Ultraman: It turns out this is the easy mode.

Cui Ming sped towards the crash site of the Crowman's spaceship, his light energy slowly receding as he coldly surveyed the billowing dust ahead. He was fully prepared; this battle against the Crowman was not a simple expulsion from the start, but a complete annihilation!
That's right, it's an annihilation war! Cui Ming felt no sympathy whatsoever for these invaders who coveted Earth and attempted to abduct humans as slaves. Their very existence was a threat to Earth, and only by completely eradicating them could the problem be eliminated forever.

Moreover... Cui Ming's gaze slowly turned to Daigo, who was approaching from not far away, his tone calm but carrying an unquestionable command.

"Instructor? What's wrong?" Daigo quickly walked to Cui Ming's side, stopped, and subconsciously straightened his back, his tone respectful. He could sense the heavy aura surrounding Cui Ming and vaguely guessed that something big was about to happen.

"Daigo, you'll be working with me." Cui Ming got straight to the point, without any unnecessary preamble. He knew Daigo's strength and potential, and bringing him along in this annihilation operation would not only provide him with practical experience but also offer him additional assistance.

"Uh, yes!" Daigo nodded without hesitation, without asking why. Although he was not yet clear about Cui Ming's specific battle plan, his long-standing trust made him choose to obey absolutely—he would do whatever Cui Ming said.

Shinjo, who was not far away, saw this scene. His eyes were full of undisguised envy. His gaze lingered on Daigo for a moment, then unconsciously drifted towards the direction where Choi Myung's personal Yukikaze fighter jet was parked.

"Daigo is going to ride the Yukikaze... How wonderful..." Shinjo murmured, his voice full of longing. His love for the Yukikaze was no secret; the performance and handling of that fighter jet were something he had always dreamed of, and every time he saw it from afar, he couldn't help but feel a pang of longing.

Unfortunately, Cui Ming treated the Yukikaze like a precious gem, guarding it extremely closely and never allowing anyone else to touch it. This "ban" was especially strict on him and Daigo. Although Cui Ming often praised them as the team's true ace, their strength beyond doubt, the two always possessed some inexplicable and mysterious constitution, prone to unexpected situations. In order to protect the Yukikaze from damage, Cui Ming had no choice but to harden his heart and keep the two away from his beloved fighter jet as much as possible.

"Don't be envious, Daigo's plane crash is actually one of the few... You..." Horii Masami leaned closer to Shinjo, his tone carrying a hint of objective teasing, but before he could finish speaking, Shinjo interrupted him.

"..." The envy on Shinjo's face vanished instantly, replaced by a meaningful smile. Without a word, he reached out and pinched Horii Masami's face, gently shaking it, his tone full of "kindness".

"You're such a good person~" The tone was drawn out slightly, ostensibly a compliment, but actually containing a hint of "threat".

Horii Masami frowned subconsciously as he was pinched, but still stubbornly argued, "I'm telling the truth." What he said was true; Shinjo's number of plane crashes was indeed among the highest in the team, and this mysterious constitution made Cui Ming particularly worried.

Hearing the bickering between the two behind him, Cui Ming didn't turn around. He simply raised his chin at Daigo and said, "Let's go to the Yukikaze." As soon as he finished speaking, he took the lead and walked towards the fighter jet docking point. His fighting spirit had already quietly risen—a purge against the Crow People was about to begin.

Cui Ming was the first to board the Yukikaze fighter jet, skillfully taking his cockpit position. His fingertips rapidly tapped the control panel, initiating the aircraft's warm-up program. The dark blue instrument panel illuminated the cockpit with exceptional clarity, and various data points rapidly fluctuated, confirming that the fighter jet was in optimal combat condition.

Daigo followed closely behind and got into the back seat. After fastening his seatbelt, he was about to ask about the specific combat plan when Choi Myung, in the driver's seat, spoke first, his tone as calm as if he were stating something trivial.

"Remember one thing later."

Daigo immediately composed himself, straightened his back, and replied in a deep voice, "Yes!" He held his breath, thinking that Cui was about to explain the key points of the battle, and kept his eyes fixed on the back of the seat in front of him, not daring to relax for a moment.

