The Twelfth-Eighty-Seventh Chapter
"Level-three alert! Unknown vessel detected at six o'clock! Level-three alert! Unknown vessel detected at six o'clock!" The shrill alarm instantly rang throughout the ship. In a flash, the officers and crew aboard the Fuxi dreadnought awoke like an anthill stirred into motion.
The twelve-linked turbo laser arrays, semiautomatic tractor beams, and anti-air missiles activated one after another. The laser secondary batteries and railgun secondary batteries on both sides of the hull aimed toward the distant reaches of space. Immediately afterward, the main guns at the very front of the warship began to glow faintly as their first-stage preheating commenced.
Next, the enormous warship's twelve-type deflector shields also activated, while lights flashed toward the escort ships around it, ordering the entire fleet to spread out.
In no more than three minutes, over forty percent of the giant ship's weapons had regained combat readiness, and every combat order had been carried out flawlessly.
The recovery of forty percent of the equipment did not mean that the other sixty percent of the crew had failed. According to standard fleet procedures, during a level-three alert, if thirty percent of the departments completed basic combat preparations within ten minutes, that was already considered satisfactory. From that perspective, the Fuxi's performance could be considered top-tier.
Of course, everything would have been perfect if Commander Paul Feragus had not arrived on the bridge until fifteen minutes after the alert began.
Thus, as a mature, highly emotionally intelligent member of society, Yu Lian, who had arrived at the bridge early, simply pressed himself against the wall beside the door and used psionics to disguise himself as an inconspicuous piece of furniture. Only after the portly General Feragus entered the bridge, sweating profusely, did he reveal himself and put on an expression suggesting that he, too,