I Became a Commander in a Crappy SF Game.

Ch.160″How are you feeling? Are you coming to your senses?” (1)

by fnovelpia

And if Icarus had known, he would have had more reason to understand what it meant for blood to rush backward.

Despite the fact that numerous solo rankers were stationed in the central sector where Humanity Clan’s offensive was about to begin, in addition to Icarus…

The fact that they assigned five people specifically to Icarus alone was the issue.

Of course, Humanity had their own reasons for this measure…

The biggest reason was that other solo rankers in the central sector didn’t display “overwhelming power against other users” like Icarus did.

And in other specific matters, Icarus and other ranker users were in somewhat different situations.

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In the case of Menaldo, ranked 10th:

Like Icarus, he was a complete solo player.

Given his appearance, he played like a cold city man, a lone wolf(?), which made him somewhat less of a concern.

Unlike Icarus, despite beating up nearby users, he hadn’t shown anything “overwhelmingly impressive” enough to become a hot topic in the gallery.

Since he didn’t draw much aggro, it was determined that having just three rankers from within Humanity’s top 1000 would be sufficient to deal with him.

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And in the case of Indefatigable, ranked 7th… the situation was quite different.

“Why aren’t we attacking Indefatigable?”

“Are you crazy? That person is our external mercenary.”

“Ah, I see.”

From the beginning, they had chosen Earth Federation as their faction.

Though nominally neutral, they were a “friendly force” who had handled many requests from the Humanity Clan as pro-Earth Federation supporters.

“Oh, I’m counting on your help again this time~”

“I don’t know what you’re up to, but if you mess with me or my acquaintances here, I won’t let it slide.”

“Of course not.”

They had cleanly established a non-aggression pact with each other.

And to prevent them from responding to requests for help from “friends of friends,” they provided appropriate resources…

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-[It’s modest, but…]

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<Notice!>

<Antares⇒Indefatigable: 50,000 Minerals, 4,500 Rare Resources, 10,000 Gold>

<Y/N>

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-[No, please don’t worry about it]

-[Please don’t say that]

-[Well then]

—

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“Ah, this level of courtesy is acceptable.”

“Hehehe.”

“Alright, I don’t know what you’re planning to do, but I’ll just stay put.”

“That’s enough for us.”

By providing some gold, they ensured non-interference in this matter.

—

And in the case of Laura, ranked 5th, strangely enough, about three people were deployed against her, just like for Menaldo who was five ranks below her at 10th.

Because of this, there was internal discussion about whether it was appropriate to deploy the same number of people against the 5th-ranked player as they did against the 10th-ranked.

“We’re sending three people against the 10th rank, and another three against the 5th rank?”

“Even so, that seems a bit…”

“What if we end up getting counter-invaded and beaten up?”

Especially the clan that was to deploy personnel against Laura showed an even more terrified reaction.

Whether they liked it or not, Humanity needed to provide an explanation for this matter.

Of course, Humanity wasn’t stupid, and there were reasons for their personnel selection…

“Don’t worry, there’s no problem.”

“How can sending three people against the 10th rank be the same as sending three against the 5th rank?”

“Think about it, the ones going against Laura are three from the top 500 ranks, unlike those going against Menaldo.”

“Even considering that, it still doesn’t seem right.”

First, they were deploying stronger rankers than those sent against Menaldo.

Additionally, when they revealed another crucial reason to the clan members…

“Also, Laura recently worked as an external mercenary in the defense battle of the Justice Clan in the central sector.”

“Oh? That means?”

“Currently, Laura’s main fleet is still under repair, so she’s much weaker than you think.”

As the Humanity Clan representative showed proof of Laura’s main fleet being destroyed in mutual annihilation, the clan and its assigned personnel each breathed sighs of relief.

—

Anyway, completely unaware of all this…

“Commander, the approaching vessels aren’t responding to any of our communications!”

“Haha, these bastards.”

I felt extremely annoyed at these bastards attempting a concentrated beatdown, but decided to check the enemy fleet’s strength first.

“Jessica, what’s the status of the enemy fleet’s strength?”

“Just a moment, the reconnaissance results are still being analyzed… Ah, I’ll show you now!”

And the fleet analysis data, supposedly created by the base’s supercomputer and analysts, appeared on both the command console I was holding and the massive monitor at the front of the command center.

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<Battlecruisers: 7>

<Destroyers: 230>

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And seeing this insane force.

With 7 battlecruisers and over 200 destroyers swarming in.

After a moment’s consideration, I thought about just surrendering.

‘This is impossible. How can I face a force of this scale?’

Of course, realistically, these guys wouldn’t be moving their fleet in perfect unison.

In reality, they would be five users controlling their forces separately.

So if I approached it like typical 1-vs-many combat, taking them down one by one… it might somehow be possible.

But the problem was the sheer scale.

Even including my mercenary corps, they still outnumbered me by more than 2 to 1…

If the enemy roughly divided their forces in half, with one half engaging my entire fleet and the other half leisurely pushing into my base, the game would be over.

So I was about to make the grand decision to convey my surrender to those bastards…

But at that moment, chat notifications started flashing frantically before my eyes.

‘What’s this?’

Wondering what was happening, I felt puzzled and, before sending a surrender message, I first opened the source of the chat notifications, the so-called “Solo Player Room”…

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-[Hey](Laura)

-[Are you guys okay? Damn, Humanity’s lackeys are suddenly attacking all solo players in the central sector](Menaldo)

-[Danger](Laura)

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As soon as I opened it, I saw urgent messages from Laura and Menaldo.

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-[Damn sis help me]

-[I’m also being invaded right now, these bastards are cowardly attacking 2 vs 1]

-[I’m facing 3 vs 1 damn it]

-[These guys are deploying at least 3 people against any solo ranker above 1,000th rank]

-[Help! Help! I’m being attacked by 3 people!]

-[These damn dogs are cowardly ganging up on us]

-[Ah damn my fleet is split]

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Along with the literal wailing of solo players in dire situations.

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-[Hey don’t surrender]

-[These bastards tried to make me their subordinate in exchange for surrender]

-[Damn if you don’t accept those terms they completely destroy your base]

-[I experienced the same shit, when I didn’t accept surrender they tried to destroy my fleet completely without leaving anything, I barely escaped and had to start over]

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Realizing that surrender wouldn’t bring happiness, I threw my surrender plans completely in the trash and decided to show these damned bastards my will to fight to the death.

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