However, Cui Ming's next words stunned Daigo instantly. "Transform immediately. If something happens to the Yukikaze, I'll bury you." There was no hint of a joke in his words; they carried Cui Ming's unique toughness and unyielding authority, as if the safety of the Yukikaze was far more important than anything else.

A brief silence fell over the cockpit. The solemnity on Daigo's face gradually faded, replaced by a faint sadness, and the corner of his mouth twitched involuntarily.

"No way, Instructor! Don't do this!" Daigo mentally ranted, utterly exasperated. He knew how much Cui Ming treasured the Yukikaze, but there was no need to be so absolute, was there? That one sentence, "I'll bury you," left him completely flustered.

What's more, it would be fine if there were other people around, but there were only the two of them in the cockpit at the moment. This straightforward, almost threatening, instruction made him extremely embarrassed, and his cheeks even felt slightly hot. He wanted to retort, but he knew that Cui Ming meant what he said, so in the end he could only swallow his words and nod silently, even his voice carrying a hint of grievance: "I understand, Instructor."

Cui Ming seemed oblivious to Daigo's complex emotions in the back seat. After confirming that all the fighter's data was normal, he slowly steered the Yukikaze into the air. The fighter shot off like an arrow towards the area where the Crowman's ship had crashed, its engines emitting a deep and powerful roar, foreshadowing an impending tough battle.

The Yukikaze sped through the clouds, arriving moments later above the crash site of the Crowman spaceship. Cui Ming slowly lowered the altitude, and Daigo in the back seat leaned out to look down. The sight before them momentarily stunned them both—the ground was already engulfed in a blazing inferno, and countless EDF anti-aircraft vehicles were lined up in formation, their cannons aimed at the smoke and dust from the crashed Crowman spaceship, unleashing their firepower without reservation.

A barrage of artillery fire rained down like a torrential downpour, the deafening roar shattering the ground and sending rubble and dust flying everywhere. Cui Ming's hand, gripping the control lever, paused slightly, a hint of emotion flashing in his eyes, his tone full of approval and satisfaction.

"EDF's firepower has finally been fully unleashed," he said softly, recalling how EDF had always hesitated and been reluctant to unleash their full firepower in previous battles against alien invaders, resulting in extremely frustrating combat. "We weren't getting any real satisfaction before! This is the true firepower of EDF!"

A cold glint flashed in Cui Ming's eyes, and a ruthless smile curled at the corner of his mouth: "Let those damned cosmic bumpkins understand what cruelty is! What is the way Earth treats its guests!" For these invaders who covet Earth, only the most intense firepower can make them truly recognize reality.

Incidentally, this scene was actually particularly terrifying for the air force. The Yukikaze circled high in the sky, and Daigo, looking at the impenetrable barrage below, subconsciously frowned—if he were piloting a fighter jet making a low-altitude incursion, he wouldn't find any opening to dodge. Why? The answer was obvious. Because the entire area where the Crowmen had crashed was now completely filled with EDF fire! There were no blind spots, no gaps, only endless barrage; even a bird would find it difficult to survive in such a firestorm.

EDF's anti-aircraft vehicles are designed for extreme firepower coverage, not for precise strikes against individual targets, but to use dense artillery fire to blockade the entire area, forcing out and blasting all the Crowmen hidden in the smoke and dust. Even more astonishing is the sheer number of anti-aircraft vehicles on site, stretching as far as the eye can see, as if the entire EDF anti-aircraft force had been assembled here, with wave after wave of artillery fire that never ceased.

On a nearby hilltop, the TPC members were also watching this spectacle of firepower. Yoshioka, standing at the forefront, was completely dumbfounded, and instinctively uttered a curse: "Holy shit!"

He stared blankly at the hellish scene of firepower below, his mind a complete blank. It took him a long time to recover, leaving him only with endless shock and realization. "Now I understand that I was the conservative one all along."

In the past, he always felt that the EDF acted too aggressively, advocating for all-out firepower at the drop of a hat, while he preferred to deploy cautiously and leave room for maneuver. But now, looking at this overwhelming firepower, he realized that, facing these unscrupulous alien invaders, perhaps only such a disregard for cost in firepower output was the most direct and effective way.

Looking at the battle below, Cui Ming slowly adjusted the position of the Yukikaze and said to Daigo in the back seat, "Get ready. Once the EDF's firepower subsides, we'll go down and clear the area." He wanted to ensure that no Crowman would survive this barrage of fire.

