The Strategy of Stealing Chickens and Dogs

Chapter 142 The Strategy of Stealing Chickens and Dogs

Just as He Feng was about to say something, an untimely, long alarm suddenly sounded.

Three parts eagerness, seven parts panic.

That was the Blue Ship's alarm bell, reporting an impending crisis. As the long blast of the alarm ended, a male voice came from the speaker.

"Attention: A large number of large-volume units have been detected approaching within five nautical miles of the Azure, suspected to be hostile Tier 2 fortresses."

"For your lives and safety, all crew members who are outdoors, please return to your posts and prepare for any possible attack."

"Attention! This is not a drill! This is not a drill!"

The announcer emphasized a few points, and the information flowed through the newly established communication network of the Azure, issuing warnings through loudspeakers.

Upon hearing this, everyone felt a chill run down their spines, their bodies trembled slightly, and a sense of fear arose within them.

But after a few seconds of momentary confusion, the lingering passion rekindled, and everyone stared intently at He Feng.

All eyes, without a second thought, focused on He Feng without the slightest hesitation.

"Just listen to the lord in everything." This thought echoed in everyone's mind.

It was as if a bubble of words had sprouted from my head, filling the entire deck and echoing back and forth.

We look forward to this great leader leading them together, and under his superb command skills, winning a brilliant battle!

Perhaps with this lord who is so insightful and can always win battles, they can become their only reliance in this harsh land.

The changing circumstances caused everyone to completely tie their life trajectories to He Feng.

A heavy weight of expectation, solemnity, and high hopes fell upon He Feng.

There is no reason for this; just like a toddler, they are born wanting to seek the protection of those who have experience, yet they never pay attention to the pressure brought about by the high expectations placed upon them.

The selfishness and laziness of life are manifested to an extreme degree.

However, He Feng did not panic at all in this somber environment.

At this moment, the elevator platform had already transported He Feng to the narrow entrance of the deck. He stepped off the platform with light steps, as if he were a stranger in a foreign land.

He seemed to ignore the crisis information from the other party, stretched his aching back and muscles, and then let out a tired yawn.

Then, he glanced sideways and slowly swept his gaze over the crowd that was staring at him like a light bulb, before shouting sternly with a helpless look.

"Why are you looking at me? Get back to work!"

The sudden order, which hit the nail on the head, shattered any illusions that should have been held, forcing everyone present to immediately come to their senses, as if waking from a deep dream.

"The lord has spoken! Quick! Quick! Prepare for the attack!!!"

Li Ran was the first to break free from his emotions, and he immediately started yelling and urging.

"But—but, my lord, aren't you going to tell us what to do?"

A female crew member had coal dust on her face and calluses on her hands; her hands, which should have been soft and tender, were now unusually tough.

She quietly squeezed out from the crowd, tugged at He Feng's sleeve, and whispered cautiously.

The girl's voice was soft, but clear enough that He Feng could hear it clearly when he leaned in.

"Don't worry, it's okay, you can rely on yourselves."

The mourning had clearly taken a toll on his body; a wave of drowsiness forced him to think, and he spoke in a broken, incoherent voice.

"Does anyone else have any objections?"

"But, my lord, the enemy may have already discovered us. If we don't take action soon, something terrible will really happen," Li Ran said.

"No rush, those people aren't qualified." He Feng forced a smile on his listless face and whispered to Li Ran, who was guarding him.

Li Ran nodded as if he understood, and with He Feng's assurance, he said no more and let He Feng do as he pleased.

"Is anyone else here?"

He Feng's lifeless voice suddenly rose two octaves, but his voice was powerful and clear enough for everyone present to hear it clearly.

Meanwhile, he mentally estimated the other fortresses that were about to approach.

"My lord, we really have no idea how to deal with these second-tier fortresses! We still need your command, otherwise we really don't know how to fight them."

Soon, a burly man with a stubble beard poked his head out, his face contorted with rage, as if he had made a great decision.

Subsequently, in groups of three or five, with the pioneers leading the way, more and more people began to beg for the Dao.

