Demon Resurrection: Signing in Zanpakuto at the Start

Chapter 320 Bombing

rumbling...  

There was a piercing sonic boom from the sky.

A fleet of F22s and two large bombers flew over Lynn.

"Report to headquarters, find targets, find targets!"

The pilot flying the bomber reports.

"Received, received! Now drop the weapon, drop the weapon!!" An order came from the headquarters.

"Received, execute immediately." The pilot pressed the red button next to it.

Two bomber cabin doors opened.

Four oval objects weighing several tons fell downwards.

It's not over yet.

A formation of F22 fighter jets also aimed down and fired a ground-to-ground missile around Lynn.

The missile has an automatic track and lock function, apparently to prevent Lynn from escaping.

"This is?"

Such a loud noise naturally alarmed Lynn on the island.

He opened his eyes, but his eyes were badly damaged, and he could only see vaguely. There were several large black spots passing by in the sky, casting something down.

At the same time, as a martial artist, he was born with a keen sense of danger. He could feel the things falling from the sky, posing a great threat to him, and his heart was pounding.

"Want me to die, get me down!!"

Lynn is not a good person. Since someone dares to kill him, he must be prepared to fight back fiercely.

With the aura he paid attention to at the last moment of the aura instillation, two white beams of light shot straight into the sky from his eyes!

"Oh? Is the president's brain caught in the door? To deal with a person, we should use the tactical weapon cloud bomb."

The pilots on the plane communicate with each other through the in-flight radio.

"This baby is very powerful. If one goes down to a small city, it will be destroyed. It's worth a lot of money!"

Some pilots said with heartache.

In their opinion, blasting a person with a cloud bomb is not as worthwhile as shooting a mosquito with a cannon.

Cloud bombs have the nickname of sub-nuclear weapons, just from the nickname, you can roughly understand the horror of its power, which is the second largest weapon of mass destruction in the world after nuclear weapons.

The explosive power of ordinary cloud bombs is three times that of bombs of the same weight, and the cloud bombs they dropped used a special formula, and the explosion power of cloud bombs was more than eight times stronger than that of conventional bombs!

"The president attaches so much importance to it, and naturally has their reasons. Maybe the guy below is an alien?"

"Wow! Aliens, are we making a Hollywood movie? Next, shouldn't we be knocked down from the bottom to make it look cool."

"David, I don't think pilots are for you. You should go to Hollywood to be a screenwriter and save those Hollywood directors who only know how to make bad movies."

"Haha! Alien, this is the funniest joke I've heard these days, even if there is an alien below, without weapons, he can't hit us flying at a height of thousands of meters, this is our best The Fourth Generation Fighter.”

The mission seemed easy and safe to them.

During this period, it has not yet begun to decline, and it is still the top hegemon in the world, far ahead of other countries in the world in all aspects.

The 4th Generation stealth fighters they fly now have a very difficult radar to lock on, and without a radar lock, there can be no missile downing.

Therefore, they are so confident that they can easily escape after throwing cloud bombs near their territory.

Swish!

A white beam of light suddenly pierced the sky from below, surrounded by a large white mist.

The beam of light swept across the air beside the group of planes. With the beam as the center, ice crystals condensed in the air within a radius of 500 meters.

Whether it was the surface of the fighter plane or the bomber, as well as the interior of the fuselage, they were all affected, and they were frozen in an instant.

"WARNING! WARNING! Engine damaged, stopped working, altitude is dropping 950m...900m..."

A warning came from the plane's system, and the pilots were horrified to discover that they could no longer control the aircraft.

woohoo...

A team of fighters and bombers can only drop with four cloud bombs.

"Shit! Fly me!" The pilot hadn't figured out what was going on.

Suddenly, in front of the cockpit, a bright light flashed. Immediately, there was a thunderous thunder, the earth trembled, and dozens of football field-sized flames flashed into the sky, smashing all the fallen fighter jets into it.

The cloud bomb exploded...

Boom boom boom!!!

In the sky, there was a large fire.

Trees turned to crumbs and then to ashes in the scorching heat.

The sea surface suddenly sank, and a huge amount of sea water was shaken by the shock wave of the cloud bomb.

The ice layer that originally covered the sea shattered, broke open, and the frozen ships disintegrated and shattered under this earth-shattering shock wave.

Within a radius of several kilometers, the oxygen in the air was completely consumed by this violent combustion, forming a death field.

Anyone in this field will die of suffocation.

This is the power of the human master, enough to change the world and overwhelm the sea!!

No matter who it is, in front of this power, it seems to become insignificant, as small as ants.

"Cloud Bomb!!"

On the small island reef in the distance, Qi Le, Guo Taoran and other photographers were stunned, smiling and rejoicing as they swept the Lianhe fleet for Lynn.

Even though it was six or seven kilometers away from the explosion site, the roar of the explosion still shook everyone present, the eardrums hurt, and the head buzzed.

The drone in the sky, as early as the moment the cloud bomb exploded, was already completely black.

However, countless practitioners who were watching the live broadcast clearly saw the shocking images of the cloud bombs exploding on the three islands of South Blue through the long-range cameras set up on the small islands and reefs.

"Xuanjiu is dead..."

Suddenly, someone burst into tears.

A hero who should have won countless honors and admired by cultivators after this victory finally ended like this, how can it not make people feel distressed and cry.

"Too deceiving!!"

Some people fiercely threatened that sooner or later, they would step on the Capitol Hill and avenge Xuanjiu. Countless people followed and commented.

But they know it's just thinking.

"Hey, it's a pity, if Xuan Jiu doesn't die, he will be another Marshal Su and another patron saint in the future!"

Many people are sorry.

"There's no way, I'm too young. If Xuan Jiu had half the strength of Marshal Su, he might still have a way to survive under the attack of the cloud bomb, but now..."

Everyone was silent, and no one thought that Lynn could survive this earth-shattering blow.