Just the day after Paul decided to mercilessly exploit the wealthy nobility within Jade City, Tang Army's aircraft couldn't help but start acting.
That morning, the sky was overcast, seemingly foreboding an imminent storm. The air was filled with a strange mix of smoke and earth, suffocating all who breathed it.
The sun struggled through thick clouds, casting weak rays of light. Despite the poor weather, two silver-gray Thunderbolt Attack Aircraft appeared in the eastern sky, shattering the tranquility of the suburbs.
They were like two sharp knives, slicing through the oppressive sky, emitting deafening roars.
The two attack aircraft descended in altitude, circling the northern skies of the Laines Empire, seemingly searching for suitable targets. Then, the rocket pods beneath their wings erupted in dazzling fire, unleashed rockets trailing white trails, carrying the breath of death, whistling towards the defense district of the Laines Empire where fortifications were being dug.
