The Last Commander of the Red Alert

The imposing presence of Small Galaxy's fifth-tier was on full display, causing the surrounding air to seemingly freeze. Everyone held their breath, afraid to make any sudden movements.

This was a presence stronger than any of them. A single misstep could lead to their demise.

No one wanted to die, especially those in positions higher than the average soldier, particularly in such circumstances.

Lord Qihe was temporarily unavailable, and the hope of enlisting his aid was almost a pipe dream. So, the best course of action at the moment was to... surrender!

Just as Commander was about to utter the word "surrender," a staff member suddenly exclaimed, "Our most powerful underling, Lord Qihe, is right outside. If you want to survive, quickly surrender with your troops. Otherwise, when Lord Qihe arrives, he won't be as lenient as we are! By the way, let me remind you that Lord Qihe is a peak expert of the Small Galaxy Seventh Order, far beyond your capabilities."

Commander's heart skipped a beat. The staff member who spoke was a trusted aide of Marquis. This scoundrel!

If this information got out, even if the other side hadn't initially considered it, they would likely be forced to kill them directly.

A lose-lose situation!

Commander stared at the triumphant expression on the staff member's face, his anger rising. He hastily said, "My lord, I represent everyone here and am willing to surrender!"

"What? Zhang Chuzheng, do you know what you're doing? You're betraying Marquis. You're signing your own death warrant!" The staff member shouted, wearing a disbelieving expression.

After uttering those words, Zhang Chuzheng had long known what he would face. If he could survive, he didn't care if he became a captive.

The people here were no match for Li Shaolong. If he opposed, he would likely die quickly.

Better to live than die. Only surrender would ensure survival, and he was very clear about that.

Even if it was Lord Qihe, if the other side could force him to send a distress signal, it meant they possessed at least as much combat power as Lord Qihe. In that case, even a fool knew what choice to make.

The people around remained silent. Since their Commander had chosen to surrender, when Marquis placed blame later, it wouldn't concern them.

Did Zhang Chuzheng not know this?

Of course, he did. But as the Commander, he had to voice his decision.

Li Shaolong was quite satisfied with this man's performance. His gaze turned to the staff member who had spoken out, "You're not planning to surrender, are you? Excellent."

As soon as he finished speaking, Li Shaolong's figure moved like a gentle breeze. No one could see his actions clearly, as if his body had momentarily blurred. Then, they witnessed the staff member's eyes widen, blood spilling from his mouth, as he fell to the ground, lifeless.

It should be noted that anyone who could become a staff member had at least reached the Small Galaxy first tier. Even if this staff member had broken through by some special means, he was still Small Galaxy-tier. Others would absolutely not be able to kill him in an instant, but the person before them had done it.

Zhang Chuzheng was shocked. He was now even more certain that he was no match for this person, and his decision to surrender had been exceptionally wise.

Since the enemy had surrendered, Li Shaolong issued orders for the Red Alert troops to take full control of the situation. Anyone who resisted would be executed on the spot.

With Zhang Chuzheng's cooperation, the transition here went smoothly. Meanwhile, in the outer space of the planet.

A burly man with a beard paced anxiously in the Command Room, asking his Deputy beside him, "Hasn't there been any response to the distress signal we sent out?"

"Lord Qihe, there's been no response from our base. I'm concerned..."

"If the base is taken over, they can all go to hell!" Qihe waved his hand, cutting off Deputy's words.

He never imagined that the trusted aide of Marquis, who had contacted him just a short while ago, would have lost the base so quickly. Reality often proved more surreal than imagination, and if he had known that the base had changed hands, he probably wouldn't have spoken those ill-advised words.

Qihe was now frustrated. He hadn't anticipated that the Red Alert Empire, the force opposing them, would possess such a formidable warship. It was a warship so powerful that it could barely be matched by his Qihe Warship.

In reality, the term "barely matched" was just a euphemism. His Warship was completely suppressed by the enemy, and if it weren't for the fact that the enemy's Warship's main cannon had been constantly targeting his flagship, he would have broken through long ago.

The strength of a Small Galaxy Seventh Order cultivator was enough to tear apart warships in space. However, when facing a flagship-level warship, his threat level decreased significantly.

Such flagship-level main cannons were capable of causing severe injuries with a single shot.

For a Small Galaxy Seventh Order cultivator severely wounded, death was not far off without protection.

The only thing that puzzled Qihe was that his Warship had dispatched many guard fighters and Mecha, but it seemed that the enemy had no intention of deploying these smaller assets. Did they look down on him?

Qihe, of course, didn't know that the Red Alert Base was an unusual force. While they did possess warships, they lacked the other weaponry necessary for space combat. Su Chen had long been aware of this deficiency and had tasked Yun RuTaru with accelerating research in this area.

Even with this limitation, the Red Alert fleet still managed to outclass Qihe's fleet, forcing him to send out a distress signal to the base.

"Lord Qihe, we have received a video communication from the base," Deputy suddenly exclaimed.

Qihe's expression brightened. "Connect it."

The next moment, a virtual interface appeared before him. However, he noticed that the person on the other end was not someone he recognized; it was a completely unfamiliar young man he had never seen before.

"Let your Commander come forward and speak," Qihe said with a haughty tone. As Marquis' top general, he had the right to make such a demand.

However, the young man on the other side didn't follow his instructions. Instead, he looked at Qihe with a slightly disappointed expression and said, "So, you're Qihe? You seem rather unimpressive."

Qihe felt anger surge within him. People nowadays had no respect; they dared to speak to him in such a manner!

"Summon Zhang Chuzheng," he ordered, "How has he trained his subordinates? Kid, you're finished. Once I deal with the situation here, you'll meet a gruesome end!"

Qihe was never one to mince words, and anyone who had used such a condescending tone with him in the past had met a grisly fate.

Zhang Chuzheng appeared on the screen, his expression appearing indifferent. "Lord Qihe, or should I say, Qihe now, this is General Li Shaolong of the Red Alert Empire. He has completely taken control of the base. If you surrender now, you might still keep your sorry life. But if you don't surrender..."

Qihe was furious and abruptly cut off the video communication. That incompetent Commander had even lost the base!

"Lord Qihe, without the base, we've lost reinforcements. Should we consider a temporary retreat?" Deputy asked in a timely manner.

Qihe wanted to confront the situation head-on, but he realized that relying solely on his fleet would be nearly impossible without the support of the lost base. The only option now was to retreat temporarily and request additional forces from Marquis.

Just as he was contemplating this, a voice reached his ears, "Guests from afar, aren't you planning to come down and have a chat?" (To be continued...)

[Read atPatreon.com/maxnkoga , without ads and support the work.]