Chapter 984: Let Them Know the Wrath of the Feng Qi Xing Alliance

Eighth Star Sector, Zhonghun.

Horus Lupercal stood before the viewing window, looking at the planet outside that had already been occupied.

This planet was once the capital of the Eighth Star Sector, known for its sturdy orbital defenses and tenacious garrison.

In orbit, the wreckage of a massive space station drifted slowly.

On the planet's surface, huge pillars of smoke rose from major cities and industrial zones; they were the masterpieces of the Luna Wolves' drop pods and heavy bomber squadrons.

Occasionally, sporadic anti-aircraft fire would light up, but it would immediately be wiped out by the gunfire of the Luna Wolves fleet in orbit.

"Father, the Governor of this planet has sent a final communication, willing to surrender on conditions."

The voice of the Bridge Communications Officer rang out.

Horus did not turn back, issuing an order calmly.

"Tell them I accept an unconditional surrender. Give them three standard hours to disarm completely and open all airspace and ports. After the time limit, orbital bombardment will cover all areas still showing resistance signals."

"As you command, Father."

The order was quickly transmitted down.

Horus understood the Alien's sense of despair, but would not feel the slightest pity because of it.

Liberation requires absolute deterrence.

Mercy is only qualified to be considered after victory is thoroughly consolidated.

The Luna Wolves were swift, deadly, and gave the enemy no room to breathe.

Father had entrusted the heavy task of conquering the Eighth Star Sector to him, and he must respond to this trust with the most perfect answer.

The surrender of the capital planet meant that the last hard nut to crack in the Eighth Star Sector had also been smashed.

The core resistance forces of the entire star sector had already disintegrated; what remained were only some sporadic, insignificant remnants of the enemy, as well as vast territories that required time and administrative means to digest and integrate.

Horus was silent for a moment before ordering.

"Notify First Company Commander Luoke, and have him take charge of the surrender matters and initial garrisoning of this planet. The main force of the Legion will rest for twelve standard hours, replenish supplies, and then jump to the designated assembly point. We need to ensure the stability of the entire star sector and cannot stay in one place for too long."

"Yes, Father."

The Communications Officer acknowledged the order and added.

"Additionally, we received a routine patrol report from the Sixth Company of the Dusk Raiders Legion. At the edge of L-449 Star, they discovered signs of unidentified fleet activity. The scale is not small, and they are attempting identification."

"Unidentified fleet?"

Horus raised his eyebrows slightly.

The main Feng Qi Xing Alliance forces in the Eighth Star Sector had already been destroyed; why would an unidentified fleet of significant scale appear at this time?

"Transfer the intelligence to me, and at the same time, connect the communication with Brother Mortarion."

"Connecting..."

Soon, Mortarion's voice sounded on the communication channel.

"Brother Horus."

"Mortarion, I received the report from your Sixth Company. Is there more detailed information about the unidentified fleet at L-449 Star?"

Horus asked directly.

"Preliminary scans show that they are not ship models of the Fengqi remnants known in the Eighth Star Sector. Their energy signatures and fleet composition... are closer to the configuration of the Feng Qi Xing Alliance Southern Theater main fleet that we obtained from the Fengrao Starport database.

They seem to be conducting routine cruises and have not yet shown obvious hostility toward our units, but they have not responded to identification signals."

The configuration of the Southern Theater main fleet?

Horus felt a stir in his heart.

Could this fleet be reinforcements sent by the Feng Qi Xing Alliance to the Eighth Star Sector?

They had come too late. The war in the Eighth Star Sector was basically over.

"How many troops do they have?"

Horus pressed, his eyes sharpening.

"According to the preliminary observations of the Sixth Company, the number of ships is between forty and fifty, including Battleships, Cruisers, and a large number of Frigates. More importantly..."

Mortarion paused and continued.

"Their Transport Ship scale is unusually massive. Life scan signals show that they are carrying an extremely staggering number of ground troops. Preliminary estimates suggest that the number of 'Guardian' level Super Soldiers alone is around 100,000. The number of ordinary soldiers may reach nearly ten million."

This number made even Horus slightly moved.

For the Feng Qi Xing Alliance to send such a fleet to salvage the defeat in the Southern Theater, they were either attempting to retake the Eighth Star Sector or to meet up with the remnants to establish a new defensive line.

In any case, they could not allow this force to move freely within the star sector that already belonged to the Xiuluosheng.

"Is your Sixth Company still monitoring them?"

Horus asked, already calculating in his mind.

"Yes. They are staying at the edge of L-449 Star, seemingly assessing the situation as well. The Sixth Company's strength is limited and cannot form an effective deterrent."

Mortarion replied.

"I understand. Brother Mortarion, please order your Sixth Company to continue monitoring. I will immediately lead the main force of the Luna Wolves to L-449 Star. Since this Fengqi reinforcement has arrived, they shouldn't think about leaving again."

"... Understood. Do you need me to mobilize the main force of the Dusk Raiders to rendezvous with you?"

Mortarion asked.

"Not for now. Your Legion should continue to complete the established clearing tasks. The Luna Wolves are sufficient to handle this. We need to thoroughly purge the Eighth Star Sector as soon as possible and cannot let the overall deployment be disrupted by a late reinforcement."

Horus paused for a moment and added: "Of course, if the situation changes, I will notify you immediately."

"As you wish, Brother Horus. May victory favor you."

"You too, Brother."

The communication ended.

Horus immediately turned to his command team and issued the order.

"Cancel the rest order! All fleets, maximum combat readiness! Target the L-449 Star System, emergency warp! Let us go 'welcome' these guests who have traveled from afar!"

"For the Emperor! For Horus!"

At the same time, at the edge of L-449 Star, the flagship of the Feng Qi Xing Alliance reinforcement fleet.

Chief of Staff of the Southern Theater, Lieutenant General Horn, was currently looking at the scan results on the tactical screen with a livid expression.

"The Xiuluosheng Fleet... how could they be here? Isn't the Eighth Star Sector..."

An adjutant said hesitantly.

Lieutenant General Horn spoke up.

"I fear the Eighth Star Sector is already doomed."

They had rushed and hurried, even risking long-distance continuous warps, yet they still arrived too late.

From the moment they entered the border of the Eighth Star Sector, all they received was dead silence, or intermittent distress signals filled with interference.

"General, the enemy is only a few small warships, should we..."

A fleet commander suggested, the meaning being obvious: whether to take action and wipe out this small detachment.

Lieutenant General Horn spoke up.

"Pass on my order: have the legion commanders of the two Guardian Legions prepare to serve as the vanguard, and take back this Xiuluosheng Fleet and L-449 Star! As the first step for the Feng Qi Xing Alliance to recover lost territory! Let this Xiuluo Holy Star Alliance know that the wrath of the Feng Qi Xing Alliance has arrived!"

"Yes! Sir!"