Abyss Solo-Chapter 218 - 118 Fire Fire Fire_3
Chapter 218: 118 Fire! Fire! Fire!_3
Chapter 218: 118 Fire! Fire! Fire!_3
The New Federation predicted that the Sherman Empire would not have the resolve for direct combat. The first fleet they sent would just outweigh the New Federation’s long-range fleet, aiming to drive away the New Federation fleet.
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At this moment, the other half of the New Federation fleet, which had been hiding, quickly completed a short-distance jump, flanking the Sherman Empire fleet from both sides.
This double-flanking, with twice the number of ships, in a space without any cover, was almost the death sentence for those being surrounded!
The New Federation did not attack.
The Sherman Empire fleet, under these obvious disadvantages, absolutely dared not fire the first shot!
They were once again crushed by the New Federation in the intelligence field!
These three major fleets were in a deadlock. To dispatch a fleet here for support, Sherman Empire had to consider whether there were any more New Federation fleets ambushing, and it would take more time.
The Sherman expeditionary corps appearing here was already the closest and most mobile fleet to the Wind.
To dispatch other fleets, at least two to three Galaxy Time would be needed, even more time for assembly and mobilization.
And this time was enough for the New Federation to resolve the Wind Imperial Palace.
In front of the Sovereign Country, they could remove the vassal state’s symbol of Emperor’s Power, kill the Vassal Emperor, and then leave leisurely.
The New Federation was about to achieve a major victory over the Sherman Empire!
The Luofeng Empire was merely a sacrificial pawn in the political struggle between the two major countries.
And the Wind Empire’s citizens being affected at this moment…
No one cared.
“Boss,” Lyu said softly, “Sherman Empire fleet broadcasts a message throughout the region…it’s Edwan.”
“Edwan? What is he coming back for?”
Yang Ming opened the video pop-up window in front of him.
The main control screen of the Sherman Empire flagship appeared in Yang Ming’s eyes and was projected on the bridge screens of all ships from the New Federation, Sherman, and the Wind Empire.
A tall, slightly disheveled middle-aged man appeared on the screen.
Edwan.
He wore a robe embroidered with the national emblem of the Wind Empire, with obvious bloodshot eyes, a tense face, and a grave gaze.
“I! Second Prince of the Wind Empire, Edwan Moon, hereby solemnly warn the New Federation long-range fleet,
“Your unprovoked acts of war against our Head Star violate the international charter and the galaxy convention!
“The freedom and democracy you boast of have now become weapons for you to invade and oppress other countries!
“Your ship’s Main Cannons are bombarding a prosperous civilization!
“Our fleet has never appeared in your country’s airspace, this war you initiated is unjust and shameful!
“To achieve political goals, using the lives of citizens from other countries as expendables, how can you still call yourselves free and democratic!
“The Wind Empire is not a strong nation, but we have our own dignity, our culture; what you are doing to us today will be remembered by the people and hated by 1.7 billion citizens of the Wind!
“I urge your forces to cease your acts of war and immediately withdraw from the territory of my Wind Empire!”
The footage began to replay.
Yang Ming turned off all projections and sat there silently, rubbing his face with both hands.
“Boss…”
“Keep the war broadcast going.”
“Understood.”
…
Lyu’s Thought Space.
Lyu stared at Yang Ming’s deeply contemplative face, sighing ever so slightly.
The despair was not confined to the boss there; it pervaded the entire Fourth Fleet, and every corner of the Luofeng Empire.
If this war broadcast could not awaken the spirit of the citizens, it would utterly break the backbone of the Luofeng Empire.
However, Lyu always felt that the boss’s current choice to endure was extremely rational and aligned with his primary plan; if the Wind royal family was wiped out, leaving only Edwan, the Wind would quickly fall under the boss’s control.
That way, obtaining the first two inspections set up by the examiner would be incredibly easy.
Lyu continued to execute each of Yang Ming’s commands at her own pace.
She still focused on the battle over at the Valkyrie.
She controlled the filming devices throughout Ilando City, integrating the viewpoints of citizens’ spontaneous recordings to form battlefield glimpses and relaying them to networks within and outside the Wind Empire.
The information flow had increased to seven lines.
Lyu contemplated quietly.
She had a bit of distaste for such humans.
A bit of revulsion for those weaklings crying out in war;
And more disgust for those unabashedly bullying strong ones.
‘Besides the boss, I probably would not appreciate any human being.’
So thought Lyu to herself.
Oh no, there was also her little Angel, that little 026 who made her change her view on the human species quite a bit.
What was 026 doing at this moment?
Lyu wondered, allocating a portion of her computing power to rapidly search for that little round face in the surveillance network across Ilando City.
Very soon, Lyu found 026 among a crowd of fleeing people.
She wore her server uniform from work, pulling along two similarly dressed girls who were out of stamina, running forward with the crowd.
Overhead was the roar of missiles and airships.
Here and there were randomly fired lasers, and in the sky were dark clouds, occasionally shattered by giant beams of light.
This was the true helpless.
Lyu furrowed her brows tightly, incessantly seeking a safe point at 026’s location, opening an escape route in a building ahead for 026 and the crowd around her.
026 suddenly yanked the two girls beside her, signaling them to run forward with the crowd, then turned to dash towards the middle of the road filled with debris and hovering vehicle wreckage.
