155: Chapter 155 Missile Sweep, Firepower Overwhelms

All Players in District 9999 gritted their teeth and turned their heads to stare at the Ghost Ship Fleet.

What's going on? Why did they turn around?

Are you blind? Can't you see they were ambushed? There's someone behind them!

Who is it? To actually dare to interfere in the battle between two districts.

District One reinforcements?

As the livestream camera panned over, beams of searchlights illuminated the sea ahead.

Dense rows of pirate ships spanned across the sea.

The Players were instantly stunned.

pirate ships?

Damn it.

Is the AI's intelligence this high? Are they playing out the idiom 'the mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind' on the Players?

But soon, everyone saw that huge destroyer in the center of the pirate ship fleet.

Under the bright lights, the anti-submarine helicopter parked on the deck reflected cold glints.

Another destroyer, and it even has a helicopter.

Could it be that the goddess ship has come to support?

Holy crap! Look at the name!

What name... Holy crap, china?

No, no, no! This game has a bug, I want to report it.

Damn it, the aircraft carrier is china, the round bowl is also china, and now the one leading a fleet of pirate ships to support is also china, right?

Could it be that your name is 'china... I'm Everywhere'?

Xiao Luo and Mad God exchanged a glance, both seeing unease in each other's eyes.

Previously, the people from District One could only hide in the round bowl and take a beating passively; they could advance or retreat at will.

But now, this china had somehow gotten a fleet of pirate ships and blocked their retreat.

Now, if they wanted to retreat, their only option was to leave the dungeon.

However, they had started over ten thousand livestreams and surrounded the enemy with great fanfare; if they ran away with their tails between their legs, wouldn't District 9999 become a laughingstock?

Thinking of this, Xiao Luo gritted his teeth, "How much longer is the cooldown?"

Mad God's gaze was cold, and the look he gave Xiao Luo also carried intense dissatisfaction.

Damn it, you're the regional boss, yet whenever a critical moment arrives, you can only rely on me?

What use are you then?

Taking a few deep breaths, Mad God suppressed the dissatisfaction in his heart.

For now, he still had to rely on Xiao Luo and his confidants to quickly increase the region's strength; it was not the time to fall out.

"Ten-plus minutes, but the pirate ship range is too large, so Fire Rain won't be very effective."

"Ten minutes, huh."

Xiao Luo frowned.

That whole row of pirate ships would bombard thousands of Players to death every round.

In ten minutes, most of the Players in their district would probably be dead. They couldn't wait.

Shaking his head, Xiao Luo shouted in the channel: "Don't save shells, load up."

"Yes, boss!"

The Players were jolted, finally able to fight back.

In the usually disciplined District 9999, they didn't dare to fire without the boss's order.

Stuffing shells into the gun barrels, the Players sneered at the pirate ships ahead.

With such outdated artillery, they dare to ambush us?

We'll show you what real artillery is.

Of the eighty thousand-plus Players, a full twenty thousand had upgraded to medium patrol boats.

Twenty thousand Single-barrel Naval Guns were in position, and the Players waited for the command.

Xiao Luo stared at the pirate ships, his right hand raised high.

Beside him, Mad God looked at him with eyes full of jealousy, a trace of coldness even flashing in the depths of his eyes.

But for just an instant, he hid the coldness and stood there expressionless.

Just as Xiao Luo's right hand was about to swing down.

On the destroyer's deck, the helicopter quietly took off and flew toward District 9999.

"Seeking death?"

Xiao Luo snorted coldly and pulled a longbow from his backpack.

For him, as long as it could be shot out, it could serve as a lethal weapon.

The helicopter gradually approached, and Xiao Luo's longbow was already drawn to a full moon.

Just as he was preparing to shoot the arrow.

Boom boom boom— Rumble rumble— Earth-shaking explosions sounded from behind.

Xiao Luo's finger twitched, and the aimed arrow deviated slightly, flying into the sky while grazing the helicopter's fuselage.

An ominous premonition floated into his heart, and he suddenly remembered that he had overlooked one thing.

Looking back, a huge missile descended from the sky.

"Shields!"

Xiao Luo screamed hoarsely, and the Players beside him woke up as if from a dream, all activating their shields.

Behind them, 59 aircraft arrived with a roar.

The modified fighter jets carried forty air-to-ground missiles.

With rocket pods on the left and right, they could fire over a hundred rockets in one round.

The ten autocannons mounted on the fuselage fired in succession.

With dense shells and bullets washing over the ground, in one round, ten thousand Players were wiped out and sent back to the Mainline World.

The sixtieth aircraft, the one that had almost been shot through, had also arrived above Xiao Luo at this moment.

Missiles and rockets were instantly emptied, raining down toward little luo and kuang shen account.

"Damn it!"

Xiao Luo roared in a low voice, spending a huge amount of energy focusing crystals to repair the shield.

However, after this round of bombing, the shield he had just repaired shattered with a bang.

Seeing the next round of bombing about to arrive, Xiao Luo gritted his teeth and repaired it again.

Boom boom boom— 59 aircraft attacked again.

This time, it wasn't large-scale missile carpet bombing, but focused bombing on the core Player area of District 9999.

These Players, apart from the two destroyers, were mostly in high-level patrol boats.

After one round of bombing, all the Players' energy shields shattered completely.

Xiao Luo felt his heart bleeding.

For one round of bombing, he needed to consume ten thousand energy focusing crystals to repair the shield.

After repairing it again, he had already spent nearly thirty thousand!

Mad God was even worse off.

As the second-in-command of the region, his resource reserves were far behind Xiao Luo's.

After these few rounds, his energy focusing crystals had bottomed out.

"I'm out of resources; whether we fight or run, decide quickly!"

Mad God roared at Xiao Luo.

Feeling the gazes from all around, Xiao Luo's face alternated between green and red.

Possessing a helicopter, he could see that the opponent's two rounds of bombing hadn't emptied all their ammunition.

In other words, there was at least one more wave of bombing to come.

He would still have to consume ten thousand energy focusing crystals!

Thinking of this, Xiao Luo already had the intention to leave.

But the over ten thousand livestreams had him cornered.

He had brought one hundred thousand people, conducting a livestream in a grand manner to besiege District One.

Now, to be beaten into such a sorry state by two thousand people from the other side, what face would he, Xiao Luo, have to stand on the leaderboard?

Even if he had to run, he had to injure them and make them hurt!

Otherwise, he would lose all face.

Gritting his teeth, Xiao Luo was just about to order a counterattack.

Continuous roaring sounds came from the front.

The Ghost Ship Fleet opened fire again!

"Damn it, I'm going to kill you all."

Xiao Luo glared, eyes wide, and roared in the chat channel: "Fire!"

Instantly, the naval guns and Gatling guns opened fire in unison.