"Please try a little harder. The Azure can't do without you, just like a fish can't do without water."

"We've finally mustered the courage to face the future, but you can't just abandon us!"

"Yes, sir, considering everyone's oath, you will—"

"Courage? Vows? Where do you get your courage? Are you going to rely on empty words?" He Feng retorted abruptly, a shallow sneer on his face.

"You are putting your personal courage on my shoulders because of your own cowardice. To be honest, I don't want such a cheap oath."

"At this point, I don't want to say anything more. I'm sleepy, so get out of the way, I want to get some sleep!"

His body was half-leaning. When someone saw that he was unsteady and tried to help him, they were ruthlessly pushed far away, not allowed to get within half a meter of him.

The crowd surrounding him made way for him, helplessly watching the lord who was determined to give up, wanting to reach out to stop him but then shrinking back.

But He Feng was ruthless enough to walk onto the deck, descend the steps, and disappear into the building complex without looking back.

Before leaving, He Feng gently patted Li Ran on the shoulder and casually whispered some instructions in his ear.

"Everything as usual."

It was so simple that it only involved explaining a series of trivial matters, requiring no effort on his part.

Everyone present stared blankly at He Feng's vanished figure, hoping to wait for him to change his mind.

After a while, apart from a few people gradually dispersing, there was still no sign of He Feng.

Most of them had already fallen into a deep sleep, leaving them standing there blankly.

"Damn it, I told you all to stop talking! Now look what's happened, the lord is really angry, and there's no way to salvage the situation!"

"By the way, Zhang San, why don't you ask the lord for help? There might actually be some hope?"

"Me? Why don't you go? The lord is overworked and you dare disturb his rest? You're really brainless!"

Negative emotions gradually spread, and this incident almost killed their spirit. Most people followed the crowd's lead.

They returned to their posts as usual, without panic, only feeling powerless in the face of the current situation.

Are they really capable of dealing with those foreign Tier 2 fortresses on their own?

Reality is like a black box; no one knows the answer until it is opened.

"Quiet down!" Li Ran, the artillery squad leader at the time, spoke up.

"Get back to work. This is the lord's order. Now get back to work. If you waste any more time here, don't blame me for punishing you for missed work."

He led several subordinates, rifles slung across their backs, snapping loudly, and shouted orders.

In a fit of rage, the gathered crowd disintegrated, or muttered gossips, breaking up the group and scattering in all directions from the fortress.

Physical warnings are always more effective than verbal ones, and in no time, only a few people remained, bewildered and waiting in vain.

After a little psychological work, the person left in a more or less complete state.

But there will always be some tough nuts to crack, which will occasionally appear to annoy you and become obstacles you have to face.

Now, the silent, skinny man stepped forward, his face filled with resentment and jealousy, and shouted at the top of his lungs.

"Li Ran, don't think you're so great just because you're a small leader. We're all just luckier than you. Do you think you can boss us around?"

"I'm just following orders. Watch your words, crew."

"Don't you remember me? Tsk tsk tsk, it's alright, you're just a forgetful person. Have you forgotten that we were released from the same cage in the Skua prison?"

"Heh heh heh, you've already forgotten the old days, and now that you're like strangers, you've got all this official arrogance?"

"oh."

Li Ran, who was still organizing the crowd, glanced at him briefly, only vaguely remembering that she had met this guy a few times.

"I understand. Would you please go back to your workstation?" Li Ran approached the skinny man and reached out to pull him out.

"Don't touch me!" The skinny man jumped up like a cat that had been drenched in water the moment Li Ran touched his hand, his facial muscles trembling as he yelled.

Then she huddled in a quiet corner, glaring at him with a mournful expression.

"Why? Why are you doing so well while I'm stuck as a farm manager with a little girl overshadowing me? Why?! Why?!"

"Hey buddy, don't stay in this barbershop. If you go back, we'll treat you to some bitter ale after the war, okay?"

Li Ran patiently forced a smile and tried to get closer to this unfamiliar acquaintance.

