is that other empires are eager to draw a clear line with Dorne and no longer continue to import Dorne products.
At this time, who dares to keep in touch with Dorn? Everyone was afraid of the Tang Empire, so they took the initiative to cut off trade and no longer imported any goods from Dorne.
Even those that have retained trade links have actually limited their scale and tried their best to choose safer land transportation or air transportation instead of the problem-prone ocean transportation.
In the port, a porter ate a bun and prepared to start the day's work. Workers like them miss those days when Datang Group controlled Neverwinter Port. At that time, they made more money and their lives were more promising.
But now, they can only be exploited by the nobles who control the dock, leaving only a meager income to support their families every day.
"Huh..." On the originally quiet dock, a high-pitched engine sound suddenly began to echo. The sound sounded far away, but it seemed very close at the same time.
The old dock worker, who had worked at the dock for more than ten years, raised his head and looked at the sky in the distance. Then he saw two black spots crossing the coastline and flying rapidly inland.
The opponent was flying very low, and its outline was very clear against the sky. The old dock worker could see the round nose and two slightly swept wings.
He has never seen an aircraft painted in such gray and white, and Dorn does not have a jet fighter: with the blueprints stolen from the Yangmu Empire, and the technology purchased secretly before, Dorn has assembled his own jet fighter. Fighters are still some way away from being put into service.
That thing is still in the secret stage of Dorne, and the dock workers in Neverwinter naturally don't know about its existence.
And even if Dorn's jet fighter enters service, it is only an outdated technology of the ME-262 jet fighter and is no longer on the market.
In fact, the air forces of various countries that have obtained the first-generation jet fighter technology are already secretly producing high-performance jet fighters similar to the F-104, or at least the French Mystery Fighter.
What the dock worker in Dorne didn't know was that this was the first time after many years that the Tang Empire's army had returned to Neverwinter. The two planes that skimmed the coastline were Prowler electronic warfare attack aircraft flown by the Tang Empire's naval aviation force.
A few seconds later, the porter saw something break away from one of the planes he had never seen before, spraying white smoke and rushing towards the city of Neverwinter.
A few seconds later, there was a huge explosion that scared the old porter to shrink his neck. Immediately afterwards, a plume of black smoke rose from the city, and there was a faint flash of fire in that direction.
"Oh my god, what's going on?" A young porter emerged from the gap between the materials piled on the dock. He also looked in the direction of the explosion and loudly asked the people around him what happened.
"In that direction...the telecommunications office?" someone speculated. Before he could finish his words, another tragic explosion occurred further away.
In the chaotic city, the streets were full of people fleeing for their lives. The news that the Tang Empire's plane was coming spread rapidly along with the chaotic crowd. The child cried helplessly in the crowd, but no one cared about it.
In a building in the distance, a man who was looking at the billowing smoke and the dancing firelight put down the equipment in his hand indifferently and put it into his suitcase.
This is a laser pointing device that emits a beam of light that is invisible to the naked eye. However, the missile's seeker can capture this beam very clearly and accurately hit the target indicated by the beam.
With this technology, the missiles of the Tang Empire can achieve meter-level accuracy and easily destroy fixed targets they want to destroy.
In the tragic explosion, Neverwinter's telephone exchange was completely destroyed. A building collapsed instantly, and it was impossible for all the staff inside to come out alive.
It was also at this moment that all the officials from Neverwinter who were on the phone, including the army commanders, could only rage impotently at the phone receiver that was full of busy signals.
"Hello? Hello?" In the city lord's palace, Dorne's city lord of Neverwinter grabbed the receiver of the phone and kept calling. He had just asked the army what the explosion in the city was about.
Logically speaking, if a plane from the Tang Empire enters Dorne's airspace, their radar will definitely issue a warning in advance. The air defense siren should have been sounded long ago, and Dorn's plane should have taken off to intercept...
But the reality is that the Tang Empire's missiles have already hit the city, and he, the city lord of Neverwinter, still doesn't know what happened.
"Hello? Hello? Hello!" On the other side of the phone, the commander of the Neverwinter City garrison was also confused at home. He had just woken up and had not gone to work yet... but the city lord called When they came over, the phone was disconnected again before the two of them said a word.
He didn't know that the Tang Empire's planes had accurately destroyed Dorn's headquarters in the city and also destroyed the telephone exchange.
Just when everyone was trying to figure out what was going on, the Dornish air force stationed at the airport outside Neverwinter was the first to know what they were going through.
Four intruder attack aircraft dropped more than a dozen cluster bombs directly on the airport, instantly digging countless small holes on the airport runway, causing the entire airport to lose its ability to take off and land.
Immediately afterwards, the four planes fired some missiles in succession, hitting some planes parked in the hangar, causing the entire airport to burst into flames. Several bombers exploded in the fire, damaging some nearby oil tankers and fighter jets.
"Enemy attack!" The officer on duty shouted the most correct judgment without thinking: "Quick! Quickly sound the battle alarm! Get me to the command post..."
Unfortunately, when he grabbed the phone receiver, hoping to contact a more senior officer, he found that his receiver was full of busy signals.
(End of chapter)
