Another fighter jet was instantly blown apart by his strike.
"Damn, the Devil has come, run, run!"
A pilot who had just witnessed his comrade’s jet exploding let out a cry of alarm, frantically operating the stick, ready to make a hasty escape.
However, in his panic, he inadvertently collided hard with another jet.
In a flash, the orange flames painted the entire sky red.
In just a few breaths, 12 fighter jets had been decimated by more than half, with only five limping back in disarray.
"He’s in midair, have the artillery open fire, fire!"
Drew, sitting in front of the command center, frantically and hysterically ordered.
A deafening noise suddenly rang out.
Giant artillery shells streaked across the sky, trailing long plumes of white smoke as they bombarded Li Chen.
Even a true God Realm master would only have the option to flee in the face of such a dense artillery barrage. If hit, they would undoubtedly perish.
Perceiving this, Li Chen frowned.
But, that was all the reaction he had—a mere frown.
Then, one could see Li Chen stepping into the void, his feet like climbing a ladder to heaven, rapidly ascending into the high skies.
Soon, Li Chen’s figure had completely vanished from the view of the troops below.
Seeing this, everyone present couldn’t help but click their tongues in amazement. They all craned their necks to search for Li Chen’s whereabouts.
"Look, what is that trail of fire in the sky?" someone exclaimed, pointing to an unidentified object in the sky above.
"It’s Immortal Master Li, fire, fire. Stop him, stop him!"
A commanding officer screamed hysterically, his eyes bulging with intensity.
However, Li Chen was too fast, exceeding the speed of sound by several times, and the surrounding air ignited into roaring flames due to the friction. This left them with only a fleeting afterimage, unable to pinpoint his location.
"Star, Fire, Spreads, Wildly!"
This was a martial arts technique Li Chen had learned from a mysterious statue, related to Great Brahma Wisdom. Its lethality could cover an area of several hundred square meters, although its impact on individual targets was limited.
Of course, dealing with these ordinary foot soldiers, setting them on fire was more than sufficient.
In an instant, the position below was engulfed in a Fire Sea. Soldiers covered by it rolled on the ground, howling like ghosts and wolves.
Burned by the flames, they ran around crazily. Like a wildfire spreading rapidly, panic and chaos proliferated throughout the entire frontline position.
Li Chen then took advantage of the situation to drive these fleeing soldiers, charging into other intact positions like raising a beaded curtain.
The next position was the 44th Division’s Artillery Brigade.
Hei Tong, the Artillery Brigade Commander of the Mountain Division, seeing his soldiers driven over by Li Chen single-handedly and effortlessly as if herding ducks, couldn’t help but roar in rage.
As a seasoned veteran of the battlefield, he was acutely aware of what would happen next.
Once the fleeing soldiers swarmed over, their artillery positions would also collapse in an instant.
Hei Tong swung his fist and, on the hard ground, pounded out a deep crater, bellowing an order: "Someone come, pass my command, fire a warning shot. Regardless of who it is, anyone entering within a 1000-meter radius of the position shall be killed without mercy!"
The security guard, upon hearing his own brigade commander’s command, couldn’t help but be shocked and hurriedly reminded, "Brigade Commander, those are all our own brothers..."
However, before he could finish his words, Hei Tong swung his arm and delivered a fierce slap across his face.
"Carry out the order!"
The security guard was slapped senseless, daring not to raise any more objections, and quickly ran down to blow the horn and relay the command.
Hundreds of artillery shells were fired simultaneously, turning the front line positions into a hideous mess.
Some of the unlucky ones who ran fast were blown to death on the spot by their own artillery fire.
The remaining soldiers, seeing that charging forward was a dead end and retreating was just as deadly, scattered and fled to the left and right directions.
Hei Tong, seeing that the artillery fire had dispersed the fleeing soldiers, was overjoyed and exclaimed, "Tank battalion, attack!"
"Motorcycle battalion, attack!"
This attack mobilized a total of twenty tanks and one hundred motorcycles, rolling in with overwhelming force.
Li Chen scanned over them, and when he saw India’s motorcycles, he couldn’t help but jump in shock.
It was just a regular large motorcycle, which somehow was packed with twenty to thirty people.
Moreover, on both sides of their motorcycles, light machine guns were mounted; it looked like the organization of a whole platoon.
Even Li Chen had to marvel at this scene: Worthy of a cheating India!
Li Chen steadied his mind and then fiercely kicked off a protruding boulder behind him, using its rebound force to launch himself forward like a cheetah pouncing on a gazelle, charging towards the tanks and motorcycles.
His speed increased, surpassing the speed of sound, leaving only a green-white blur.
Hei Tong saw Li Chen actually charging at them and his face turned pale with shock.
"What is he doing, has he gone mad?"
"Send the order down, fire, fire!"
The Indian soldiers on the motorcycles, upon hearing the command from behind, started to unleash a rapid crackle with their automatic rifles, with the metallic sound of the shell casings clattering. Countless bullets surged over like hailstones in the peak of summer.
Li Chen summoned True Yuan, forming hundreds of Wind Blades and Fireballs, directly facing them head-on.
The first Wind Blade pierced through the throat of one motorcycle rider.
After spurting a mouthful of blood to the sky, the motorcycle went out of control, crashing into an exposed rock.
This accident resulted in three deaths and twenty-four injuries, including the rider.
A fiery orb exploded in the center of the second motorcycle. In an instant, the fire engulfed an entire platoon of soldiers on that motorcycle.
Scenes like these unfolded almost every breath of time.
In just over a dozen breaths of time, the two-thousand-strong motorcycle battalion had suffered more than half in casualties.
"Machine gun company, press forward, press on!"
Hei Tong picked up the walkie-talkie and hysterically roared. His eyes were bloodshot, like a frantic gambler about to lose everything.
The 44th Mountain Division’s organized machine gun company consisted of an enhanced company formation with three hundred soldiers, 120 light machine guns, 60 heavy machine guns, and was also equipped with rocket launchers and armor-piercing shells. The firepower was terrifying, capable of rolling straight over even ten Grandmasters working together.
"Rat-tat-tat, rat-tat-tat..."
The 60 heavy machine guns and 120 light machine guns, like fire-breathing dragons, swept horizontally towards Li Chen.
They didn’t need any precise aiming at all, as long as they knew the rough location of the enemy, they could just pour out firepower.
It had to be said, this tactic was indeed strikingly effective.
Li Chen, initially unstoppable, slowed down his advance when blocked by their firepower!