Chapter 561 - Damon Was Scared (1/2)
The European Union had three major fleets.
They were the Black Sea Fleet, the Mediterranean Fleet and the North Atlantic Fleet.
These fleets were of different sizes based on the area they covered. The Black Sea Fleet was the smallest while the North Atlantic Fleet was the largest. The Black Sea Fleet had three destroyers and half a dozen corvettes.
The main military function of the Black Sea Fleet was to chock Russia’s sea route in the Black Sea. Therefore, it wasn’t designed for real combat and it had never been deployed for that purpose. When the situation suddenly escalated, the commanders of the s.h.i.+p were unsure about what to do.
“Boom!”
A destroyer that had a tonnage of over seven thousand was hacked in two by Chen Fan.
In less than ten minutes, Chen Fan had decommissioned two destroyers and four corvettes, annihilating nearly half of the Black Sea Fleet. Each of the destroyed wars.h.i.+ps was worth billions of US dollars.
Even the smallest wars.h.i.+ps in the fleet were well over a hundred meters in length and their weight was as heavy as a small mountain. They were made out of a material much more durable than the metal used on tanks or armored vehicles. Even a direct impact with a cannon sh.e.l.l would not be enough to sink a wars.h.i.+p.
However, Chen Fan had cut through those metal beasts as if they were watermelons.
Most of the s.h.i.+ps couldn’t even withstand a single blow from him.
The European Union’s generals watched the battle with an increasing agitation due to the mounting losses.
“Order the air force to intercept Chen Beixuan. We can’t let him destroy the entire Black Sea Fleet,” General Nord shouted furiously.
Half of the Black Sea Fleet’s funding came from the British Navy. Losing the Black Sea Fleet would be a tremendous blow to its nation.
“Shoo Shoo Shoo.”
A dozen fighter jets circled around Chen Fan and hara.s.sed him with persistent missile strikes. They knew those missiles wouldn’t be able to kill him; their goal was to slow him down.
Chen Fan’s patience was wearing thin. The earlier bombardment would have cost him dearly if he hadn’t used the Armor of Golden Flame.
Even then, Chen Fan still felt lucky to have made it through.
“I underestimated the power of modern weapons. One missile might not be able to do much harm, but the combined effect of a dozen missiles could be deadly. No matter how powerful a Connate Body is, it has limitations and lacks a regeneration ability similar to the Dark Wolve’s.”
Chen Fan was slightly annoyed by the thought.
He had been holding back his power in order to spare his opponent’s lives.
But not anymore. Chen Fan had decided to crank up his damage output and break the sonic barrier. His speed would make it impossible for missiles to lock onto him, but he would be unable to maintain it for a long time, even with his level of attainment.
“I will finish this battle in less than half an hour!”
Chen Fan darted to a side in order to evade a Harpoon Missile. Then he fused his energy with the blade, transforming his body into a part of the Blade Aura. In a blink, the Blade Aura went through another corvette, slicing it half. Meanwhile, the command center also upped the ante and ordered many fighter jets to cross the safe zone, trying to attack Chen Fan up close.
“You are courting death. Do you really think I can’t kill you?”
Chen Fan snorted.
He tapped the Blade Strengthening Gourd and summoned nine blade auras. Although these blade auras lacked the brilliant l.u.s.ter that the Essence Restoring Sword had, they could easily break the sonic barrier and plunge into the incoming jets.
“What’s that?”
The officers at the command center were shocked by what they saw. They couldn’t even handle one blade, much less nine of them.
“Pull back, pull back!” Many pilots shouted, doing 180s with their planes and bolting away, only letting out sighs of relief after gaining a twenty kilometers distance from Chen Fan. However, they were dealt a blow by the nine rays of Blade Qi before they could even finish sighing.
“Boom!”
The impact created nine fiery b.a.l.l.s of explosions in the sky.
Chen Fan had destroyed nine fourth generation fighter jets in less than ten seconds.
“I thought his effective range was only twenty kilometers. He fooled us! We need to retreat now!”
The other pilots gave all the thrust their engines could handle, trying to get as far away from Chen Fan as possible.
However, Chen Fan was determined to make an example out of the European Union air forces, so he wouldn’t let anyone of them escape.
“Pong, pong, pong!”
Another nine fighter jets were struck down by Chen Fan. He only retrieved the swords until the fighter jets were beyond the fifty kilometer range. By then, the Air Force had lost forty jets in total.
Although he could project his Divine Will as far as eighty kilometers, the longer the distance, the riskier it was to control the blades. Chen Fan figured that fifty kilometers was the upper limit of a safe range.
A deadly silence fell over the command room since no one dared to say a word.
Be it the National Defense Minister of Spain or the Austrian General, they all had gloomy faces, sulking over their defeat in silence.
Chen Fan’s last attack had astonished all the European Union’s representatives.