Chapter 171

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Protagonist:

Lin En

Lena

Three cruisers, over a dozen escort ships, plus several dozen other vessels—a terrifying scale.

Ordinary people would feel threatened upon seeing it.

But Tech Boss Kaqi saw not only danger, but opportunity.

"Good grief!" it muttered under its breath, eyes glued to the Wasteland Data Tablet in its hands.

"So many shrimps, such big ones......"

The Green Skins around began to stir.

Some Grot wanted to retreat and go back to report, fearfully saying they couldn't win.

Some Grot felt itchy hands, wanting to charge up and fight.

Never mind whether they could win or not, fight first and talk later.

"Retreat what?!" Kaqi slapped the head of the speaking Grot, sending the fellow spinning in place.

"Chandler told us to stay here, we've stayed this long, and just retreat like that? How do we explain when we go back?"

"But, but Big Boss, there are too many of them, too big and too many!"

Kaqi stared at the light dots on the screen, eyes rolling.

It was a Tech Boss, different from ordinary Grots, it used its brain.

It saw that although the fleet was powerful, they had not launched an attack on them.

Indicating they had not yet discovered their troop.

The enemy in the open and it in the dark, so it decided to wait a while longer, to see if the other side would show a flaw.

Not long after, the opportunity came!

The shrimp fleet split up on its own.

The two largest ships, leading half the escort ships, advanced forward.

The remaining largest ship, and the other half of the ships, stayed in place, as if waiting for something.

Kaqi quickly realized this was a rare opportunity.

Through rough speed calculations, it calculated that the two advancing fleets were already over ten thousand meters from the rear main force.

This distance counted as nothing in space.

"Opportunity!"

"It's coming soon." Mad light flickered in Kaqi's eyes.

It suppressed its subordinates' restlessness, forcing them to continue lying in ambush.

Wait, wait a little longer.

Time passed second by second.

The two ships advancing forward went farther and farther, exceeding thirty thousand meters from the original fleet, already out of the Asteroid Belt's range.

And that large ship at the rear remained in place, like defenseless prey.

Kaqi licked its lips.

"Now! Charge for me!" it roared excitedly.

Amid its roar, the dead-air meteorites "came alive."

As if they had eyes, one after another they slammed into the fleet left behind.

The meteorite attack paralyzed a destroyer and consumed some of the Precept Ruler's shield energy.

But it wasn't over.

After the moving meteorite swarm came Kaqi's carefully prepared ambush troop.

Rampage Ramming Boats, one hundred and twenty-one of them.

Like a pack of sharks smelling blood, they surged out of the Asteroid Belt, straight at the Precept Ruler.

Each Ramming Boat was packed with several mad Green Skin Kids, laughing and howling, ready to trade their lives for a human big ship's life.

Kaqi also sat in the cockpit of one Ramming Boat, personally steering.

Its heartbeat was fast, its expression full of excitement.

Those meteorites succeeded, they wrecked a destroyer and also hit that big ship's shield.

What did that show?

It showed there was a chance, they could fight!

"Charge!" it roared, "Whoever boards that big ship first, I'll make him Second-in-Command!"

The Ramming Boat swarm charged at full speed.

The Precept Ruler's anti-air firepower swept wildly.

The defense turrets spun like mad, firing thousands upon thousands of Bao Dan every second.

One Ramming Boat after another exploded into fireballs, wreckage scattering across the starry sky.

The Green Skin Kids' Shrieks and mad laughter mixed together, clamoring over the Communication Channel.

But the remaining Airships ignored the miserable scene of their comrades ahead, they kept charging.

Instead they went faster, even more mad!

Three Ramming Boats simultaneously broke through the firepower net and slammed into the right-wing shield of the Precept Ruler.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Three fireballs exploded on the shield's surface, then were swallowed by blue light, and the energy storage dropped by over ten percentage points in one breath.

The entire warship was trembling, and the lights on the Bridge began to flicker.

Luna's face turned deathly pale.

"Void Shield energy storage remaining at fifty-two percent," a Priest reported, and a trace of tension could be heard in the cold mechanical voice.

Kaqi laughed maniacally inside the Ramming Boat.

"Mao Er Ge bless us! Hit it a few more times, and that ship is finished!"

What it didn't know was that inside the Precept Ruler, someone had already reached their limit.

"Activate 'Dark Age Weapon' Number Three!"

Luna's angry voice rang out on the Bridge.

Blue flames burned in her pupils, filled with anger and killing intent, and a madness long suppressed.

Her Deputy Officer hesitated slightly.

"Adult, are we really going to use the 'Dark Age Weapon'?"

"Dark Age Weapons" are Dark Age weapons collected by the Machine Cult, one less with each use, and their use is strictly prohibited by imperial order.

"There's no one else here!" Luna interrupted him.

"The Void Shield is down to fifty-two percent! Do you know how much energy it takes to recharge?"

"Most importantly, if the Shield Generator is damaged, how much time will we spend repairing it?"

The Deputy Officer was left speechless by Luna's words.

Luna continued: "And even with the mobile shipcraft we brought, we can't fix it alone."

"By then we'll have to retreat and go back for repairs; can you afford to lose the battle opportunities wasted in here?!"

The Deputy Officer nodded quickly, realizing the seriousness of the matter: "I understand, Adult!"

He immediately contacted the Weapon Department personally and issued the order.

The torpedo bay of the Precept Ruler opened.

Two pitch-black torpedoes were launched onto the battlefield.

They were unlike any conventional weapon.

There were no flames from thrusters and no signals from guidance systems, not even any detectable energy fluctuations.

They simply moved quickly toward the target, like two unremarkable pieces of space debris.

Shadow Vortex Torpedoes.

Dark Age weapons collected by the Machine Cult's Brevis Branch.

Their principle was to create a micro-vortex leading to the Warp in the target area.

Anything sucked in would be drawn in, devoured, and vanish forever in that dimension filled with demons and madness.

The last batch of Ramming Boats was charging, including Kaqi himself.

It could clearly see the terror of that shield on the Precept Ruler.

Just like the appetite of Big Boss Big Stomach Liang Ge Na, it could never be filled.

But it couldn't worry about that now—charge first, and whether it survived depended on whether Mao Er Ge would protect it.

The final wave of the charge: forty Ramming Boats, advancing at full speed.

The wildness and madness of the Green Skin Boys could be felt even through the vacuum.

When they were halfway there, two pitch-black things exploded among them.

No fire or shockwave, only two huge pitch-black vortices unfolding in the starry sky.

They rotated, devoured, and constantly tore at everything around them.

Those Ramming Boats were like bound by invisible chains, one after another, sucked into that bottomless darkness.

The howls of the Green Skin Boys turned into screams, and the screams turned into silence.

Kaqi's Ramming Boat was among them.

It watched the darkness drawing nearer, and the greed on its face turned to fear.

It thought of fleeing, but it was already too late.

"No!!!"

The vortex mercilessly swallowed it.

Along with its ambition, its dreams, and all its possessions, it vanished into the endless darkness.