Chapter 759: Hollow Dumpling

After shooting down the enemy armed helicopters, two small parachutes descended from the sky with spindle-shaped objects attached.

“‘Avanti,’ catch the supply materials!”

Amidst his busy schedule, Lin Mo seized the opportunity to release two supply pods, ensuring they wouldn’t accidentally drift into enemy territory during the low-altitude drop.

The X-8 “monstrous” aircraft lightened its load further; it had a greater actual payload capacity than the JH-7.

“Thank you so much, this is truly a timely rain.”

Squadron Leader Zhang Zhenyu felt overjoyed. This was the perfect time for a turn in fortunes. They were running out of ammunition, relying solely on the soldiers’ single-shot fire to maintain their firepower, while the Kurdish forces were having a good time but quickly depleting their supplies.

Lin Mo’s actions were undoubtedly correct. He was unaware that twelve F-16 “Falcon” jets were on standby at the Turkish Air Force Headquarters in Ankara, preparing for an emergency takeoff.

If he couldn’t get the supplies dropped soon, the fourth squad would inevitably succumb to the enemy’s assault, while those attacking the fourth squad and the Kurdish forces showed no signs of giving up.

What was that?

Many attackers stared blankly at the two parachutes that suddenly appeared in the sky, initially thinking they were more ground attack weapons. However, they soon realized that since the parachutes fell towards their enemy’s position, if it wasn’t bombs, then it surely meant trouble for them.

Yet by the time they reacted, their firepower barely had a chance to reach the two parachutes; the objects underneath descended into enemy territory.

The two spindle-shaped cargo pods were well-equipped with bulletproof and cushioning devices. Bullets often bounced off their curved surfaces, leaving them intact upon landing.

Each pod carried nearly half a ton of ammunition, quickly alleviating the ammunition crisis for the fourth squad and the Kurdish forces.

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As two F-16 “Falcon” jets rapidly approached on the radar screen, time was running out for the fourth squad.

The dispatch of two fighter jets by Turkey indicated that the military had noticed the fourth squad.

The Chinese military could not afford to give the Turkish government any leverage, especially since they were not fighting on their home turf. If the “monstrous” aircraft got entangled with the F-16s, it could mean even more variables for the fourth squad.

With many ants swarming, Turkey could continuously send up fighter jets, but it was nearly impossible for them to continue dispatching support from within their own territory.

Not only was there a lack of another fighter jet with performance similar to the “monstrous,” but achieving the same range and speed was also difficult. The “monstrous” could fly so far due to both its external fuel tanks and its outstanding aerodynamic design, which significantly enhanced fuel efficiency.

Unless China intended to go to war with Turkey, Lin Mo had no choice but to fight alone.

After successfully completing several critical tactical missions, Lin Mo didn’t feel like celebrating. He continued to make every second count, clearing ground targets for the fourth squad.

The captured “Ya Zi-2” combat-powered armor was still in enemy hands. The task assigned to him included not only rescuing the fourth squad but also ensuring that this powered armor didn’t fall into the hands of the enemy.

Whether recovering it or destroying it on the spot, he couldn’t leave any fragments for the Turks; otherwise, the fourth squad’s mission would have severe repercussions for the Chinese government.

As the variable wings fighter jet flew over the battlefield for the third time, many ground forces began firing in the air. The attackers finally identified the threat, but most of their trump cards had already been neutralized by the unidentified fighter jet.

Seizing the initiative was illustrated vividly through bloodshed and casualties.

The remaining two armored vehicles and other dual-use machine guns poured nonstop fire into the sky, with tracer rounds weaving bright trails as they shot upward. Yet the unidentified fighter danced through the barrage like a nimble fish, completely unscathed.

Lin Mo had long ago grown accustomed to weaving through dense barrages, finding enough gaps to dart past. The aircraft was etched internally with an enhanced version of the Flowing Wave Heavenly Transformation Magic Circle, providing an invisible angled bulletproof layer.

Even if an occasional bullet struck the body, the gold giant dragon Gold Coin took care of it without issue. This phenomenon, which defied scientific explanation, was only noticeable at close range. However, at such high speeds and long distances, even through binoculars, it was challenging to detect any anomalies.

One armored vehicle erupted in a fireball as high-velocity electromagnetic shells took advantage of their inherent armor-piercing capabilities. Even ordinary armored vehicles, with composite armor, felt as fragile as paper, as the warhead penetrated the cabin, transforming the interior into hell.

