Chapter 399 The Thirteenth Fleet Withdraws

"No rest!"

Song Yi subconsciously spoke, but immediately reacted.

Who else could be the hacker who broke through the firewall from within besides Gao Yuan who was operating on the console in front of him?

This guy, dressed in aboriginal attire, actually has this ability?

Although Gao Yuan did not show any hostility towards Song Yi, the alarm bell in Song Yi's heart became louder and louder.

Seeing that Gao Yuan really didn't mean to hurt himself.

Song Yi rolled his eyes, quietly moved towards the back, gradually opened the weapons cabinet placed next to the door, and took an assault rifle in his hand.

Seeing that Gao Yuan hadn't paid attention to him yet, Song Yi showed a sinister smile on his lips.

With a gun, you have confidence.

So......

"Go to hell and repent for your fault!"

Chug tug tug——

The assault rifle continued to emit flames, covering the console area.

It wasn't until all the magazines were used up that Song Yi put down his hand and looked forward.

However, he saw only a few broken pieces of cloth falling where he was shot.

But Gao Yuan, who was standing in front of the console, has long since disappeared.

Where are people?

Just when Song Yi had this idea, Gao Yuan's voice came from the door.

"You really don't know how to respect the elderly and care for the young."

"Fortunately, I am very agile, otherwise I might not be able to leave today."

"What a risk, what a risk."

Song Yi turned his head and looked in the direction of the sound.

However, Gao Yuan was seen walking away with his hands behind his back, and only the last faint sound came.

"Don't worry, I'm not good at killing people."

As the voice fell, the hatch that had been opened by Gao Yuan inexplicably was closed.

"So what is that old guy here for?" Song Yi asked with some confusion.

He didn't expect anyone to give him an answer.

But he heard the frightened voices of the crew below.

"Manager, I have some bad news. I wonder if you want to hear it."

Song Yi frowned and said, "Say!"

The crew member swallowed before continuing: "That's right, our automatic defense system and Identification Friend or Foe were swapped by hackers."

Song Yi was stunned.

According to the original defense system, humans are friendly forces and Zerg are enemies.

Even if the Marines die, the automatic defense system in the flagship can eliminate a large number of intruders who dare to break in without permission.

Now that the identification of friend or foe has been reversed, doesn't it mean...

Now, are they the intruders that the automatic defense system wants to eradicate? !

Song Yi looked up in shock, only to see dozens of silently rotating turrets descending from the ceiling above.

The crew member who had just reported was already lying lifeless in a pool of blood.

...

"C1 formation is calling the flagship. If you hear it, please reply. If you hear it, please reply."

"Strike formation calls flagship, requesting further instructions."

The console covered with pools of blood kept hearing calls from various units of the Thirteenth Fleet.

But all communications seemed to be in vain, with no response from anyone.

The upward blow from the surface continues.

Missiles soaring into the sky rained down on the shields and armor of the Thirteenth Fleet like free money.

The command system was paralyzed at this moment, causing the entire Thirteenth Fleet to completely lose its direction.

Whether to continue the attack or prepare to retreat, each lord has a different view, but they are unable to implement it because they have to take others into consideration.

By the time all the lords suddenly woke up and wanted to unify their opinions, it was already too late.

Now sweep around.

In the huge Thirteenth Fleet, only two or three big cats and kittens were left under the continuous bombardment of missiles.

"Retreat, retreat quickly!"

After finally realizing that something was wrong, the less than a hundred remaining starships finally reached a consensus and escaped from the orbit of Ideal City with their broken hulls.

The flagship, which no longer had any survivors, was left where it was.

...

"grown ups."

On the screen in front of Song Dejun, the lords who had just withdrawn from the battlefield were reporting with anxiety.

So many people attacked a lord whose strength was only that of the Industrial Age, and they were still able to achieve a humiliating defeat.

They were all ashamed of themselves and wished they had deposed themselves.

In contrast, it was Song Dejun's calm expression.

"I see."

After a simple reply, Song Dejun casually closed the communication with the remnants of the Thirteenth Fleet.

The remaining two or three big cats and kittens are no longer enough to support a large fleet symbol.

Therefore, Song Dejun just casually ordered to other fleet commanders around him: "Those people, you can do whatever you want."

Seeing that half of the people nodded and left the Thor, Song Dejun lay down on the chair and turned 180 degrees to the rear.

"So, did you expect this?"

Song Dejun spoke to himself, as if he was questioning himself, and also seemed to be questioning the voice in his head.

"Are you sad about their deaths?" the voice in my head asked.

"That's not true."

Song Dejun's voice was calm, "They are just two distant relatives. Without me, they would not be where they are today."

"They are not the only people who want to have something to do with me."

"Yes, all those people down there are just consumables." The voice in his mind replied.

"Remember, you haven't failed yet."

"Every next tomorrow, they get weaker, and this is your chance!"

"As long as I'm here, you won't lose."

At this time, someone next to him suddenly called Song Dejun's name.

Song Dejun slowly recovered from the voice in his mind, but he was still in a daze.

If he hadn't seen the unlimited firepower of the Thor before, he might have really thought that he was going crazy.

Shaking his head, he drove out all the messy thoughts.

Song Dejun then returned to his indifference and looked at the person who called him.

Feng Zhuo, commander of the Seventh Fleet.

Now he is still standing here, seemingly not interested in the remnants of the Thirteenth Fleet.

"What's the matter?" Song Dejun asked coldly.

Feng Zhuo is not considered his direct descendant.

If he didn't have the status of a consortium chief, he wouldn't be able to command Feng Zhuo.

And if he loses this war game and causes the Baiyu Consortium to lose a large amount of land, his position as the chief executive may be over.

By then, his family might even be implicated and become the victims of other executives venting their dissatisfaction with Song Dejun.

"It seems that you are in a difficult situation, Lao Song."

Feng Zhuo seemed to be unable to see Song Dejun's cold face and chuckled.

"What problem is troubling you so much? Why don't you let me help you?"

"After all, I'm not one of those losers."

Feng Zhuo specifically emphasized the word "waste", clearly disdainful of Song Ren and Song Yi.

And he does have this qualification.

In Feng Zhuo's hands, he controls the seventh fleet of the Baiyu Consortium, which currently has the strongest air and ground firepower.

If it fires with all its strength, it can turn a Zerg home planet into a sea of ​​fire within 24 hours.

Seeing Feng Zhuo's arrogant look, Song Dejun slowly raised the corners of his mouth.

"good!"

Since Feng Zhuo wanted to take a trip into this muddy water, what if he gave up the opportunity to Feng Zhuo?