Chapter 1591: Chapter 1591

The powerful electromagnetic shock spread out using a special method of condensed compression, with its range growing larger and larger.

At first, it truly matched their expectations. In the areas affected by the electromagnetic shock, weapons rated tier-3 and below immediately ceased functioning, regardless of whether they belonged to friend or foe.

This kind of attack made them sneer disdainfully, as it fundamentally couldn’t alter the situation at all.

As for the tier-4-rated warships and mechas, they were affected to some degree but didn’t stop working. Within a few seconds, they had recovered. Similarly, both sides were affected without distinguishing between friend and foe.

Weapons rated tier-5 and tier-6, however, appeared entirely unaffected—at least on the surface.

But just a few minutes later, the situation began to change.

The communications officer, his face looking slightly off, said, "Commander, sir, the situation seems to be getting problematic."

"What’s going on? Could it be they’ve deployed new weapons for an attack? If so, that certainly complicates matters."

He assumed Du You was using the electromagnetic shock as a diversion to launch an attack via other means. If such an unexpected move were pulled off, it could yield some results, but surely not to a significant extent.

"No, Commander, sir, I... I don’t even know how to describe this. You should see for yourself."

The commander, his expression odd, thought his second-in-command was unusually tongue-tied. Stepping forward, he looked at the screen, but the next moment his face changed.

"Damn it! What the hell are they doing? End this madness right now!"

The situation had indeed taken a sharp turn—and it was far worse than anticipated. Because, within a few minutes, those previously affected low-tier weapons had restarted—but their recovery was not what anyone had imagined.

Chaos was breaking out, as these weapons began attacking indiscriminately, engaging in mutual slaughter. Pandemonium finally erupted, and rear mechanical control was useless; these things simply no longer obeyed commands.

The low-tier weapons, being unmanned in this war, relied entirely on electronic manipulation. Once their systems malfunctioned, the only option was to retrieve them for repairs.

Yet in this situation, recovery was outright impossible.

The weapons attacked one another, and upon detecting attempts to regain control, they would immediately self-destruct—without negotiation.

Over time, even greater issues emerged. It was soon discovered these weapons had already been completely commandeered by the enemy. No longer engaging in mutual destruction, they instead turned their firepower toward their own users.

While the intensity of the attacks wasn’t high, their sheer numbers overwhelmed opposing defenses. With an onslaught as dense as this, warship defensive energy reserves were rapidly drained—and this was only the beginning.

"Damn it, how are they doing this? What the hell is hiding in that electromagnetic shock?"

At this moment, not a single upper-class commanding officer dared dismiss the earlier electromagnetic shock. But how was it achieving such effects, turning their weapons into this mess?

In a world saturated by electronic devices, electronic warfare was an expected phenomenon.

But for anything to achieve results of this magnitude—it was without precedent, unparalleled.

Before they could figure out what was happening, a new round of chaos broke out—this time within the tier-4-rated weapons. These were the backbone of the military fleet, the mechas and the patrol ships, yet they too began to malfunction. Just like the low-tier weapons, they went out of control, attacking one another. ɪꜰ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ʀᴇᴀᴅ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs, ᴘʟᴇᴀsᴇ ᴠɪsɪᴛ 𝙣𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙡~𝙛𝙞𝙧𝙚~𝙣𝙚𝙩

A few minutes later, these weapons were also commandeered, turning their fire against their own side, further intensifying their firepower.

Left without options, they scrambled for solutions. To abandon these assets meant catastrophic losses. The battlefield spiraled out of control—or rather, was already collapsing.

"No good, tier-5—tier-5-rated warships are malfunctioning too!" Finally, someone discovered the new problem.

It was like a plague, albeit one targeting technological systems.

"Send an urgent report immediately! What has gone wrong over there?" Tier-5-rated warships weren’t like the unmanned low-tier weapons; they operated under human control, predominantly natural humans, which made abandoning them unthinkable.

"Commander, reporting... We... We’ve lost control of our warship. We can’t..."

Before the sentence was even finished, the screen went dark, and they saw that warship turning its weapons toward their own forces. This kind of scenario repeated, spreading rapidly—and their tier-6-rated warships were far too few to counter it.

"Damn it! How did this happen? Order all troops to retreat. Command every warship still under control to withdraw and leave this starry sky immediately!" Finally, they could hold on no longer. Even if returning meant facing military tribunals, it was better than total annihilation. After all, they had to figure out why they failed this time—no matter what.

"Heh, the results are excellent. Now they want to retreat? Unfortunately, it’s already too late." Du You gazed at the starry sky and grinned.

In truth, the reason things unfolded this way was entirely due to Du You. That seemingly purposeless large-scale electromagnetic shock was exactly what they had thought—it was nothing more than wasted energy, seemingly ineffective.

Du You had spent over half a month accumulating the necessary energy for this, at great expense. Given that his territory hadn’t advanced to a higher tier, it was impossible to construct functional buildings in every locale.

But earlier, Du You had integrated his Photon Elf into the electromagnetic energy, systematically creating virus-like streams of specialized information that dispersed alongside the electromagnetic shock.

The so-called electromagnetic shock was merely a medium for transmitting this effect.

When the shock interacted with enemies or their barriers, the information stream infiltrated the systems. Thanks to the Photon Elf’s capabilities, as long as the targets stayed below tier-6, this virus-like information was practically impossible to counter.

However, due to the vastness of the area and the sheer number of targets, it required time to grow and erode control systems. When the process was complete, the ensuing transformations spread from low-tier weapons, progressively dismantling the enemy’s entire forces step by step.

"After this battle, our forces will expand considerably, won’t they?"

Ke Jisi smirked. After this conflict, all those commandeered technological weapons would belong to their side.

The wave of gain from this operation was truly exhilarating. Ke Jisi mentally calculated that, at a minimum, their strength would multiply by five or six times, and their total arsenal would expand dozens of times over—especially because lower-tier weapons were far more numerous.