Two Realms Shuttle Gate: Don t Call Me a Demon!

Chapter 326: Chapter 230: Destroying Air Supremacy (First Update)_2

Although the cave entrance was well concealed, it could not fool the scrutiny of reconnaissance insects.

The rapidly descending giant armor-piercing shell head, made of ultra-high-hardness alloys, struck the aircraft cave with high precision, where there was a door protruding outwards, weighing dozens of tons.

This door could withstand the impact of ordinary missiles, but it was no match for the giant armor-piercing shell.

Upon contact with the steel door, the shell head turned the point of impact into molten steel, brutally penetrating through.

Inside was a hangar housing twenty warplanes, with some work and rest rooms on both sides.

Within the cave entrance, there was a tow path connected to the runway, paved smoothly and straight, where the internal warplanes were in the midst of emergency dispatch, fueling and arming, preparing for takeoff, capable of launching swiftly into combat once they glided out the entrance.

But just then, the logistics personnel and pilots stationed there heard a thunderous explosion overhead, while the lights shook violently.

The next moment, a gigantic shell plummeted in, rolling and crushing countless bodies and warplanes along its path.

The soldiers inside the hangar stared blankly, their bodies trembling, witnessing the red-glowing shell, filled with panic and desperately trying to escape.

But barely seven or eight seconds later, the delayed fuse of the armor-piercing bullet was triggered, and the entire shell exploded with a roar, engulfing all the soldiers and warplanes inside in flames that burst forth from the entrance.

No sooner had the hangar been destroyed than a second armor-piercing shell fell at high speed, burying itself into the front half of a runway.

Below this concrete runway was a large underground tunnel, hidden like a subway.

It had lifts specifically for airplanes to ascend and descend between underground and above ground, operating on a principle similar to that of an aircraft carrier which moves its planes from the hangar to the deck using an elevator.

But in their concealed defense, they never considered how to defend against insect reconnaissance.

Nor did they imagine that someone would attack with giant armor-piercing shells.

As the shell smashed in, the soldiers at the airport could only clutch their heads and weep in despair, watching helplessly as the ground was blown away, with warplanes stored underground destroyed utterly.

Then several more armor-piercing shells fell, destroying one protective hangar after another, blowing up all the warplanes parked inside.

But this was not the end. Su Jie, with the thousand-hand centipede, moved their position again, reemerging a kilometer away. This time, Su Jie’s target shifted again.

This time, Su Jie aimed at the fuel storage in the airport.

Modern jet aircraft consume a lot of fuel—a single warplane could easily be fueled with two to three tons—so the capacity of the airport’s fuel depot was substantial.

This Putuo Airport was Chan Country’s largest military airport, with the fuel storage inside holding over ten thousand tons of fuel.

Apart from a small amount of fuel at the ground refueling apron, most of the airport’s fuel was stored in a depot inside the mountain caves.

The depot was divided into large fuel tanks with fire doors at intervals to contain any fire outbreak. In case of a fire, these doors could seal off to prevent the spread to other tanks.

Su Jie fired several shells in succession, completely detonating the oil depot housing tens of thousands of tons, just as with the previous assault on the aircraft hangar, where continuous bombardment overwhelmed any fire protective measures.

Eventually, the oil depot exploded, with flames and rolling smoke blanketing the sky above the airport.

Many soldiers were burnt to death outright, the airport resembled a disaster scene with lava flowing everywhere post-volcanic eruption, many engulfed and ignited by the fierce flames.

The high temperatures scorched everything nearby, while the fire, like a fierce devil, devoured life after life.

Su Jie then struck the oxygen plant, the air conditioning units, and charging stations among other critical facilities, and finally, Su Jie aimed at the ammunition depot within the airport.

“The final blow, we’ll pack up after this,”

Guessing that fighter jets from other locations were on their way to provide support, Su Jie decided to make it quick. Into the barrel of the Eternal Spear, they stuffed a specially designed ultra-heavy armor-piercing shell weighing over ten tons, the biggest shell of all.

As the shell entered the barrel, the Spirit Stones embedded on its surface flickered, continuously providing energy.

