Lord of All People: Am I the only one in the Fallen Empire?

A few days later.

In the silent universe, two large starship clusters have quietly joined forces.

"Report, we are currently thirty-nine astronomical units away from the planet in Director Song's order."

"What did the Seventh Fleet say?"

Wan Hongfu sat upright in the command chair and asked the subordinates who came to report seriously.

"According to the response, the Seventh Fleet said it would fully support our actions."

"Yes."

Wan Hongfu nodded and did not continue speaking.

Unlike the Thirteenth Fleet, which lost a large number of people, the Seventh Fleet only lost the commander-in-chief, and all the fleets were intact.

Therefore, even as the commander of the Third Fleet, he did not dare to be arrogant when facing the Seventh Fleet.

At present, the Seventh Fleet can cooperate with his work, which is naturally the situation he wants to see most.

"That..."

The subordinate who came to report walked to Wan Hongfu's ear and whispered: "The Fifteenth Fleet doesn't seem to be cooperating with us at the moment."

Hearing this, Wan Hongfu frowned.

"The 15th Fleet?"

As one of the few high-ranking officials on the side of the consortium in this battle, he also knew the commander-in-chief of the 15th Fleet.

Unlike Wan Hongfu, who prefers stability.

Liu Wenlin, the commander-in-chief of the 15th Fleet, is a very greedy guy.

Liu Wenlin is really eager to make progress!

So he is like a wild dog in the wilderness, roaming around the higher-level officials fiercely, ready to bite the enemies of the consortium with his fangs and teeth at any time.

This time is the same.

Facing the order issued by Song Dejun, Liu Wenlin seems to be eager to do it.

And how could Wan Hongfu not know what he was thinking?

It's just that he wants to put aside the third fleet and take most of the credit for completing the mission.

At this time, the subordinate beside him spoke again.

"Lord Wan Hongfu, the 15th Fleet has been marching in front of us. Should we do something?"

"No."

Wan Hongfu shook his head, and a wise light flashed in his eyes.

"Since Liu Wenlin wants to be the sharpest knife, let him be."

"I want to see if his sharp knife can split the stone that broke the Ninth Fleet and the Thirteenth Fleet."

"Or... the blade will be broken by this stone!"

"Pass my order down, all the starships of the Third Fleet adjust their positions and retreat behind the front line."

......

The adjustment of the Third Fleet was naturally seen by the Fifteenth Fleet.

"Humph, Wan Hongfu, that old fox, is sensible."

On the bridge of the Fifteenth Fleet, Liu Wenlin narrowed his gloomy eyes and smiled coldly.

After completing this battle, Song Dejun almost had the capital to join the board of directors.

At that time, the vacant position of the chief supervisor will naturally fall to him, which is also Song Dejun's promise to him.

Wan Hongfu understood well, he was really eager to improve!

In order to make further progress among the crowd, he was willing to do anything.

"Pass my order, whoever takes down Lord Gao Qiang first will get the vacant position after I get promoted!"

A cheer came from the communication channel of the 15th Fleet.

As the saying goes, birds of a feather flock together.

The lords under Liu Wenlin are naturally people who are relatively eager to make progress, and everyone wants to climb to a higher position.

Desire makes it easier to be controlled.

Therefore, the 15th Fleet may not be the most powerful fleet among the 20 fleets of the consortium, but it must be the most competitive one.

Liu Wenlin implements a harsh performance appraisal system for his lords, in which no one can find a chance to rest.

They must work harder, harder than anyone else!

"Report, Seventh Fleet communication!"

"Get in."

Soon, the image of Lian Wencheng appeared in front of Liu Wenlin.

In order to ensure the cohesion and combat effectiveness of the Seventh Fleet, Gao Qiang released Lian Wencheng through the remaining two shuttles while detaining Feng Zhuo.

As the nominal deputy assigned to Feng Zhuo by the board of directors, he is actually a bodyguard.

As long as Feng Zhuo is in his hands, Lian Wencheng will definitely be the most trustworthy person in the Seventh Fleet.

But Liu Wenlin frowned.

"Why is it you?"

"Why can't it be me?" Lian Wencheng asked back.

"Humph."

Facing Lian Wencheng, who is lower in status than him, Liu Wenlin did not show any good face.

If it was Feng Zhuo on the other side, he might be a little flattering for the sake of the board of directors.

But who is Lian Wencheng?

When he achieves the position of a senior manager, he will be two levels higher than Lian Wencheng in front of him.

Thinking of this, Liu Wenlin almost raised his nose to the sky.

"In this battle, the Seventh Fleet will assist the Fifteenth Fleet in the attack, is there any problem?"

In his words, the Third Fleet had been excluded by Liu Wenlin, and the Seventh Fleet was just picking up the oil and water he gave.

But Lian Wencheng was not angry about it. Instead, he looked at Liu Wenlin with an indifferent look and responded: "Okay!"

"The Seventh Fleet has returned and can be merged into the Fifteenth Fleet at any time."

The implication is that the Seventh Fleet will not take any credit for this achievement.

"Hmph, you are smart."

Liu Wenlin waved his hand and ordered his men to open up the battle line and prepare to merge with the Seventh Fleet.

Until this moment, he hadn't noticed anything was wrong.

The credit that was about to be obtained had blinded his eyes, so that he didn't notice the current status of the Seventh Fleet at all.

"What a fool."

Lian Wencheng looked at the radar and saw that the Seventh Fleet had been mixed with the Fifteenth Fleet, and smiled mockingly.

All the weapon systems of the Seventh Fleet were online, and the muzzles were ready to fire at any time.

He was ready to face Liu Wenlin's questioning after the stress, but none of this happened.

Trusting the "friendly forces" so much, how did this fool get along in the consortium?

At this time, the Seventh Fleet had completely arrived at the scheduled "blasting" location.

"It seems that this tough battle is not impossible to fight."

Lian Wencheng picked up the summoner on the console and opened the internal channel of the Seventh Fleet.

"This is the temporary command ship. The Seventh Fleet can fire freely. Repeat, fire freely!"

"All squadrons have received the order, fire freely!"

While the Fifteenth Fleet had not yet responded, the Seventh Fleet, which had merged in, turned its guns and poured the already prepared artillery fire on these "friendly forces" without hesitation.

"Flagship, flagship, please reply, the support fleet is under fire, request support, request support!"

"Zizi-this is the over-the-horizon firepower detachment, we have been paralyzed, request support!"

"It's the Seventh Fleet, the Seventh Fleet is attacking us!"

"Ah!!! The bridge was penetrated! Who will save us?!!"

"......"

"Lian Wencheng, what on earth are you doing in the Seventh Fleet!"

Liu Wenlin questioned Lian Wencheng with anger on his face, but found that Lian Wencheng had hung up the communication with him.