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Although these warships cannot compare to the lunar patrol warships of the Moon Palace, they are heavily armored and have fierce firepower. They are the standard configuration for space pirate raids and are currently hovering quietly in the low sky, like lurking wolves.
"Are you all ready?"
Chen Yuan's voice came through the communication channel.
"Chief Chen Yuan, we are all in position."
"Razor Squad has locked onto all visible defensive turrets!"
Seeing this, Chen Yuan nodded and looked at Sal: "According to the plan, you will launch a frontal assault to draw their fire. I will infiltrate the core area and take control of their main control room and main warships."
"Don't worry, I've wanted to tear this place down for ages." Thrall grinned maliciously and slammed his fist into his breastplate.
"Then, let's begin."
At Chen Yuan's command, the engines of the entire assault fleet instantly spewed out dazzling purple flames and rushed towards the scrap yard.
"Whoosh... Boom!!!"
"Boooooooooh!!!"
The plasma cannons and missile pods on the sides of the three Lunar-class assault ships opened fire simultaneously.
Dense beams of energy and missiles trailing plumes rained down on the automated defense positions surrounding the waste dump, like a torrential downpour.
In an instant, flames shot into the sky, and explosions continued one after another.
The automated plasma turrets personally deployed by Jock were instantly engulfed by fierce firepower, turning into fireballs one after another.
"Damn it, enemy attack! Enemy attack! It's Sal's men!"
"Quickly... activate all defenses and keep them out."
"Notify Boss Jock, quick."
Alarms blared throughout the junkyard, and the remaining space pirates rushed to their battle stations in a panic. Some heavy guns mounted on the garbage heap began to unleash firepower into the sky, the crimson bullets lashing out like whips at Sal's fleet.
"Hahaha, charge! Break down their gate!"
Sal laughed wildly, personally piloting a warship, activating its defenses, and charging through a hail of bullets toward the main gate of the junkyard, which had been converted from the bow of a discarded ship.
Just as the Sal fleet had drawn almost all attention, Chen Yuan made his move.
He flew at incredible speed, then used shadow stealth and teleportation to flash between the flames of the explosion and the distorted shadows, easily bypassing the chaotic outer defenses and appearing directly in the core area of the junkyard.
This is outside a main control room that has been converted from the hold of a huge cargo ship and is filled with various instruments and cables.
"Hmm, who is it?"
The elite guards outside the main control room suddenly noticed Chen Yuan's inexplicable appearance and immediately raised their energy laser guns to fire.
Chen Yuan neither dodged nor evaded; his nanotech suit instantly covered his entire body.
"Nano core, pulse diffusion!"
He spread his arms, and nanoparticles surged around him, causing an invisible ring of pulsed energy to suddenly spread out.
The incoming energy beams were deflected and dissipated the moment they touched the energy ring. The surrounding guards were struck as if by a heavy hammer, screaming as they were sent flying backward, their electronic devices emitting black smoke and instantly malfunctioning.
Chen Yuan kicked open the heavy alloy door and walked into the main control room.
Chaos reigned inside, and the technicians stared at him in horror.
"Listen, if you don't want to die, get off the control panel." Chen Yuan's voice was cold and brooked no argument.
Most of the technicians scrambled to escape, but a tall, thin middle-aged man with one side of his face covered by a mechanical prosthetic and blue eyes stood in front of the control panel.
He is Jock's second-in-command, known as Horn, the Iron Hand, who possesses the ability to shape metal and has reached the early stage of the sixth rank.
“What benefits did Sal give you? We can offer a higher price. Leave now, and I can pretend nothing happened.”
Horn remained calm as his arms instantly liquefied, transforming into two enormous, gleaming metal blades.
Chen Yuan didn't bother arguing with him. He moved at supersonic speed, creating a sonic boom as he charged directly at Horn.
"Insanity!"
Horn roared, took a few steps forward, and slashed out with his twin blades, the blades whistling as they tore through the air.
Chapter 230 Jock's Fury
Chen Yuan neither dodged nor evaded. Nanoparticles gathered in his right arm, transforming into a molecular splitting sword, with dark red energy flames burning fiercely as he met the attack head-on.
"Qiang!"
The ear-piercing metallic clang was accompanied by the hissing sound of energy annihilation. Horn's metal blade, capable of slicing through armor, was melted in the instant it collided with the molecular disintegration sword, leaving traces of high-temperature melting at the break.
"what?"
Horn was shocked and retreated rapidly, while simultaneously manipulating the surrounding metal fragments to shoot them all at Chen Yuan.
With a wave of his left hand, Chen Yuan instantly deployed a nano-diamond-shaped shield, blocking all the metal fragments.
He didn't stop, closing in again, the Molecular Disintegration Sword following closely, revealing itself once more.
Horn unleashed his full power, causing the metal floor beneath his feet to surge and churn as if alive, forming spikes and barriers to try and stop Chen Yuan. At the same time, he constantly changed his form, sometimes transforming into claws and sometimes into a heavy hammer.
