Sky-cracking Rider-Chapter 813: Section 808 - Dense

Back then, Chen Fei piloted a "Big Mouth Monster" to approach and attack the black vortex cloud. If it weren't for another supernatural power user covering him with arrows, Chen Fei wouldn't have been able to recklessly weave through skyscrapers and directly charge beneath the vortex cloud to unleash carnage.

Since the vortex cloud appeared over the Africa Continent, some time has passed. The closer you get to the core of the vortex cloud, the more terrifyingly numerous the monsters become.

For every kilometer you approach, the difficulty index skyrockets.

If "Spatial Branding" were still available, deploying a full fleet of airships and releasing all combat units, clearing the way with "Element Annihilation Bombs," then this battle could still be within reach.

However... this was just Chen Xiao'er's fantasy!

He didn't consider that deploying an airship battle group might be akin to directly invading another nation's sovereignty.

For example, if combat spaceships from other sovereignties invaded the airspace of the First Sovereign, it wouldn't matter if they fired a shot or not; it would still be a declaration of war.

The First Sovereign often says they won't fire the first shot, appearing benevolent and kind. But in reality, their enemy only gets one chance for the first shot, and the next second they are drowned in a barrage of overwhelming firepower.

So, cry your grievances in hell!

Which of the top-ranked sovereignties isn't tough?

Throughout history, not! a! single! one!

Chen Fei could do such things on Cangqiong Star because of his twisted kinship ties with the Slan Royal Family; they could turn a blind eye due to urgencies.

The Rebel Army had advice from the Radiant Tiger Legion Commander, and Southern War Zone Commander Bartona's tacit consent; both sides of the civil war kept one eye closed so Chen Fei could expand and utilize this formidable war force unrestrictedly.

On Blue Star, amidst a cluster of sovereignties, a force suddenly affecting the balance of power on the Africa Continent would have Chen Xiao'er dragged back home by his ears to serve house arrest (sentence + probation + house surveillance).

"'Adam,' ton-scale thermobaric bombs at 10 rounds per batch, prepare 5 batches."

Chen Fei didn't disarm the main magnetic rail cannon on the No.2 flagship, keeping it on standby; thus, externally, the ship's shape slightly changed, with six hollow long rails on its back, flashing ominous signals.

Since it needs to launch ton-scale thermobaric bombs, the caliber size couldn't be small, almost turning the entire ship into a magnetic rail accelerator, making it ideal for firing crowd-suppression ordnance.

Adam: 50 units of 1000 kg thermobaric bombs are ready.

The No.2 flagship's body is an integrated fully automated war machine, far more fierce than regular combat spaceships. Ammo has already been prepared; Chen Fei's question was just for human confirmation.

The radar's air defense alert never stopped; flying monsters on the ground continually soared, trying to approach the No.2 flagship at ten thousand meters altitudes.

However, approaching the No.2 flagship is not easy; most reach 6000 to 7000 meters before facing thin air and chilling winds, first requiring iron lungs, second endurance, third speed—only those meeting all three can challenge human combat aircraft.

Ship-mounted railguns didn't bully these scattered targets; the combat mech's large-caliber magnetic rail sniper rifle fired repeatedly, bullets at 10 times the speed of sound which cover ground distances. Whether solid-core bullets or fragmentation shells, they inflict deadly damage; a hit ensures death.

Previous monster clouds couldn't fully threaten the No.2 flagship, just due to sheer numbers, making action necessary for peace of mind.

Survey teams need to lower altitude, approaching just a few hundred meters above the black vortex cloud, eliminating those monsters upfront is crucial to prevent disruptions.

"Rookie, how far from the black cloud?"

Having grabbed the last pan of fried dumplings from Miyoshi Monk, Mouri Misono, still hungry, wiped her hands and focused on the mission.

Since annihilating the massive "monster cloud cluster," Chen Fei's gaze seemed elsewhere, on other matters.

Chen Fei immediately replied, "Within a ten-kilometer radius, over 100,000 monsters. Mouri, isn't that scary?"

Accompanying drones hovered at 12000 meters height, returning hair-raising data.

Scary?

Of course, Mouri Misono wanted to go home; against 100,000 enemies, not harmless rabbits, with so few people, even a single bite wouldn't be enough for one monster.

"So many?"

This mission was insane, charging into such danger.

And most of the command team are ordinary people, facing those monsters, it's one bite each, inevitably eaten.

"Don't worry, steel muscles and iron bones—this airship won't fall. Those monsters outside, no matter how many, can't harm us."

Miyoshi Monk brewed tea, always carrying lacquer boxes, clay stoves, walnut charcoal, small clay kettles, tea leaves, a bottle of water, tea cups, spoons, hanging chic and ostentatious.

He understood.

Chen Fei piloted a mechanical dragon, swallowed whole by extraordinary monsters, dragged underground, yet returned intact, not losing a single hair, showing confidence in his metal elemental psychic power.

Moreover, this large airship's armor layer can't be torn by those monsters.

Chen Fei confidently said, "Don't worry, as long as I'm here, we won't fall."

Flight principles of the No.2 airship differ from others; besides the magic array, Chen Fei's psi skill ensures its flight ability with dual insurance—either alone is enough, together they complement each other, hard to destroy or interfere.

Miyoshi Xuesen shrugged at Mouri Misono, as if saying, "See, didn't I say so!"

"Exterminating this many monsters won't be easy either, right?"

Mouri Misono worried about her employer's business.

Seeing these rampant creatures, more than mutants, if those aircrew bases remained desolate, people couldn't stay.

The quantity surpasses any military contractor's capacity; without the two airships and thousands of combat mechs, plus over 300 ability users, the 223 Aircrew Base's original defense strength wouldn't withstand even half an hour.

Even solving the black vortex cloud, the leftover consequences, small sovereignties of Africa Continent would struggle to cope.

"That's not my concern; I just transport people to the site, stay the required time, then retreat."

Chen Fei didn't worry about post-combat issues; with his current diminished fighting capacity, dealing with even defenseless pigs was not a one-man job.

He had only two "Dragon Slayer Missiles," final unlock codes still held by the command center, providing mere token assistance.

Besides "Dragon Slayer Missiles," ton-scale thermobaric bombs were potent, and numerous—one can flatten three football fields—but monster-infested lands vastly exceed thousands of soccer fields, still inadequate.

"Will other sovereignties intervene?"

Mouri Misono's stance differed; she needed to keep working, concerned about when affairs would settle, for Fuji Security Group headquarters reports.

"Eventually. For now, have tea! Your job is to wait patiently!"

The small kettle steamed under red-hot charcoal, Miyoshi Monk distributed tea cups, understanding Mouri Misono's mindset.

No matter the reasons, idle wages could label one a salary thief, especially for new ground combat division chiefs needing quick returns.

"20 kilometers remaining to our destination!"

Chen Fei's words were followed by the roar of thermobaric bomb launches from the flagship's main cannon, like a high-speed train zooming past.

The ground was nearly covered by countless monsters.

They brought no supplies, being part of the food chain, fed on each other, without external provisions, severely damaging the local ecosystem—destroying moss and fresh vegetation, shrubs and trees, snakes, worms, ants, and all natural life.