Richest Man: Divine-Grade Reconstruct System Chapter 690 646: Devastating Losses

As ti drew nearer and the Fireball ca closer, the uneasiness in Sorov's heart beca increasingly intense.

This feeling arose from deep within, yet he found it elusive.

He did not understand why he felt this way; could it be that sothing unexpected might happen?

Could it be that those guys hadn't really left?

Or had they truly prepared so sort of backup plan?

For a brief mont, he felt sowhat anxious, but when he raised his head to look at the returning capsule that was continuously coming closer and enlarging in view, he gritted his teeth without giving any response.

He believed that as soon as that thing fell, they would definitely seize it with precision the very first mont.

As for worrying about whether it would fall directly onto his ship and damage it?

Evidently, he hadn't considered this.

After all, once the returning capsule reached a certain altitude, it would definitely deploy its parachute.

Not just a parachute, because it was a sea landing, it also had specialized floating devices equipped on it.

aning, the mont the capsule touched the water, airbags would deploy, keeping it afloat on the surface.

With the buffer of the parachute, even if it didn't land on the water but directly hit the deck, the issues would not be significant.

At most, it would create so problems with the deck.

Moreover, based on his understanding and his confidence in their HM, he believed that even if it landed heavily on the deck, it wouldn't cause major issues.

It was precisely this blind confidence that led to upcoming events he would deeply regret.

Of course, the reason for this judgnt was also because Sorov climbed up solely on connections, without actual command experience.

Hence, Sorov not only hard himself but also caused significant losses on their side.

Let's directly shift our perspective to the tens of thousands of ters in the air.

The returning capsule was rapidly descending, and due to the high speed, its exterior was frictionally ablaze with the atmosphere, burning and deforming the entire shell.

And with the activation of sothing resembling a ti bomb inside, a stopwatch countdown appeared imdiately on it.

As the ti hit zero, the capsule suddenly transford into a massive Fireball in midair.

Indeed, it suddenly exploded! The Fireball's diater increased more than threefold imdiately.

This unexpected turn directly dumbfounded Sorov on the deck; he had no clue what was going on.

Being new to this position, he hadn't encountered such issues with the spaceship's returning capsule before, so he couldn't determine whether this was a normal procedure.

But the next mont after the thought crossed his mind, the Fireball in the air changed.

Almost in a flash, the massive Fireball suddenly turned into a pile of smaller Fireballs.

While its diater significantly reduced, the sheer number of these was daunting.

High in the sky, it surprisingly split from one into thousands!

Though each Fireball wasn't large, the biggest was only about half a ter, but without exception, each was engulfed in flas.

This change occurred within milliseconds, yet even without previous experience, Sorov imdiately sensed trouble.

This was definitely not normal!

There was no doubt the returning capsule had malfunctioned!

And because of this, as soon as he reacted, he began shouting loudly:

"Fuck! The situation is dire, retreat quickly, disperse and move away from this damned area."

Rumble.

However, what responded to him were Fireballs descending from the sky and a series of rumbling sounds.

The air friction created by the Fireballs delivered a sonic boom to everyone present.

Within monts, all personnel on the eight HM groups were in chaotic disarray.

Moreover, considering the high altitude of tens of thousands of ters, with the rapidly descending returning capsule, it would arrive in a matter of breaths.

Consequently, when Sorov shouted, even before the signaln could relay his words, the Fireballs in the sky were already smashing onto their deck.

However, contrary to Sorov's expectations, once those small Fireballs hit the deck, the impression of an incredibly sturdy deck he had imagined was shattered by loud bangs as enormous potholes were created.

Not only were the decks damaged, but the airplanes stationed upon them suffered even worse devastation.

Due to the dense concentration of these Fireballs, a single plane could endure strikes from over a dozen pieces consecutively.

Under these rapid impacts, the aircraft's wings were even broken off forcibly.

"Fuck! Damn it! God, save ! I still don't want to…"

Standing on the deck, amidst the trendous crashing noise, Sorov was abruptly knocked to the ground.

Furthermore, as if fate truly conspired against him, while he was mid-sentence, a football-sized Fireball directly crashed onto him.

And then sparks flew everywhere!

The iron ball easily pierced through Sorov and smashed onto the very deck he stood.

Moreover, even the deck couldn't stop the Fireball's montum, as it was forcedly penetrated.

In re monts, the area spanning several nautical miles was in complete havoc.

Amidst the array of screams, one unlucky HM was even destroyed with its island shattered.

The situation was utterly unexpected!

Without preparations, none of the eight HM groups remained intact!

Several small escort ships were directly pierced.

Massive swathes of sea water flooded into their cabins maniacally.

Not only the surface ships but even the submarines hiding underwater couldn't escape.

Although they weren't pierced by the descending Fireballs, they were dotted with dents nonetheless.

Hundreds of nautical miles away, although Li Huiqun couldn't see the sea situation there, the returning capsule bursting like fireworks in midair confird to him that the group down there was definitely in dire straits.

Not to ntion his side, those two patrolling HM groups which hadn't gotten close watched their companions being bombarded relentlessly in disbelief, causing almost everyone to shiver.

[To be continued...]