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Chapter 143 Fighter Air Strikes and the Anomaly in the Shelter

Two fighter jets trailed a piercing screech at low altitude, with flashes of fire beneath their wings.

Whoosh whoosh!

Four air-to-ground missiles, trailing long plumes of flame, accurately struck the dense horde of monsters in Yonghui Plaza.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

An orange-red fireball shot into the sky, and the violent shockwave, mixed with high temperature, instantly tore the outermost hundreds of goblins to pieces.

Limbs and charred remains rained down on the surrounding buildings.

Immediately afterwards, the cannons on the nose of the fighter jet began to roar wildly.

"Buzz—"

The thick tracer bullets ripped two deep furrows in the square, and any orc infantrymen hit, even those wearing heavy leather armor, were instantly cut in two.

"Beautiful!" Zhou Feng slammed his fist on the wall in excitement, his eyes reddening. "Firepower! Blow up these sons of bitches!"

The special operations team members cheered, finally releasing the pent-up frustration of being overwhelmed by the monster for days.

Only Jiang Ming's face darkened.

He stared at the rows of fallen monsters in the square, his eyes twitching.

The panel was completely clean, without a single kill notification.

The system is very strict in its judgment; if the damage was not caused by him or his team members, not a single bit of experience or loot will be awarded.

"Damn it, they're trying to steal my monster kills?" Jiang Ming spat and pressed the [White Bone Magic Rocket Launcher] he was carrying on his shoulder down.

In the center of the square, the orc shaman on the high platform was not killed by the explosion.

Just before the missile fell, the old monster raised his bone staff high and uttered a series of obscure syllables.

A dark purple, hemispherical magical shield appeared out of thin air, protecting it and dozens of elite orcs around it.

The bullets from the cannon struck the shield, creating only purple ripples; they couldn't penetrate it at all.

The shaman tilted his head back, staring intently at the fighter jet circling and ascending in the sky, his withered lips moving rapidly.

The fire-attribute magical energy in the surrounding air began to surge wildly.

In the blink of an eye, three enormous fireballs, each over two meters in diameter, coalesced in mid-air and hurtled towards one of the fighter jets like surface-to-air missiles, accompanied by a piercing whistle.

"Take cover! Get out of the way!" Zhou Feng yelled into the walkie-talkie, which had no signal, even though he knew the pilot couldn't hear him.

The fighter jet in the sky reacted extremely quickly, immediately releasing a large number of flares and simultaneously flipping over sharply.

Two fireballs grazed the wings and exploded in the clouds.

But the third fireball, under the shaman's control, veered off course and slammed into the tail of the fighter jet.

boom!

A burst of fire erupted from the tail of the fighter jet, which began to shake, emitting black smoke.

The pilot frantically pulled up the control stick, and the fighter jet stumbled and flew toward the outskirts of the city, quickly disappearing into the gray sky.

Seeing this, the other fighter jet dared not hover at low altitude any longer and quickly climbed up to leave the battlefield.

"Damn!" Zhou Feng slammed his fist on the ground, his face full of astonishment.

Without air support, the remaining orcs in the square suffered heavy casualties, but their main force was still intact.

Especially the catapults; although one was blown up, the rest remained intact.

The shaman brandished his staff and let out a piercing roar.

The orc infantry, who had been dazed and confused by the explosion, regrouped and charged toward the entrance to the underground shelter with bloodshot eyes.

The laborers beside the catapults also sped up the loading process.

"Chen Qi, make your move!"

Jiang Ming's voice boomed through the communication channel.

This is the opportunity he's been waiting for.

The shaman had just finished casting a powerful spell, and the shield's light had noticeably dimmed, a moment when the old power had dissipated and the new power had not yet been generated.

Without a word, Chen Qi picked up his rifle and fired a burst of bullets at the floor-to-ceiling windows of the second-floor coffee shop.

The moment the glass shattered, he and several special operations team members rolled out, set up their guns, and began firing in bursts.

Bang bang bang!

Specially designed armor-piercing shells were used to target the laborers pushing catapults.

Although it couldn't kill them with a single shot, it was enough to interrupt their movements.

At the same time, Jiang Ming made a move.

Instead of firing from the spot, he picked up the rocket launcher with one hand and, like an enraged Tyrannosaurus Rex, jumped off the third-floor terrace.

"Holy crap! What is he doing?!" Zhou Feng was so shocked he almost bit his tongue.

That's over ten meters high!

Below are all orcs!

Jiang Mingren was in mid-air when his legs suddenly sank to the ground.

Gravity Spell activated!

He multiplied his own weight, and his falling speed increased instantly. He landed on the roof of an overturned bus like a cannonball.

