Decapitation Operation (Mid-Autumn Festival Greetings, Third Update!)
Mu Fan's calm hand swept across the control panel like a breeze.
The group of space pirates, who were still laughing and joking, only saw Ivan's mecha arm suddenly tremble, and then sixteen wind chimes floated up.
"Ivan, what are you trying to do, kid!?"
"Hello."
Unfortunately, they never received a response from Ivan.
The driver of the Chase Speed s had changed to Mu Fan. Under his control, the sixteen wind chimes suddenly split into four groups of four, with each group of four facing outwards. At the same time, there was a large gap between each pair of chimes.
This is the pseudo-eight-line operation that Mu Fan created by using his super-fast hand speed.
Create a fault line in each group to achieve a second strike.
On the outside, this manifests as the Chase Speed s mech's unique weapons being ready to be activated!
"Damn it, is he going crazy? Open fire!"
A ruthless bandit with a cigarette dangling from his lips suddenly shouted, and then his Magnetic Vibration Rifle emitted a thick current.
This action truly signaled the start of Mu Fan's killing spree!
A wind chime, about 50 centimeters in diameter, flew towards the ruthless bandit with a strange whistling sound.
Thump!
A deafening roar struck the hearts of all the space pirates, and their companion was slammed into the metal wall!
The body is so rotten it can't get any worse.
But this was not the end; a second, strange wind chime sounded.
In their eyes, the second wind chime crashed hard into the first wind chime.
Ding~
A crisp impact resounded throughout the Mecha Hangar, leaving the nearby space pirates still reeling.
Several laser beams shot out from the point where the two wind chimes collided.
It directly pierced through five nearby thugs.
A flash of intense heat passed by, and these people lost consciousness without uttering a sound.
"This is the enemy, not Ivan!! Open fire!"
The remaining space pirates finally realized what was happening.
Everyone raised their weapons.
At this moment, Chase Speed s's right arm, with his body as the center, draws a semicircle.
Whoosh whoosh!
The remaining 14 wind chimes were struck, and then, amidst a series of crisp and melodious sounds, a burst of light flashed across the sky.
Within this relatively enclosed space, the Sixteen Wind Chimes unleashed an incredibly terrifying fighting power.
The gap between humans and mechs is like an insurmountable Natural Barrier; the pirates' last-ditch counterattacks were like tickling the mechs.
Before the last space pirate died, he lay face down on the communicator on the wall, which kept ringing, but all he heard was a busy signal.
Why can't I open the isolation door, and why can't I get through on the phone...?
A laser beam pierced his body, leaving him filled with boundless resentment, and the light in his eyes vanished.
Seeing that the space pirates on the screen were completely dead, Mu Fan finally released his hands from the control panel of the mecha.
"The Mecha Hangar has enough space to accommodate this mech, but you'll have to rely on yourself to move forward from here on out," Hei reminded Mu Fan, adding that this mech's usefulness was probably limited to this.
"Hmm." The hatch popped open, Mu Fan left the cockpit without any hesitation, leaping from the eight-meter-high cockpit to the extended mechanical platform.
"Was it completely blocked just now?"
"Yes, all three entrances to the mech bay are locked."
"Can the warship data be synchronized to the wristband to detect the movement of personnel on the other side? If so, please synchronize it for me as well."
"No problem! There's a physical barrier around the command center, preventing intrusion. Data transmission to other areas is complete."
Mu Fan gently tapped the dial, and a small 3D projection appeared. He could freely rotate the holographic projection with two fingers, and even pinch and release it with both hands to enlarge and shrink it.
This is technology from the dark!
And darkness is the most important part of Mu Fan's plan.
Three-quarters of the ship's hull has turned green, except for the area near the bow, which remains in the red, uncontrolled zone. Along a narrow corridor, eight red dots are moving towards it.
Is the Star Pirate Chief among them?
"Yes, the images have just been confirmed. The space pirate who was talking to Lin Hao is among them. The fourth dot of light is him."
In the center of the formation?...
A countdown to the other party's arrival was displayed above the image, Mu Fan's eyes flashed with thought.
"Plan a route for us to ambush them halfway. When I engage them, remember—"
"Shut down all engine groups!!"
"Cut off all power to the ship!"
"Disconnect all shipboard communications!"
"Shut down all valves!"
"Leave it to me, that sounds exciting! Mu Fan, you're getting better and better at using your strengths, hahaha, with this rate of growth, no wonder the old man has so much confidence in you."
With a click of a metal latch closing, Mu Fan flicked his right arm, and a jet-black dagger fell into his hand.
The Solomon Gauntlet are equipped with four types of melee weapons, as well as his... Night Vision!
Let's carry out a Decapitation Operation.
A faint glint flickered in Mu Fan's eyes.
"Route planning successful."
A dedicated access route for maintenance personnel was quietly opened on the left.
The air was thick with the stench of blood. The bodies of the thirty-odd space pirates were almost all intact, and the sixteen wind chimes, now out of the control of the mechs, lay quietly embedded in various places.
Blood was slowly flowing out from the bottom of each one.
This scene of hell on earth did not cause the slightest ripple in Mu Fan's eyes.
Mu Fan walked by as if nothing was wrong, but upon closer inspection, it was discovered that Mu Fan had skillfully avoided the blood on the ground with every step, without even a single drop of blood touching the soles of his shoes.
A basic principle of hunting is to avoid letting your own scent alert your prey.
Mu Fan's figure disappeared into the passage.
The valve closed again, and the indicator lights on the ground continued to flash silently.
"Why aren't those bastards in the Mecha Hangar replying to me?"
"He's probably been listening to Ivan brag about something. That kid loves to brag ever since he came back."
"They're all so damn lazy, but the thought of about getting their hands on a starship makes me tremble with excitement!"
"Hehe, boss is brilliant! This way our fleet can expand again."
"Haha, those bandits who insist on stealing food from the ground are too low-class. Real space pirates should roam the universe!" Maxi's tone was full of excitement.
He saw the starship and, to be honest, the hull was actually quite suitable for conversion into a warship.
Those few dilapidated boats in our base need to be replaced.
Um?
The burly man suddenly raised his hand, and the line stopped instantly.
"What's wrong, boss?"
Maxi's cheerful smile gradually faded, and a murderous aura began to emerge.
"Douzi, just call Ivan."
"Okay, boss."
Sizzle...
"The signal is not connected. This shouldn't be the case. We've never had this problem on our warships before."
"Something's not right, everyone get on high alert..."
"Flutter."
A faint whooshing sound as it cut through the air.
The last of the eight space pirates clutched his neck, unable to utter a single word, and collapsed to the ground.
"Damn, something's up!"
This time, without Maxi saying anything, everyone drew their guns and fired simultaneously backwards!
Bang bang bang bang!
There was no one there.
The originally enclosed corridor intersects with two other corridors here.
It was still quiet behind him, but now the seventh space pirate was sweating profusely. His companion, who had just died, was right behind him.
But when he turned around, he didn't see anyone or hear any unusual sounds.
Thump, thump...
His temples were throbbing.