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Chao'X urgently led the remaining fighter group through the smoke and wreckage back to the vicinity of the flagship Huda'hu. The ship, in stark contrast to the destruction on the battlefield, seemed completely untouched by the ravages of war, and the daily life of the orcs on board appeared unaffected by the external Chao'X. The massive hull, adorned with tribal war totems and glory emblems, appeared both magnificent and somewhat solemn as it floated in the air like an isolated fortress, awaiting an unknown fate.
When Chao'X's rapid breathing came through the Communicator, his panicked warning sounded particularly abrupt in the quiet air: "Captain! There are Knight Errant here! From the knight family!" This statement was like a bombshell, causing a commotion aboard the Huda'hu ship. These orc warriors, known for their bravery and brutality, were now shaken by this sudden news.
Huda'hu himself, an experienced captain, appeared very surprised upon hearing Chao'X's report. His thick eyebrows furrowed, and a barely noticeable expression of astonishment flashed in his eyes, a rare sight in battle. The message conveyed through the Communicator was not just a warning, but more like an ominous omen, foretelling the impending storm of war. Huda'hu's voice was steady and powerful as he responded through the Communicator: " Chao'X, are you sure about this? Knight Errant, and the knight family? We've heard little about their movements in recent years. What about the situation with DaDa? Wasn't he always on the front lines?"
Chao'X's face looked very grave, and he took a deep breath, trying to sound calmer as he spoke: "Captain, DaDa's ship has suffered heavy damage, and our fighter squadrons have suffered significant losses. The strength of the Knight Errant far exceeds our expectations. If we don't adjust our strategy quickly, I'm afraid..." He didn't finish his sentence before conveying his concern and warning.
At this moment, countless thoughts flashed through Huda'hu's mind. The existence of the Knight Errant was undoubtedly a huge threat to them. If they didn't take immediate action, they might find themselves in an unprecedented predicament. But he also knew that this was an opportunity, a chance to prove himself and his tribe unbeatable. Huda'hu's eyes became determined, and he issued the command, preparing to face the upcoming challenge.
On Huda'hu's ship, the tense atmosphere reached its boiling point. Huda'hu himself stood on the command platform, facing the unknown threat ahead. His voice echoed on the bridge, full of the resounding orders: "Crew, load the cannons! Prepare to fire!" His command reached every corner, and the orc crew on the ship busied themselves, each person fulfilling their duties, hoping to be prepared for the upcoming battle.
At this moment, Chao'X was piloting a fighter jet, urgently circling around the ship, and conveyed the harsh reality to Huda'hu through the Communicator: "Our cannons can't penetrate knight's armor! It's hopeless!" His words were like a cold shower on Huda'hu's fiery heart, instantly calming him down. He had thought that with the advantage of numbers and firepower, he could easily handle any enemy, but suddenly felt an unprecedented sense of powerlessness.
Huda'hu was now in turmoil, facing this formidable unknown enemy. Countless strategies and plans flashed through his mind, only to be rejected one by one, because he knew that with their current weapons and equipment, they seemed unable to inflict effective damage on Knight Errant. At this moment, every technology and equipment on his ship seemed so small and powerless.
"This... What should I do?" Huda'hu He muttered to himself, the situation in front of him far exceeding his expectations. He knew he had to make a decision, but facing such enemies, he felt for the first time the helplessness and frustration of being a captain. The other orcs on the ship also sensed their leader's confusion, and for a moment, the entire ship was shrouded in a heavy atmosphere.
Amidst the Chao'X and uncertainty, Huda'hu struggled to maintain his composure. His gaze through the window of the ship's control room was fixed on the rapidly approaching Knight Errant, a threat unlike anything he had ever seen. Before he could react, clusters of blue plasma fire rained down on his ship at an alarming speed, as if disaster had struck.
Huda'hu Fiercely manipulating the helm, trying to maneuver his ship to evade, but the large ship's response speed was far behind that of the plasma cannon. Shot after shot, the plasma cannon hit the ship's shields, the massive energy impact causing the entire ship to shake violently, nearly knocking over the orcs standing on the bridge. The shields emitted intense flashes and roars under the continuous assault of the plasma cannon, showing that they were under extreme pressure.
Huda'hu Watching his ship being hit by the plasma cannon, he felt both shocked and panicked. He knew that if this attack continued, their shields would soon be broken, and once the shields collapsed, the ship itself would be unable to withstand such a devastating attack. At this critical moment, his heart was filled with regret and helplessness, but more so with fear of facing an unknown powerful enemy. He knew deep down that the outcome of this battle could be dire.
Faced with the relentless attacks and approaching desperation, Huda'hu suddenly felt an unprecedented calmness, as if the whole world had slowed down, and a sense of tranquility filled his heart. At that moment, a deep and ancient voice cut through the Chao'X, reaching the depths of his soul, as if it came from the call of the ancient beast ancestors, or perhaps from the deepest instinct within him.
"Jumping in... as a beastman, one should engage in battle by jumping in, leaving no survivors!"
This voice is filled with primitive wildness and cruelty, awakening the most primitive and savage fighting instinct in Huda'hu's heart. At this critical moment, he realizes that in order to survive in this war, he must return to the oldest fighting method of the orcs - boarding combat, using his own claws and ferocity to tear apart the enemy, rather than relying on high-tech weapons.
A wild gleam flashes in his eyes, as he decides to abandon reliance on shields and change tactics. He quickly orders the remaining fighters and ship crew to prepare for the most ancient and savage boarding tactics - direct ship-to-ship combat, facing the enemy in the most primitive way.
At that moment, Huda'hu was no longer a pirate chief relying on technological weapons, but transformed into a warrior embracing the wildness and courage in the bloodline of the orcs, ready to write their own war song in this sea of fire.
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