Missiles rained down from the sky.
They swept past the Triple Rashomon, which had been torn apart by the Chakra Cannon, and collided with the short blade in Gamabunta's hand.
Boom! Boom!
Explosions erupted one after another.
To deal with a target like Gamabunta, the aircraft formation had deployed dozens of fighters.
Of course, there had not been so many at first. But once Jiraiya and the other Konoha ninja joined the battle, more reinforcements naturally arrived.
The enemy could call for support, and so could the aircraft formation.
Gamabunta's area—including everything around Jiraiya—was thoroughly "plowed" by missiles.
There were dozens, even hundreds of them.
Dozens of Raptor Fighter Jets might not empty their ammunition reserves, but they certainly would not be stingy.
After one round of attacks, the missiles alone had cost tens of millions of Yang Yuan.
Based on the current purchasing-power exchange rate between Yang Yuan and the Land of Fire's currency, that was more than 50 million ryo—enough to place bounties on several Elite Jonin.
Asuma's bounty had been tens of millions of ryo back then, but most of that had been because of his title as the Son of Hokage. That did not mean Elite Jonin were worth tens of millions.
Using money to bury people... no, frogs!
The Raptor Fighter Jets launched their missiles from high altitude, with no intention whatsoever of approaching the ground.
All Puppet Master pilots had been trained to stay away from the ground when facing powerful enemies, so as not to give them an opportunity.
That was why they used Dongfeng Missiles instead of High-Frequency Sound Blades.
Violent flames formed a sea of fire.
In the sky, the Allied Forces' Flying Corps that had once blanketed the heavens, along with their transport airships, had nearly been slaughtered single-handedly by