Daigo nodded immediately, gripping his weapon tightly, his eyes resolute: "Understood, Instructor!" Although the artillery fire below was fierce, he knew that there would always be some survivors who needed to be dealt with personally. This annihilation battle was far from over.

The EDF anti-aircraft vehicles continued their relentless fire, with dense energy beams and munitions still weaving a web across the impact zone. Meanwhile, outside the atmosphere, another group of Ravenfolk ships were accelerating towards the edge, attempting to break through the defenses and rendezvous with the vanguard to continue their plundering plan.

Using the clouds as cover, they cautiously penetrated the atmosphere, hoping to evade interception by defense satellites and land to begin their operations. But as soon as they broke through the clouds, before they could even see the situation on the ground, they were instantly engulfed by a barrage of artillery fire from below.

Blazing flames and deafening explosions filled the airspace. The Ravenmen's ships, like withered leaves thrown into a sea of ​​fire, disintegrated one after another under the intense barrage of fire. Fragments, billowing smoke, fell to the ground, offering no chance of resistance whatsoever.

Inside one of the remaining Crowman ships, the leader's kin was hysterically roaring into the communicator, his voice filled with anxiety and anger: "What the hell is the first team doing?! Why is the firepower here so intense?!" He couldn't understand why Earth's defenses were still so strong when the vanguard had already cleared the way.

From the other spaceship's communication channel came frantic cries for help, filled with extreme fear, broken and intermittent: "Help! Help!!! We've suffered a devastating attack, all our shields are destroyed... Please!!!"

The distress call abruptly ended, leaving only the crackling of static from the communicator. The ship that had sent the distress signal had been reduced to dust in the barrage. The remaining Raven ships were gripped by extreme panic, attempting to turn and escape, but they were already locked onto by EDF fire, beams of light raining down upon them, shooting them down one by one.

Within minutes, most of the Crowmen's ships that were trying to enter the country were destroyed without even touching the ground.

Of course, the scale of the Arakkoa invasion far exceeded expectations, with a massive number of ships deployed. Even with the EDF's dense artillery fire and tight defenses, a few ships inevitably managed to slip through the barrage, taking advantage of the smoke and dust from the explosions of their brethren being annihilated.

However, these lucky escapees of the Crowmen could not escape the misfortune that followed. After all, as soon as they passed through the fire blockade, they were shocked to find that the main force of the EDF had already arrived on the battlefield.

On the ground, more anti-aircraft vehicles and armored vehicles were lined up in neat formation, rapidly advancing towards the landing point of the escaped ships. In the air, formations of armed helicopters circled, forming a three-dimensional encirclement and suppression array, firmly locking onto the Crowman ships that attempted to scatter and escape. The already dense firepower became even more impenetrable with the addition of the main force, giving the escaped ships no chance to breathe.

What made the Crow people even more desperate was that something else was happening that could turn the tide of the battle—Daigo had already taken the lead in making his move.

The Yukikaze landed smoothly in the safe zone. Daigo quickly unbuckled his seatbelt and jumped out of the cabin. A dazzling light instantly enveloped him, and his figure rapidly expanded and transformed. Moments later, a giant figure, interwoven with silver and purple, stood on the battlefield—it was Ultraman Tiga.

The moment Tiga landed, he rushed towards the nearest Crowman spaceship that was attempting to land. With a powerful effort, he gripped the edge of the spaceship's hull and, using his immense strength, tore it apart. The thick outer shell of the spaceship was ripped apart like paper, and the Crowman soldiers inside had no time to react, exposing them to the artillery fire and Tiga's onslaught.

After taking down the first spaceship, Tiga didn't stop for a moment. In a flash, he sped towards his next target. He no longer limited himself to simple attacks, but instead used lightning speed to actively dismantle the spaceship, cutting off the Crow People's possibility of abducting humans at its source. Every punch and kick was accompanied by the disintegration of the spaceship and the Crow People's screams of agony.

The Crowmen have a weakness: they can't grow to gigantic size!

Spaceships were their only means of dealing with the enormous enemy.

But
Ultraman Tiga doesn't care!
You guys don't even have any hostages! Why should I be gentle with you?
And
Unbeknownst to the Crowmen, an even more ruthless force had been lying in wait for them all along.
Seven (End of Chapter)