I Can Destroy Planets with My Psychokinesis-Chapter 320. Cluster Bombing

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Chapter 320: 320. Cluster Bombing

Ten "F-16" fighter jets, roaring as they sliced through the sky.

The squadron commander called out over the channel:

"Current altitude 18,000 feet, 10 miles away from the target airspace, switching to ground attack mode, prepare to drop bombs."

"Roger, weapons are ready."

Wingmen responded in succession, but there was a discordant voice:

"Civilian presence suspected."

Under the surveillance of the combat aircraft’s fire control system, the situation on the ground was crystal clear—indeed, there were some people around Lu Li.

After zooming in on the image, it seemed to be journalists and broadcasters with filming equipment.

These people dared to approach the battlefield, merely chasing hot topics for fame and profit.

The squadron commander, unconcerned, said in his usual tone:

"Have reached the optimal attack position, release."

Once the commander said this, naturally no one else objected, and they all pressed the release button.

The ten fighter jets at an altitude of 5 kilometers dropped 40 "missile-shaped objects" into the sky—

At first glance, they looked like missiles, but they weren’t.

"Cluster Bombs!!"

A fat broadcaster with a big beard was hiding in a grove of trees, conducting a live broadcast of the battle.

With the high-power zoom on his camera, he clearly captured the objects being dropped by the aircraft formation and his face immediately turned to horror:

"Shit! Shit! Shit! It’s cluster bombs!"

The 40 "missile-shaped objects" opened their shells midair, revealing densely packed "eggs" inside—each "sub-bomb" the size of a water cup!

Controlled by the internal computers, they rained down like a torrent, covering an area equivalent to ten soccer fields!

This was to prevent Lu Li from escaping, but a group of broadcasters and internet celebrities were also within the bombing range.

People die for money, birds die for food; now it was too late for regrets.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

The explosions merged into an incessant rumble as flames and smoke violently erupted, with shockwaves ferociously tearing at each other.

Even giant rocks and large trees were shattered to pieces, and humans were instantaneously minced.

Even those lucky enough to be at the edge of an explosion were pierced by shrapnel into bloody lotuses.

In the blink of an eye, an area as vast as the Forbidden City was turned into scorched earth, perfectly embodying the firepower of modern warfare.

But there are always the chosen ones—the bearded broadcaster was miraculously unscathed!

He was very lucky, a bomb had fallen five meters away without detonating... it was a dud.

"Thank God! Thanks, Mom!"

He made the sign of the cross in front of his chest, intending to flee, leaving behind his equipment.

Despite the heartache, he instinctively turned his head for a look... and that glance left him completely frozen.

The equipment had been continuously filming towards Lu Li.

On the screen, a youth who appeared to be a mutant was surrounded by... a dragon made of mud and dirt!?

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Cluster bombs were indeed powerful, which was why many countries had called for the destruction of this weapon and even signed the "Convention on Cluster Munitions."

However, neither the Star Alliance nor Xia Country had agreed, making the agreement ineffective.

In Lu Li’s eyes, this weapon committed a cardinal sin—its force was too dispersed.

As "sub-bombs" rained down like a torrent, a group of Puppets instinctively protected their master.

But Lu Li needed no such protection!

He looked up at the sky, raising his hands.

The earth and stones from the ground were lifted by an invisible force, forming a tidal wave that surged towards the vault of heaven.

Each "sub-bomb" that hit the wave detonated with a force twice that of a hand grenade.

However, against the Spirit-infused tidal wave of earth and stone, they could only blast holes the size of washbasins, which were rapidly healing.

After withstanding thirty explosions, the cluster bombing ceased.

Such a diffused attack could not penetrate Lu Li’s defenses.

He and the Puppet remained unscathed under the protection of the surging earth and stone waves.

Lu Li’s gaze focused sharply, and his Spirit further compressed and condensed, molding the surging earth and stone into a shape with sharp fangs and claws.

In the span of a single breath, it had astonishingly transformed into an "Earth Stone Dragon"!

The dragon was 50 meters long, with half of its body connected to the ground, exuding a ferocious aura, ready to devour its prey.

Seeing this, the bearded live-streamer was stunned!

But soon, he was awakened by the continuous "reward" notification sounds from his phone.

He was live-streaming, and the footage captured by his device was being uploaded simultaneously to the live stream.

At the moment, the number of viewers online was...

"Oh my fucking God! A million people! I originally only had 100 viewers!"

The bearded live-streamer’s eyes bloodshot with excitement, immediately decided to stay!

Poverty is much more terrifying than death.

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Meanwhile, at the same time, the fighter jet squadron also saw the scene unfolding on the ground.

"Damn monster! Decrease altitude, prepare to launch White Phosphorus Bombs!"

The squadron commander issued the order through the channel, about to lead the second round of strikes.

But they’d have to ask the Flying Swords if they agreed!

"Six o’clock direction, missile incoming!"

When Flying Swords fly at supersonic speeds, they leave behind a semi-transparent wake that disturbs the air.

The pilots, being among the elite, certainly wouldn’t miss the enemy’s movement.

But seeing it didn’t mean they could evade it!

By now, the two sides had closed in to within a kilometer of each other.

Six Flying Swords simultaneously initiated "Elemental Magnetic Acceleration," each blade wrapped in a dense "Spirit Coil," bursting forth at four times the speed of sound!

The Flying Swords pierced through the white sonic waves, each one puncturing an F16.

As they passed through, they deliberately rotated several times, drilling out holes as large as washbasins.

Fighting machines, these precious toys, immediately began smoking and rolling, leaking parts as they plummeted downward.

The communication channel was in chaos:

"What the fuck! What is this thing!"

"May Day! May Day! I’m going down!"

"Evade quickly, they’re coming back!"

The usual speed difference between the two sides was only twenty percent, not a qualitative gap.

The F16 swayed left and right in the sky, spraying Decoy Bombs, attempting to shake off the pursuit of the Flying Swords.

But the Flying Swords, anxious to assist their master, showed no mercy in their actions.

Clamping down on the tail of the fighter jets, they seized the opportunity for another "Elemental Magnetic Acceleration," blasting these steel creations to smithereens like potatoes.

Explosions of fireballs disintegrated in the sky as the squadron of fighters was annihilated, the Flying Swords quickly headed towards their master.

For the master was facing an ambush by a large force of enemies!

The air force had not come to duel alone; the "Joint Task Force" was following behind.

Right after the bombing was complete, the commander immediately issued an assault order.

Ten M1a2 tanks, identical to those used by the drug lord, and ten M2 infantry fighting vehicles, throttled at full speed ahead.

Accompanying infantry followed, and in the rear were four M109 self-propelled howitzers.

At an altitude of 12,000 meters, an RQ-3 Dark Star unmanned reconnaissance aircraft captured the movements of Lu Li and his party, relaying it to the combat troops.

Based on the coordinates relayed by the drone, the four M109 self-propelled howitzers fired first.

Then, the ten tanks also stopped to aim and subsequently fired with a roar!

A barrage of bombs rained down, and Lu Li finally got to experience a bombardment cleanse.

Meanwhile, at the Capital’s "Andrews" Air Force Base, ten more fighter jets were preparing to take off.

The ground crew was busy mounting White Phosphorus Bombs and napalm bombs on the jets!

This trip to the Capital was not going to be so simple.

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