The plunder of the heavens begins with the Spirit Cage.

The lion also goes all out in the game, because the unknown brought by the industrial and agricultural companies is so unpredictable.

"Sigh, they really are courting death~" Lu Qianwei looked at the satellite image and the report transmitted back and couldn't help but sigh, "I've really witnessed the greed of human nature."

"Let's resolve this. I'm not interested in playing house with them anymore."

At Lu Qianwei's command, the sky over the entire battlefield suddenly darkened.

High in the stratosphere, several enormous shadows that blotted out the sky slowly broke free from the cloud cover and revealed their true forms.

"Starship?!" The North American Allied Commander could only manage a gasp of shock.

Countless menacing cannons and machine guns with diameters of over 100 millimeters outside the warship suddenly emitted dazzling beams of light, pouring down!

The initial formation of thousands of main battle tanks, which advanced in formation, was instantly melted into a pool of molten iron by the high-temperature dark energy the moment the beam swept across them, without even having time to explode.

The stealth fighter formation that filled the sky was instantly disintegrated and annihilated upon contact with the energy aftershocks, turning into countless fragments of metal debris that fell to the earth.

Needless to say, the soldiers were also beaten to a pulp before they even had a chance to speak.

When several nuclear bombs struck the spaceship's energy shields without causing any damage, the survivors in the North American theater surrendered in despair.

Meanwhile, in China, quantum computing power was used to hack into the enemy's brain, causing large numbers of soldiers to collapse unconscious on the spot.

Three more spaceships descended from the sky, delivering a saturated and effective dimensional reduction attack.

The Northern Legion led by Su Shihua, the Western Legion led by the European Community, and the Coastal Legion attacked by Arasaka all turned to dust, prisoners, and routs.

Those who should have fled have fled, those who should have gone mad have gone mad, morale is completely gone.

Less than a day into the battle, the Allied forces hastily announced their surrender.

Because this time they were genuinely scared.

Hackers can be wiped out in an instant, and soldiers, planes, and artillery attacks can be wiped out in an instant... It's like a father beating his son, with no chance of winning!

However, the Chinese side completely refused to accept the surrender offer.

The cyberpunk world has long suffered from these aloof, bloodsucking tycoons.

China, with its population of over a billion, is no exception. In the past, the people suffered oppression from these capitalist giants at every turn, and their accumulated resentment had long been on the verge of exploding.

Now that they possess weapons capable of changing the world order, they will naturally not give them any breathing room.

The Supreme Leader has given a death order: "Kill him with one blow!"

Only by eradicating the root causes can the hegemonic power of major corporations and conglomerates be completely eliminated. Only by supporting legitimate rulers to take power can the world order be reshaped.

Resources should be nationalized; enterprises should not be above the state!

With the Supreme Leader's impassioned speech and the guarantee of absolute military force, ambitious politicians and patriots seized the opportunity to cooperate with the Chinese army from within and without, sending all war criminals to the guillotine in just one month.

Those who attempted to launch a nuclear counterattack were immediately locked down by the quantum computer and rendered useless.

After all, the aircraft won't obey you, the satellites are unusable, and guidance and navigation are restricted and disrupted...

It's almost impossible for a group of monkeys armed only with fire pokers to turn the tide.

In 2077, apart from Japan being incorporated into a province of China, North America, the European Community, and even the Russian bear to the north have all declared the restoration of their nations, holding grand founding ceremonies and military parades.

And most importantly, countries around the world have adopted the Chinese social system.

Ok?

Are there discontent and rebels?

Still hoping for a capital revival?

Damn it, let's go ask the spaceship's cannons if they agree!

Chapter 203 Death Space

In the distant 26th century, Earth's resources were almost exhausted, and in order to survive, humanity was forced to turn to the era of interstellar colonization.

In the interstellar era, as humanity has perfected its technology for extracting resources in large quantities by fracturing planets, planetary fracturing ships have emerged.

Among them, the planetary breakup ship named 'Ishimura' is the largest and oldest.

On the high-speed spaceship, engineer Isaac is constantly replaying the video messages his girlfriend Nicole sent him.

She was a doctor aboard the Ishimura, which had recently sent out a distress signal.

Isaac's ship, the CEC Kyleon, is a maintenance spaceship.

The team consists of 5 people and sometimes also serves as a reconnaissance or rescue force.

They received a distress signal a few days ago and rushed to the missing Ishimura ship at full speed.

Kendra Daniels, the team's technician standing nearby, watched Isaac Clark repeatedly replay the video with a worried and anxious expression.

With a sigh, she reached out and gently patted his shoulder, offering words of comfort.

"Relax, Isaac, this might just be a distress alarm triggered by equipment malfunction."

Of course, it's also possible they were attacked by interstellar pirates, but if that's the case, those people would only care about money, not their lives; they'd be fine.

"After all, even powerful bandits wouldn't dare to rob the Ishimura, would they?"

Their little, beat-up spaceship couldn't possibly carry away a bunch of raw materials, could it?

"Hehe, you're right, Kendra." Comforted by this, Isaac smiled and nodded slowly, suppressing the unease surging in his heart.

However, her eyes remained fixed on Nicole's figure on the screen, but unfortunately the video was short and intermittent, making it impossible to understand what exactly happened to the Ishimura.

Now he can only silently hope that it was all just a false alarm.

Three more days passed. In the pitch-black, desolate depths of space, the group finally located the Ishimura, which had been out of contact for many days.

At this moment, it completely stopped and shut down, all its navigation lights went out, like a cold steel wreck floating in the vacuum of space, so silent it was suffocating, without the slightest sign of a ship operating.

