Chapter 61 Part 1

"Third team requesting action instructions."

"No, wait a moment." Staring at the latest information, Fu Luo suddenly stopped the plan she had proposed and reopened communications.

The internal communication system fell silent, while the clock hanging to the side continued ticking forward coldly.

After twenty seconds, Yang Ning, who originally wanted to wash his hands of the matter, couldn't help but interject: "Fu Luo, you can't say 'wait' in space warfare."

This was a place where truly "a miss is as good as a mile". Fu Luo didn't make a sound. She filtered out all other information and pulled out only the enemy's ambush information line, rewinding it by half a minute. An intense fluctuation appeared there, breaking the original shape that extended like a dragon's breath.

What did this represent?

It meant that at the same time they received this information, the enemy received it too!

Yang Ning's expression turned grim.

"Pause the operation." Colonel Yang pulled over the communication device. "Technical personnel, immediately assess the probability that the communication network our troops set up through virtual signal stations has been cracked by the enemy!"

Fu Luo lowered her head. The command center received a second relayed message from the ground:

"Comrades, pay attention to your stride length, don't stretch your balls too much!"

Suddenly, an energy fluctuation appeared in the monitoring, indicating a group of small ships were rapidly approaching.

Their special forces?

Did they know there was an ambush?

"Jumping through fire hoops"... From the wording, it seemed they knew. Then how dare they charge in directly with just a team of small warships?

"No... The information wasn't sent to us. We replied, but the other party didn't establish communication." Fu Luo suddenly said, "Encryption, relaying through the ground, it's all a smokescreen. They seem to be talking to themselves."

"Disrupting the other side's vision," Yang Ning frowned slightly. "They don't know we're here at all, but are executing their own plan."

"Major General, our information communication is not smooth and needs to be relayed through the ground. There's no time to establish contact now," Fu Luo said. "If it's Ye Wenlin from the Dagger unit, I probably know a bit about his style."

Yang Ning raised his eyebrows, temporarily suppressing his displeasure at this comrade always aspiring to join the Dagger unit, her "body in Cao's camp but heart with Han", and waited for her to continue.

"Most of the small fleet is likely a decoy, just like the space pirates always use. But there must be something else hidden among them, nine fakes for one real."

The high-energy reaction in the command cabin screamed. The small fleet had already fallen within the enemy's attack range. The ambushing humans from the other star system showed themselves, and a missile roared over. The small fleet suddenly shattered into four or five pieces, like a clump of sand that had been smashed, scattering everywhere.

"Mark, replay the monitoring footage just now, mark all the small ships!"

In an instant, marked small ships were charging through the enemy forces in all directions on the battlefield hologram, like a group of fearless headless flies. Faced with this kind of suicidal attack, the ambushing fleet from the other star system was not flustered and quickly organized an encirclement and suppression. One small ship after another was shot down.

But Fu Luo and Yang Ning's gazes simultaneously focused on a marked ship that no one was attacking.

"The other ships have activated random path mode," Yang Ning said. "Most are likely unmanned - zoom in on the image of this one, let me see."

As the image zoomed in, a typical small warship from the other star system appeared on the screen.

"Ah..." Yang Ning couldn't help smiling slightly. "The Trojan Horse, impressive."

At this time, that marked "small ship from the other star system" slowly left its original position and headed towards the giant ship of the other side.

"What is he trying to do, infiltrate the enemy ship?" Yang Ning asked.

"No..." Fu Luo carefully watched the small ship's course. "There's a communication panel on that side of the giant ship. I think he might want to use the enemy's communication network to do something..."

Yang Ning: "You understand him so well?"

Fu Luo was puzzled: "He's my senior brother."

Yang Ning was silent for a moment: "In that case, I'm actually also your senior brother."

Fu Luo raised her head in confusion, not grasping the leader's meaning.

