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Chapter 226: 120 Super Large Anti-Ship Planet Cannons! [More and More]_3

Chapter 226: 120 Super Large Anti-Ship Planet Cannons! [More and More]_3

Yang Ming muttered, “Perhaps the Emperor’s Key got lost.”

“Makes sense. Now the old Emperor’s grandfather, back then, killed his own brother to usurp the throne; maybe he abandoned this place then,” Lyu speculated.

“Since the founding of the Luofeng Empire, they’ve rarely encountered war. They relied on the powerful Sherman Empire, and no one dared to provoke them, just until these last twenty years when the New Federation set their sights on them.”

“So, boss, the New Federation never knew the Wind hid this anti-ship system.”

“If they used satellite scans or instruments to detect, they would only see this as part of a training base!”

“Alright, Lyu, are you going to tell me what this thing really is?”

“A Dreadnought! A stationary Dreadnought!”

Yang Ming was stunned.

The projection screen in front of him flickered again, and a three-dimensional projection of a massive cannon barrel appeared before him.

It occupied nearly half of a mountainside; the base sunk deep into the earth, and the barrel embedded in the mountainside stretched over ten kilometers long!

“Can this thing be used?” Yang Ming’s voice quivered slightly.

Jackpot!

“The system is intact, and energy is abundant!” Lyu quickly replied, “They invested untold efforts when constructing this place, using enclosed pulse anti-mag storm permanent circuits! All components underwent meticulous plating treatment; they could last for a thousand years!”

Yang Ming asked, his eyes gleaming, “This thing can take out the Valkyrie, right?”

Lyu: …

“Boss, we’re still in an air battle; can you postpone your thoughts about the Valkyrie? Should we activate the system?”

Yang Ming crossed his legs, a slight curve forming at the corners of his mouth.

…

“General! The enemy is showing signs of retreat! The Ninth Expeditionary Fleet is commencing evasive maneuvers!”

Gudun Mah immediately prepared to issue a dodging order, but a few lines of text suddenly appeared before him.

He quickly shouted,

“Third, Fifth, Sixth, Ninth formations, head to the target airspace I’ve designated. Aim the main cannons of all four formations at the enemy’s remaining supply ships and keep firing! Once in the target airspace, immediately release deep-space torpedoes and swiftly set the net!”

“Yes!”

As Gudun Mah raised his hand to brush back a strand of hair from his forehead, his fingers couldn’t help but tremble slightly.

What did this mean?

What was the point of the move Mr. Ming just made?

These four formations he was maneuvering were nowhere near capable of stopping the New Federation’s Seventh Fleet on its long-range mission. How could they lay mines in full view of the enemy; how could the opponent just walk into it?

Unless the New Federation’s Seventh Fleet panicked and lost its way.

How could that be?

The New Federation fleet, with its equipment and quantity of personnel, was extremely strong. The opponent was unlikely to…

Ding ding.

A message suddenly popped up.

Yang Ming: [Gudun, do you know what’s buried beneath the Imperial Palace?]

Gudun Mah frowned deeply and sent back a question mark.

Yang Ming: [Get ready for fireworks.]

Gudun Mah was left full of question marks.

As the fierce battle among the ships continued, Mr. Ming sent a new directive. Gudun Mah had no time to think, continuing to issue battle orders.

After more than ten minutes, Gudun Mah realized Yang Ming’s strategy and intent.

His fleet formed a loose encirclement, broadly encircling the New Federation’s Seventh Fleet, leaving two huge gaps.

Were these gaps meant for the enemy’s Seventh Fleet to escape?

A wise move.

If they continued to fight tooth and nail, not to mention whether the Sherman Ninth Expeditionary Fleet would suffer too much and hold him accountable afterward, their main battleships’ losses would also continue to increase.

If the New Federation retreated, they would win politically!

The battlefield is an extension of the political arena; this must be measured to gain an advantage in future political struggles…

“General! A strong energy reaction is detected on Ilando Star! Suspected ultra-large battleship main cannon charging!”

“What?” Gudun Mah wondered if something was wrong with his hearing.

But seconds later, warnings came from all ships simultaneously.

Energy detection radars on each ship simultaneously issued danger warnings!

“Get ready for fireworks.”

Gudun Mah abruptly stood up, staring intently at the huge projection screen in front of him, which displayed the entire battlefield map.

After the previous fierce battle, a rather strange battle situation had formed!

If a massive light beam suddenly appeared in the direction of Ilando Star, it could pierce through at least twenty of the New Federation fleet’s battleships!

Would that really happen?

“What is that…”

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Suddenly, exclamations of shock came from in front of the control panel.

“Something’s happening on the ground! The clouds have been cleared! The edge of the Imperial Palace has cracked open!”

“That is… is that a cannon barrel? Wasn’t that supposed to be a radio telescope?”

“It’s an ion cannon! An ultra-large ion cannon!”

“Damn! There’s a cannon under the palace!”

The fleet’s communication channel fell into chaos.

The New Federation fleet immediately started to disperse, but it was too late!

A deep blue beam of light, nearly two kilometers in diameter and seemingly able to melt everything, rose from the surface of the planet, instantly illuminating the abyss-like space of the universe.

The entire Ilando City turned into a deep blue ocean!

Within a shield, the old Emperor raised his scepter high!

Those fortunate enough to witness the beam felt the roaring heatwave rushing toward them!

Gudun Mah’s eyes widened in disbelief as he watched the deep blue beam flash past outside the ship’s bridge and the string of massive “fireworks” that appeared.

He suddenly realized,

“Attack! Full-on attack! Aggressively expand the victory! The enemy is about to retreat!”

Deep in the bowels of the Imperial Palace,

Yang Ming sat on the throne, frowning as he looked at the back of the old Emperor on the screen in front of him, muttering,

“Lyu, do you think that old guy might actually believe this beam was his doing?”