Chapter 635

Yet the professional ethics of a pilot kept him steady; the pilot controlled the console, making the entire helicopter continue its descent, preventing the fighter jets following from behind from forming a circle to surround them.

1629 cursed under his breath and transmitted orders to the others through the instruments.

"No matter what, we must stop the helicopter from landing. We are moving to surround them now! Also, station another fighter jet beneath the helicopter; let's see if they go up or come down!"

As soon as 1629's order appeared, a fighter jet quickly descended voluntarily, appearing exactly beneath Ning Chen's helicopter.

In this situation, if the helicopter forced a landing, it could only collide with the fighter jet beneath it, and the consequence would be mutual destruction.

The pilot struggled to control the helicopter, while Ning Chen secretly attempted to use the "Object Manipulation" skill.

At this moment, the distance to those fighter jets was neither far nor near, exactly reaching the boundary of the "Object Manipulation" skill Ning Chen was using.

Since that was the case, he could take the opportunity to secretly use Object Manipulation.

Ning Chen saw a fighter jet hiding just to his right through the window; if the helicopter broke out directly from the right, the danger would be minimal.

So Ning Chen immediately turned his head and said to the pilot, "Don't panic first; they have no ill intent. In a moment, you just break out directly from my right side; they are just greeting me."

Undoubtedly, Ning Chen lied again, but at this moment he had no way to tell the pilot the truth; otherwise, given the pilot's psychological tolerance, the plane might crash and kill everyone mid-flight.

The pilot stared straight ahead, his hands trembling from nervousness.

But Ning Chen's aura was simply too strong; after hearing Ning Chen's solemn guarantee, the pilot's heart involuntarily calmed down.

The people in the live stream naturally heard these words from Ning Chen; some thought Ning Chen was lying, while others thought what Ning Chen said was the truth, that the fighter jets following up were merely to say hello.

The comments were mostly different, and the true protagonist also began to feel nervous.

Ning Chen felt he could not use "Object Manipulation" to pull the helicopter on the right away within a certain range; he had never manipulated such a massive object before, but if he really succeeded...

Ning Chen thought halfway, then terminated this idea.

He began to concentrate his thoughts, closed his eyes, and carefully sensed the surrounding energy fluctuations.

Every use of "Object Manipulation" wasted a lot of Ning Chen's physical strength.

And in countless experiments, Ning Chen discovered.

If, before using the skill, he could utilize those fluctuating energies for himself, he could minimize physical strength consumption as much as possible.

After Ning Chen closed his eyes, the viewers in the live stream began to discuss heatedly.

They could not understand why Ning Chen chose to close his eyes at this moment; regardless of whether the five fighter jets behind were special effects or real, even if it was just to stir up popularity, Ning Chen absolutely should not be so calm right now.

The audience wanted exaggerated behavior and a lively atmosphere, not to see the streamer start dozing off halfway through the broadcast.

This made some viewers feel it was utterly boring, but another part of the audience felt Ning Chen must be keeping some trump card.

"The streamer closed his eyes; I guess the streamer is about to unleash his ultimate move!"

"What the hell? Did you come here to sleep? He actually closed his eyes?"

481. Carving a Path Through Blood

Undoubtedly, Ning Chen's action made the live stream boil; compared to those high-end skill displays, such an unexpected move was enough to attract attention.

The audience discussed heatedly, while Ning Chen carefully sensed the surrounding energy fluctuations, keenly noticing that the energy fluctuation on his right was the strongest.

This coincided exactly with his initial idea.

The reason Ning Chen chose to attack on the right was to break through the encirclement formed by the fighter jets.

Moreover, the pilot's seat was on the left; if one had to choose a fixed point to break out, then the right side was undoubtedly the best choice.

Ning Chen suddenly opened his eyes and calmly uttered a sentence.

"Follow my orders; I will tell you when to break out to the right."

The pilot pressed his lips tightly, his expression looking extremely serious, and nodded his head forcefully.

After saying this sentence, Ning Chen slowly raised his hand; his palm gripped a wisp of air, or as if gripping a mysterious and transparent thing.

The power of "Object Manipulation" condensed all of Ning Chen's strength into his hand, while his eyes looked at the fighter jet on the right, constantly manipulating it in his mind.

Ning Chen had only one goal; he wanted that plane to crash, thereby carving a path through blood.

But how easy was it to realize this idea?

Although Ning Chen had gained some mastery over Object Manipulation, he was still not proficient; if he could achieve true proficiency, this would certainly be a world-destroying skill.

And now, Ning Chen was attempting to use "Object Manipulation" to make an entire fighter jet crash downward.

The weight of a fighter jet was not light; if he truly used the manipulation skill, Ning Chen very likely could not bear this weight, resulting in the skill failing midway.

And yet, although Ning Chen had tried using the Object Manipulation skill to move heavy objects, the actual effect was not very ideal.

Although he could bear heavy objects, there was still an element of luck involved; success depended on the object's volume and weight; if the weight exceeded a certain threshold, no matter how much physical strength Ning Chen possessed, he still could not use Object Manipulation to lift it.

