Super Spender

Chapter 794: 788: Interstellar Pirates



Chapter 794: 788: Interstellar Pirates

Chapter 794: Chapter 788: Interstellar Pirates

Who could blame them for their lack of experience? However, Mussell Evans, after receiving the news, didn’t take it lightly; he gathered all his warships that he could bring. In Mussell’s view, these interstellar pirates were seeking their own deaths because within this distance, his warships could completely slaughter them.

Of course, this doesn’t mean that Mussell wouldn’t prepare at all. If these were some notorious interstellar pirate groups, he might consider it twice, but an unknown interstellar pirate group, with a name that screams mediocrity? It was absurd that these fellows attempted to blackmail a noble family.

Did they not know what death was? Although most noble families didn’t want to offend the large-scale interstellar pirates, it does not mean they would fear a few small-time pirates. After all, large-scale interstellar pirate organizations indeed hold a threat.

Not to mention these lot are desperate scoundrels but even more, could a barefooted man really fear someone with shoes? These pirates have nothing to lose, unlike these noble families. So, if these families could spend their way out of a catastrophe, they would choose to, but it doesn’t mean any level of interstellar pirates can come here to demand tribute.

“Milo, you are to lead a warship, along with two cruisers and a reconnaissance destroyer as a reserve force. We will jump there first, and if the enemy tries to escape and their strength is lesser than us, remember, I’ll trace their jumping location directly, follow them and wipe them out,” Mussell wasn’t stupid, after all.

He used some tactics, only to track down the pirates. After issuing the command and making sure the orders were received, Mussell instantly gave his own battle command to the fleet: “Everyone, activate the warship shield, space armors, and space fighters. Predator crew, prepare for strike. Jumping time countdown: 15 minutes.”

“Calculate the jump location, everyone alert. We might be attacked as soon as we jump in, keep your eyes wide open. make sure the main gun is ready to fire. Everyone, prepare for the jump, one-minute countdown.”

“Nanny Fernando, have the coordinates been calculated?” Mussell turned to his ship pilot, speaking in a deep voice.

“Yes, Commander, all calculations are done. Based on what we saw in the video communication and from the porthole, the distance of the enemy from our Factory Planet, I have calculated the jump coordinates. We will appear approximately within 1000 kilometers from them,” the pilot, Nanny Fernando, responded loudly.

“Good, as the countdown ends, jump immediately over,” Fernando ordered instantly.

Meanwhile, less than 0.5 light-years away, aboard a massive first-class warship, Jasmine Davis curiously looked at Lucy Watson and asked, “What’s your strategy?”

“Heh, Commander Davis, it’s simple. If they aren’t fools, they will surely attack us. And according to the intelligence we received, their fleet is not even capable of swallowing one of our warships. Leaving three warships here, for them, is already overestimation on our part.”

“Then what’s the purpose of dispatching the other fleets separately?” asked Davis, intrigued.

Their convoy consisted of a hundred first-class warships, whose logistic requirements for a mere sortie was astronomical. While Finn Lewis did not make a fuss about it, even appearing nonchalant, Davis believed that if they postured their forces here, the mere sight of it would frighten the enemy away.

But what did Watson do? She kept most of the warships hidden in the Kepler belt, out of the planetary system’s gravitational influence. Of the 25 warships they had, only three were displayed here, with two more as support. The remaining 20 were divided into three fleets.

There were two subdivisions of seven first-class warships each and the remaining six formed another subdivision. A total of five subdivisions, which included their division “G1.” The subsequent ones were “G2,” “G3,” and “G4,” and the two support warships composed the “T1” fleet.

As for the main task force, in Watson’s words, they won’t be needed, although the main task force remained ready for support if necessary.

“In my view, if their fleet commander isn’t a fool, the information we leaked can direct them straight into the attack range of our main cannon. That is to say, there is an 80% chance that their jump will occur within a 1000-kilometer range from us. And if they can’t even calculate the location of the plant we purposefully displayed during our video call,” Watson explained casually.

Davis was left speechless. Only then did she realize that when Watson had deliberately displayed the factory outside the porthole during their conversation, it wasn’t mere bragging – it was a trap. As for whether the enemy would discover it, well, it’s unlikely for them to be that obtuse.

“If they’ve calculated our location, they will likely underestimate us. After all, the name of our pirate group is new, they could not possibly expect us to be that formidable. So, they will surely jump straight at us, trying to either capture us in one swoop or annihilate us directly,” Watson explained cheerfully.

“Based on what you’re saying, we should have concentrated all of our fleets,” Davis asked, still a bit skeptical.

“Of course, this is only in the case where the enemy commander is dumb. If he isn’t, he would leave part of his fleet behind. Our jump drive must be in the cooling process, and when they jump in and find that we are overwhelming, what if we jump and escape right away? Thus, if he’s even a little smart, he will leave behind a part of his fleet. If we try to escape after they’ve jumped in, then this part of the fleet would be used to hunt us down,” Watson replied, laughing.

Davis finally got it: “Oh, I see. If we flee, their supports at the back would calculate our jump trajectory and then send a fleet to jump in and attack us. The fleets you’ve left behind are to capture the remaining fleet, right?”

As Watson nodded in agreement, Davis sighed. She had always been confident in herself – she thought her intellect was pretty good among the pirates. But comparing with Watson made her think if she ever faced a fleet led by Watson, she would die without knowing how she doomed herself.


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