Watching from the bridge, the thick smoke of explosions like a dense wall, General McClennan squinted.0

Did we hit them?0

The radar signal disappeared, but success seemed to come too easily. 0

The next second, fluctuating signals appeared on the radar.0

As it turned out, the ground artillery position wasn’t completely destroyed. They were still firing around the airship, but what they were shooting didn’t seem to be smoke shells anymore.0

Instead, they were shooting chaff. 0

A hint of surprise flickers in General McClennan’s eyes.0

Knowing to use chaff to jam their radar. Seems like those wastelanders have some tricks up their sleeves… Heh. It’s a shame they underestimate my radar.1

I’ll burn through their interference in minutes!0

Also… Their coordination is just too damn weak. 0

Since 600 planes had been destroyed, even if they fired chaff, it was too late. It would only serve to expose the position of the ground artillery.0

As General McClennan continued to think about what had happened, 22 faint signals suddenly...0