I Can Destroy Planets with My Psychokinesis-Chapter 437. Mozambique Shooting Technique

"Crafty bitch, finally found you."

In the command center, Admiral Levin stared intently at the big screen, his gaze cold as a lizard’s.

On the screen, Jessica’s aerial photos were scrolling, captured by spy satellites.

The young girl, protected by puppets, hid in the vast jungles on the West Coast of Magic Country, making her as hard to find as a needle in a haystack.

Yet, the Star Alliance Country had mobilized 30 spy satellites for uninterrupted detection and had tenaciously found her.

Admiral Levin, clicking her high heels, walked to the center of the command center and shouted to the officers present,

"Crow Operation has officially started, find the bitch and control her."

The name of the operation was a bit odd, one officer operating communications equipment said,

"Commander, Crow Team is in position and connecting to the screen."

On the command center’s LED big screen, an image immediately appeared, showing a Delta Special Team.

There were only ten people, carrying only light weapons and stun guns, encircling three civilians securely in the middle.

The three civilians, two adults and one child, appeared to be a family—parents and their son—and bore a resemblance to Jessica.

Jessica had family... the Star Alliance Country was indeed targeting her through her affections.

And "Crow Operation" was derived from the proverb of the crow feeding its parents.

Admiral Levin was pleased with the name she had chosen, firm in her belief that the bitch would surrender obediently.

Of course, it didn’t matter if she didn’t surrender; a seasoned strategist always prepared multiple plans.

At that moment, another officer reported, "Jumping Frog is in position."

As soon as he spoke, the big screen split in two, another team sending back signals.

Their numbers were vast, reaching into the tens of thousands, carrying a large amount of heavy equipment... but the equipment looked strange.

The gun barrels were wide enough to fit a fist in, and the bombs were round soft bombs, resembling toys.

They were filled with "aerospace super glue," capable of sticking a 20-ton truck with just three grams.

If negotiations failed, the Star Alliance Country planned to use this super glue to subdue the puppets and capture Jessica alive.

Admiral Levin watched the display, as tens of thousands of soldiers methodically initiated their operation, with a vast array of vehicles in support.

With such a commotion, it would surely draw Lu Li in, but Admiral Levin was more than willing for that to happen.

She smoothed her skirt and commanded,

"Fly further away, who knows if this contraption can really withstand a nuclear blast."

Ten thousand meters above, an "E-4 Airborne Command Post" turned its body and flew into the distance.

This behemoth, modified from a Boeing 747, served as Admiral Levin’s command center.

Known as the "Doomsday Plane," it had strong nuclear warfare survival capabilities, able to withstand a nuclear explosion.

Below the plane, spread over the endless Pacific, were six warships.

One of them, over 300 meters long, was unmistakably an aircraft carrier!

It was the "Lincoln," along with missile cruisers and destroyers forming a battle group.

Both the aircraft and ships were equipped with nuclear warheads, their target needed no mentioning.

Deploying nuclear weapons in a foreign land was no pressure for the Star Alliance Country.

Just then, Lu Li activated his "Cross-border" Divine Skills and returned.

As soon as his feet touched the ground, he received images from the "Statue of Liberty."

Bathed in people’s wish power for over a century, the "Statue of Liberty" was full of spirit and preemptively warned its master.

With rapid depletion of spirit, Lu Li clearly saw... Jessica was in great peril!

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Jessica’s hideout was located in Chiapas State.

It still maintained its original jungle appearance, remaining a remote land away from civilization.

But with ten puppets guarding her and her Cultivation skills in Refining Internal Organs, living here was equivalent to a vacation.

Atop a verdant mountain, amidst ancient lush trees, a blue creek rich in minerals wound through the forest like a tranquil necklace.

Beside the creek, there was a lounge chair where Jessica lay, dipping her delicate feet into the stream, flipping through a copy of "Romance of the Three Kingdoms."

But this peaceful and pleasant life was finally disrupted.

With a ’ding,’ Jessica’s phone turned on and lit up automatically, receiving a video message.

