"Boom..." Before either side could react to the disintegration and explosion of the first fighter jet, another jet disintegrated and exploded in mid-air as if it had been pierced by some high-speed behemoth. Then came the third, and the fourth fighter jet.
"Whoosh..." Only then did the sound of a cannonball from a ship's main gun streaking across the sky and scraping against the air come from the sky. If it was a ship's cannon, it was too accurate.
"Quickly, ascend. These Chinese have unknown anti-aircraft weapons."
Seeing this, no one would believe it was a coincidence. The diving fighters quickly pulled back up. The bombers, which were already preparing to drop their bombs, also rose again. However, while they thought they were distancing themselves from the unknown danger, they were unaware that they were getting closer and closer to Wang Han.
"Heh, trying to retreat? Is that even possible?" Wang Han scoffed as he watched the fighter jets rise again and fly towards him. He put the Barrett into his backpack, took out a Lambert M2 heavy machine gun, grabbed its tripod with one hand and the handle with the other, raised it to his waist, and pulled the trigger without hesitation at the approaching aircraft.
"Clang, clang, clang, clang..." A rapid series of sounds, like hailstones striking metal, rang out as bullets, each a meter in diameter, rained down on the American fighter jets like a red meteor shower streaking across the sky. At that moment, both sides on the battlefield and the American pilots finally knew where the attack was coming from. Unfortunately, even knowing this couldn't change the outcome.
"Boom boom boom boom..." One after another, American warplanes were shot down in mid-air, and the flames from the explosions burned in the sky like celebratory fireworks.
Seeing more than ten fighter jets in front of them instantly destroyed, the pilots of the fighter jets behind them pulled up the control stick in fear, trying to scatter and avoid the attack.
"Boom boom boom..." Their actions were completely ineffective. The pilots in the fighter jets could only watch in horror as their comrades were turned into huge fireballs. Then it was the fighter jets' turn to follow in their footsteps. Even if they dodged the giant bullets equipped with auto-aiming attachments by Wang Han, they would continue to pursue them. As long as the bullets' power was not exhausted, these giant bullets would not stop.
"What's going on?" The dramatic change in the sky stunned the Chinese People's Volunteer Army and American soldiers who were fighting fiercely on the riverbank. Hundreds of warplanes were set off with fireworks in the sky in just twenty seconds.
"What exactly just happened?" The volunteer regiment commander and the US soldier regiment commander, who were directing the battle, were still in a daze as they looked at the still-burning fireball in the sky. Four of their fighter jets exploded just as they were diving down, and in the next twenty seconds, they were all turned into fireworks in the sky. He thought his soldiers were going to suffer heavy losses, but the change was too fast and they didn't have time to react.
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"The turkeys in the sky are dealt with, now it's time for the ones on the ground." Wang Han put the Lambertin heavy machine gun in his hand into his spatial storage, activated the wall-penetrating ability, and took a step forward. The next moment, Wang Han appeared on the American soldiers' position, and to the astonishment of the surrounding American soldiers, he produced a Vulcan cannon out of thin air.
"Boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom..." Two-meter-long red tongues of fire spewed from the six-barreled gun, the red lines of fire formed by the metal sweeping everything in their path like lasers. The torrent of metal instantly turned the surrounding American soldiers into sieves, cutting them in half. Wherever the bullets hit, the American soldiers couldn't even raise their heads. The torrent of bullets fired at such a rapid pace didn't even allow Wang Han to attach the aim assist to all of them.
"It's the enemy." As Wang Han opened fire, more American soldiers died under the Vulcan cannon (just Gatling gun-level bullets, not machine gun bullets). American soldiers in other parts of the position finally saw Wang Han, this uninvited guest, and while taking cover, they raised their guns to fire at Wang Han. Even the Chinese People's Volunteer Army on the opposite bank saw the laser-like stream of bullets from the Vulcan cannon.
"Clang clang clang..." The bullets fired by the American soldiers struck Wang Han's armor, making a clanging sound that was not clearly audible amidst the roar of the Vulcan cannon.
“This thing isn’t suitable for fighting a position.” In less than a minute, Wang Han’s Vulcan cannon ammunition was exhausted. Wang Han shook his head, letting the American soldiers’ bullets and rockets fire at his armor. He took out a pocket weapon he had prepared before, a short-handled spiked club, from his backpack.
"Is this a demon?" The American regimental commander looked on in horror as he saw that even rocket launchers couldn't make Wang Han budge. This man seemed to have the same abilities that ordinary people didn't have, just like the one who appeared thirteen years ago.
Wang Han looked at the American soldiers shooting at him, raised his spiked club high, and amidst the disbelief and horror of everyone, and the stunned gazes of the Chinese People's Volunteer Army soldiers on the opposite bank, the spiked club in Wang Han's hand grew larger and larger, becoming like a battleship.
"Run!" Looking at the massive spiked club, as huge as a battleship, everyone recalled the earth-shattering news of thirteen years ago, the nightmare that haunted the remaining Japanese soldiers, and the fearsome figure who could single-handedly destroy a nation—Wang Han. At that moment, the American soldiers stopped firing and fled desperately in all directions.
"It's over." Wang Han glanced coldly at the fleeing American soldiers and gently swung down the spiked club in his hand.
"Bang..." The spiked club fell, and with a terrifying roar, the earth shook violently. Even the waters of the Yalu River were jolted up more than half a meter high. Trees and American soldiers were flung away like grass and sand. On the ground, the spiked club, as huge as a battleship, was deeply imprinted.
Seeing the American soldiers still fleeing in other directions, Wang Han swung his massive spiked club in a semi-circle along the ground. Wherever the club passed, trees and rocks were swept away, and even the ground itself was scraped away by a meter. All the American soldiers within range were swept away along with the mud and broken wood.
"It's Wang Han." Only then did the volunteer soldiers on the other side finally see Wang Han standing in the middle of the desolation, holding a huge spiked club and wearing black armor.
"China has won! Wang Han has arrived! He has finally appeared!" Many volunteer soldiers couldn't help but weep with joy and cheer. Wang Han had finally appeared.
"It's over, he's still alive. He didn't die at all. The intelligence was wrong. Everyone was wrong." The American commander collapsed to the ground in a daze.
Seeing that the American soldier had already run out of the attack range of the giant spiked club, Wang Han did not continue to pursue him. After shrinking the spiked club in his hand, Wang Han came to the American commander who was sitting on the ground in despair, grabbed the man by the collar and disappeared into the distorted space.
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