The moment your feet touch the top, gravity instantly returns, or even doubles.

boom!

A huge dent was left on the roof of the bus. Jiang Ming released the gravity spell the moment he landed, and then used the terrifying recoil to jump up, shooting out diagonally like a cannonball, heading straight for the high platform in the center of the square.

The seven or eight orc infantrymen blocking the way didn't even have time to react before being smashed by this brutal force, their bones broken and their tendons snapped, and they were sent flying backward.

The shaman on the high platform finally sensed the danger.

It turned its head, and in its murky eyes was reflected a human carrying a bone cannon.

"Goo goo goo goo!" the shaman roared, raising his staff to cast another spell.

"Go to hell."

Jiang Mingren was in mid-air, less than thirty meters away from the platform.

Without hesitation, he pulled the trigger of the rocket launcher.

hum-

The fire-attribute magical energy compressed to its limit inside the gun barrel erupted instantly.

There were no flames, no smoke, only a blinding dark red beam of light, carrying an all-destroying heat, that crashed straight into the purple magic shield.

Click!

The shield, which even the aircraft cannons couldn't penetrate, shattered with a crisp sound the moment it came into contact with the beam of light.

Immediately afterwards, the entire shield shattered like glass.

The dark red beam of light continued its relentless advance, engulfing the shaman's withered body.

Boom!!!

The platform was blown to pieces.

Wood chips, bone fragments, and purple blood flew everywhere.

[Defeat the Bloodskull Tribe Shaman (Lv.24 Elite) to gain 4800 experience points.]

[Defeat a higher-level opponent and gain an additional 1500 experience points.]

A system notification sounded in his mind, and Jiang Ming landed steadily on the ruins of the high platform.

He casually tossed the smoldering rocket launcher into his storage card and then pulled out the [Fire and Thunder Prison] from his back.

The surrounding orc guards all went mad.

The killing of the shaman was a great disgrace to them.

A dozen orcs, each over two meters tall and clad in heavy armor, roared and charged toward Jiang Ming, their battle axes swirling in a foul stench.

"Good timing, I was just worried about not having enough experience."

Jiang Ming grinned, showing no fear whatsoever.

After his strength attribute broke through 30 points, his physical functions had completely surpassed the limits of humanity.

He did not back down, gripped the sword hilt with both hands, and delivered a simple, unadorned, powerful cleavage to the orc in front of him.

The dark red blade crackled with eerie blue lightning.

Chi!

The steel-forged battle axe was cleaved in two by a single sword strike, the blade slicing through the orc's heavy armor and splitting him in two from head to toe.

Internal organs were scattered all over the ground.

Jiang Ming turned around, dodging an axe blow from the side, and swept his greatsword horizontally, slicing off the heads of two orcs.

Fresh blood gushed out.

This was a one-sided massacre.

Faced with absolute power and the sharpness of epic weapons, these Lv.20 orc elites were as fragile as paper toys.

Zhou Feng and his teammates, watching from a distance, were completely dumbfounded.

They originally thought Jiang Ming was a powerful long-range artilleryman, but they didn't expect him to be even more monstrous in close combat.

A man was surrounded by more than a dozen heavily armored monsters, but instead of being chopped into mincemeat, he harvested the monsters' lives as easily as cutting melons and vegetables.

"Captain...where did this monster come from?" A team member swallowed hard, his voice trembling.

Zhou Feng took a deep breath, suppressing the shock in his heart: "No matter who he is, as long as he kills monsters, he's our brother! Everyone, clear out the monsters around him, don't accidentally hurt him!"

"Da da da da!"

The firepower of the Third Special Operations Brigade has finally joined the battle.

Although its destructive power was limited, it successfully attracted the attention of some goblins on the periphery.

Just then, a mournful wolf howl suddenly came from the right side of the square.

Marlowe rode his massive dire wolf, accompanied by several low-level beasts he controlled with magic, and plunged into the catapult position.

"Bite! Destroy those wooden carts!" Marlowe shouted, clinging to the wolf's back, his eyes closed in terror.

The dire wolf bit the axle of a catapult and suddenly swung its head.

With a sickening cracking sound of breaking wood, the entire catapult collapsed with a deafening roar, and huge stones rolled down, instantly killing several nearby laborers.

With the shaman dead and the catapults destroyed, the command system of the monster army was completely paralyzed.

The remaining orcs and goblins began to descend into chaos.

Some were still blindly attacking the shelter's gates, while others threw down their weapons and began to scatter and flee.

Jiang Ming kicked aside the last half-orc guard's corpse and shook the blood off his sword.

Instead of chasing after the fleeing monsters, he went straight to the shaman's shattered corpse and skillfully squatted down.

"This old man must have some good stuff on him."