Despite his best efforts, all his struggles were in vain in the face of absolute speed and power.
Chen Yuan's sword light was like the Grim Reaper's scythe, reaping lives. When he swung it, it precisely dismantled Horn's defenses, leaving deep burn marks on his specially made alloy body.
As Horn was being pushed back, a loyal space pirate in the control room took advantage of the chaos to rush to the emergency button, intending to start one of Jock's treasured Lunar-class light frigates docked in the rear shipyard.
"Blow them up!" the space pirate roared.
Just as his finger was about to press down.
A glint of silver flashed in Chen Yuan's eyes.
Space compression!
An invisible hexagonal spatial barrier instantly appeared in front of the emergency button, then compressed in an instant. The space pirate was as if he had crashed into a steel wall, his nose broke, and he passed out.
At the same time, Chen Yuan raised his left hand towards Horn, who was still putting up a stubborn resistance.
Electromagnetic gravitational field, full power!
"Buzz!"
A terrifying gravity, two hundred times stronger than normal, instantly enveloped Horn from Chen Yuan. At that moment, Horn felt as if a mountain was pressing down on him, and his metallic body made a sound of being unable to bear the weight.
Horn's movements froze instantly, and he was pinned to the floor, unable to move even a finger.
"Uh... ah..."
Horn struggled to lift his head, his eyes filled with disbelief and horror.
This power was completely beyond his comprehension.
Chen Yuan walked up to him, the tip of the molecular splitting sword touching his mechanical prosthetic eye.
"Surrender, or become real scrap metal along with your junk."
Looking into Chen Yuan's emotionless eyes and feeling the terrifying gravity on his body—enough to crush an ordinary mech—Horn closed his eyes and said:
"I won't betray Boss Jock, just kill me!"
After saying that, Horn dissipated his power, his metal body returned to normal, and he collapsed helplessly to the ground.
"You have a bit of pride; it would be a shame to just kill you like this."
Chen Yuan slapped him unconscious, then quickly cut off the power to all the defense systems in the waste yard and sent a message to the Sal fleet, which was still engaged in fierce fighting outside, through the Dragon Core.
"The core area is under control, and the defense system is paralyzed. You can fight without hesitation."
Outside, Thrall, who was furiously smashing the gate with his warhammer, received the message. He was stunned at first, then burst into even louder laughter.
"Brothers, Lord Chen Yuan has succeeded. Let's all charge in and take everything we can."
Without the support of a unified command and defense system, the remaining space pirates quickly collapsed under the combined attack of the Sal fleet and ground forces.
Chen Yuan stood in front of the huge porthole in the main control room, watching the gradually subsiding fighting outside without saying a word.
Taking over Jock's lair was just the first step in his path to unifying the space pirates.
……
Meanwhile, Jock, the junk kingpin, returned to his territory, the junkyard, in his brightly modified transport ship, carrying the goods from the successful transaction.
However, the sight that greeted him upon his return instantly froze the smile on his face.
The once chaotic yet orderly base is now shrouded in thick smoke, its outer defenses reduced to charred remains, and the meticulously designed automatic turrets are now nothing but twisted skeletons.
Jock's cyborg creations were reduced to piles of scrap metal, and the Lunar-class warships were nowhere to be found.
"My...my home..."
Jock's mind went blank for a moment.
His livelihood, the treasures he had collected over decades, all his research equipment and collections... all gone?
The special warship slowly landed on the open ground in front of the main gate. The hatch opened, and Jock walked down the gangway step by step.
His body trembled slightly with rage, and his face, which usually wore a maniacal smile, was now so gloomy it seemed to drip water.
Seeing Thrall's men cleaning up the battlefield and moving supplies, Jock's eyes immediately turned bloodshot.
“Sa-er-!!”
A roar filled with endless resentment and rage erupted from the depths of Jock's throat, like a wounded and dying beast, making the surrounding metal debris vibrate.
"You despicable scoundrel! You stole my house while I was away! I'll kill you! I'll kill you!"
At the same time, a warship descended from the atmosphere, hovering in the air. The flagship's hatch opened, and Thrall himself, carrying his iconic energy warhammer, landed with a thud, kicking up a cloud of dust, aided by thrusters.
With an undisguised mockery and a victor's smile on his face, he said, "Jock, your junkyard should have been reorganized a long time ago. I'm helping you clean it up, you should thank me!"
Thrall pointed his warhammer at Jock, "And now this place belongs to Lord Chen Yuan... oh, and me too, you can get lost."
"fart!"
Jock went completely berserk. His cybernetic body instantly activated its attack program, bursting with blinding sparks. He charged at Sal like a runaway truck, yelling, "Give me back what I have!"
Thrall showed no fear, swinging his warhammer to meet the attack. The warhammer, carrying terrifying kinetic energy, smashed towards Jock.
Jock neither dodged nor evaded; his highly modified right arm suddenly expanded, its mechanical structure unfolding layer by layer, transforming into a thick composite shield.