"Be careful... No matter the posture, I want a thirty-seventy split of the loot. There's no reason for me to risk my life here while you take advantage on the side!"
Looking at Zhang Pengcheng's reply on the screen, Fatty laughed.
On the virtual screen, the Chuckna Fleet, which had deployed its energy shields, had already started to retaliate. Their tactics were fierce, with battleships holding the main line, and high-speed destroyers on the wings recklessly diving into the Suss Fleet. Every destroyer was accompanied by several Chuckna [Lightning Falcon] warplanes in coordinated combat, along with the cruisers on the periphery conducting group penetrating strikes back and forth... These reckless Chuckna people almost tore through the main formation of the Suss Fleet. The initial advantage of the Suss was slowly being clawed back by them.
On the main screen of the [Holy Sword], another group of Suss people had already faintly appeared at the edge of the Smoke Lake Nebula.
