Cyber Era Witch
Chapter 579 - 492

Chapter 579: 492

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Above the terrifying waves, the Anonymous sped through the night sky at full throttle, the dark ship slicing through the thin fog, with storm clouds providing the perfect cover, the Shuttle Machine moving stealthily like a smear of ink.

Hosoda Yoshiyuki constantly refreshed the scanner, trying to find some trace in the vicinity, of the Colonel or the enemy, but the old program panel showed nothing. Some paid features that he didn’t recognize were locked, and he pondered whether subscribing now would be of any use, but that was a consumer trap set by the corporation, and he refused to give in.

The Colonel, that guy... a legendary figure, Hosoda Yoshiyuki mused.

He took the dark green cloth bag off his back and put it on the empty seat next to him. Inside, an empty glass bottle was etched with the Colonel’s portrait, which Hosoda Yoshiyuki had bought from the old goods market, for nothing, almost snatched away.

Staring at the bottle, Hosoda Yoshiyuki knew there had been a time when the progressive forces had surged globally, known as "the Year of the Waves," the most dangerous year for the corporation.

About five or six decades ago, fighters like the Colonel emerged across the world, with every region finding their own figureheads, including Selita’s guerrillas and Lundinium Action’s heirs, whose momentum was massive.

The progressive forces had shone so brightly then, and during the same era, the Rat Tide had occurred, when the bottom of society with nothing to lose fired at their shackles, just as their inevitable end came, they perished like ants, their troops disbanded, the tides of thought dissipated.

And now the world hadn’t changed much, with people sweet on the industrial sugars of various fields. How could so much bloodshed lead to an even more entrenched world? The current situation made Hosoda Yoshiyuki even angrier.

Hosoda Yoshiyuki owed Nestor Corporation a debt, which gave him immunity after their victory, at least in the Northern Archipelago, Hosoda Yoshiyuki could hold his head high.

From prisoner and fugitive to a free man, he had more leeway to pursue his own business. In his heart, apart from blasting the rich to pieces, distributing their wealth among the public, he had no other desire. Previously in Silla, Hosoda Yoshiyuki had flattened most of the wealthy villas near the ceasefire line, forcing the rich to generally move southward by 50 miles.

His methods were violent and extreme, his body had been scarred in the process of fighting against the rich, and what supported his belief was nothing but the elusive hope of victory.

Now that hope had finally appeared, even if ever so slightly.

The Cyber Specter had devoured the network security elites in the Helis Sea, and the Colonel had established a progressive front throughout the All-Agave Continent. A ferocious beast and a veteran soldier, both legendary figures known worldwide, with their support, and personnel, technology, and funds from Nestor Corporation, the Year of the Waves might reappear. People in a disadvantaged position were uniting, pouring all their strength into fighting against exploiters!

Whenever he reached this thought, Hosoda Yoshiyuki swelled with vigor, his grim face hidden under a conviction forged from fury!

He looked outside, took a deep breath; the air entered his metal lungs, like entering a maze.

In a haze, Hosoda Yoshiyuki heard a series of cannon fire, his brain’s voiceprint recognizer activated, automatically classifying it as the "Whaler-4" light chain-gun, a type of naval gun used by light mercenary warships.

He yelled loudly, ordering Rinne to adjust the course, Rinne frowned, trying to adapt to Hosoda Yoshiyuki’s explosive temper, then redirected the Shuttle Machine. They quickly spotted several gray light warships scattered across the sea, ranging from 2,500 to 7,000 tons, attempting to confront the "Red Life," an old battleship in the distance.

"They didn’t send bigger ships! Probably afraid of Black Fire Innovation’s navy!" Hosoda Yoshiyuki shouted, "With just these few, we can fight!"

"We can’t do naval combat!" Rinne checked the ship’s weapon system, nothing!

"I can do it alone—" Hosoda Yoshiyuki bellowed but stopped short.

A dazzling white light flashed outside the window, illuminating the world.

Everyone knew what was about to happen and held their breath in anticipation of that moment.

Bang!

A thunderous explosion!

A tremendous roar, a deluge, and a storm came upon them all at once! In such dark and gloomy torrential rain and turbulent seas, one couldn’t help but feel insignificant, gaining a deeper understanding of their tiny place in this grand world.

The waves grew fiercer.

Below, the ships tossed like toys in an earthquake, at any moment tipping over, and with a loud noise, the sea churned even more violently, showing the "Red Life" caught in a large wave, caught in "riding the wave," a phenomenon where the ship loses power and becomes completely unstable, carried up and down by the waves below, as if riding the waves, which was even more dangerous!

It was instantly smacked by a giant wave, the whole vessel was drenched, disappearing in a blink into the massive waves, tens of meters high, tightening the onlookers’ nerves, and after an eternity, it barely emerged through the tide’s crest, the deck in disarray, looking particularly vulnerable on the gloomy sea.

The gray, wolf-like ships still pressed in closer, they were much more robust than the "Red Life," Hosoda Yoshiyuki scanned and it seemed there were also submarines below the water.

Hosoda Yoshiyuki turned, saw the serious faces of others, snorted, then silently unlocked the Anonymous’s inner lock and leapt out with force.

He flew through the air, his scanner highlighting heat sources and engines, his arm raised to fire his small-caliber sniper rifle, picking off two missile drones weaving through the clouds, bringing them down from the heavens.

His high-speed thrusters on his back propelled him through the air. The fuel formula was his own concoction, mostly aviation fuel, with the rest some cheap liquid given by an acquaintance, allowing him to streak across the sky like a rocket, instantly sweeping over the smaller ships below!

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