I, The Dragon Overlord

Chapter 447 - Thousands of Bullets Fired

“Shipboard aircraft loaded and ready for takeoff!”

“Kane’ohe Bay Hawaii base is ready and waiting for orders for takeoff.”

“All Arleigh Burke-class destroyers are loaded with guided missiles and Tomahawk cruise missiles.”

“The 130 mm main ship gun’s shells have been replaced and calibration is complete.”

“Admiral, please give the command quickly. Codename ‘Typhon’ is approaching our side and will soon wrap us in its danger range.”

“......”

The Third Fleet Admiral listened to the sound of his subordinate’s reports while looking at the radar in front. After taking a deep breath, he suppressed his excitement and nervousness and ordered in a loud voice, “Order the air brigade in Kane’ohe Bay to take off.”

“Aircraft carriers Reagan, Nimitz, Lincoln, Stennis, Vinson, and Washington, have your shipboard fighters take off. Have all missile destroyers enter wartime status. Notify the Ohio-class Louisiana and Alaska strategic nuclear submarines to be on alert. If Plan A fails, immediately commence plan B.”

“Yes, sir!”

The wartime order was given. The rapid system of the modern military was perfectly reflected in them as the mighty US Navy gathered in the waters. One by one, destroyers opened their missile hatches, revealing the powerful missiles beneath them.

The fighters on the aircraft carriers began to take off into the skies, each one bearing a deadly payload of incendiary missiles underneath. This operation entailed a long-range missile bombardment without any need to worry about enemy aircraft. Speed and stealth were not necessary. All that mattered was firepower.

The fighter planes that took off did not fly too far, but hovered over the sea and waited for the follow-on troops. In a short amount of time, three batches of planes converged in the sky like birds and began to form a battle formation.

Under the precise scheduling of the American Army, one hundred and fifty-seven planes from the Hawaiian base in Kane’ohe Bay also arrived. Together with the ship-borne planes present, they formed a spectacular air force formation.

The soldiers on board the battleship looked at the sky with excitement. Nearly 500 aircraft had sortied in an instant. This had never occurred after WWII, and the scene looked like an opening for a new political cataclysm. What was more frightening was that these were not propeller planes for WWII but modern fighter jets with elite armaments. Each aircraft carried enough missiles to blow up and decimate buildings.

With the cheers from the soldiers, the planes began to split into squads. Some at the front flew back to the rear to escape the fifty-nautical mile attack range of Typhon.

The admiral of the Third Fleet looked nervously at the dense dots on the radar. Those were the bearings of his own fighters. The pilots flying the fighter were not aces, but they were qualified professionals. Under the command and control of strict calculation, their formation had been completed eighty nautical miles away from the monster.

“FIRE!!!”

The admiral fiercely waved his arm. He knew that his movement could not be seen by others, but this was the only way he could vent his excitement and nervousness.

Seeing bloodshed and the roar of missiles and cannons was something that many men wanted to see.

Rumble— rumble—

Whoosh— whooosh—

One by one, the Tomahawk missiles were ignited and flew out from the destroyers. The first batch of Tomahawk missiles had been launched. And without any pause, the second batch was immediately prepared and taken off.

There were twenty-three destroyers in the area, each carrying dozens of Tomahawk missiles. Although it was impossible to launch all of them in one go, firing two to three hundred was easily doable.

At the same time, the hundreds of pilots in the sky also pressed their launch buttons, filling the skies with flaming contrails and long white smoke.

More than a thousand missiles had been launched at the same time. This was also the method that the USA and other countries decided to use after much discussion. At first, everyone agreed to launch nuclear weapons, but due to Typhon’s unknown power and its ability to fire hundreds of fireballs, military experts from various countries agreed that a single nuclear weapon would not be enough to blow it up, so they resorted, instead to use this kind of intense firing, so that all of Typhon’s anti-aircraft means would not be effective.

“So spectacular!!”

Not only the air force and the navy were on the scene, even the military command of countries far away was observing with satellite. In the past decades, the world was mostly at peace and developing. Even if mankind had invented these terrible weapons in modern times, when had they ever really tried to fire thousands of bombs at once?

This was a sight that would probably happen only in WWIII!

In the distant Hawaiian Islands, many residents and tourists saw that Typhon was being lured away from the islands. With Typhon far away, even the volcanic activity on the islands had calmed…

“In the distance, look in the distance!”

In the city of Honolulu, someone let out a cry, causing a crowd to gather.

Although Typhon was beyond the horizon, the spectators could still make out the spectacular explosion of missiles and ammo on the horizon.

BOOOM BOOOOM BOOOOM—

“Roaaaaaa—-”

The overwhelming number of missiles made Typhon roar. The hundreds of snakeheads once again spewed out flames, but these failed to detonate the missiles that covered the skies and earth.

Just like Chinese New Year firecrackers, thousands of missiles explode one after the other. Even the fury of the sea seemed powerless in the face of this missile swarm. Flame and heat willed forth destruction.

Various countries were also concerned about the battle and were closely observing it through satellite. They all nervously waited for the results of the bombardment of thousands of missiles.

When the thick smoke gradually dissipated, the figure of Typhon reappeared in front of the crowd. It was now less than twenty meters of twisted flesh tumor. Typhon’s body was beyond just having thousands of holes as its body had been turned into a meat pie.

But before the crowd could cheer, the flesh of Typhon’s body began to wriggle once more, as if the monster could survive as long as a single cell existed.

“This thing is just like Devil Buu from [Dragon Balls]. It’s terrifying as hell!”

Seeing that not only did Typhon survive but that it was about to recover, the spectating military officials sucked in cold breaths.

“Execute plant B. Our missiles have stopped Typhon’s movements. Use the instantaneous high temperature generated by hydrogen bombs to vaporize the last pieces of its flesh. I don’t believe that a monster without even a single cell left can still be resurrected!”

This was the backup plan prepared by the Joint Operations Department in case plan A failed to kill the monster. The Third Fleet commander picked up his communicator and gave an order to the distant nuclear submarine forces.