Chapter 672: Saved
Translator: Timothy_ Editor: GlobeGlotter
“Start the second part of the plan,” Wales commanded. “Have the fleet press forward, send five groups of fighter jets to bomb Luo Yue, and have the ground forces begin the feint.”
Wales knew that after the attack, Luo Yue wouldn’t have many missiles left. No one would guess he was sacrificing those fighter jets for Luo Yue to shoot down. Even if they did guess, he wouldn't admit it. His strategy was a financial war of attrition. One hundred dead pilots meant nothing. He knew that without sacrifices, taking Luo Yue, even after it ran out of missiles, would be difficult. However, the cost—one F-22, an elite pilot, and five groups of fighter jets, totaling about one hundred jets—only Wales would dare incur such heavy losses.
His immediate concern was Luo Yue’s defense: more missiles, or their own jets? He didn't have to wait long for the answer. Luo Yue seemed to have limited missiles, sending out a similar number of jets.
In terms of equipment and pilot skill, though, Luo Yue was inferior. Luo Yue’s jets, S-35s from Russia, were far inferior to the Union Army’s F-22s. The F-22 could perform a 180-degree turn and had an infrared scanner, not just simple heat-seeking.
However, the S-35's inferiority was under normal circumstances. Above Luo Yue, a powerful interference machine rendered the F-22s' radars useless. The Union’s anti-interference machines were also ineffective.
Luo Yue had modified the S-35s. In the aerial battle, they didn't even need the interference machine. Every missile they fired hit a Union jet. Those that tried to escape were shot down by the missile system.
Soon, the five groups of jets were annihilated, while Luo Yue lost only four jets. Wales’ face remained calm. He’d achieved his goal; Luo Yue’s missiles were nearly depleted. Without Luo Yue’s defensive system, he wouldn’t have dared send those fighter jets.
Simultaneously, the Union Army at Xi Tan Valley attacked. However, Xi Tan Valley was easily defended and hard to attack. The Union Army lacked air support, so despite Luo Yue’s troops being at a disadvantage, the Union Army struggled to breach their defenses.
“General Wales, I think we can launch a full-scale attack now,” Advisor Fela said, seeing how Luo Yue’s jets had fought. Their plan had succeeded.
“Wait a bit longer,” Wales waved his hand. As long as Luo Yue had no missiles left, they’d be easy targets. No need to rush.
Wales believed Luo Yue’s confidence stemmed from their strong defensive system and interference machine. But that required enough missiles to counter his tactics. He was spending money to defeat Luo Yue. Even auto-piloted planes and ships were costly, even with the cheapest engines.
Moreover, even if Luo Yue understood his plan, there was nothing they could do.
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Ye Mo awoke with a jolt. He’d been so engrossed in expanding his meridians that he’d lost track of time and place. He realized the glacier he was on had melted to ten meters in diameter and was about to disappear, leaving him without a place to recover. This was frustrating.
Nevertheless, Ye Mo wasn’t dejected. He knew he’d experienced a stroke of luck surpassing any spirit stones or herbs. In a few days, his meridians would be fully repaired. With his newly repaired meridians, he would be a cultivation genius, sought after by all sects. He possessed remarkably broad and tough meridians before even reaching the Foundation Establishment state. With sufficient resources, his cultivation path would be smooth.
Joyful, Ye Mo climbed to the top of the glacier and howled, even more excited than when he flew on his flying sword. He used a cleansing spell, changed into clean clothes, and planned to find another glacier to recover on. Once he did, he would re-forge his flying sword and return to Luo Ying and Ning Qingxue for their wedding.
Two days later, as the glacier was about to disappear, Ye Mo found not a glacier, but a ship.
Seeing the ship, Ye Mo considered running on water, but thought better of it. People would surely record such a feat. He couldn’t be seen. If his enemy knew he survived, they might hide, making revenge difficult.
He quickly donned his large beard disguise. As he prepared to turn invisible and board the ship, the ship slowed, and a jet ski approached.
Two men, Ross and David, were aboard. After asking where he was, Ye Mo learned they were in the Pacific. He’d drifted from the North Pole to the Pacific! Luckily, the ship was traveling from Canada to Hong Kong, and the two men spoke Chinese.
Knowing his appearance was suspicious, before they could ask, he gave each man $50,000 USD, claiming to be an adventurer who’d circled the Pacific, crashed onto coral, and survived by finding a nearby glacier. He gave them money to find him lodging and speak for him.
When Ye Mo was brought aboard, police questioned him, but the two men handled it. Ye Mo pretended not to understand English.
“Mr. Mo, we’ll find you a place to stay,” Ross said. “David will take you to dinner. It’s a long trip to Hong Kong, but we hope you have a pleasant journey.”
Ye Mo gave Ross another $50,000 USD for a quiet, nice room, offering more if needed.
“It’s enough!” Ross sighed. He’d saved a wealthy man.
Ye Mo didn’t give more money, not wanting to arouse suspicion.
David took Ye Mo to the dining hall. Ye Mo relaxed, enjoying a good meal after months of eating wheat. He ordered steak and vegetables, finding a quiet corner. He thought, ‘Once I recover and remake my flying sword, I’ll investigate the one who ambushed me. Whoever it was, they must die!’