154: Chapter 154 Game Over

Under the puzzled gazes of the Players, the anti-submarine helicopter stopped directly above the fortress.

Xiao Luo's mouth curled up into a cold, sinister smile:

"Let's start with an appetizer for you all. Launch!"

Twenty air-to-ground missiles were launched in succession toward the fortress.

The Players were stunned for a moment, then couldn't help but sneer:

"Is this little luo crazy? With such a large bowl-shaped shield, he's firing missiles at it?"

"Isn't he just being sick? That last round, with tens of thousands of naval guns, couldn't even break it. Does he think 20 missiles will do the trick?"

"As expected, people with poor character don't have good brains."

"..."

The insults came flooding in, and Xiao Luo, who was hosting a livestream, saw his expression darken once again.

He let out a low shout: "Penetrate."

As he spoke, a ray of light attached itself to the surface of the twenty launched missiles.

Enveloped by this light, the moment the missiles touched the outer wall of the fortress, they didn't explode but instead gradually passed through.

After just a few seconds, all twenty missiles had passed through the fortress's outer wall and were falling toward the Players inside.

This scene was also witnessed by Chen Fan.

"Missiles incoming, be on guard!"

Chen Fan shouted lowly and activated the energy shield.

Several medium patrol boats also activated their shields at the same time.

As for those small patrol boats, they could only watch helplessly as the missiles fell.

Boom, boom, boom—

Twenty explosions rang out, and the Players cried out in alarm.

Fortunately, the two thousand Players were sufficiently spread out, and the damage caused by the twenty missiles was limited, only destroying a small amount of supplies.

Chen Fan breathed a sigh of relief, turned his head to look at little luo, and narrowed his eyes.

"Penetration, huh? If it can penetrate any target, that's a bit overpowered."

"I just don't know if he can attach the penetration effect to other people's attacks."

Chen Fan muttered to himself.

Suddenly, a red light began to emanate from overhead again.

"No way..."

Chen Fan looked up abruptly.

A huge fireball was condensing in the air.

A moment later, it began to split—one into two, two into four—gradually dividing.

"Fire Rain is coming again, be on guard!"

Having just breathed a sigh of relief, the Players heard the shout and held their breath once more.

It was just as Chen Fan had predicted.

When the sky-filling Fire Rain touched the fortress, it penetrated it again, landing on the Players' warships without any obstruction.

What was even more terrifying was that with the fortress's cover, the shockwaves formed by the explosions reflected back after hitting the inner walls, causing secondary damage to the Players.

Flames constantly burst out from the firing ports, and the Players watched this scene, dumbfounded and speechless.

This Talent is a bit overpowered, isn't it?

Not only can it make missiles pass through walls, but Fire Rain too?

The bowl-shaped shield of District One is very strong, but it happened to be perfectly countered.

Damn, how could such a coincidence happen?

It's as if the heavens want to destroy District One!

Thinking of this, the Players' hearts couldn't help but grow heavy.

Inside the fortress, wails arose everywhere.

Fortunately, Chen Fan had arranged for plenty of supplies in advance.

Otherwise, this one wave of attacks would have been enough to wipe out all the Players.

The Fire Rain lasted for a full three minutes before slowly dissipating.

Chen Fan scanned the area, his heart sinking.

Inside the fortress, only about 1,500 Players remained.

In other words, even with the supply support, this wave of Fire Rain had taken away five hundred Players.

What's even worse is that after the reset, they don't know if they'll be able to get the rewards for this dungeon.

This time, he had wanted to bring the Players along to get a share of the spoils, but unexpectedly, not only did they not get any, but over five hundred people died.

Chen Fan gritted his teeth and scanned the system interface.

After observing for a moment, a cold smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"It's about time."

In the surveillance footage.

With the assistance of Drake's vision, Kuka had already made a large detour.

He had bypassed all the Players in District 9999 and crept up behind their rearmost Players.

After sailing for another few thousand meters, Kuka stopped the destroyer.

Chen Fan silently recited the command in his heart.

In an instant, ten thousand ghost ships appeared continuously around the No. 3 destroyer.

Among them, two thousand ghost ships equipped with large-caliber artillery lined up at the very front.

"Fire!"

Xiao Luo's roar startled Chen Fan.

The second round of naval bombardment began.

Casually refilling the shield energy, Chen Fan continued to watch the surveillance.

No matter how strong a Talent is, it has its limits.

No matter how overpowered little luo's penetration is, it shouldn't be able to affect tens of thousands of Players.

If he really could, then there's no point in fighting; they should just run away.

The result was as he had expected.

This wave of shells could no longer penetrate, all of them exploding against the outer wall of the fortress.

With a storage capacity of 9 million energy focusing crystals, they could bombard it all night and it wouldn't matter.

The ten thousand ghost ships had finished assembling.

Kuka waved his hand, leading the Ghost Ship Fleet to advance with the entire force.

Amid the roar of naval guns, the sound of the ghost ships' engines was completely drowned out.

It wasn't until the rearmost Players noticed something amiss that the fleet had already closed in within a thousand meters.

"Boss, there's something strange in the back!"

"My god, so many ships, we're surrounded."

Cries of alarm came from the mouths of the Players in the back row of District 9999.

Xiao Luo frowned slightly and clicked on the recorded video.

After seeing an entire row of pirate ships, he was stunned for a moment.

"NPCs?"

After examining it carefully, his eyes widened abruptly.

Immediately, he froze the video at a certain point in time and zoomed in with two fingers.

In the middle of the crowd of pirate ships, leading the charge was actually a—

"destroyer?!!"

Xiao Luo exclaimed and sent the video screenshot to Mad God.

Mad God also frowned, "Why are these pirate ships following behind the Players?"

"When things are abnormal, there must be a demon. Since we can't break through the front, we'll hit the rear first."

Xiao Luo made a prompt decision.

With one order, the fleet scattered to both sides, leaving a passage for the main force in front to turn around.

"Did you notice? Too bad, it's too late!"

Chen Fan sneered and gave the attack order to Kuka.

Kuka received the order instantly and waved his hand.

Each pirate ship was equipped with two cannons.

Two thousand of them were also equipped with large-caliber artillery.

Consequently, over twenty thousand shells whistled toward the sea area where District 9999 was located.

"Evade!"

Xiao Luo roared and activated the shield.

The medium patrol boats also activated their shields one after another.

However, those small patrol boats were not so lucky.

They didn't have the privileges of District One, with massive amounts of supplies available for ship repairs.

The shells whistled in, and with one volley, thousands of Players were instantly killed.

"Again!"

Chen Fan waved his hand, and another volley fired, turning thousands of Players into ashes.

"Kill them for me."

Xiao Luo gritted his teeth, his voice sounding like a bloodthirsty beast.

At this moment, the main force of District 9999 had finished turning around and was charging toward the direction of the ghost ships.

"Do you think I'd let you charge?"

Chen Fan sneered.

Although the ghost ships were also his Crew Members, the situation was quite special.

Even if they were completely destroyed, they could be resurrected.

But every time they were resurrected, corresponding supplies had to be paid.

So, unless absolutely necessary, Chen Fan would not let the ghost ships die in vain.

Glancing at the aircraft carrier panel, Chen Fan silently counted down in his heart.

"3, 2, 1—"

[Ding.]

[Missiles loaded.]

Hearing the system sound, Chen Fan's mouth curled upward,

"Game over!"