70: Chapter 70: A Charge Under the Concentrated Fire of Five Thousand Fighter Jets? A Touching Moment for the Casual Reader!

Blondie stepped on the wing of a Level 4 fighter, the infrared sight of his Gauss rifle sweeping recklessly across the bulletproof glass of the dark passenger plane.

Seeing no movement inside the cabin, he immediately spat a thick glob of phlegm onto the ground.

"Playing dead, are we!" Blondie's face twisted as he roared at the top of his lungs, "Treating my words like wind past your ears! Everyone, lock and load! Smash that turtle shell for me! Drag the men out and chop them up to feed the variants, and strip the women naked and throw them into the brothers' tents. Let everyone have a taste today!"

The dozens of guard planes around clicked off their safeties. The mechanical friction of heavy machine gun bullets being chambered was crisp and extremely piercing in the wind and snow.

The thousands of Solo Players in the long queue were all like lambs to the slaughter; at this moment, they all lowered their heads, unable to bear watching.

"It's over, completely over this time. This kid tried to act tough in the wrong place."

"The people of the Di Sha Alliance are all cold-blooded animals. No matter how thick this plane's armor is, being surrounded and attacked by thousands of people will turn it into an iron coffin."

In the distance, Zhang Ningning's hair was being pulled hard by two Di Sha Alliance guards. She had been full of despair, but seeing this scene, she suddenly began to laugh hysterically.

"Die! You all have to die too! What's the use of being pretty? In the end, won't you still become playthings for these animals! Everyone, go to hell!"

Her eyes were bloodshot as she glared maliciously at Shen Tiantian in the co-pilot seat.

Inside the dark passenger plane.

The holographic screen projected Blondie's extremely arrogant face in real-time.

Yu Feng exhaled a puff of blue smoke, not even lifting his eyelids.

"Kill."

A plain, single word. No emotional fluctuation, no nonsense.

Su Nian received the command and walked quickly to the fire control sensor console in her high heels. She would never allow anyone to use such foul language to insult her Brother Yu Feng.

C-rank Fire Magic was released without reservation.

Red light flared in Su Nian's palm. Several high-explosive fireballs pierced through the pre-set fire ports in the fuselage, whistling out at a terrifying speed that was completely impossible for the naked eye to track.

Blondie was still laughing wildly. His vision was instantly filled with a blinding crimson red.

The high-temperature fireball slammed precisely into his face. There was no scream, no struggle; his head was completely carbonized.

The fireball's power didn't diminish, piercing right through the chassis armor of the Level 4 fighter beneath his feet and smashing into the main ammunition depot.

"Boom!"

A massive explosion rang out. The wreckage of the fighter, mixed with shredded meat, splattered in a radial pattern in mid-air. A wave of fire swept through the surroundings, incinerating the two nearby guards. Zhang Ningning's laughter caught in her throat, her eyes nearly bulging out of their sockets as she collapsed to the ground in terror.

The entire field fell into a deathly silence.

The wind and snow seemed to freeze at this moment. Thousands of Solo Players were collectively speechless, their brains completely short-circuiting.

Jue Ying was sitting inside a Level 6 iron-wing transport plane, originally watching the show with a cup of hot tea.

When the firelight flared, his hands jerked violently. The scalding tea splashed all over the back of his hand, turning the skin red and blistered, but he didn't even notice.

"Holy shit..." Jue Ying swallowed hard, staring intently at the unscathed dark passenger plane, his eyes filled with extreme shock. "Killing someone right in front of five thousand fighters over a single disagreement? This guy is a real man!"

After a brief silence, the pilots of the dozen or so fighters guarding the Di Sha Alliance's perimeter were completely enraged.

"Blondie is dead! Enemy attack! Kill them!"

Dozens of fighters reacted, their autocannons rapidly preheating as their muzzles all locked onto the dark passenger plane.

Yu Feng pressed the fire unlock button on the main console, his tone extremely cold: "Some people never learn."

The armor on both sides of the nose split open, and four 80mm automatic autocannons instantly extended.

"Bang bang bang bang—"

The low, brutal roar tore through the air. Upgraded mithril high-explosive armor-piercing shells with a fire rate of 6,000 rounds per minute poured out, turning into a dazzling metal storm.

The 30-plus Di Sha Alliance fighters didn't even have a chance to pull the trigger. Their bulletproof glass shattered instantly, and their cockpits were blasted into clouds of blinding blood mist.

The fuselages suffered violent sympathetic detonations one after another in mid-air, turning into piles of burning scrap metal that crashed toward the bottom of the rift.

Total annihilation. Absolute firepower suppression.

