I started by watching videos, and I chose 10,000 combat power.

Night fell.

Luo Fei hovered high in the air at the last coordinate.

All terrorist organizations have been completely eradicated.

From Black Hawk Down to Holy War, from Desert Tiger to God's Arrow...

Those "terrorist organizations" that were secretly supported by the United States and used as scapegoats have now all been reduced to ruins.

Luo Fei put away the satellite phone, looked up, and gazed at the distant night sky.

That's the direction where the two aircraft carrier strike groups of the United States are located.

Without hesitation, he flew in that direction.

A few minutes later.

A sea area with flashing lights appeared ahead.

Two aircraft carriers and more than a dozen escort ships.

They formed a battle formation on the sea.

Lights twinkled, radars spun, soldiers moved about—everything seemed normal.

No one noticed that a figure was approaching in the night sky.

Luo Fei hovered tens of thousands of meters above the fleet, looking down at the points of light below.

Those beings represent the strongest naval power on Earth.

He raised his hands.

The energy within the body began to converge in the palms, and two white lights simultaneously lit up in the palms, almost instantly swelling into two light spheres the size of clay pots.

Luo Fei looked down at the fleet below.

Like meteors breaking free from their restraints, the two orbs of light plummeted toward the sea, trailing long, fiery tails.

But this was just the beginning. The moment the light orbs left his palm, Luo Fei's internal energy surged again, and one after another, light orbs flew out from his palm, densely packed and overwhelming, like a sudden rain of light pouring down on the aircraft carrier fleet below.

On the aircraft carrier fleet.

Two soldiers were standing on the deck smoking.

One of them looked up at the night sky.

Then he froze.

"What is that..." he muttered to himself, the cigarette slipping silently from his hand.

In the night sky, countless points of light, trailing trails of flame, emerged from the clouds, so numerous and densely packed that it seemed as if the entire Milky Way had been poured down.

He rubbed his eyes hard, wondering if he was hallucinating from continuous duty.

But those points of light grew brighter and closer.

Another soldier next to him also looked up.

"Oh my god, a meteor shower?"

"Wardfa, no, the meteor shower isn't that dense. And it looks like they're heading this way!"

Their expressions changed simultaneously, and they scrambled towards the bridge, shouting, "Alarm! Sound the alarm! Something's falling from the sky!"

Inside the bridge, the duty officer stared at the radar screen with a furrowed brow.

Hearing Jack's shout, he looked up impatiently: "What's the panic?" When he looked out the window in the direction the soldier was pointing, his pupils suddenly contracted.

In the night sky, countless points of light are falling, trailing long tails, like a grand meteor shower.

But where those meteors landed...

"Alarm! Sound the alarm!"

A sharp alarm instantly blared throughout the entire fleet, and all ships simultaneously went into emergency mode.

The soldiers rushed out of their various compartments, looking around blankly.

The officers were shouting frantically into their walkie-talkies.

"Unidentified object is approaching! All units prepare for impact!"

"Target unidentified! Unable to intercept!"

"Too fast! We're too late!"

In the command center, General Mike was reading a report.

He frowned upon hearing the alarm.

"What happened?"

A communications soldier turned his head, his face pale.

"General, a large number of unidentified objects have been detected approaching! They are moving at extremely high speed! Impact is expected in... in ten seconds!"

General Mike was stunned.

"Unidentified object? What is it?"

The communications soldier shook his head.

"Unidentified! Not a missile! Not an airplane! It looks like a meteorite!"

"A meteor shower! It's heading straight for our location!"

General Mike's pupils contracted instantly.

A meteorite shower? How is that possible?

He rushed to the window and looked up at the night sky.

Then he saw it.

Countless points of light are falling.

Overwhelming.

The night sky was illuminated by the two enormous aircraft carriers and the faces of the terrified soldiers.

His lips moved as if he wanted to give an order, but it was too late.

The first ball of light landed on the deck of an aircraft carrier.

boom!!!

A deafening explosion rang out, and a huge fireball shot into the air. In an instant, a huge hole tens of meters in diameter was blasted into the deck. The carrier-based aircraft parked on the deck were blown away by the blast wave, tumbling in the air like toys, and then crashing heavily into the sea.

Nearby soldiers were thrown into the air by the shockwave.

Immediately afterwards, orbs of light rained down one after another. Some landed on the aircraft carrier's deck, shattering the flight deck; some struck the island superstructure, instantly obliterating the command tower; some landed on destroyers and cruisers, triggering a chain of explosions; and others crashed into the sea, creating giant waves tens of meters high that capsized nearby small vessels.

Boom boom boom!

The explosions were so frequent they sounded like firecrackers.

The entire sea area instantly turned into a sea of ​​fire, and the raging flames illuminated the night sky.

Those steel behemoths, which were touted as "unsinkable," trembled violently under the barrage of light bullets. Their decks were blasted through layer by layer, their ammunition depots were detonated, and they triggered even more violent secondary explosions.

