Star Fleet: Age of Lords.

Chapter 42 Asteroid Belt
"Let's talk about intelligence first and then talk about things."

Feng Mo suppressed his teasing expression and spoke seriously.

After hearing this, Chu Yunjian rolled his eyes at Feng Mo, muttered something mercenary, and then said seriously:

"Have you heard of the Qiao family of Tianqi?"

Feng Mo frowned, then asked tentatively:
"Are you talking about the family of Duke Qiao, Marshal Qiao of the Apocalypse Empire?"

Chu Yunjian picked up the teacup, took a sip and said:

"It's the Qiao family. The grudge between the Qiao family and the Yue family has existed since ancient times. Since the news that the four families are going to jointly open a starship trading company spread, the Qiao family has been quite active."

Chu Yunjian said meaningfully.

"Would a behemoth like the Qiao family take the initiative to attack a mere viscount like me?"

"Of course the Qiao family won't. In their eyes, you are just a big ant. If you can't design a T5 starship in one day, nothing will happen. Anything below T5 is trash. But it's okay for the Qiao family's affiliated families to cause trouble for you."

Feng Mo understood instantly after hearing this. This habit of lower-level people taking the initiative to figure out the superiors' intentions has existed since ancient times. There are always some people who cannot see their identities clearly and are self-righteous who take the initiative to help the superiors do things. Once an accident occurs, the person who did the work will be the culprit.

There are quite a few people like this. To sum it up in one sentence, class crossing has always been bloody since ancient times.

"I came here today to tell you this. Please pay more attention. Tianqi Yue Clan and Huiyao Chu Clan will be your helpers if anything happens."

"One last thing. When will you release the T3 starship blueprints in your hands to the company for production and sale?"

Feng Mo certainly knew that the Yue clan and the Chu clan would stand on his side, but the iron must be hard to forge. The reason why he kept the T3 starship blueprints from being put on the market was because he didn't want them to be deciphered by a group of starship engineers.

Anyone who wants to mess with you will recruit a group of starship engineers to analyze your starship blueprints and find out the weak points, which will put him in a passive position.

"When the Storm Fleet has a T4 starship, a set of T3 starship blueprints will be handed over to the company for production and sales. Miss Chu should understand why I do this."

Chu Yunjian nodded slowly after hearing this, and then said:

"As long as you always have shares in the company and bring all obsolete and unused design drawings to the company for production and sale, the Yue and Chu clans will stand behind you. This is the promise Chu Yunjian and Yue Xiaomeng make to you, and it is also the promise made to you by the entire Chu and Yue clans. I have said everything I need to say, and I am leaving now."

After Chu Yunjian finished speaking, he drank the fragrant tea in the cup, stood up and left.

Feng Mo did not insist and simply sent Chu Yunjian away. This kind of woman is not something that ordinary people can subdue. He did not have this idea, so he always treated Chu Yunjian as a partner.

The next morning, Feng Mo also received a steward from the Yuezhi Chamber of Commerce. The steward brought the T3-level planetary defense system that Feng Mo needed most, including surface-to-air missiles, laser cannons and a series of other defense weapons plus an intelligent system.

He also told Feng Mo about the troubles he was about to face. Just like what Chu Yunjian said yesterday, there will always be villains who will trip him up, so Feng Mo should be careful.

After sending the butler away, Feng Mo convened a second meeting.

"Hua Qin commanded destroyer No. 2 to stay with two T3 Black Bears. With the T-level planetary defense system, even if the Flame Thieves dispatched a fleet to launch a sneak attack, they would return empty-handed."

"The Storm Fleet will set out with me tomorrow. Target: the asteroid belt."

"Commander, there is an asteroid belt ahead. The fleet's radar is a little unstable just by being close to the asteroid belt. We can release tractor beams to connect the fleet and prevent the starship from getting lost."

Al stood behind Feng Mo and bowed.

"Okay, all fleets release tractor beams and connect to the starships."

After Feng Mo finished speaking, he suddenly thought of a story he saw in his previous life. The ships were connected by iron chains, the Eastern Wu navy could be defeated, and Red Cliff was burned!

Now I am the Iron Chain Ship, and the Flame Thieves occupy the Fire Character, but I am not a married woman. After entering the asteroid belt, the radar is sometimes good and sometimes bad, and the automatic aiming can no longer be used, otherwise all the shells will be off target.

Fortunately, Feng Mo had used the preparation time over the past few days to prepare a lot of old-fashioned equipment. Star rangefinders, star telescopes and other old-fashioned equipment did not affect the launch of cannons at all, and with high luck values, it could be said that the effect was almost the same as having a radar.

The Flame Thieves chose to hide here just for this high-frequency fluctuating magnetic field. Here they can only rely on aiming and firing. After training, the Flame Thieves must be more accurate than ordinary crew members, but he didn't expect Feng Mo to have a special talent.

The Storm Fleet sailed all the way according to the star map coordinates given by Chu Yunjian. Here they could not enter warp speed and could only sail at the original star speed of the starship. This was also the reason why Feng Mo was unwilling to bring the T3 Bronze Hammer together, as the star speed was too slow.

"Report to the commander, traces of a starship have been spotted ahead!"

A crew member behind Feng Mo stood up and reported. Feng Mo stood up and walked to the main console, and saw a group of light spots appearing in front of him.

Counting them carefully, there are more than a hundred ships. As the Storm Fleet moves forward, the light spots gradually reveal their true appearance.

"One modified T3-class interstellar battleship, three T3 Peregrine-class interstellar destroyers, and the rest are T2-class starships, most of which are frigates. They are nothing to be afraid of."

Al reported to Feng Mo.

"Don't be careless. A large number of ants can easily kill an elephant. A large number of hyenas can even compete with lions for meat."

If someone else said this, El would sneer, but she was 100% aware of what Feng Mo said, and instantly switched to serious mode, and ordered:

"The Storm Fleet continues to sail and switch battle formations."

In an instant, the entire fleet continued to adjust its deployment during the voyage, and the originally relatively loose formation was gradually consolidated, forming a three-layer defense system.

The interstellar frigates formed the first line of defense outside, the interstellar destroyers formed the second line of defense, and the battleships in the center responded with firepower.

At this moment, the magnetic field frequency gradually recovered and became relatively stable. At the same time, a communication request was sent.

"Connected!"

A holographic video appeared in front of Feng Mo, and opposite him was a burly man with a ferocious face, who was the leader of the Flame Thieves Gang.

"who are you?"

The boss looked at the handsome Feng Mo and asked with a more ferocious expression:

"What do you care about me? If you have something to say, just tell me and I'll send you on your way."

"I just want to know which faction you belong to. If you retreat today, I will forgive you for what happened. The magnetic field here is completely controlled by me. Under the violent fluctuations, your fleet radar cannot be used. What are you going to do to fight me?"

Facing the boss's words, Feng Mo sneered:

"Now that I'm here, I must have a way to kill you. You've said too much nonsense. Finally, I'll say thank you for the treasure."

After saying that, he hung up the video. Feng Mo was a little excited for a moment. Controlling the magnetic field? The treasure should belong to him. Giving it to the thief leader would only be a waste of the treasure.

Al at the side couldn't help but roll his eyes. The commander was good in every way except that he was too stingy. He was the type of person who would be at a loss if he didn't pick up money when he went out. It was really hard to deal with him.

Feng Mo, who was half lying on the captain's chair at this time, was still a little excited. He sat up straight, his eyes as sharp as a hawk staring at its prey.

"Al, start hunting, you must get my treasure back!"

(End of this chapter)