dognovel Chapter 75 So you think you're number one in the world?
Chapter 75 So you think you're number one in the world?
Chen You logged back in and headed straight for Wailing Valley.
The number of adventurers here has at least tripled compared to last time.
Countless eyes focused on him instantly, like searchlights.
"It's him! That super-rich guy who went into destructive mode!"
"Look, he's here again! Is he going to try again?"
"Damn it, our guild assembled the best team, and we still can't beat them!"
Chen You ignored the surrounding discussions.
He walked straight to the dungeon entrance and then selected "Destruction Mode".
Amidst the envious gazes of countless players, Chen You's figure transformed into a streak of light and vanished at the dungeon entrance.
Six minutes later.
Chen You reappeared, his face calm, as if he had just gone out for a walk.
This time, the [Broken World Stone] did not drop.
However, obtaining a usable purple leg armor piece still yields a considerable amount of experience.
Chen You glanced at the experience bar; he was much closer to reaching level 12.
He ignored the players around him who were instantly petrified and whose jaws dropped, and directly used a return scroll.
A flash of white light, and it disappeared from the spot.
Then, without stopping, the rabbit arrived at the Supreme Tower.
"Hill, let's begin training."
"Yes, esteemed VIP member."
Pay, enter, then close the gate!
Everything went smoothly and without wasting a single second.
His goal was clear—
Before the national team's design blueprints are completed, I'll reach the fourth level of Qi Refining!
at the same time.
The same scene is playing out in every corner of the Origin Realm Continent.
【Moon Goddess's Radiance】Elite teams in various outposts used every method to compress the completion time to the extreme, and then used their strongest attacks to hack at those dungeon gates.
Without exception, the result was the same.
The wooden sign was completely undamaged.
……
In the real world, in the eastern seas, on the high seas.
The night sky, like a pool of black water, completely merges the sea and the sky into one.
Only the USS Ronald Reagan carrier strike group, like a series of steel behemoths, cut through the white waves on the sea, proclaiming its presence.
Inside the bridge command center, the lights were on and the atmosphere was quite relaxed.
Fleet Commander Commodore James Williams was leisurely chatting with his adjutant, a steaming cup of coffee in his hand.
"Tom, what kind of expressions do you think those Chinese people will have when they see us?"
Williams smirked. "Won't you wet your pants in fear?"
Lieutenant Tom shrugged and smiled easily:
"Sir, I imagine they're probably in a real bind right now, holding an emergency meeting to discuss how to lodge a 'strong protest' with us."
A low chuckle rippled through the command center.
In their view, this so-called "navigation exercise" was nothing more than an armed parade.
They're number one in the world, flexing their muscles and reiterating the rules.
It's like an adult going to kindergarten to warn a toddler who's just learned to swing their fists to follow the rules.
Secretary Holman's judgment was correct; military might is the only standard of strength in this era.
However, at that moment, a very faint roar, not from the ship's engine, could be heard.
"Buzz..."
The sound was very soft, like the buzzing of mosquitoes in the distance on a summer night.
Williams' smile faltered slightly, and he instinctively tilted his head to listen.
"Quiet."
He raised his hand to stop the adjutant from speaking.
The command center was so quiet you could hear a pin drop.
That voice... is still there!
Moreover, it seems to be getting clearer and clearer as it gets closer.
"Buzz—buzz—"
It didn't come from the sea, nor from the aircraft carrier itself; it was a high-frequency engine roar with extremely strong penetrating power!
Williams's expression changed instantly!
As a top commander, his sensitivity to various sounds far exceeds that of ordinary people.
He recognized it almost instantly—it was the sound of a fighter jet engine!
He rushed to the radar control console of the ship's onboard system, his eyes fixed on the dark green screen.
On the screen, the blue dots representing our own fleet were clearly visible.
The airspace and sea area within hundreds of kilometers around were as clean as a piece of wiped glass.
There were no red or yellow dots representing unknown targets.
"Report! Radar scan normal! Airspace safe!" the radar operator shouted.
Williams' expression did not relax at all; on the contrary, it became even more serious.
His ears don't lie!
The sound was getting louder and louder! It had changed from the buzzing of mosquitoes to the sound of bees flapping their wings, and it was right nearby!
"Waaaaah—waaaah—!"
The piercing air raid siren suddenly blared throughout the entire aircraft carrier!
This is not a drill!
It's the highest level of combat alert!
A soldier on lookout duty spotted the anomaly with the naked eye through a high-powered telescope!
"What's going on?!" Williams roared into the communicator.
"Sir! Visually detected! Multiple unidentified flying objects are approaching at high speed!"
Williams' pupils contracted sharply. He disregarded his commander's demeanor and rushed out of the bridge like a madman onto the outer deck.