A destroyer was blown in two, its hull sinking rapidly as seawater flooded into the cabins; a cruiser burst into flames, its hull listing rapidly before losing power; even a nuclear submarine was not spared, a ball of light piercing the seawater and striking the submarine's conning tower with pinpoint accuracy, a muffled explosion echoing from underwater, a massive whirlpool rising on the surface that swept up the surrounding wreckage and corpses.

Screams, explosions, alarms, and the sound of waves mingled together.

Some soldiers were burned alive, some were torn apart by the blast wave, and some jumped into the icy seawater and swam desperately to get out of the way. But many more didn't even have time to scream before they sank to the bottom of the cold sea along with the broken ship.

General Mike stood in the command room, looking out through the porthole shattered by the shockwave at the hellish scene on earth. His face was filled with shock, and his lips trembled slightly.

He couldn't understand why this was happening. The Dragon Kingdom's fleet had clearly returned; was this their retaliation? But how could this be…?

The Dragon Kingdom is thousands of kilometers away from here. Their aircraft carrier fleet has already returned to port, and no missile launches were detected.

What are these...?

No one could answer him.

The last ball of light landed on his head.

boom!!!

The command center was instantly engulfed by white light.

Far away in the United States, on its own soil.

The five Pentagons.

Emergency Communications Center.

A communications soldier is on duty.

Suddenly, a series of red alerts appeared on the screen.

He glanced at it, his expression changed drastically, and he abruptly stood up to report.

"Sir! Something terrible has happened! The Second and Third Fleets have both lost contact! All communication channels have been cut off!"

An officer strode over.

"Lost contact? What does that mean? Is it a communication failure?"

The communications soldier pointed at the screen.

"All communication channels have been cut off! The last message we received was..."

He paused, his voice trembling.

"It was the soldiers screaming that they were about to be hit by a large number of meteorites, and then nothing happened."

The officer's face turned deathly pale.

He picked up the phone and dialed his superior.

"Report! The second and third carrier strike groups have simultaneously lost contact! Suspected to have been struck by a large meteorite!"

There was a long silence on the other end of the phone, then a trembling voice came through.

"Say it again?"

A few hours later.

The destroyer, ordered to follow the Chinese aircraft carrier fleet, sailed into that area of ​​water.

The captain stood on the bridge, trembling as he looked at the scene before him.

The sea was littered with wreckage: broken ship hulls, floating corpses, and burning oil slicks.

And those once majestic aircraft carriers are now just a few twisted pieces of steel, lying half-submerged and half-floating on the sea.

Not a single ship was intact, and not a single person was alive.

The captain stood there blankly for a long time before finally speaking.

"Report to headquarters..."

"The Second and Third Fleets, except for ours, were completely wiped out."

"Not a single one survived."

When the news reached the Pentagon, the entire building fell into a deathly silence.

The president urgently convened a meeting of the National Security Council, and intelligence agencies worked overtime to analyze satellite images and all possible leads.

The movements in the Dragon Kingdom were also repeatedly confirmed.

At last.

The conclusion is in.

Our own destroyers can testify that the Chinese aircraft carrier group did not launch any attacks.

No missiles were detected being launched within the territory of China.

No country or organization has claimed responsibility for this.

All the evidence points to the same possibility.

It really was a meteorite, an extremely rare meteorite cluster that head-on collided with the fleet.

Standing under the flashing lights, facing the cameras of media worldwide, the Pentagon spokesperson, trying to appear calm, announced the investigation results: "After a comprehensive and meticulous investigation, we have confirmed that the sinking of the Second and Third Fleets was caused by a rare head-on impact from a cluster of meteorites. This was an unfortunate natural disaster, and there was no human involvement whatsoever."

The reporters in the audience exchanged bewildered glances, and one couldn't help but raise his hand to ask, "Mr. Spokesperson, what is the probability that a meteor shower would precisely collide with two aircraft carrier strike groups?"

The spokesperson paused for a second, then said in a somewhat hoarse voice, "The probability is extremely low. But it does exist."

He paused, as if using all his strength, and added, "Perhaps this is fate."

After the press conference, the news quickly spread throughout the entire planet Earth.

Governments around the world reacted in different ways, with shock, doubt, silence and a mix of emotions.

No one truly believes this is an arrangement of "fate," yet no one can find any evidence to refute it.

Dragon Kingdom, Kyoto.

Qin Zhenhua stood by the window, looking at the night outside.

His phone rang.

"Feed?"

Luo Fei's voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Director Qin, I'm back."

Qin Zhenhua was silent for a moment, then he asked.

"Those meteorites...were your doing?"

Luo Fei did not answer.

That's just a statement.

"The aircraft carrier group can safely return home. Those terrorist organizations have been dealt with. You can decide when to issue the announcement."

Qin Zhenhua took a deep breath.

He wanted to say something, but in the end he only said...

"It's good that you're back."