Unfortunately, Ning Chen had no time to test the threshold; this time he was gambling, gambling whether he could use "Object Manipulation" to carve a path through blood from this encirclement.

However, even if he could not use the "Object Manipulation" skill, Ning Chen also had a way to break through the heavy encirclement.

After Ning Chen used the skill, he felt his entire body's blood and qi surge into his right hand used to control the fighter jet; although his head felt dizzy in waves, this did not affect his use of the skill.

Most crucially, the skill had to achieve a fast, accurate, and ruthless effect; using the skill consumed physical strength immensely; if it failed once, there might be no chance to use the skill a second time.

So Ning Chen waved his hand in mid-air, his eyes staring tightly at the fighter jet surrounding him on the right.

His target was precise and clear; his sense of conviction and power exploded to the maximum at this moment.

The next second, the fighter jet began to wobble precariously.

The entire fighter jet swayed in the air, facing the danger of crashing at any moment.

That was fighter jet number 3429; the pilot inside was a novice; when he encountered this situation, was his first reaction that he had hit strong air currents?

But very quickly, the pilot rejected his own idea.

Flying in mid-air, encountering strong air currents was a very common thing, but air currents would only change the flight path of an object, not cause it to shake up and down like this.

Because this phenomenon was too bizarre, the pilot quickly reported to his superior.

"This is fighter jet 3429! I seem to have encountered something like air currents; there is a danger of crashing! There is a danger of crashing!"

When 3429 said this sentence, his voice trembled violently; on the fighter jet he was in, a strange shaking frequency appeared.

It was as if something was coercing it in mid-air; he could not control the balance of the fighter jet, and even forcibly interfering with the direction was impossible to complete.

Gradually, the static in 3629's radio grew louder, to the point where pilots in other fighter jets could not hear what 3629 was saying.

But those pilots saw clearly that the fighter jet where 3269 was located began to shake violently, as if an invisible giant hand in the sky were controlling that fighter jet.

There was imminent danger of a crash.

Not only 3269, but all the other pilots began to feel panic. Such an event was so rare in their flying careers that it had never occurred; to speak more mysteriously, this was simply a complete supernatural incident.

Ning Chen kept his eyes open, gradually feeling that he could no longer hold on.

There was no other reason; it was simply because "object manipulation" consumed too much physical strength. He was not merely controlling a small, light object, but a huge, overweight fighter jet.

Cold sweat began to appear on Ning Chen's face; his knuckles turned white, as if he were struggling.

His eyes were nearly mad, with a faint redness beginning to show in his gaze; such an expression was indeed very terrifying.

So much so that when the pilot turned his head to look at Ning Chen, he was startled by the expression on Ning Chen's face at that moment.

The pilot thought Ning Chen's physical condition had gone wrong; he was just about to speak and ask when he saw the fighter jet on Ning Chen's right suddenly plunge straight down.

This was truly a very rare scene.

A fighter jet possessing the highest defense mechanisms actually lost control in mid-air; its tail fin seemed to stop rotating completely, suddenly freezing, so that the entire fighter jet lost a device for maintaining flight.

3629 manipulated the control panel on the fighter jet as if he were mad, but what made him despair was that no matter whether he activated the escape device or tried to restore the tail fin's rotation, it was of no use.

The entire operating system seemed to have malfunctioned, held hostage by an unnatural force; all the buttons lost their original capabilities, so that the fighter jet completely lost the ability to maintain flight.

The fighter jet was as if something in the high sky were pressing it down hard, suddenly plummeting directly from mid-air.

3269's crash caught everyone in the Gulf Family completely off guard. They watched helplessly as fighter jet number 3269 fell from mid-air; five seconds later, an extremely violent explosion sounded on the ground.

The explosion did not affect anyone, but the people of the Gulf Family began to doubt themselves.

482. A crushing victory

The fighter jets produced by the Gulf Family, though not necessarily top-tier worldwide, possessed a crushing difference compared to ordinary helicopters.

Such fighter jets, generally used for air raids, naturally required maximum speed and hardware, and had undergone thousands of tests; how could problems arise in mid-air?

So all the pilots within the Gulf Family began to discuss the matter.

"This matter is simply too eerie; I absolutely do not believe our aircraft would have an accident in mid-air due to irresistible forces!"

"What irresistible forces? Didn't you see? It must be that Ning Chen tampered with something again; otherwise, based on the quality of our fighter jets, how could such a low-level problem occur?"

As soon as this sentence came out, the other people of the Gulf Family could not help but refute it.

"I ask you, Ning Chen is so far from us; how could he tamper with anything? Anyway, I think there must be a problem with this batch of fighter jets!"

As soon as this sentence came out, the person who had just said Ning Chen tampered with things immediately became dissatisfied.

"Do you believe so much that that brat Ning Chen is a good-for-nothing? He can take on an entire mercenary battalion alone; even if he destroyed one of our planes, I would not think it an impossible thing!"

Seeing that they were about to start quarreling, 1629 frowned and immediately spoke out to stop them from continuing to argue.