155: Chapter 155 Infiltration Plan

The atmosphere in the hall dropped to freezing point as Ivy recounted the story.

If Cormac had completely taken control of the situation, then attempting to rescue the remnants of the White Feather Guild or regain control without being focused down would be as difficult as ascending to heaven.

"Ivy, what is the specific situation with the vice president you mentioned earlier who went missing?" Zhou An suddenly asked.

"Tell me his detailed information."

Ivy was stunned for a moment. Although she was a bit confused, she still answered truthfully: "The vice president's name is Weaver. His personal strength is Tier 5 Mid-stage, and his vehicle is a reinforced LV5 heavy battleship. He holds nearly half of the guild's military force, roughly thirty or forty LV5 warships, as well as nearly half of the elite guild members."

"With such a massive fleet, even if they encountered other fleets, it's impossible for them to vanish without a trace without even sending out a distress signal."

A cold smile curled the corners of Zhou An's mouth. "This is easy to handle; I'll just ask someone and find out."

Amidst the confused gazes of the others, Zhou An summoned the system panel again and opened the private chat interface of the [Anonymous Intelligence Broker].

[Anonymous (Zhou An)]: Help me look into someone. Weaver, the vice president of the White Feather Guild, and the whereabouts of the fleet under his command.

The other party replied a bit slower this time, seemingly searching through a massive database. After about two minutes, a message popped up.

[Anonymous Intelligence Broker]: This is a big scoop. Because the target group is too large and spans across airspaces, I cannot provide 24-hour real-time location tracking for now. But I do know their final destination and current situation. Fixed price, 30,000 Tier 5 unit supplies.

Zhou An didn't even frown; he directly transferred the 30,000 supplies.

After receiving the supplies, the intelligence broker immediately sent a long string of detailed encrypted information:

[Anonymous Intelligence Broker]: After Weaver fell into a disadvantageous position while battling the Blood Moon Guild a while ago, this vice president directly defected, taking the thirty or forty LV5 warships and half of the personnel under his command.

His current backer is the 'Wind God Guild' formed by the Winged King.

Currently, Weaver's fleet has arrived at the border of the Wind God Guild's airspace and is undergoing asset auditing and personnel incorporation. Because the fleet is so large, the procedures haven't been completed yet. It is expected that within a week, the 'White Feather' prefix on their warships will be completely replaced.

After reading this information, Zhou An couldn't help but click his tongue: "This guy really has heaven-reaching means; he can get his hands on any top-secret intelligence..."

He closed the chat panel and projected the intelligence he just received directly into the center of the hall.

"Ivy, Sheila, you might need to prepare yourselves mentally."

Zhou An pointed to the words on the screen, his tone flat yet cruel as he shattered their last illusions.

"Your vice president, Weaver, is neither missing nor under attack. He took half of your assets and defected to the Winged King."

"What?!"

Ivy and Sheila widened their eyes simultaneously, staring fixedly at the words on the screen, their faces instantly turning pale.

"Impossible... Vice President Weaver is an old veteran who fought alongside the guild all this way; how could he betray us at the guild's most critical moment?!"

Sheila's voice was trembling; the collapse of her faith made her feel a wave of dizziness.

"The facts are right before your eyes. A wise bird chooses its tree to perch on. In this man-eating airspace, loyalty is often just a result of the price of betrayal not being high enough."

Zhou An tapped the table, drawing everyone's attention back to reality. "Now is not the time for sadness. With Weaver defecting and Cormac usurping power, the White Feather Guild is now effectively completely hollowed out."

Li Muzi pushed up her glasses and analyzed with a solemn expression: "Boss, a head-on collision is absolutely not feasible. Even if the White Feather Guild is now a broken force and severely damaged, there are still fifty LV5 warships parked outside, and at the core is the LV6-level 'wind chaser' flagship. Not to mention fighting fifty, even if they each fired one shot, the instantaneous firepower coverage would be enough to shatter our Cloud Top Fortress's shield."

"Muzi is right." Zhou An nodded in agreement. Although he had absolute confidence in his own Tier 5 Peak physique and space warp, he would never be arrogant enough to think he could single-handedly contend against a heavily armed fleet led by an LV6 flagship.

The hall fell into a brief silence.

"Actually... we still have a chance to turn the tables."

Zhou An's gaze suddenly shifted to the largest light point on the holographic radar map—the 'wind chaser'.

Everyone looked up at him one after another.

"Since that LV6 flagship is still operating normally and hasn't shown signs of a change in the highest authority user, this means your guild leader must still be alive. For a battleship of this level, once the bound master dies, the core system will forcibly lock down."

"Therefore, your guild leader is most likely imprisoned in some top-secret area of that flagship right now. As long as we can find a way to infiltrate it, bring your guild leader out, and let her regain the highest control of the fleet... then this dead-end situation can be completely reversed!"

"Since we need to save someone, we must first figure out the target."

Zhou An looked at Ivy, "What is your guild leader's name? What is her specific strength?"

"The guild leader's name is Grace."

Ivy's expression became serious, her tone filled with deep reverence.

"She is a female Winged person whose own physical strength has already reached Tier 5 Peak. That LV6 'wind chaser' flagship is her exclusively bound vehicle. If she hadn't taken a direct hit from the Beast Tribe's main cannon to cover the main force's retreat, Cormac would never have had the chance to control her."

"Grace, female, Tier 5 Peak physique, LV6 vehicle user..."

Zhou An nodded slightly, quickly running through this information in his mind.

"Her strength is strong enough; as long as we can rescue her from her imprisoned state, she definitely has the ability to stir up a storm from within."

Zhou An stood up, his gaze sweeping over everyone present, and began selecting his team: "This time, we are infiltrating the core flagship to save someone. Too many people will only make it easier to be exposed; quality is better than quantity. Sheila, Ivy, the two of you come with me."

Hearing that she hadn't been chosen, Luo Ning, who was on the side, was immediately unhappy. She puffed out her cheeks like a little girl whose toy had been snatched away and protested in a low voice: "Boss, why aren't you taking me? My mecha is now equipped with five cannons; the firepower is absolutely fierce. Even if we get discovered, I can provide cover for you!"

Zhou An couldn't help but laugh, reaching out to tap her on the head: "If I let you open fire, it wouldn't be called infiltration, it would be called a frontal assault. Besides, someone has to stay behind to watch our base. In case the situation changes, you, Muzi, and Lao Zhang are our most solid backup."

Although Luo Ning was still a little dissatisfied in her heart, she knew that what Zhou An said made sense.

"It's fine if you don't take me, but you must bring enough tools."

Luo Ning took out a precise metal disk that was only palm-sized and emitted a soft, moon-white halo, handed it to Zhou An, and lifted her chin with a bit of tsundere attitude: "This thing is a jammer; I modified it myself. Also, these fog grenades..."