"Shuang'er, load all Hallucinogenic Gas Bombs. Su Nian, prepare the main cannon. Tiantian, wake the High-Frequency Booby-Trap Drone Swarm from dormancy and set to standby."

Yu Feng's voice was steady as his broad hand covered the throttle.

"Keep a close eye on Cao Yuan's Level 7 craft. Today, I'm going to make him drop everything, himself and his blueprints included!"

"Okay, Captain brother!" Shen Tiantian's fingers moved like a blur across the sub-console keyboard, her large eyes filled with a morbid excitement.

"Don't worry, Brother Yu Feng, he definitely won't escape." Su Nian licked her fiery red lips, her ample chest trembling slightly from extreme excitement.

Ling Yanshuang nimbly pushed several special green gas bombs into the launch rails.

"Hold on tight."

Yu Feng slammed the throttle all the way forward.

"Boom—!"

The Thunder Engine overloaded, and in an instant, blinding blue electric arcs enveloped the 120-ton dark passenger plane.

The massive fuselage forcibly broke the sound barrier, carrying a violent kinetic energy that could tear through anything. It crushed the wreckage of the surrounding fighters and slammed into the ironclad defense line formed by the Di Sha Alliance's five thousand fighters.

"Fire! Everyone, concentrate fire! Turn him into a sieve!"

The Di Sha Alliance's command channel was filled with the frustrated roars of various leaders.

Five thousand heavily armed fighters fired simultaneously.

Autocannon tracers wove into an airtight net of death, raining down upon the dark passenger plane.

Deafening chain explosions echoed throughout the Extreme Cold Rift. The dark passenger plane was instantly swallowed by endless fire, smoke, and shockwaves.

The entire airspace turned into a rolling sea of absolute fire.

The Solo Players on the periphery looked at the death zone where even radar signals were completely blocked, their eyes filled with a deep sense of sorrow.

In the post-apocalyptic world where the strong prey on the weak, there were too few brave men willing to charge alone against the tyranny of a large guild. But the price of such courageous blood was absolute destruction.

Deng Ci sat in the cockpit, letting out a long sigh and slamming his fist against the armrest.

"Impulsive! So impulsive! No matter how strong your firepower is, are you going to use your head to tank the concentrated fire of five thousand fighters? Even if the armor holds, the people inside will be shaken to death. It's just not worth it!"

Jue Ying stared intently at the rolling sea of fire, his eyes red. He suddenly kicked the cabin door and growled through gritted teeth:

"Brother, I'll remember your sacrifice! Rest easy! In the future, even if I have to risk my life, I'll tear off Tuoba Xiao's head to offer as a sacrifice at your grave!"

The high-ranking officials of various alliances watching in the shadows also had different reactions.

War God Alliance Headquarters. Xiao Zhantian slammed his fist onto the holographic sand table in front of him: "Fuck! He's got real guts!"

Fuyao Alliance Stronghold.

Li Min looked at the light screen, a cold look of mockery flashing in her eyes:

"I thought he was some kind of powerful figure from afar, but he's just a fool with nothing but reckless courage. Under the concentrated fire of five thousand fighters, even a god would die."

Just as everyone was certain Yu Feng was doomed, immersed in emotions of tragedy or mockery.

The ice clouds in the rear suddenly broke apart over a large area.

The Yufeng Alliance fleet led by Zhang Ji, Fu Su, and Li Jili rushed to the periphery.

They immediately saw the terrifying scene of concentrated fire ahead.

But instead of any grief or indignation, Zhang Ji was extremely excited as he cut into the Global Public Channel and roared crazily at the top of his lungs.

"Open your damn eyes and look! This is our Yufeng Alliance's leader! Boss Yu is awesome! Let's give these Di Sha Alliance bastards some physical confrontation!"

Li Jili also started spamming the channel: "Alliance Leader is mighty! You grandsons of the Di Sha Alliance, wash your necks and get ready to collect the body of your Vice Alliance Leader Cao!"

The server-wide channel was immediately flooded with the cheers of the hundreds of members from the Yufeng Alliance.

The Solo Players in line were all stunned.

These people are definitely crazy. Their own boss is about to be turned into ashes, and instead of running, they're here cheering and shouting about how awesome he is?

But the core members of the Yufeng Alliance knew better than anyone.

The Alliance Leader's craft had been perfectly upgraded using a massive amount of super nano crystal steel. That was a material with absolute defense that could theoretically withstand a tactical nuclear blast! The conventional autocannon shells of the Di Sha Alliance's cannon fodder weren't even qualified to make a dent in super nano crystal steel!