The Almighty Dominance

Chapter 101

The man in the attacking plane sneered as he watched people start jumping out of the aircraft.

"Want to run away? Not so easy!"

He stopped firing at the already doomed plane and shifted his focus

The aircraft's guns roared to life, now aimed at the people who were falling from the sky.

Bullets whizzed through the air, narrowly missing the parachuting figures of Kingswell's crew.

The wind howled through the silence of freefall, and a few unlucky souls weren't quick enough.

One man yelped as a bullet tore through his hand, while another fell silent, his chest ripped open by a deadly shot.

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Meanwhile, the Kingswell plane, still in descent, had gained altitude and looped back around, coming up behind the attacking plane.

"For the final strike," Alex smiled as he fired off every bullet and rocket the Kingswell plane had left.

But the military-grade plane was built to withstand such attacks.

Its body was reinforced with solid armor and a shield system that absorbed the impacts.

"You can dodge bullets, but not this," Alex said, a sharp glint in his eyes as he locked onto the target, preparing for a suicide

strike.

He quickly disabled the plane's autopilot and ran toward the rear, intending to bail out.

But to his surprise, he found Kelly and the old man still clinging to the plane's interior, the aircraft now tilted upside down.

"Why aren't you running?!" Alex shouted, panic rising in his chest

Kelly looked up at him, unfazed, and smiled. "I'm not going anywhere without you."

She handed him a parachute, as though she'd already been preparing for this moment.

"Jump!" Alex ordered, grabbing both Kelly and the old man.

They leaped out of the plane just as the explosion tore through the sky.

menacing aircraft with a deafening boom,

air, Alex activated his

past them in a deadly rain, but they were safe-shielded from the

at their skin as they descended, the ground rushing

of the Kingswell members, floating down beneath their parachutes, looked up and saw the two planes colliding

cheer,

his grip tight around Kelly as he pushed her away, yelling, "Open

the cord and letting the parachute deploy, the old man still on her

descend, a sense of relief washed

were safe, though

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hemy plane, military grade and far superior to Kingswell's private plane, had brought the

parachute, ready to deploy it, when suddenly a shadow shot out from the wreckage, speeding

him.

he gritted through clenched

could fly freely like that was someone who

not one of

plane. You're not going anywhere!" The attacker's

swing, the attacker punched Alex, his fist connecting

the blow, but the force was enough to snap his arm,

he gritted his teeth, ignoring it as he fell past Kelly and her

Alex still alive. "You didn't

moment, the attacker flew after him, his speed unmatched as he

Alex struggled to open his parachute, knowing that without it, he'd

but it also made him a

still floating nearby, saw what was

pulled out her gun and

but they had no effect on the man-he was unaffected, as if the bullets

a nuisance.

too," the attacker taunted, his voice full of

that good death. Rage, rage against the dying of the

of the sky, as the fight continued to unfold

to tear

opening to strike, he felt the cold, sharp sting of a

attacker yelled, having already reached a level where weapons had no effect on

apparent insignificance to

arm, stabbing deep into his flesh.

Alex, knocking him