Mech: Shattering of the Galaxy-Chapter 1302 - 37: Forced Breakthrough!

White Hair slammed the cup onto the table and rushed towards the hall entrance.

Four black heavy transport ships were silently hovering in the Space Port. Their thick hulls and pitch-black paint bore the words "Black Fire" clearly etched on the side.

"Heavy transport ships... just sailed right in…"

"I..."

The chubby one opened and closed his mouth, failing to utter a single word for quite a while.

Now, that's what you call boldness!

After negotiations, telling you straight out that the cargo is right outside — thousands of tons of military-grade weapons just sitting outside the Space Station — seeing this scene is more shocking than a hundred statements. Heaven knows how deep Mu Fan's cards run.

Moreover, how did Mu Fan pass through the Autonomous Army's inspection?

"The advancement of the cold weapons series 'Night' is yet to be implemented; this batch is just a sample, so it will need replenishing," Mu Fan explained responsibly, but clearly, none of them was listening anymore.

"No need, this is more than enough. My heart is pounding; I need to calm down." The chubby one clutched his chest, feeling his throat drying.

When he tells his father later, "I'm selling weapons," who knows what expression he'll see, but just thinking about it now is driving him mad with excitement.

"Those intelligent guards have already been outfitted with combat modules. They are not for sale, and thus their grade is quite high. If they absolutely need assigning, they could be included in the 'Black' top-tier shipborne series, so I don't recommend private modifications," this sentence was obviously directed at White Hair.

But seeing the gleam in White Hair's eyes, Mu Fan felt like his words were in vain.

"The four armed freighters all operate on a unified system; commands can be issued verbally. They are yours now."

Mu Fan put a perfect end to the negotiations for this transaction.

The five split up, White Hair set out on the armed freighter heading for Hinchlo, the chubby one headed for Loki Heavy Industry, William and Li Xiaoxi exchanged a glance and decided to start with the edge chaos areas of the Blue Capital Star Ring, where various forces have the weakest oversight and the highest purchasing potential.

As for Mu Fan, during this time, he adjusted the overall structure of Black Fire Weapons Company, with Outer Domain Galaxy as his primary target.

Watching the four depart one after another, Mu Fan's gaze shifted to the last seemingly unremarkable ship, and next, it was time to return to Ding Chuan.

"Black, contact Mentor Bach for me."

"Mentor Bach hasn't surfaced since returning to school. Based on internal database clues, it's likely that Mentor Bach has gone to the edge of the Fourth Star District on a special mission," Black replied promptly without querying, since Dingchuan Academy's surveillance was already part of its system.

"Do you need a transfer to Dingchuan Academy's direct line?"

"No need, just go directly. Can we land on the Thunderhawk's exclusive helipad?"

"Of course."

In the tranquil space, the disguised freighter from Shadow Island altered course, heading towards the massive blue planet.

The independent Fourth Star District, with Blue Capital Star as the administrative center, had its defenses reinforced multiple times over.

The number of ships on the flight path was increasing, and Mu Fan, looking at the light screen, discovered that a border control checkpoint had been set up by the Blue Capital Star autonomous government ahead.

Inside the Space Station on the safe route, countless military ships of all sizes were docked; roughly estimating, there were over a thousand warships.

Ships entering the planet aligned into lanes of varying specifications according to protocol, with the Space Station's professional data analysis team conducting preliminary inspections for the military.

The freighter from Shadow Island was designated to lane C212, with 34 ships queued ahead for inspection.

Mu Fan's gaze remained calm, as the inspection speed wasn't too slow; with each ship spending an average of 90 seconds at the Space Station, he needed just under 50 minutes.

1 minute, 5 minutes, 15 minutes...

Mu Fan sat quietly in the command chair, attentively reviewing the data on ancient relics compiled by Black.

Clink!

A red exclamation mark suddenly appeared on the screen.

[Emergency Situation]!

"What's happening?"

"Intruders have entered the Thunderhawk's storage area."

With Black's grave voice, the screen instantly switched.

In the lush green forest, a group appeared in the field of view.

They weren't particularly trying to conceal their movements, as dozens of armed personnel surrounded the group.

They were moving along the winding mountain path further into the forest.

As for that forest…

Mu Fan could not have been more familiar with it.

It was the secret base where the Thunderhawk was stored.

So, this was definitely an anomaly.

This area was listed as a prohibited zone on the Dingchuan Academy campus map, off-limits to everyone.

"The group has passed three surveillance points consecutively. Image analysis shows that two of them are personnel from Dingchuan Academy's Logistics Department. The other nine non-Dingchuan members were verified to have arrived at Dingchuan Academy this morning, Blue Capital Star Time, at 9 AM."

"How long until they reach the secret base?"

"Thirty minutes," Black had provided the maximum estimated time.

"Right now, move at maximum speed!" Mu Fan's eyes cold as ice.

As his words concluded, the light screen before him turned a vivid red, alarms resounding in the cockpit. Whereas a normal freighter had only two sets of engines,

at that moment, with all rear panels opened, six sets of engines were revealed, glowing an intense red.

The ships obediently queued behind were instantly startled.

"A modified freighter, with so many ships ahead, is it speeding directly?"

"Could it be... a breach through the inspection zone!?"

The captain's eyes widened, speechless.

"Captain, should we follow?" a new crew member, eager to prove himself, suggested.

"Follow my ass! Are you courting death?" The first officer slapped the crew member aside.

As his words fell, the armed freighter launched like an arrow from a bowstring!

"C212 freighter, what are you doing!"

"C212 is attempting to breach!"

"Alert!"

"Warning shots!"

Instantly, scores of high-speed destroyers locked onto the disguised freighter.

First, small-caliber electromagnetic guns extended from the armored ship.

Dense blue sparks flashed at the muzzle.

"Hit! —"

"Huh?"

The Blue Capital Star Autonomous Army was dumbfounded. Sparks of blue annihilation flared across the warship's hull.

Less than a tenth of the weaponry made contact.

The warship then executed seven consecutive 360-degree rolls, breaching the encirclement.

A Federation Sixth Tier Heavy Armored Ship happened to lie in the direction where the Young Eagle cruiser emerged.

Boom!

The battleship violently shuddered, its crew nearly all tossed about inside, a massive dent appearing on the armored hull.

The Young Eagle cruiser cut a brilliant arc, veering sharply through the Space Station.

The six sets of engines abruptly widened.

The tail flames doubled in thickness and length in an instant!

In the engine reactor, fist-sized high crystal stones were activated tens of thousands of times per second, the overwhelming energy unleashing terrifying thrust.

"Open fire!"

The border Colonel of the Autonomous Army roared.