Timi imdiately gave the order.
"Yes!"
Zhao Wen quickly issued the order.
In an instant, all the ships stopped moving forward and began to retreat at a steady pace.
At this mont, Sorrenke’s taunting voice rang out again in the public communication channel.
"What? Trying to pull a sneak attack? Do you really think we’re fools?"
As a result, there was no response in the communication channel for a long ti.
"General Su, what’s wrong? Cat got your tongue? Or did your little trick get seen through, turning you into a turtle hiding in its shell?"
Sorrenke continued his mockery as he saw Su Ming remain silent.
But still, there was no response after a long ti, and the blocked fleet kept retreating backward without any response in the public communication frequency.
Inside the central control room of the Bright White.
Sorrenke was also a bit puzzled that Su Ming didn’t utter a word.
Atang hurriedly flattered.
"Lord Sorrenke, that Su Ming must be scared, he doesn’t dare to make a sound now."
"Do they really think staying silent will solve their problem? Block them to death for , I’d like to see what tricks he can pull off."
Sorrenke replied with a sneer.
...
Kagolo Star Sea.
A giant transit fortress, spanning a diater of seven hundred kiloters and covered in gray-white armor, floated in the starry sky. Surrounding it were one Level 5 Mother Ship, two Level 5 Battleships, seven Level 4 Battleships, and nurous cha Formations.
This transit fortress was known as the Heavenly Light Shield, an extrely important supply point of the Heavenly Revelation Divine Country, specifically providing supplies to Sorrenke and Archbishop Mackenwa’s fleets.
It was precisely because of its existence that Sorrenke and Archbishop Mackenwa were able to blockade the Nether Moon Defense Line.
The forces guarding here were all under Archbishop Mackenwa.
At this mont, in the far-off starry sky, the Star Destroyer·Thunder Extre, covered with chanical Octopuses, was leading the Level 5 Battleship·Sunlight and the Level 5 Battleship·Gray Mist on a fast approach.
Thunder Extre’s central control.
Su Ming, Ferion, and Jone stood side by side, gazing at the distant fortress of Heavenly Light Shield.
"You sly dog, to think you’ve co up with such a dirty trick, getting those people from the Rain Capital to run around, attracting the enemy’s attention while we sneak over here unnoticed."
Ferion praised Su Ming.
"Haha, I really thought you planned to train for seven days before declaring direct war on the Heavenly Revelation Divine Country."
Jone also comnted jokingly.
"There’s no way we’d actually do that, it would be suicidal."
Su Ming replied with a laugh.
These three ships coming for the ambush are not only capable of stealth but are also their own vessels. Those participating in the operation are all from the Thirteenth Legion, and are either subordinates of Ferion or Jone.
This doesn’t only ensure strong combat power but also good secrecy.
The Rain Capital’s forces not only have weak combat abilities, but their internal structure also poses a problem due to too many uncertainties that could lead to intelligence leaks.
"That’s true, but this transit fortress is also heavily militarized, can we take it down?"
Jone asked with so concern.
"The stationed troops are usually of a lower combat effectiveness. Besides, the main combat forces of Tianqi have already been deployed elsewhere, and our participants this ti are all from the Thirteenth Legion. There are no burdens, so if we can’t win this, there’s no hope left."
Su Ming replied with a smile.
"Makes sense. Shall we make our move now?"
Ferion asked eagerly.
Having been ambushed last ti, he has since carried a belly full of anger, now ready for release.
"Sure, but before that, let’s invite our new Commander to lead the operation."
Su Ming coughed gently, smiling at Ferion and Jone.
Ferion and Jone stared blankly at Su Ming, puzzled.
At this mont, footsteps were heard coming from the command room door.
Ferion and Jone turned their heads to see Irelia, clad in a Colonel’s uniform, walking in with steady steps.
Both Ferion and Jone’s eyes widened like saucers, showing a hint of panic as they instinctively stood perfectly straight.
Su Ming almost couldn’t suppress his laughter but maintained a serious tone as he began to introduce.
"Let introduce her, this is Colonel Irelia, my senior, whom I’ve specially invited to serve as our Commander! Don’t be fooled by her youth, her command skills are formidable."
"Greetings, Commander Ferion and Commander Jone."
Irelia saluted and greeted them.
Ferion and Jone’s heads buzzed, at a loss for how to respond for a mont.
At this point, Su Ming, appearing puzzled, asked.
"What’s wrong with you two? Why aren’t you speaking?"
"Nothing, um...."
Ferion was about to speak when Irelia shot him a cold glance.
He shivered, coughing slightly, and forced a serious tone.
"No problem, since she’s a Commander you brought, let her coordinate the upcoming battle."
"I agree."
Jone quickly chid in, afraid to lag behind.
"Thank you for your support, commanders. I will now lead the battle. Let the combat begin!"
Irelia declared, taking her seat in the command chair.
"Yes!"
Ferion and Jone replied solemnly.
"No need to be so tense, it’s just a small skirmish."
Su Ming chuckled, patting both n on the shoulder.
"Not tense."
Ferion and Jone’s faces twitched, forcing out awkward smiles.
At this mont, Irelia issued an order.
"Charge the main cannons of all three ships, fully load the firing ports, and first take out the Level 5 Mother Ship ahead of the transit fortress!"
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