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Volume 1 Chapter 127: A plan within a plan

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    Chapter 127: A plan within a plan

    At the Kador Defense Line Command, Bon Ningyan sat blankly in her private war room. Just a few minutes ago, Yi Lexiang in sy-20 had a brief phone call with her. This secret conversation still remains  The sound in her ears made Bon Ningyan upset.

    In the communicator, Yi Lexiang asked directly in a cold tone who was the person she wanted to protect or needed to protect?  Although Bo Ningyan had been prepared, she still felt as if her face was burning as if someone had slapped her in the face.

    "Is it Bo Yuanya?" Bo Ningyan could hardly believe her ears at the time. She didn't know how many secrets Yi Lexiang knew about her, and what basis he made such a judgment on, but Yi Lexiang's words were  It was like a steel needle piercing Bo Ningyan's heart.

    "How did you know?" The slightly trembling voice and the unbelievable question all showed that Yi Lexiang's judgment was correct.

    "Lieutenant General Bon Ningyan, I can understand that everyone has something they want to protect or defend, but as a young soldier of the Republic, I have to remind you that your identity is the Kador Defense Line of the Republic of Charno.  Commander-in-Chief, every decision you make will affect the lives of tens of thousands of soldiers, and even the lives of hundreds of millions of people behind the Kador Line. You risked millions of soldiers of the Ninth Fleet for the life of one person.  I feel very sorry for your decision to disregard your life. The Lieutenant General Bo Jiangang and General Bo Shengguo I know are both rare and outstanding soldiers of the Republic. I don¡¯t want your behavior to make the three members of the Bo family disorganized.  will be disgraced by his legend.¡±

    "What do you want to do?" The low words in the communicator passed through Bo Ningyan's heart like thunder, and shame and panic hit Bo Ningyan head-on like an overwhelming net.

    "Lieutenant General Bo, I have checked the current status of the three fortresses of SY-20. The main guns are completely lost, all kinds of defensive weapons are mostly damaged, the power system is exhausted, and the imperial army is approaching. Time does not allow us to carry out large-scale attacks on them.  Restoration project, in fact these three forts are not of much military significance, so I have a proposal!¡±

    "What proposal?"

    "My ninth fleet is responsible for rescuing the surviving soldiers back to the fortress, including Bo Yuanya, if he is still alive."

    Bon Ningyan remained silent, quietly waiting for Yi Lexiang to continue speaking.

    "In exchange, I hope Lieutenant General Bo can take back the order to recover sy-20. I don't want the soldiers of the Republic to shed more blood!"

    "Okay." Without thinking, Bo Ningyan agreed to Yi Lexiang's request.  A "beep" busy signal came from the communicator, and Yi Lexiang, who received Bo Ningyan's affirmative reply, hung up the communication directly.  In the quiet war room, Bo Ningyan, who was as stiff as a sculpture, slowly put down the communicator in his hand, with a bitter smile on his haggard face. Suddenly Bo Ningyan felt so tired, and faintly heard from the staff outside the war room.  Their busyness and noise, although only separated by a wall, seemed like thousands of mountains and rivers apart. At the most critical moment of the Republic, she betrayed the oath she had fought for throughout her life for her own selfishness, and boundless loneliness surged into Bo Ningyan's heart.

    The Ninth Fleet rushed all the way to attack SY-20. Time was running out. Every minute wasted, hundreds of soldiers on the front line might die; and just behind them, Strong's First Group might discover what they were facing at any time.  Against just a virtual line of defense, once they come to their senses, the Ninth Fleet is in danger of being surrounded by the imperial army, and the Ninth Fleet must race against time.

    The light aircraft carrier ¡®Light of Victory¡¯, the flagship of the Ninth Fleet, was tense and busy in the command room, and everyone was preparing for the upcoming battle.

    "Time does not allow us to tangle with the enemy. According to the intelligence, sy-20 does not have the main force of the imperial people. We ordered the battleship to form an assault formation and we went straight to the enemy's formation."

    "yes"

    "'The brave will win when we meet on a narrow road', telling our soldiers that this battle must show our majesty and bloody fighting, and give death orders to the battleships to knock the enemy warships out of the fortress defense circle even if they are rammed.  The logistics ship frees up space to transfer trapped soldiers!¡±

    "Yes" a firm and passionate voice echoed in the command room.

