Timi immediately 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 moment, Sorrenkeâs taunting voice rang out again in the public communication channel.
"What? Trying to pull a sneak attack? Do you really think weâre fools?"
As a result, there was no response in the communication channel for a long time.
"General Su, whatâs 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 time, 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 didnât utter a word.
Atang hurriedly flattered.
"Lord Sorrenke, that Su Ming must be scared, he doesnât dare to make a sound now."
"Do they really think staying silent will solve their problem? Block them to death for me, Iâd like to see what tricks he can pull off."
Sorrenke replied with a sneer.
...
Kagolo Star Sea.
A giant transit fortress, spanning a diameter of seven hundred kilometers 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 numerous Mecha Formations.
This transit fortress was known as the Heavenly Light Shield, an extremely important supply point of the Heavenly Revelation Divine Country, specifically providing supplies to Sorrenke and Archbishop Mackenwaâs 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 moment, in the far-off starry sky, the Star Destroyer·Thunder Extreme, covered with Mechanical Octopuses, was leading the Level 5 Battleship·Sunlight and the Level 5 Battleship·Gray Mist on a fast approach.
Thunder Extremeâs 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 youâve come up with such a dirty trick, getting those people from the Rain Capital to run around, attracting the enemyâs 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 commented jokingly.
"Thereâs no way weâd 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 doesnât only ensure strong combat power but also good secrecy.
The Rain Capitalâs 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.
"Thatâs true, but this transit fortress is also heavily militarized, can we take it down?"
Jone asked with some 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 time are all from the Thirteenth Legion. There are no burdens, so if we canât win this, thereâs no hope left."
Su Ming replied with a smile.
"Makes sense. Shall we make our move now?"
Ferion asked eagerly.
Having been ambushed last time, he has since carried a belly full of anger, now ready for release.
"Sure, but before that, letâs 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 moment, footsteps were heard coming from the command room door.
Ferion and Jone turned their heads to see Irelia, clad in a Colonelâs uniform, walking in with steady steps.
Both Ferion and Joneâs eyes widened like saucers, showing a hint of panic as they instinctively stood perfectly straight.
Su Ming almost couldnât suppress his laughter but maintained a serious tone as he began to introduce.
"Let me introduce her, this is Colonel Irelia, my senior, whom Iâve specially invited to serve as our Commander! Donât be fooled by her youth, her command skills are formidable."
"Greetings, Commander Ferion and Commander Jone."
Irelia saluted and greeted them.
Ferion and Joneâs heads buzzed, at a loss for how to respond for a moment.
At this point, Su Ming, appearing puzzled, asked.
"Whatâs wrong with you two? Why arenât 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 sheâs a Commander you brought, let her coordinate the upcoming battle."
"I agree."
Jone quickly chimed 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, itâs just a small skirmish."
Su Ming chuckled, patting both men on the shoulder.
"Not tense."
Ferion and Joneâs faces twitched, forcing out awkward smiles.
At this moment, 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!"