The Witcher: The Journey to Transcendence from Marvel.

Chapter 528 Sea

On the Islamic coalition's position, rows of rocket launchers were arranged in an orderly manner.

The commander's excited shout of "Fire!" pierced the night sky.

The rockets were like beasts breaking free from their cages, carrying with them blazing flames and whistling winds, rushing towards the Israeli capital.

Their tail flames drew bright and eye-catching trails in the dark night sky, like angry fire snakes, rushing towards their targets with bared fangs and claws.

Israel's radar system quickly captured the anomaly.

In an instant, shrill alarms rang out wildly in the military command center, and the sharp sound made people's eardrums hurt.

The soldiers were instantly thrown into disarray, frantically operating various equipment, staring at the densely packed light spots on the screen without blinking. Their faces were filled with fear and tension, and beads of sweat the size of beans kept rolling down their foreheads.

The Israeli army's defense system was activated urgently, and interceptor missiles took off one after another, drawing arcs in the air, trying to build an indestructible line of defense to keep the incoming rockets out.

However, the number of rockets launched by the Iranian coalition forces was too large. They were like a surging tide, one wave after another, continuously coming.

Under such fierce attacks, the Israeli army's defense system seemed to be unable to cope with the situation and gradually became stretched to its limits, making it impossible to intercept all the rockets.

Rockets fell on the Israeli capital like dense raindrops.

Violent explosions rang out one after another, mushroom clouds rose into the sky, and flames instantly illuminated the entire night sky, as if day had arrived.

The streets were shattered by the impact of the explosion, and the once flat and solid asphalt road was now covered with huge and hideous craters;
The houses collapsed under the powerful impact, and bricks and rubble flew everywhere.

Countless families lost their warm homes in this sudden disaster, and people's lives were ruthlessly destroyed by the storm of war in an instant.

The cries and calls for help intertwined into a tragic melody, and the entire city fell into an abyss of chaos and despair.

"Fight back, fight back quickly!!"

The Israeli military commander roared at the top of his lungs in the command center.

After receiving the order, the Israeli army quickly launched a counterattack. Missile launchers and artillery positions took up their positions, and missiles and artillery shells roared into the sky with a rage for revenge.

Before these missiles and artillery shells could fly out of Israel's borders, they suddenly lost control as if they were under a spell.

They were like kites with broken strings, swaying in the air, losing their direction, and finally falling into their own territory.

Violent explosions continued to sound in Israel, raising billowing smoke and dust.

"what happened!!"

The commander roared angrily, his voice trembling with an undisguised tremor, and he was obviously overwhelmed by this sudden turn of events.

"have no idea!!!"

The technicians also looked confused. They were anxious and frantically checked various equipment. Their foreheads were covered with dense beads of sweat, but no matter how hard they tried, they could not find the cause of the failure.

If only individual missiles had problems, it might be attributed to accidents, but at this moment all the missiles failed, which obviously could not be explained by a simple equipment failure.

"Stop firing immediately."

After several consecutive launch failures, the commander gritted his teeth and gave this order helplessly.

The Israeli army was forced to stop firing missiles and was instantly caught in the difficult dilemma of being on the defensive.

Rockets continued to fall in the city, causing increasing damage and making the situation increasingly critical.

"Let the US military help!" The commander gritted his teeth and uttered his last hope. As soon as the US fleet in the Arabian Sea received the request for help from Israel, it took action.

On the warship, the urgent alarm sounded like a sharp arrow, piercing the air.

The soldiers in neat uniforms, with solemn expressions and hurried steps, shuttled quickly through the narrow passages, each rushing towards their designated posts.

Their fleet commander stood on the command platform and issued orders in an orderly manner. His voice was clearly transmitted to every corner of the fleet through the communication equipment.

As the low roar of the engines gradually grew louder, the fleet, which had been quietly anchored on the sea, broke through the waves and moved forward.

On the deck, the pilots were already ready.

At first, the surface of the Arabian Sea was like a calm mirror. The breeze blew gently, creating layers of tiny ripples on the sea surface. Everything seemed so peaceful and harmonious.

However, this calm did not last long. After a while, the conditions on the sea surface quietly changed and waves began to arise.

The sea water, which was originally just rippling slightly, became turbulent in the blink of an eye, and the waves rolled and hit the ship fiercely.

At first, the battle-hardened American soldiers did not take the wind and waves too seriously. After all, the fleet they were on was battle-hardened and had always been able to deal with general bad weather conditions with ease thanks to their strong strength and rich experience.

But the development of the situation far exceeded their expectations.

Not only did the wind and waves show no signs of weakening, but they became more fierce and powerful.

Soon, a huge vortex formed quietly in the center of the fleet without any warning.

This whirlpool was like a terrifying beast that had been lurking in the deep sea for a long time, suddenly opening its bloody mouth.

The sea water in the center of the vortex was spinning rapidly at an extremely fast speed, forming a huge funnel shape. The surrounding ships were pulled by a powerful suction force, swaying in the waves and could be sucked into the bottomless vortex at any time.

"Push on the horsepower and rush out!"

The fleet commander shouted at the top of his lungs in the command room, veins bulging on his forehead.

When the crew heard the order, they immediately responded with all their strength. The engines started to turn frantically, making a deafening roar. The ship struggled with all its might, trying to break free from the devilish bondage of the whirlpool.

"It's already at maximum horsepower!"

The crew member in charge of the power system was sweating profusely, with beads of sweat rolling down his cheeks. There was a hint of despair in his voice. It was obvious that they had tried their best in the face of such a powerful natural force.

"How could there be such a large vortex here? It doesn't make sense at all."

An officer looked at the terrifying scene outside the window and couldn't help muttering to himself, his face full of shock and confusion.

However, the reality is so cruel and unquestionable.

The vortex rotates faster and faster, and the suction it generates becomes stronger and stronger.

In the face of this powerful and almost terrifying force, those small battleships were as fragile as toys in children's hands and were easily torn to pieces.

Fragments of the ship's hull were like flying snowflakes, splashing everywhere and floating on the sea.

The aircraft carrier that the United States is proud of is now creaking under the ravages of the vortex, and the hull is shaking violently, like a giant that is tottering in the wind and may be completely swallowed by this terrifying vortex at any time.

The crew members on the aircraft carrier were staggering and unable to stand steadily. Some items fell from the shelves and shattered. The entire aircraft carrier was in chaos, with panicked shouts and the sound of objects colliding everywhere.

(End of this chapter)