But Yang Ning gave a dry cough and quickly shifted his gaze, focusing his energy on the battle situation before them: "It's too dangerous. The location of the giant ship's communication panel is a key monitoring and defense point. As soon as the other side checks the ship's number, he'll be exposed. This won't work - Third team prepare according to the original plan. Fu Luo, have the Third team ready for a sneak attack pickup."

Before he finished speaking, the giant ship of the other star system suddenly appeared. A strong light locked onto that small ship that had mixed in. The small ship abruptly accelerated while releasing a gravity bomb unique to the other star system, charging into the other side's formation without distinguishing friend from foe.

The strong light and gravity alarm sounded at the same time. Countless small ships were silently swallowed up. The giant ship rapidly retreated. The center of the enemy's formation was scattered by this kind of bold and resolute action.

As that fake ship from the other star system brushed past the giant ship's side, it "plucked" a communication terminal from the panel with unbelievable precision. At the same time, its tail was hit. Its fuselage broke off and it accelerated again recklessly.

Fu Luo: "Third team, proceed with the original attack plan. First wave of close-range missiles, launch."

The giant ship couldn't react in time and was forcibly stopped in its tracks. A row of small ships from the other star system were pulverized in the dense barrage of missiles.

"High-energy cannons, target the location of the gravity bomb explosion and clear it out!"

With its core hit by a "gravity bomb", the fleet from the other star system was thrown into disarray. Caught off guard, they were bombed by a small ship squadron from the Third team. Fu Luo fired and changed positions: "Hide, adjust angle by thirty degrees. Second batch of close-range missiles, preheat."

She had already mastered the mobile tactics of the space pirates ten times over, tearing a hole in the enemy's encirclement.

Yang Ning unhurriedly: "Other two teams prepare to provide cover. Curvature drive, preheat. Third team, withdraw."

That "small ship from the other star system" that had mixed in earlier and was frighteningly fast had already broken through. But it didn't slow down, charging straight towards them.

"The propulsion system is probably damaged," Yang Ning said. "It can't decelerate. We'll withdraw following its direction."

"No, wait, it will explode!" Fu Luo immediately said, "Execute forced salvage."

This speed was simply too outrageous. For a moment, everyone who heard it was stunned. After all, she was not the supreme commander, so her words always carried much less authority, to the point that the few small ships on the outermost perimeter didn't react in time.

The battered small ship from the other star system streaked through like a meteor in this moment of hesitation.

Damn it, it's too late.

Fu Luo slammed her fist on the command room's console. Yang Ning grabbed her fist: "I authorize you to use the command ship for salvage."

Fu Luo glanced at him swiftly. Almost the instant his words fell, she skillfully opened the salvage medium.

The violently released medium immediately propelled the command ship forward a distance. But Fu Luo had no time to correct the deviation angle. She pulled off the precise aiming mode, relying entirely on feel, and executed an acceleration command for the entire medium-sized command ship. The command ship instantly carved out a crazy sharp turn. Fu Luo felt the seat belt nearly squeezing her internal organs out.

Maintaining a very contorted posture, she issued the acceleration command a second time. Following the direction from which the small ship crashed, the command ship moved as if it were being chased. The system warning lights lit up. The small ship had already collided into the medium released by the command ship. While decelerating, the friction caused this small ship to ignite, like a raging fireball, continuing to pounce towards the command ship.

The internal communication system descended into chaos. Yang Ning raised his hand to block it out. At the same time, Fu Luo issued the acceleration a third time without changing her expression.

The large-scale release of medium and the repeated, reckless accelerations soon drained the command ship's energy faster than it could be replenished, triggering a shrill alarm.

Yang Ning was fixed in place by the seat belt, calmly crossing his arms in front of his chest, looking as if he wasn't the least bit worried about the tragedy of energy depletion leading to the destruction of the ship and loss of life.

Just at the instant the energy system was forcibly shut down and switched to solar power mode, the speed of the burning small ship synchronized with the command ship. The salvage system popped up a prompt indicating relative stillness - salvage could be implemented!

Fu Luo let out a long sigh, opening the automatic salvage program while letting inertia continue dragging the command ship along at high speed.