Chapter 857: Total War 11

The overwhelming bombardment of missiles and shells turned the inconspicuous town located within the Arctic Circle—Sewei'er—into a sea of fire.

Blitzwing was in a hollow within the river valley when a missile launched from over a thousand kilometers away struck the open ground a few dozen meters from him; rocks and mud splashed everywhere from the explosion.

"I underestimated the humans of Earth!"

When the first wave of missiles arrived, he had commanded some Decepticons with heavy firepower to attempt a counterattack.

However, the Americans had dealt with them many times by now; how could they not have improved at all?

Especially after learning that the Decepticons attacking Sewei'er possessed aerial combat capabilities.

Without having dealt a heavy blow to the opponent, the U. S. military, having lost their vanguard, clearly was not prepared to rashly engage in contact warfare with them again.

As the most powerful military force on Earth, the carpet-bombing from various U. S. missiles, along with artillery support from the Canadian military, caused the Decepticons—who had not experienced such high-intensity conflict for a long time since the end of the civil war—to suffer the consequences of their carelessness once again.

In the first half-hour of the carpet-bombing by various missiles and shells, at least forty-plus Decepticon Clone Warriors died or were severely injured by the shrapnel from the explosions.

Blitzwing and his troops quickly launched a counterattack and immediately destroyed the temporary camp just established by the Canadian military less than 50 kilometers away from Sewei'er.

However, facing missile strikes launched from over a thousand kilometers away at multiple U. S. land and air force bases, they felt somewhat powerless.

"Based on the human missile trajectories, six military bases have been located. I will take the air squad to deal with them!"

Dirge walked in from outside the cave; human missiles could injure Clone Warriors, but the damage to Decepticons at the level of Advanced Warrior or higher was negligible.

"No need!"

Blitzwing shook his head in refusal, looking at the long trails drawn by the missiles in the sky outside the cave entrance, his face full of coldness.

"You take the air squad and give those human troops approaching one after another a head-on blow!"

As for the Clone Warriors, he did not even mention them.

They were just a group of Cannon Fodder that could be mass-produced; after Blitzwing arrived in the Solar System and took over command of the Moon Base from Starscream, he had conducted a thorough assessment of the assets Starscream had accumulated over the past hundred years.

Overall, Blitzwing was quite satisfied; there were still over two thousand Clone Warriors in the Moon Base.

Under his command, these Clone Warriors were enough to destroy all human nations on Earth.

Therefore, losing a few dozen meant nothing; it all depended on what their sacrifice was exchanged for.

Dirge frowned, but under Blitzwing's icy gaze, he ultimately said nothing and left with a soft huff.

Blitzwing was the Commander of this operation, and the other's combat power was far above his own.

Within the Decepticon Legion, where the law of the jungle prevailed and the strong were respected, although there were many ambitious people, it did not mean they lacked brains.

Starscream had already taught many ambitious people within the Decepticon Legion through his own personal experience.

Many times, conspiracies and schemes could not fulfill their ambitions, but strength could.

Blitzwing grinned, revealing a mouthful of sharp fangs; he and Dirge were both Cybertronian Nobles from the Guerrilla Force and were old acquaintances, so how could they not know each other's personalities?

However, his strength was indeed above that guy Dirge's; facing him, Dirge had no chance of winning, so he had to submit whether he liked it or not.

Seeing that Dirge had not gone far, Blitzwing did not forget to remind him: "Although those Cannon Fodder cultivated by Starscream are useless, they cannot be consumed just like that. Take more of them with you; let them die on the battlefield if they must!"

"Boom!"

A few dozen meters away, another missile landed.

The destruction caused by the explosion even resulted in a large amount of rubble falling within the hollow where Blitzwing was hiding.

Dirge's figure did not pause in the slightest as he continued walking into the distance.

Blitzwing did not take it to heart; he knew the other party must have heard his order.

Shaking off the rubble from his body, his face became icy once again.

Looking through the cave entrance at the smoke and fire filling the outside, a light of wisdom flickered in Blitzwing's eyes.

"... According to the data collected by Starscream, this cruise missile named Tomahawk has a range between several hundred and over two thousand kilometers, and its power is passable..."

"... It is said that this missile was designed and manufactured by the strongest human nation on Earth—the United States. Although some other countries are equipped with it, they clearly cannot sustain this intensity of consumption. It can basically be confirmed that we are currently facing the U. S. military..."

"... In the past hour or so, the U. S. military has launched at least over four hundred Tomahawk missiles, changing the terrain of this river valley..."

"... Their satellites should have been monitoring this place the whole time. In other words, the U. S. military must already have a basic understanding of our losses. They should soon attempt to commit fighter jets or ground troops for another probing attack..."

As an excellent high-level Commander, Blitzwing had rich military command experience.

He did not care about the sacrifice of some Clone Warriors. Although he chose not to retreat in order to protect the ore in the river valley, he also wanted to use one battle to completely crush the strongest human military force on Earth—the U. S. military—or at least teach them a heavy lesson.

Therefore, Blitzwing suppressed the violent killing intent in his heart; he was patiently waiting for the upcoming air or ground battle.

This could be considered the best strategy under the circumstances of insufficient firepower!

The civil war between the Decepticons and the Autobots had exhausted the resources of the planet Cybertron, to the point that in the later stages of the war, even the Decepticon Legion, which had the overall upper hand, almost always used the same old three tactics when initiating battles.

That is, first ordering the air squad to launch the first wave of bombing, and after gaining air superiority, sending out Clone Warriors and Devastator to attack regardless of sacrifice.

Organizing a group of Elite Warrior-level Commanders to lead Dread Warriors to conduct precision assassinations on the weak points of the Autobots or the locations of their headquarters.

As for the kind of war under heavy firepower support like on Earth, the Cybertronians, who had been fighting civil wars for millions of years, were also willing but unable to do so.

Blitzwing's guess was correct; the Tomahawk missile attacks from the U. S. military finally stopped after lasting for nearly two hours.

Launching over five hundred Tomahawk missiles at once had almost exhausted all the Tomahawk missiles accumulated by the U. S. land and air forces.

After all, the bulk of the procurement for this type of cruise missile was by the Navy. Although the Navy had thousands in stock, the warships and missiles were scattered across military bases around the world.

Therefore, after the land and air forces' Tomahawk cruise missiles were exhausted, the next step should be to send out the air force again, or even directly send ground troops to conduct a ground war.