Chapter 504 Anderson's Response

After some false politeness, Wilson could not resist the enthusiastic Anderson, so he could only reluctantly take the other party's supply for free.

"Thank you, I have something urgent to do, so I won't talk about it. After finishing the supply, I have to hurry on my way."

Seeing Anderson being so accommodating, Wilson felt that it was not right for him to just leave so directly.

After hesitating for a while, before leaving, he still said to Anderson in a veiled way:

"Ahem, there is something I have to remind you. There is a very powerful foreign tribe in the direction I came from. After being beaten by me, they may take revenge."

"You'd better increase the scope of vigilance. Be careful not to encounter the invasion of foreign fleets on the way to move!"

"Thank you for your reminder, don't worry, this is the territory of the tribe."

"Although the farmers nearby are not as arrogant as you, they are also guys with good combat power."

"I have a good relationship with their neighbors. If they dare to come here, I guess we can only have a bite."

Anderson's words are not exaggerating.

The conservative business strategy he adopted has relatively little demand for the expansion of territory, and there is little friction with neighboring farmers.

He has always been quite smooth in dealing with insects, and never offends insects in daily communication.

Even if the new brainworms that rose later were much younger and less experienced than him, Anderson would never put on airs.

Occasionally, neighbors needed to borrow a road from his territory. When they visited him, he would warmly entertain them and send some nutrient solution to maintain relations.

These little things actually didn't cost much, but they made him a good reputation in the neighborhood.

As the saying goes, if a bug respects me one foot, I will respect the bug one foot.

They are all wealthy big farmers. When they get involved, they care about face!

Anderson gave face so much. If they really encountered difficulties, the neighbors would naturally not stand idly by.

"Okay, it seems that you are doing well. Just keep it in mind."

Wilson felt relieved when he heard Anderson say this, and the pitiful sense of guilt disappeared in an instant.

After the supply was completed, Wilson immediately ordered to set sail and headed towards his territory at full speed.

Watching Wilson's fleet gradually moving away, Anderson also withdrew his gaze in a happy mood.

He felt that his luck, which had hit rock bottom, had finally started to rebound.

Not only did he get back with Wilson, the super boss, but he also promised to call him next time if there was something good. His career was getting better and better!

On the other side, looking at the giant peak nest that gradually disappeared at the end of his vision, Adjutant Cotton reported to Wilson:

"Boss, from the information we detected from the meshworms left along the way, that fleet should have some kind of tracking method and is chasing us along our evacuation route."

"After behavioral analysis, we concluded that the other party seemed to have no intention of giving up the pursuit."

Wilson sneered, "This is already the tribe's territory, and we still have to cross several brainworm control areas."

"If these aliens are capable, continue to chase them."

"You should compile the post-war data as soon as possible. Some of the void giant insects that are seriously injured but still have hope of survival should be rescued with all your strength."

"The loss of this trip is so huge. I really lost a lot. I have to find a way to make up for it!"

When he said this, the sneer on Wilson's face collapsed instantly, and tears were about to flow out.

Just as Wilson's subordinates were busy treating the wounded.

Anderson, who continued to move, finished his chores and lay down again. Not long after, his consciousness network received another emergency report from his adjutant.

"Boss, the enemy has been discovered. A fleet of alien ships has entered our control area!"

"The other side is approaching the direction of the hive at high speed!"

Having been reminded by Wilson in advance, Anderson was not surprised by this, but instead showed a playful expression on his face.

"Oh, you really dare to chase me?"

"What kind of idiot is this, to still want revenge after being beaten by Wilson?"

Years of pioneering career and daily chats with big farmers have long given Anderson some illusions.

In the 'cradle', when encountering the increasingly powerful Zerg fleet, the foreign races are almost all weak shrimps without any ability to fight back.

Even he, a farmer who takes a steady development route, has encountered foreign fleets several times and easily crushed them.

There is really no one who can fight!

"Let the combat troops go out and drive them away, so as not to delay the migration progress of the hive."

Anderson gave orders lazily and casually, and didn't even want to raise his eyelids.

There is no way, he just finished the soul transfer operation, and the compatibility between the new body and the soul still needs to be improved.

So he left daily affairs to his subordinates.

"No, boss............."

"Now the number of enemy warships that have entered the detection range has exceeded three million, and the number of the enemy is still increasing!"

The mental fluctuations of the single-eyed insect adjutant were extremely intense, containing undisguised fear.

"Huh?"

Anderson was also shocked by the adjutant's words, and he opened his eyes suddenly.

Through the consciousness network, he looked at the real-time picture sent back from the front.

The densely packed foreign warships, moving rapidly, the flames dragged by the tail engines were like thousands of meteors.

And the number of marks has not stopped for a moment, and is still rising.

"Fuck! They are all elite warships!"

As a senior farmer, Anderson controlled the reconnaissance Zerg unit and came to a conclusion immediately after careful observation.

The performance gap between the elite warships of the alien race and the ordinary warships is generally huge.

The external ship speed, shipboard equipment and armor configuration are enough to distinguish.

A fleet of alien ships with a number of tens of millions, all composed of elite warships.

Once the two sides start fighting, Anderson is not sure whether he can win.

But he knows that even if he wins, the loss will definitely not be small.

"Is this what the big boss calls 'quite strong'?"

"Is this not poking a hornet's nest?"

"Wilson is really a super boss, awesome!"

Without time to think about it, Anderson instantly cheered up and immediately took over the control of the consciousness network.

"All personnel enter the first level combat readiness state and implement emergency plan No. 3!"

"Outbound pioneer ships, return to the Hive Farm immediately!"

"Wake up all sleeping combat units!"

"Number one to ninety-nine large energy storage depots, open without restrictions!"

"The corridor is closed!"

"Build the sixth generation red-eye barnacle ray tower, freely allocate and lock targets!"

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