180: Chapter 180 Come Out, Ghost Ship Fleet

Screams of agony rang out continuously from the coalition forces' direction.

Another several thousand Players were forced offline immediately!

In this battle, before it even truly began, the aggressive coalition had already lost over ten thousand Players to the explosions.

Inside the leaders' chat group.

Setting Sun frowned and said coldly, "Full speed ahead."

Autumn Wind: "Dammit, that son of a bitch blew up ten thousand of my Players! I'm going to skin him alive!"

Looking at his remaining ninety thousand elites, the District 10 leader, Autumn Wind, gritted his teeth in rage.

Part of it was the heartache over the loss of his district's Players, and part of it was the fury of being slapped in the face right after acting tough.

Mad God and Xiao Luo, on the other hand, were watching the livestream with looks of schadenfreude.

"Dammit, let them lose some elites too; use your lives to trade for those missiles."

"A bunch of idiots. Knowing full well china has planes, they still dared to charge so far ahead. Got bombed, didn't you?"

The watching Players, seeing that Chen Fan actually dared to strike first, couldn't help but exclaim:

"As expected of a Huaxia Big Shot, he actually dared to come out and bomb them in this situation."

"Exactly. Better to take the initiative than to just sit there and take a beating."

"But why did he fire all his missiles in just two rounds? Won't that reduce his destructive power?"

"Are you stupid? Finish bombing early so he can exit the dungeon early. You have to wait three minutes after clicking exit, you know."

"So that's it! Holy crap, the Huaxia Big Shot is quite the sly one, running away after one round of bombing."

"That's how you should fight. Dammit, I was wondering why the Huaxia Big Shot hadn't left yet; turns out he was planning this."

"Hahaha, fifty thousand against two thousand, yet ten thousand were killed in a counter-attack, and he's going to get away scot-free. Do you guys even know how to play?"

More and more Players realized what was happening and began to mock the coalition.

Autumn Wind gritted his teeth and roared, "We can't let them escape! Speed up!"

Union: "Don't worry, Brother Autumn Wind, we'll help you get revenge."

"Indeed, this china has already found its way to death. Just wait until we get there and blow it to pieces."

The other districts chimed in one after another.

But privately, they couldn't help but show expressions of gloating.

District 10 was really unlucky. Five districts closed in almost simultaneously, yet they were the only ones attacked.

But it was fine; they helped soak up china's missiles, so we'll be safe now.

Almost all the Players from the other districts shared this thought.

autumn wind naturally understood this. He swept a cold gaze around and whispered in the district channel:

"Slow down, let them go first."

The Players understood instantly and lowered their sailing speed slightly.

Before long, the coalition forces had surrounded the island from all directions.

"Wow, their walls are actually made of bricks?"

"Where did they get bricks to build such a high wall?"

"But can these bricks withstand a naval bombardment?"

"Probably not..."

The District 1 Players looked through the trees and saw densely packed warships.

"Bo... Boss, so many people have come."

"What do we do next? Do we fight or run?"

"Everyone, don't panic! Listen to the boss's orders!"

"..."

Through the images sent by Aurell and Kuka, Chen Fan's heart also sank.

Five hundred thousand people—just hearing the number didn't evoke much feeling.

But seeing it in the images gave a very visceral sensation.

Densely packed black dots filled the entire sea area, closing in on the small island.

The 900-square-kilometer island looked extremely small and weak under the encirclement of the dense black dots.

"Don't panic. Guard the S-shaped Entrance. If you really can't hold out, then leave the dungeon."

Hearing that they could leave the dungeon, the Players breathed a sigh of relief.

"Then what about you, Boss?"

Chen Fan gave a light chuckle, his words carrying a thick sense of dominance:

"Me? I'll leave after I've slaughtered all their leaders."

"..."

The Players fell silent.

Any thoughts of retreating they originally had vanished like smoke at Chen Fan's domineering words.

"Dammit, even the Boss isn't afraid, so what are we afraid of?"

"Brothers, we will not retreat, even to the death!"

"No wonder you're the Boss and I'm the lackey. Dammit, 'Me? I'll leave after I've slaughtered all their lackeys!'"

"Are you freaking stealing my line? I'm going to slaughter them all!"

"No retreat! Slaughter them!"

"..."

Seeing how a few words had pushed the Players' confidence to the peak, the Seven Women couldn't help but smile.

"Defend to the death."

Jiu Jiu's light words contained firm determination.

"Defend to the death!"

The remaining six women shouted in unison.

At the same time, the four hundred and ninety thousand Players were all in position.

"Has china and the others exited yet?"

"They should have; it's already been three minutes."

"Let's hope so. I hope they aren't being foolish."

In the livestream room, everyone held their breath, their gazes heavy as they looked at the island.

Boom! Boom! Boom!—

Earth-shattering roars came from the livestream, and the Players couldn't help but cover their ears.

The gunfire formed red lines.

Over a million shells flew toward the island like raindrops.

The entire sea area trembled continuously.

The strange fish on the seabed darted around anxiously as if experiencing an earthquake.

Rumble—

Bang! Bang! Bang!—

The shells exploded on the island, and the walls built of basalt were destroyed in an instant, like soft mud.

In other directions, towering cliffs were leveled, and giant trees were turned into wood chips.

Fortunately, Chen Fan's arrow towers and cannon towers were built deep enough; otherwise, they would have been lost in this single round.

After a round of volley fire, a small mushroom cloud drifted over the island.

In the livestream room, the Players were dumbstruck as they watched the rising mushroom cloud.

"Holy crap, this is too terrifying."

"Who the hell can withstand this? Luckily those trees were in the way, otherwise, one round would have killed all the Players inside."

"@china, Big Shot, have you guys run yet? If not, hurry up; those trees can only block a few more rounds."

"I'm not joking, Big Shot, you guys should run. No one will mock you."

"..."

Setting Sun looked at the smoke-shrouded island and gave a cold laugh.

"Continue."

The voice reached the livestream room, and the watching Players' breathing stopped once more.

The second round of bombardment began.

...

In the clouds that no one noticed, a helicopter flew rapidly toward the rear of the fleet.

"Dammit, finally reached the back row."

Aurell wiped his sweat and looked down from the clouds at the tail end of the coalition's formation, slowly descending.

"Can you really do this? Don't die here; it wouldn't be worth it."

Curling his lip, he glanced at the person behind him out of the corner of his eye.

Strangely, Aurell's attitude toward Kuka was several times better than his attitude toward Chen Fan.

Kuka gave a simple, honest smile and patted Aurell's shoulder:

"I want to try."

"For him?"

"Yes, and no. It's also for ourselves."

"Fine."

Aurell curled his lip, uncharacteristically not arguing.

The two descended gradually and stopped a thousand meters behind the very back of the fleet.

Kuka suppressed his pounding heart and gave a cold snort:

"Come forth, Ghost Ship Fleet!"