"Hey! I know you only have the talent of an evolved being, so it's no wonder you're stuck here with the city defense force, just waiting to die. But that's no excuse for taking your anger out on everyone!"

"I said—are you ever going to stop?" Li Ran took a deep breath, and his suppressed emotions finally erupted.

"I am a soldier, and a soldier's duty is to obey orders. Any thought of retreating in the face of battle is absolutely disrespectful to the lord."

The betrayal of the Azure.

After saying that, Li Ran's two sword-like eyebrows shot up, and his two companions also turned their guns around, pointing the black muzzles at the heads of the troublemakers.

"Therefore, our city defense forces will absolutely prevent any act of disloyalty. If you want, I can let you try."

"You?!" Faced with Li Ran's explosive aura, the man froze instantly.

"You win!" With no other options left, he clenched his fists and stormed off, never daring to look back.

All he could manage to say, in his insignificant position, was, "My name is Bai Shun, and you fucking remember that!"

Five nautical miles from the Azure, one of the many carrion-eating fortresses that crave corpses.

Starfish.

A Tier 1 fortress struggling to survive in the Black Abyss Sea—this is definitely a very representative example. "Lord, there seems to be a remnant of conflict over there, my God?! Three, four, no, even more!"

"There are so many Tier 2 fortress ruins! We're going to make a fortune! Shall we head over there and soak up some of the good luck?"

Inside the control room of the Starfish ship.

The speaker was Little Bird, the first mate of the Starfish.

It's a very messy name, but that's definitely her name; it's clearly written in her family tree and identity information.

She was a young female navigator, one of the few female first mates.

"Don't go yet, wait a bit." The man was wearing a tattered navy uniform, washed white all over, with a bright name tag stuck on his chest.

It bears the two gilded characters "Langming".

He was holding a telescope in one hand, staring intently into the distance, while the other hand rested on the helm, slowly and leisurely controlling the fortress's navigation.

"Huh? Waiting again? If this keeps up, we won't even get a hot meal," the little bird pouted and complained.

"Yes, yes, yes, so many times, I've wanted them to eat all the leftovers so we could gnaw on the bones."

The little bird sat on the control panel, its tiny feet, clad in sea monster boots, dangling back and forth, its eyes closed and a bored expression on its face as it muttered something.

"They say they want to make a fortune, but what kind of fortune is this?"

"Stop!" Lang Ming left one hand out and flicked her forehead without even looking at her.

In excruciating pain, the girl lost her balance on the platform and fell to the ground, clutching her forehead and crying out in pain.

"Ouch, ouch, ouch! You stinky Langming, you caught me off guard again!"

Langming ignored her rambling and continued chatting with her.

"You should know the situation of our fortress. It is a first-tier fortress located at the lowest level of the Black Abyss Sea. It shouldn't have such big ambitions."

"If we really run into a relentless brute, we can still escape if we just run away."

"Do you remember how we got to where we are today?"

After the little bird chirped for a while, a blush appeared on the Heavenly Gate.

Like a plum blossom falling on spring snow, coupled with her pitiful expression, she couldn't help but evoke feelings of tenderness and affection.

"I know, I know, you don't need to tell me." The little bird was clearly not very interested in this boring topic.

But then, her eyes darted around, and with a mischievous look, she seemed to have thought of something good, and she sprang to her feet.

She leaned close to Langming's ear and spoke softly in a forced, mature voice.

"Come closer, I have something to tell you—"

A sly smile played on the girl's lips as her right hand wrapped around Lang Ming's back, her taut, delicate fingers poised to strike.

At this time.

Lang Ming suddenly bent down and used his elbow to forcefully strike the perpetrator's forehead.

"Bang!"

It was another crisp snapping sound on the forehead.

"Remember our Starfish's code of conduct: Never underestimate your enemy, and never lose what is right in front of you."

He put away his binoculars, casually placed his feet on the helm, and leaned back in his chair with his hands supporting his head, his eyes revealing a fox-like cunning.

"We can just eat what's leftovers." He chuckled softly as he watched the little bird rolling around on the ground, writhing in its misery after his beating.