Meanwhile, Su Jie released the Purple Cloud Heavenly Thunder to its maximum, granting the shells greater initial velocity as they left the barrel.

Boom!

In the enormous rumbling of thunder, the Thousand-Handed Centipede was pushed back several steps by the recoil.

The heavy, high-speed armor-piercing bullets frictions with the air, emitting a terrifying, piercing scream that sounded like an Eternal Spear thrown by a god, piercing through everything.

In less than a minute, the giant armor-piercing bullet burrowed into the underground ammunition depot located thirty meters beneath Putuo Airport, protected by five meters of thick concrete and one meter of armored steel plate.

To maintain the high sortie rate of the large aircraft fleet, a massive amount of ammunition was stored here, necessitating such strong defenses that even heavy bunker-busting ordnance might not penetrate it.

But the giant armor-piercing bullet did just that. Propelled by tremendous thrust, it entered the earth at a perfect angle, drilled through dozens of meters of soil, as well as the thick concrete and steel armor, dissolving Putuo Airport’s strongest fortress defenses, successfully striking its target and bringing death and destruction to the entire Putuo Airport.

“Boom!!!”

The explosion of the ammunition depot was shockingly beautiful; the ground heaved upwards rapidly, with hot waves surging from below.

Accompanied by the earth-shattering blast, rolling smoke rose like a massive sandstorm, and crimson flames bloomed seductively, resembling gorgeous and vibrant flowers from the other side, vying for brilliance.

The explosive light, carrying massive waves of air, spread rapidly in all directions, the scorching airflow picking up dust and debris.

The air raid siren wailed miserably, as the relentless sounds of explosions filled the ears, and buildings collapsed in succession, with shattered steel and concrete falling like meteor showers, mercilessly pounding on the fleeing soldiers.

Screams and cries echoed across the entire airport, as fear surged over the hearts of each soldier like a tidal wave.

The entire airport, with the ammunition depot at its center, saw all buildings within a kilometer radius collapse, and the soldiers nearby were blown apart, with not a single intact body part to be found.

The power of countless tons of ammunition exploding simultaneously was chilling, and even residents dozens of kilometers away could see the massive explosion and its bright flames, hastily capturing it on their mobile phones.

“Tsk, tsk, caliber is justice. That shot was so satisfying. Let’s go, Xiao Qian.”

Watching the spectacular scene of the ammunition depot’s detonation, Su Jie nodded in satisfaction.

Before the enemy’s warplanes arrived, he and the Thousand-Handed Centipede burrowed back underground, quietly leaving the area.

Although Su Jie had left, the nightmare he brought did not disappear.

As more and more support and rescue forces arrived at Putuo Airport, they were stunned by the horrific scene before them.

The airport now resembled Hell, with twisted parts of destroyed fighter jets everywhere.

Large swathes of buildings lay in ruins, with terrifying bomb craters scattered throughout the airport ground, and burning fires and billowing smoke everywhere.

The soldiers and crew stationed at the airport suffered unimaginable casualties, with cries of agony and the groans of those severely wounded and maimed echoing everywhere.

“It’s over; we’re finished.”

Wen Cai knelt on the ground, painfully witnessing the devastation of Putuo Airport.

This airport had gathered the majority of Chan Country’s fighter jets, and now nearly a hundred of them were destroyed.

It could be said that after this battle, Chan Country’s air combat capabilities were almost completely decimated, setting them back to the pre-liberation era overnight.

“We must seek revenge. I will report to His Majesty the Emperor; we must have our revenge.”

Jing Shangyan’s face was ashen, his eyes somewhat dazed and unfocused as he stared at it all.

The Aviation Mixed Group from Japan station here, with its 204th and 304th squadrons, including 40 F-15 fighter jets, two E-2C early warning aircraft, and four F-35 fighter jets, was left with nothing.

Along with the deaths and heavy injuries of many pilots and ground staff, the loss amounted to six or seven billion US Dollars, driving him to the brink of agony, his hatred for the Jieke Group peaking at that moment.