“Fourth squad, be alert! I’m going to lighten the load! High-energy cloud explosive bomb ready! Everyone, cover your ears! It’s going to be loud!”

Lin Mo was like a skilled ringmaster, reminding all the spectators that the climax was about to come. The intense drumming grew more urgent, reaching a peak that seemed ready to trigger the final booming gong sound.

He would never let go of that “Ya Zi-2” combat-powered armor; one of the high-energy cloud explosive bombs was aimed directly at it. If it wanted to escape, it would have to get out of the kill radius first.

Two small black dots raced toward the ground, spreading into a cloud of black smoke just fifty meters off the ground, covering a large area with high explosive burning agents.

At the moment the black cloud appeared, a few experienced armed personnel showed extreme fear, about to shout, but were silenced by a deafening boom and an overwhelming shockwave that forced their voices back down their throats.

An unparalleled wave of extreme heat rushed in, engulfing armed personnel and the recently captured combat-powered armor.

The ground seemed to be experiencing a minor earthquake, with countless stones and bodies hurled into the air.

Now, there were no screams left; the sudden inferno not only consumed most of the attacking force’s area but also illuminated half the sky. Inside the explosion zone, a distinct negative pressure emerged, sucking the oxygen out. Even survivors who hadn’t been killed or burned couldn’t escape suffocation from lack of oxygen.

Through the blazing flames, everyone caught a glimpse of a swept-back wings fighter jet soaring quickly across the sky, disappearing into the darkness of the night.

“A swept-back wings fighter jet?”

Squadron Leader Zhang Zhenyu covered his ears and gazed uncertainly at the unfamiliar yet oddly familiar aircraft in the sky, struggling to imagine that Lin Mo was piloting this jet.

Could it be another artifact obtained from somewhere? Squadron Leader Zhang Zhenyu considered that Lin Mo might have gotten hold of an advanced fighter jet through connections with Shenyang Aircraft Corporation or Chengdu Aircraft Industry Group. Just the sound of the powerful bombs falling from the sky made it clear that this aircraft was extraordinary.

As a special forces team member in the aircrew group, he was unaware that Lin Mo had designed and built a variable wings fighter jet that could switch freely between forward-swept and swept-back wings.

Given the brightness of the cloud explosive bomb’s flames, Lin Mo knew that the forward-swept wing design stood out too much. Before dropping the bombs, he switched to the swept-back wing configuration; even if someone saw, it would be enough to make the enemy guess that it was indeed the Chinese doing this.

Like the camouflage radar reflection signal module function that Lin Mo designed, disguise was a crucial indicator of a fighter jet’s battlefield survival skills. The aerial knights were knights in frontal dogfights and assassins in ambushes, both strong offensive units, where disguise capability was also a vital factor for victory.

In fact, most of the fourth squad’s soldiers were from ethnic minorities, often wearing civilian clothes during overseas missions, blending into local crowds so seamlessly that even locals could hardly tell them apart.

Though some of those soldiers had blonde hair and blue eyes, or deep-set eyes with hooked noses, they had three generations of ancestors who were purely Chinese nationals.

Within the raging cloud explosion, Lin Mo located the “Ya Zi-2” combat-powered armor using the Light Mirror Technique. Sure enough, it hadn’t escaped the coverage of the high-energy cloud explosive bomb, getting torn apart by the intense shockwave, twisted and mangled.

At the very least, it was certain that it had been destroyed.

The “monstrous” craft moved too quickly, and Squadron Leader Zhang Zhenyu’s reminder regarding the “Ya Zi-2” air defense system had no chance to play out.

To fulfill the final directive, Lin Mo had to take responsibility for both killing and burying the enemy, as Gauss electromagnetic shells poured out.

The humanoid combat-powered armor, even if damaged, was made of high-strength materials and could still resist light weaponry, but against the rapid-fire electromagnetic cannon shells, it fell short. Its limbs were crushed to pieces, and soon the central body, including the cockpit, met the same fate.

“Hmm?!”

Lin Mo exclaimed in surprise, focusing intently on a floating Light Mirror in front of him.

Inside the cockpit, it was completely empty; there was no one there?

Lin Mo certainly didn’t believe that the pilot had fled ahead of time because, before launching the first round of KD-88 air-to-ground missiles, he had already locked onto the target with a specialized light mirror, ensuring that no movement could escape his sights.