A Core Ship From The Start

Chapter 2621: Chapter 1758: Who Are We Fighting? (Rolling Off the Bed)

Duanmu Huai piloted the Night Raven Black Star, quietly passing through the blockade of the Titan Star Fleet. He hid in the shadow cast by the massive star and entered the interior of the planet from the polar region on the other side.

This is a dead planet.

The entire planet is covered with thick layers of ice and snow, almost devoid of any trace of life. According to the reconnaissance fleet’s scans, the Titan Star people live inside this planet, much like dwarfs. Of course, the harsh weather outside is obviously not suitable for them to stay there.

But they were staying there nonetheless.

However, that was not important, as Duanmu Huai only had one task to accomplish.

He had Lumiaire simulate the signal of a Titanium Star Fighter, effortlessly passing through their anti-air network, and then landing in a nearby automated loading dock. The iron gate, frozen with ice and snow, slowly opened, shedding its heavy burden of ice and snow.

"The next step is simple."

Duanmu Huai stepped down from the fighter, looking around. The large automated loading dock was empty. This was normal because it was a material transfer station for the Titan Star people, and naturally, no one would be guarding it under normal circumstances.

"Lumiaire, find out the routes here and then send a shipment to the underground material warehouse of the Central Command Tower."

"Understood."

Lumiaire nodded, then walked to a nearby terminal and extended her hand. Soon, beams of circuit light emerged from Lumiaire’s fingertips, penetrating into the terminal.

A moment later, a cargo box nearby the three of them opened with a "pfft" sound.

"I have re-planned the route, and transportation will commence in ten minutes."

"Good, let’s get in... Hmm, let’s see what’s inside this box as well."

Duanmu Huai walked to the cargo box, curiously peering inside. What he saw were dozens of armor suits, slightly larger than humans, resembling powered exoskeletons. These were the combat suits of the Titan Star people. Their cowardly, foolish nature made them incapable of confronting the robust humans head-on. They could only use such tricks to enhance themselves, but what Duanmu Huai looked down upon was that even so, they would still resort to cheap shots from the rear.

A bunch of worthless things.

However, what concerned Duanmu Huai more was the model of these combat suits, which were clearly specialized combat types and were already prepared for action.

"Lumiaire?"

"Yes, Great Judge?"

"Where was this cargo box originally headed?"

"The specific location is an underground base to the southeast of the city, transported under the guise of combat losses replenishment."

"Combat losses replenishment?"

Duanmu Huai raised an eyebrow.

Not to a warehouse, not to a training ground, but for combat losses replenishment? This means the Titan Star people encountered some troublesome issue on this planet. Judging by the number of combat suits here, the Titan Star people had clearly suffered significant injuries. In other words, the enemy they faced was not easy to handle.

Hmm... but it has nothing to do with me.

Duanmu Huai dismissed the thought.

"Let’s get moving."

"Understood."

The three of them entered the cargo box, and then the doors closed once more, moving silently along the conveyor, into the depths of the dim tunnel ahead.

Until then, the Titan Star people had not noticed any irregularities.

After all, they had their own problems to deal with.

Gunfire, smoke, flashes.

The acrid smell of scorched air assaulted them, standing before the collapsed cave, Ka’an’s face, resembling a stretched fish head without a nose, looked extremely distorted. His combat suit was covered in soot and damage marks, and the battle marks and bodies surrounding them testified to the ferocity of the battle.

And it wasn’t over yet.

"We need reinforcements."

He let out a hoarse roar, showcasing his rage.

"Where are the reinforcements!? Where are my brothers of the Fire Clan!"

"They are ready for battle."

Another warrior approached, the magnetic railgun on his back swaying with his movements.

"However, there has been a mistake in the logistics process; it seems some equipment hasn’t been listed..."

"Listed?"

Ka’an reached out and grabbed his comrade.

"I don’t care about any list right now, what I need are warriors! Brave, fearless, resilient warriors like me! We need to hold them off, prevent them from advancing further! Now tell me, can we do it?"

"Of course, the Fire Clan fears nothing."

"Good."

Hearing this response, Ka’an’s agitated emotion calmed somewhat, he glanced at his comrade again, nodded, and looked away.

"Get them geared up and lined up quickly, we still have a battle to fight."