The video, showing the faces of her parents and brother whom she had almost forgotten, appeared to be filmed from a helicopter; the noise from the propellers was harsh, but not as severe as the chaotic shouting of the three people:

"Jessica, save us."

"You must listen to the people of the Star Alliance Country."

"As long as you behave, we won’t have any problems."

...

Jessica sighed softly and rose from her lounge chair.

Around her, the silhouettes of ten puppets flickered in and out of visibility on the tree trunks; a towering figure in a black hoodie stood by her side.

With so many Transcendent guards, security should have been no problem.

But given the despicable and shameless threats against her family, things had become complicated.

Yet, Jessica’s expression remained calm, and, tilting her head, she spoke:

"Statue of Liberty, prepare to transform~"

The towering figure in the black hoodie slightly bowed.

The azure creek flowed quietly; shortly after, a Black Hawk helicopter appeared on the horizon.

After it landed and the cabin door opened, a group of people walked out—it was the Delta Special Team, along with Jessica’s parents and brother.

Upon seeing her, the three immediately rushed forward, crying:

"Jessica, where have you been? Why didn’t you come home? We’ve missed you so much."

"Jessica, come with us; we’re your family."

"Leave that demon, or your soul will descend to Hell!"

Their words were earnest and caring, but Jessica’s face was devoid of emotion, unmoved.

The captain leading the team took out his cellphone and opened it, revealing an image of General Levin.

He smiled as he video-called Jessica:

"Hello, Miss, you can call me Levin, Star Alliance four-star Navy Admiral."

"I know you."

Staring at the screen showing a chubby old man in heavy makeup and a dress, Jessica slapped her copy of "Romance of the Three Kingdoms" and said:

"It seems your country’s history is too short to understand the consequences of eunuchs governing."

At these words, a cold look crept into General Levin’s eyes, resembling a fat viper.

Jessica ignored him and turned to look at her relatives, scoffing:

"How much did you sell me to Antonio for? $200? Or $300? What benefit did you receive from the Star Alliance this time?"

"It’s not like that; listen to dad explain..."

"It was the Black Gang who snatched you from us..."

Her family frantically tried to explain; the accompanying Delta Special Team also placed their hands on their holstered guns, stating:

"Miss, please follow us peacefully and don’t make any unnecessary moves."

Jessica glanced at the sky, heavy clouds were gathering, signaling impending rain.

"I can forgive you for making me drop out of school to sell flowers, for selling me to the Black Gang to be a prostitute..."

Jessica looked at her three family members and slowly said:

"But I won’t allow myself to be his weakness, nor can I forgive my own weaknesses; at this moment, I am reborn!"

No sooner had she finished speaking than she quickly drew a "Glock 17" handgun from her waist.

Her gun pointed first at her brother, she rapidly pressed the trigger.

"Bang, bang, bang," two shots to the body and one to the head, employing the Mozambique shooting technique—ensuring certain death. ƒгeewёbnovel.com

Next were her parents; bullets, hot with searing temperatures, were discharged, instantly penetrating their bodies.

Jessica’s Martial Arts Refining abilities made her faster than a tiger.

In a little over a second, she fired nine shots; all three family members fell languidly to the ground, their faces still etched with intense fear and resentment.

The accompanying Delta Special Team raised their guns, yet before they could aim, puppets jumped up and twisted their heads off.

The captain’s phone fell to the ground, and General Levin harshly reprimanded:

"You natural-born bad seed, demon! Your soul will burn in the fires of Hell!"

"Perhaps, but I suggest you worry about yourself first."

A tear rolled down Jessica’s cheek, which she gently wiped away, saying:

"Ever since I met my husband, I have never cried again; he will make you pay an extremely heavy price."

It was then that Admiral Levin suddenly received a report from the intelligence officer:

"Target located, approaching fast! Speed... Mach 3!!"

"Immediately notify the aircraft carrier battle group; prepare to launch a nuclear missile!"

Admiral Levin quickly issued an order, "Jumping Frog must also act immediately, capture that bitch!"

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