Jiang Ming reached into the minced meat and began rummaging through it.

The gunfire in the square gradually subsided.

The monster army, now without a leader, was routed, with most fleeing into the surrounding streets and ruins, leaving behind only corpses and the pungent smell of blood.

Zhou Feng led the special operations team members out cautiously from behind the cover.

Their eyes twitched as they looked at the wreckage scattered on the ground, especially the dozen or so orc heavy armored soldiers near the high platform that had been cleaved in two.

Is this really something that can be done by human power?

Chen Qi also jumped down from the second floor and led his men to begin guarding the surroundings.

Lin Yu and several other students hid in the back, not daring to approach the bloody and mangled area.

At this moment, Jiang Ming was squatting next to the shaman's corpse, his eyes shining.

At this moment, Jiang Ming was squatting next to the shaman's corpse, his eyes shining.

[Obtained: Broken Magic Bone Staff (Purple Epic)]

[Obtained: High-level Fire Attribute Crystal Core *1]

[Received: Bloodskull Tribe Shaman's Spellbook *1]

"As expected, I got some good stuff." Jiang Ming looked at the bone staff in his hand, which, although broken in two, still emitted a powerful magical energy fluctuation, and a satisfied smile appeared on his lips.

Although it's broken, as long as you put it in the crafting menu, add some materials, and you can make a top-quality staff in no time.

Jiang Ming stuffed everything into his storage card, stood up, and glanced at the mountain of monster corpses piled up in the square.

Zhou Feng walked over and, seeing Jiang Ming's appearance, felt his sense of awe for the strong inexplicably increase.

"Um...brother, thanks a lot." Zhou Feng rubbed his hands together, his tone a little hesitant. "If it weren't for you, we'd all be dead here today. My name is Zhou Feng, don't you know how to address me, brother?"

"Jiang Ming." Jiang Ming didn't even look up. He was using the tip of his sword to pry open the chest cavity of a half-orc and dig out a blood-stained crystal core.

"Brother Jiang, we shouldn't stay here any longer." Zhou Feng looked around. "The bombing by the fighter jets was too loud; it will definitely attract more high-level monsters. We need to hurry and check on the situation at the shelter."

Jiang Ming wiped the crystal core clean and put it away before turning his head to look at the huge underground air-raid shelter at the end of the square.

The alloy gate, which was originally half a meter thick, had been dented and riddled with holes by the orcs' battle axes and catapults, and even had a crack more than ten centimeters wide in the middle.

"Let's go see if your three thousand precious darlings are still there." Jiang Ming picked up his sword and strode towards the air-raid shelter.

Zhou Feng's heart tightened, and he quickly followed.

When I got to the door, I looked through the crack and saw that it was pitch black inside, with no light at all.

A faint, strong smell of blood and some indescribable sour odor could be detected.

"There's no sound from inside." Chen Qi leaned closer to listen, then frowned.

Even if three thousand people were hiding underground, it would be impossible for them to make no sound at all, no matter how quiet they tried to stay.

It's so abnormal that I can't even hear breathing or heartbeats.

Zhou Feng panicked and shouted through the crack in the door, "Is anyone inside?! I'm Zhou Feng, captain of the Third Special Operations Brigade! The monsters outside have been cleared out! Please respond if you hear me!"

The echo reverberated through the empty underground passage, but no one responded.

"Get out of the way."

Jiang Ming shoved Zhou Feng aside, clenched his right fist, and unleashed a burst of power of up to 30 points, slamming it hard into the deformed alloy door.

boom!

With a loud crash, the heavy door, weighing several tons, emitted a piercing metallic twisting sound as it was slammed in, causing a large dent in the doorway.

Jiang Ming gripped the edge of the door crack with both hands, veins bulging on his arms, and suddenly tore it apart.

crunch--

With a teeth-grinding scraping sound, the alloy door was forcibly torn open, creating a gap large enough for two people to enter side by side.

A cold wind blew out from the underground passage.

Jiang Ming narrowed his eyes and activated his senses.

The next second, his expression changed slightly.

"Something's not right." Jiang Ming took a step back, gripping his greatsword tightly. "Chen Qi, everyone back five meters, load your guns."

Chen Qi had complete faith in Jiang Ming's judgment and immediately waved for the special operations team to retreat, their guns pointed directly at the gap in the gate.

Zhou Feng was stunned: "Brother Jiang, what's wrong? Is there a monster inside?"

"More troublesome than monsters." Jiang Ming stared at the dark passage. "Get ready to shoot. Whatever comes out, shoot it."

The voice just fell.

From the depths of the dark passage, a strange friction sound suddenly came.

It sounded like fingernails scratching on concrete, dense and getting closer.