"Yes."

The latter saluted Ka’an, then hurriedly left. It passed through the busy battlefield and military camp, arriving at the other side of the camp. However, Ka’an did not know that its battle brother did not immediately head to the warehouse. Instead, after leaving the camp, it slipped into a nearby warehouse.

"—————"

The door let out a low growl, then slowly opened. Upon hearing this sound, everyone in the warehouse turned their heads; they were all Titan Star people, but at the moment they were cloaked and gathered in a circle, seemingly plotting something unspeakable.

Seeing the arrival of this warrior from the Fire Clan, their eyes seemed to freeze for a moment, then quickly relaxed.

"What’s the matter?"

"Everything in the plan is going smoothly, except some equipment did not arrive on time."

"How much?"

"A total of thirty-five units."

"It hasn’t affected the plan———what’s the battle situation?"

"Very unfavorable."

The Fire Clan warrior shook its head.

"Commander Ka’an is very angry. He needs more soldiers, more reinforcements, more artillery. And the enemy is far more troublesome than expected."

"But that’s exactly what we need."

The voice arose and then vanished.

"Go, noble warrior, for us, for Superior Virtue, stop the invaders."

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The warrior bowed its head, its dry mouth cracking open like a thin seam, sharp teeth dimly glowing inside.

"Everything will proceed as planned; when the next battle commences, it will be the moment of fate."

For Duanmu Huai, this was meaningless.

At this moment, he stood in a massive underground cavern, watching the dark, towering, pillar-like system core before him.

There was nothing here, no one, not a single thing. Because this was just a part of this giant system, with no terminals or anything to control the central command system. So naturally, there was little defense here. In fact, Duanmu Huai, along with Lumiaire and Ogis, had encountered virtually no obstacles along the way.

After all, only during maintenance might Alien Hybrids come to inspect the situation.

In the past, Duanmu Huai was at a loss with such things, but it’s different now with Lumiaire.

She can control all machines, even Alien Machines are not a problem. Moreover, Lumiaire doesn’t need keyboards, terminals, or any other messy interfaces.

Her method is simpler; all she needs is physical contact.

Just like now.

Seated on Duanmu Huai’s right shoulder, Lumiaire reached out, gently placing her white-gloved right-hand finger on the thick, dark iron shell. Soon, circuit-like beams of light emerged from Lumiaire’s fingertips, branching and flowing like streams, quickly extending upwards.

Clearly, those long-face creatures haven’t realized that their demise is imminent.

After a moment, Lumiaire opened her eyes and nodded at Duanmu Huai.

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"Very well."

Duanmu Huai nodded.

"Proceed!"

The roar of artillery erupted.

The entire corridor turned into a battlefield of fire and light, with Ka’an’s pulse carbine constantly spewing destructive flames, joining others in blocking the enemy’s advance once more. But this time, the situation was clearly not ideal. Although the opponent’s equipment remained crude, illogical, and seemed more like toys, their power was growing. If it weren’t for seeing the grotesquely twisted armor across, Ka’an might have thought he was fighting his own kind.

But it was no illusion.

"Suppress their firepower; don’t give them a chance!"

Ka’an shouted loudly, directing other soldiers and drones to set up defenses, trying to repel the enemy once more, just as they had done before.

Suddenly, everything stopped.

The heavy, fire-spewing combat suits suddenly seemed to sputter out, airborne drones fell to the ground. What once obeyed the Titan Star people like their own limbs, agilely controlled combat suits now seemed to become powerless iron blocks, even preventing them from moving their feet.

"What’s going on?"

Ka’an tried hard to move his fingers, but his combat suit was like iron, motionless, and the prompt "No permission, operation failed" appeared before his eyes.

This is my combat suit; it must move!

Ka’an shouted angrily, and at that moment, he heard the familiar sound of a magnetic railgun, first grinning, then pausing in disbelief.

Because the sound wasn’t coming from beside him but from behind.

The roaring magnetic rail shot hit Ka’an, leaving a large hole in his chest. Ka’an, resembling a toppled statue, fell backward maintaining his shooting posture.

The last thing Ka’an saw before falling was those burly invaders, consistently shouting their nonsensical slogans, eagerly rushing out from the smoke and powder.