The cold sea breeze, carrying the scent of steel, rushed towards me.
He suddenly looked up at the pitch-black night sky.
Just above the carrier battle group, beneath the clouds, several ghostly red dots flashed by, as fast as shooting stars!
Then, the deafening sonic boom finally arrived!
"Boom—!"
It was as if a hole had been torn open in the sky, and a violent gust of air swept down, making it difficult for the people on the deck to stand.
Those are the traces left by supersonic flight!
Williams' heart clenched violently, and his blood seemed to freeze instantly.
Before he could react, the dots of light had already made an unbelievable sharp turn and their speed decreased sharply.
Like a few elegant yet deadly owls, they began to circle above the carrier strike group.
They're too close!
Williams was so close that he could even see with the naked eye the sleek and beautiful lines of the fuselage, as well as the missiles mounted under the wings that exuded a chilling killing intent!
Their paint job is so eerie that it seems to absorb light in the night, presenting an almost ethereal dark gray.
The bright red logo on the wing, like a burning flame, stung Williams' eyes.
China's air force!
An uncontrollable chill shot up Williams' spine from the soles of his feet to the top of his head!
How did they get here?
When did they arrive?
It consists of the world's most advanced radar, satellites, and early warning aircraft!
Why did the Aegis defense network, which is said to be so impenetrable that not even a seagull could fly in, show absolutely no reaction from beginning to end?!
"Fuck!" Williams roared like a wild beast.
He rushed back to the command center, grabbed the radar chief by the collar, and roared with bloodshot eyes:
"Someone tell me! What the hell is going on?! Why is there nothing on the radar?!"
The radar chief turned pale with fright, and his voice trembled.
"Sir... I don't know... We really can't scan anything... They... They're like ghosts!"
ghost!
Williams loosened his grip and took two steps back dejectedly.
He looked at the clean airspace on the screen and listened to the clearly audible sound of engines circling outside.
You can see it, but you can't lock it.
This means that their multi-billion dollar, supposedly "unsinkable" sea fortress is now, in the eyes of the enemy, just a bunch of live targets floating on the sea!
They can fire whenever they want.
And they couldn't even find a target to retaliate against!
Boat tickets?
Screw the tickets!
They didn't even need a boat; they just flew their plane right over your head!
Just as the command center was deathly silent, everyone was suffocating under the weight of this unseen terror.
A calm, clear, and emotionless Chinese voice slowly rang out on the international public channel.
It was then translated into standard English.
"Attention, US Navy fleet. ..."
"This is the territorial waters of China. You have no permission to enter. Please turn around immediately and return to port."
"If this happens again, please turn around immediately and return to port."
The voice was calm and restrained, without warning or rebuke, as if stating an undeniable fact.
But this calm was more oppressive than any roar.
Williams stood frozen in place.
He could even clearly hear his own heart pounding.
Is the waters ahead the territorial waters of China?
He glanced at the GPS system, which clearly indicated that this was international waters!
Absolutely international waters!
Anger surged to his head, and Williams almost instinctively roared out the order to retaliate.
However, when the words reached his lips, he couldn't utter a single one.
fight back?
On the radar control panel, the pale green screen was as clean as an abstract painting.
Apart from the blue dot representing our side, there's nothing else.
Whom should we retaliate against?
Fighting back at the air?!
So... should we retreat?
Do not!
The dignity of the United States and the honor of the Navy will not allow him to do this!
Just as Williams's inner scales were swaying wildly between dignity and fear—
"drop--!!!"
A sharp, ear-piercing buzzing sound suddenly erupted throughout the command center without warning!
It's not an air raid siren.
It's a sound more terrifying and deadly than an air raid siren!
Everyone's eyes immediately focused on the fire control radar control panel!
"Fire control radar locked! Repeat! Fire control radar locked!"
A young operator let out a desperate scream, his face drained of color, as if he had seen death itself.
Fire control radar lock!
This means that the other side has completed all preparations before the attack!
With just a slight twitch of the other pilot's finger.
This multi-billion dollar "sea fortress," along with its thousands of soldiers, will be torn into a pile of burning scrap metal and sunk to the cold seabed within seconds!
Williams shuddered.
Dignity? Glory?
It's worthless in the face of an absolute threat of death!
He rushed to the communications station and snatched the main communications microphone.
"...all units."
Inside the command center, everyone held their breath, staring intently at him.
Williams closed his eyes, and as if using all his strength, he squeezed out the command that would bring him lifelong shame.
"Turn around..."
"...Turn around immediately! Return to base at full speed!"
The order has been issued.
Dead silence.
After the deathly silence came a slightly flustered but swift response.
"First combat group, understood!"
"Escort formation, understood!"
"The supply ship understands!"
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