I'm the King Of Technology Chapter 1017 - Moving In!

Chapter 1017 - Moving In!

Standing heroically on one of the battlesh.i.p.s, Gary's wife, Ruby... as well as Trey's wife, Yara, calmly spoke into the speaker in their arm s.h.i.+elds, as if they were Buzz Lightyear.

These Women were the Top Dogs in the Marine Corps.

They both planned to go for their dinner date with the gang.

But who would've known that enemies would dare approach Baymard?

Yara's eyes were cold when she heard that her stupid husband, Trey, dared to go in without backup.

Heh. It looks like she has been too soft on him lately.

He deserved some beatings!

Their second-in-commands by their sides couldn't help praying for Admiral Trey in their hearts.

Who didn't know how powerful Marine General Yara was?

He was clearly asking for death!

Somehow, they could already see the scene of General Yara dealing with him in their matrimonial home when all this was over.

Sigh... The poor Admiral.

He obviously knew his wife. Yet, he dared to make such a bold move.

R.I.P to the late Admiral Trey.

You shall be missed.

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Yara was so p.i.s.sed that her murderous aura continuously leaked out, making some rookies and even veterans s.h.i.+ver in fright.

Was it just them, or did they just see flames of anger around her?

Everyone looked at Ruby pitifully.

But when they also saw Ruby p.i.s.sed off, also releasing her own murderous aura, they were dumbfounded, confused and helpless.

'General Ruby, why the h.e.l.l are you also furious?

What's your point here?'

(>T□T)

Ruby was p.i.s.sed off when she thought of Trey's situation.

Why? Because not long ago, that idiot husband of hers, who calls himself Admiral Gary, also pulled a stupid stunt like this.

Trey's actions had reminded her of that incident, making her angry all over again.

As expected, birds of the same feather flock together.

Gary didn't know it, but presently, he was walking on a very thin sheet of ice.

[Gary back in Navy Headquarters]: Eh? Why do I have an ominous feeling?

...

The Marine Corps had split into companies (a group of 12~200 soldiers), forming several Tactical-sized units and positioned themselves on each Battles.h.i.+p s.h.i.+p.

They stood firm on the deck, with some standing beside large boxes of equipment there.

Ruby's teams focused on rescuing the imprisoned slaves paddling down below, while Yara's teams would focus more on clearing the path and taking out the enemies.

They couldn't very well sink the s.h.i.+p as there were too many innocent people aboard.

"Generals! News from Admiral Trey's team just got in."

Yara and Ruby turned around at the same time hastily.

After listening, they then sat on the deck floor and worked things out swiftly.

With a large sheet of paper brought over, everyone calmly a.n.a.lyzed things and depicted how they imagined the s.h.i.+p's interior would look based on all their experiences and missions on the seas.

Yara held her pencil and tapped her lower chin: "According to the estimates of how tall and wide each enemy vessel is, each s.h.i.+p can take up to 9,000 people if you pack them like sardines, banking them up on beds and allowing some to sleep on the floors."

Ruby nodded: "Right. Of course, they could have fewer people on deck. But for this case, let's a.s.sume the worst-case scenario, taking 9,000 as the number on each s.h.i.+p. And out of that 9,000, let's a.s.sume that 1000 are slaves paddling below. So 8,000 times 48 sh.i.p.s should be.... "

Instantly, one of their subordinates answered promptly: 384,000 enemies and 48,000 slaves, generals!"

"Good. Remember, this number could indeed be wrong. But it's the most logical at the moment.

So. Change of plans. Listen up!

Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah~."

They agreed on a new plan of action swiftly.

"Generals, what about the rookies? Isn't this mission too high grade for the first mission?"

"Not necessarily. Rookies have to learn and understand just how terrifying the battlefield was.

They will undoubtedly make mistakes.

But, we are sending them in with veterans like you all.

If you can't even keep an eye on them as veterans, then how can you all be able to secure hostages?"

Yara nodded and added to what Ruby said: "We expect you all to let them learn, but at the same time, you must secretly protect them and each other. Understand?"

"Yes, Generals."

"Good. Now quickly pa.s.s the new plans to all Companies. Kill those who fight back, capture those who surrender. Remember that."

With that, the subordinates did as they were told.

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This was a surprise attack.

So news on the matter kept coming in time and time again.

And they, as leaders, had to act fast!

Alright. They finally confirmed these people's ident.i.ty, as well as got more information about where the ring leaders were.

The girls, along with their second in commands, ironed things out in a matter of minutes before talking into their arm s.h.i.+elds again.

The rookies who had just been chosen to partake in this mission, felt very nervous at the slight changes made to the plan that had just been revised 10 minutes ago.

Their heart rates fluctuated wildly as they felt too overwhelmed with emotions.

So this was how it felt to be on a real mission?

Indeed, practice could never beat the real thing.

They just hoped that they didn't mess things up.

Ruby and Yara tightened their grip on their weapons while looking ahead calmly at the enemy fleet that was already somewhat visible.

"8 minutes before Mission Engage.

All companies stay alert and get ready to engage!"

Meanwhile, those within the Coast Guards (CG) all stormed out in different directions as planned.

"Rainbow! Nightingale! Blue Bird! Rain Storm! Golden Fis.h.!.+ And unit Thunderbird!

Direct the tourists to a 2-mile radius away from the enemy's location.

Emergency unit Saving Grace! Head towards Admiral Trey's s.h.i.+p for a.s.sistance. Man Down!

All other chosen units should encircle the region at a 0.7-mile radius from the enemy, blocking the scene.

Focus more on the sights visible to tourists.

The other sights facing the empty seas can be left unguarded.

Move! Move! Move!"