Counterfeit Hero Chapter 918 7-51: Miscalculation

"A-level Fleet?!" Fang Xiang and Fatty exchanged a glance, their hearts suddenly racing.

The few bandit army staff nearby also stopped their work, pricking up their ears. The atmosphere in the Command Room suddenly beca tense.

Imdiately, a crisp electronic sound echoed, and on the semicircular command console in front of Fang Xiang, the liaison officer had already transmitted the intelligence file.

Before they could open the intelligence, the command console's information receiver emitted a series of sharp beeps as if it had gone mad, and several envelope icons with exclamation marks flashed like midnight neon lights.

The red exclamation marks were as blood-chilling as fresh blood—another set of three S-level ergency intelligence reports!

Discovery of the Suss A-level Fleet... Discovery of the Chuckna A-level Fleet... Discovery of the Feiyang Republic B-level Fleet... The Suss Transport Fleet has already entered the twelfth jump channel and will arrive at the Smoke Lake Barrier Zone in an hour!

Looking at these ssages, everyone had already lost their ability to think.

"I was wrong!" Fatty stared blankly, muttering to himself: "It's just a robbery!"

"How could the Chuckna and Feiyang fleets appear here?" Fang Xiang urgently looked at Fatty. As soon as this question was asked, a flash of insight struck his mind, and he exclaid: "Could it be... they also want to attack the transport fleet?!"

"Is there another explanation?" Fatty's teeth chattered.

He didn't know why the Chuckna and Feiyang fleets would decide to attack the transport fleet. However, he knew their destination was here, and surely, Suss wasn't just about this one fleet!

A fire at the city gate brings calamity to the fish in the moat!

Fatty felt incredibly wronged!

"What a lousy plan!" Fatty glared angrily at Carl sitting nearby: "Carl, your salary for this month is gone!"

"It's not about our operational plan. If we fought, we'd end the battle in half an hour! By the ti the Suss Fleet arrives, we'll have already retreated into the Freedom Channel! Besides, you consented to this plan!" Carl was anxious; he still wanted to take Cecilia out for dinner at the Free Space Station or Mars Free Port.

"I don't care!" Fatty was furious: "Who consented? I didn't!"

"You consented!"

"Slandering , next month's salary is gone too!"

"Shut up... Fine, I consented," Fang Xiang, feeling a headache with Fatty's strange thinking and immature mindset, couldn't help but rebuke to stop the untily argunt between them, asking: "What should we do now?"

"Hide. Find a way to notify the Chuckna and Feiyang people to make them run quickly." Fatty glared at Carl in frustration.

"Hide?" Fang Xiang frowned.

"What else can we do? We can't reveal ourselves and return to the 1862 Star System now. Should we fight?" Fatty turned his head. Just thinking of an A-level fleet overwhelming the sky made him terrified. He said: "That's an A-level fleet! Our ships aren't even D-level; they'd chew us up in one bite!"

"But......" Fang Xiang opened his mouth, ultimately shook his head, sighed softly, and said no more.

"These incompetent fools." Fatty snorted through his nose, gritting his teeth: "They've only been in Mars for a few days, yet they can't wait to jump out and ss up my plans!"

Fang Xiang cast him a glance; Fatty indeed was unreasonable. Lighting fires as the state officials pleased but forbidding the common people from doing the sa—in his logic, that's just how it should be.

"Let our reconnaissance ship contact them! Inform them about the Suss Fleet." Fatty ordered. As he thought about the Suss Transport Ship slipping right before his eyes, he felt a pang of regret. The intelligence showed that this transport fleet included a giant transport ship! Such a big piece of at, flying right from under his nose!

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In the War Room of the [Vast] carrier of the Chuckna 1201 Fleet, a staff mber at the central control console suddenly turned and exclaid: "Officer!"

"What's the matter?" The off-duty lieutenant colonel intelligence officer quickly walked to the staff mber's side.

"This just ca in!" The staff pointed urgently at the screen.

Following the staff's finger, the intelligence officer's face changed just by glancing at it. He quickly pulled out the electronic record folder from the computer in front of the staff, and instructed: "Imdiately request communication, send them the comms code!" He said, sprinted up the staircase to the high central command area at lightning speed.

"General! A reconnaissance ship has sent a signal for us to leave imdiately!"

The urgent report from the liaison officer made Admiral Zhang Pengcheng, the commander of Chuckna 12 Group Fleet, turn his head sharply while discussing combat plans with the carrier's ship captain.

"What's going on?" Zhang Pengcheng's pupils contracted dramatically.

"This is what we've just received!" The intelligence officer handed over the already opened folder, anxious: "They keep sending ssages demanding we leave the AR-1861 Star System imdiately. They claim there is a Suss A-level Fleet less than an hour away heading to the Smoke Lake Barrier Zone! They also request we contact the Feiyang Fleet to have them exit imdiately. This might be a trap by the Suss Empire!"

The intelligence officer's words imdiately changed the expressions of Zhang Pengcheng and the surrounding Chuckna senior officers.

"They know about the Feiyang Fleet?!" Zhang Pengcheng quickly checked the electronic folder, alard: "Using close-range directional signal projection! They're watching us from nearby?!"