"Target locked, begin full-area scan," Captain Hammond ordered in a deep voice.

The spacecraft's onboard systems immediately initiated a deep space scan, with the data stream rapidly updating and quickly yielding alarming results.

"Warning! Eighty percent of the Ishimura's onboard systems are down, the power core is in low-power dormancy, the life support system is malfunctioning, and the communications array is completely paralyzed!"

The cold, mechanical voice echoed in the cockpit, instantly making everyone's expressions serious and a strong sense of vigilance rising in their hearts.

“Something’s not right. This is nothing like the scale of a pirate attack.”

"It's more like the people inside manually shut down most of the ship's engines and systems." Kendra frowned and muttered, unable to immediately figure out their intentions.

Upon hearing this, Hammond's expression turned grim. He raised his hand, gripped his weapon tightly, and solemnly instructed everyone: "Everyone, be on high alert."

The situation is currently unclear. Once you land, proceed with extreme caution and never stray from your group.

If possible, prioritize finding the crew members and asking them questions.

The squad members nodded, donned their individual equipment, checked their weapons and repair tools, and began preparations for landing.

As the Kellyon, trailing a pale blue propellant plume, slowly approached the Ishimura docking bay, aimed at the crosshairs, and firmly locked the port, waiting for the gravity cable to pop out and complete the secure docking.

However, in the final fraction of a second of the docking, the external robotic arm suddenly emitted a piercing, twisting, and creaking metallic sound.

Immediately afterwards, a piercing electronic alarm tore through the silence of the bridge, making one's eardrums ache.

The red warning light instantly turned everyone's faces a terrifying crimson: "Warning! Gravity cable system malfunction, lock failure! Emergency malfunction!"

Before the warning sound had even faded, the out-of-control ship instantly lost its balance and lurched forward violently.

"Damn it! Everyone buckle up, prepare for an emergency landing!"

As soon as Zach Hammond finished speaking, a loud bang was heard, accompanied by a violent shaking that sent everyone staggering.

Tools scattered on the table clattered and crashed onto the deck, indicator lights flickered wildly, and even the porthole glass cracked into a fine spiderweb pattern. Tiny sparks fell from the loose ceiling wiring channels.

Fortunately, the violent impact only lasted for a few seconds, and the Ishimura's armor was too outdated. All the crew members were protected by interstellar exoskeletons, so they only suffered minor scratches.

Isaac gripped the engineering pliers at his waist, his palms already damp with sweat. He peered through the observation window and could vaguely see a layer of hardened, dark brown stains on the hatch glass—a color that was definitely not the oil leaking from the spaceship's pipes.

Kendra spent a long time adjusting the portable detector, his brow furrowed in worry: "The interference is too strong; we can only confirm that there are multiple signals in the tunnel."

But they were all floating abnormally, sometimes there and sometimes not...it didn't seem like the sound of living things at all.

Hammond frowned, tightened the safety on his rifle, and gave everyone a warning signal.

Now that things had come to this, they had no choice but to go out to find out what was going on.

Kendra manually initiated the emergency door opening procedure.

The moment the hydraulic mechanism hummed as it pried open the hatch, a wad of cloth mixed with blood and foam floated out due to the pressure difference, brushing against Isaac's cheek and leaving behind a sweet, metallic smell.

A chill instantly ran up Isaac's spine and to the top of his head; his intuition told him that something serious must have happened on the spaceship.

A pungent, icy air rushed towards us, and the emergency indicator lights flickered, casting mottled and distorted shadows on the metal floor.

Hammond tightened his standard-issue rifle, lowered his voice, and quickly arranged the positions. "Aiden, Hailey, you two cover the rear and keep a close watch on the blind spots on both sides of the passage!"

Isaac and I will advance in the middle, while Kendra will monitor environmental signals throughout. Everyone must maintain a three-meter distance and proceed steadily. Do not act rashly!

"Roger that!"

The two team members immediately went on alert. Aiden Chen, holding a pulse gun, pressed himself against the bulkhead, his eyes scanning the dimly lit corner of the passageway, not daring to miss any unusual movements.

Fully equipped with heavy armor, Hayley Johnston held her weapon steady, guarding the rear of the team and ready to respond to any sudden attacks.

The five-person team held their breath and slowly ventured deeper into the cold metal deck.

The entire passageway was dilapidated and in disarray, with broken pipes and detached metal plates scattered along the way, and dark brown bloodstains that had splattered and solidified everywhere, mottled and covering the cold bulkheads.

Discarded tools and fragments of torn uniforms were piled up haphazardly on both sides of the passageway, with occasional small pieces of unknown organization stuck in the gaps, creating an eerie and terrifying atmosphere.

Throughout the entire process, the only sounds were the soft clanging of metal underfoot, the buzzing noise of leaking equipment, and the tense breathing of everyone.

The passageway was pitch black and deathly silent, as if it concealed countless lurking unknown terrors, and every shadow exuded a suffocating sense of oppression.

The strange interference from the detector never stopped along the way; those elusive and bizarre signals constantly lingered around, making people uneasy.

Fortunately, there were no sudden attacks along the way. Thanks to their careful positioning and coordination, the group avoided many damaged and leaky areas and dodged loose and falling metal debris.

After passing through a long, enclosed passageway and two locked isolation gates that were later manually unlocked, the group cautiously made their way through several times before finally arriving at a common lounge.

The inspection revealed no danger inside, and Hammond gestured for everyone to sit down and rest to ease their tense nerves.

During the break, Isaac got up and explored the rest area before walking to the main power control box on the wall. He skillfully disassembled the casing to check the wiring and troubleshoot the problem.

Soon, power was restored to the lounge, and the lights came on one by one.