    In the "Hero" space fortress, Bo Yuanya leaned against the cold metal wall panting and panting. The Imperial Marines broke through several lines of defense one after another. There were not many soldiers left under his command. If it weren't for these cold  The cold, machine-like mysterious troops suddenly appeared. I am afraid that he had just suffered from the onslaught of the Imperials.  But no matter how he asked, these cold-blooded soldiers acted like mutes without any explanation, and just escorted him to escape into the interior of the fortress.  After several days of fierce fighting, ammunition, energy, and medicine had been exhausted. Along the way, he continued to gather the remaining troops and repelled the empire's attacks again and again.At this moment, he and more than 3,000 Charno soldiers were guarding a metal corridor. Behind them, in the metal hall, the wounded on the floor were receiving simple medical treatment with the help of medical soldiers. They could no longer retreat, no longer.  In the last step, these wounded soldiers who have no ability to resist will be overwhelmed by the surging imperial soldiers, and only death awaits them.  Bo Yuanya saw with his own eyes the bloodthirsty imperial soldiers killing the wounded Charno soldiers who were still wailing shot by shot. They did not accept prisoners at all.

    Dense beams of light shot along the narrow passage towards the simple defenses. A mysterious soldier wearing black personal armor stepped in front of Bo Yuanya who was unable to dodge. The hot beams of light hit the personal defense armor.  Dazzling sparks flashed, and the small energy shield of the individual armor shook for a while, and the soldier who sacrificed his life in front of Bo Yuanya was just a few seconds away from being turned into a ball of charcoal by the hot beam.  Boyuanya looked at the soldier's expressionless face, and his doubts grew bigger and bigger.  Who are they?  Who sent them?  And why are they risking their lives to protect themselves?

    "Who are you?" Boyuanya, who kept panting, couldn't help asking the question he had repeated countless times in the past few days.

    The soldier just gently pressed his hand on Bo Yuanya's head, indicating that he would bend down the body exposed outside the bunker, and scanned the imperial soldiers on the other side of the corridor with vigilant eyes.  Bo Yuanya shook his head helplessly. If he hadn't seen that these soldiers had been keeping in touch with someone through the small communicators around their necks, he would have thought that these soldiers were death soldiers trained by some extremist organizations.  He shrank down with some difficulty, hiding himself better behind the bunker. In order to cover him these days, at least a dozen indifferent black armored soldiers used their bodies to block the beams of light directed at him. He didn't want to do it because of himself.  Carelessness cost these soldiers their lives again.

    After Bo Ningyan hurriedly ordered several garrison fleets to rush to the virtual defense line at the joint of sy-19 and sy-20, he returned to his closed office again under the confused eyes of the staff in the command room.  The words she had just said to Yi Lexiang were like a thunderclap that dispelled the panic and helplessness in her heart. At this moment, in addition to anxiety and regret, she felt more doubts.

    Sitting on the office chair, Bo Ningyan couldn't help but think of him who always kept everything in mind when he was far away in the capital star. He had always been by his side and served as the commander of the headquarters' garrison fleet.  But after the starship commander assessment competition, he transferred Yuan Ya to his elite garrison. A few days later, this force took over the defense of sy-20. Within a few days, the empire launched a large-scale multi-front attack.  Combat.  Is all this just a coincidence?  Bon Ningyan felt more and more uneasy. Not only that, he seemed to have unexpectedly transferred a part of the "Dark Army" that had been following him from Capital Star. He still remembered that he had asked him about this when he was confused at the time. His  The answer was to protect Yuanya's safety, and he was relieved and didn't think much about it.  Looking back at this time, he had clearly foreseen the possible attack by the empire.

    But why did he put Yuanya into a dangerous environment?  Doesn't he know what Yuanya means to him?  That is the person who abandons everything to protect himself.  To make yourself lose your bearings?  In order to allow yourself to make mistakes and cause the defense line to collapse?  Unless he joins the Empire Alliance, doing so will not do him any good at all!  Bo Ningyan shook her head when she thought of this. No, she knew this man. His heart was as high as the sky, he was extremely arrogant, and he was very calculating. He would never succumb to the pressure of the Imperial Alliance.

    Bo Ningyan's mind seemed to be a mess, and all kinds of unsolvable mysteries came to mind. If everything was designed by him, he must get something from it. What on earth did he want to get from it?  If the Ninth Fleet did not arrive in time, and he was in a hurry and had no intention of directing the battle, wouldn't Yuanya be in the same situation?

    Suddenly an idea flashed in Bo Ningyan's mind, the Ninth Fleet?  That's right, what he wanted to plot was the Ninth Fleet, Yi Lexiang who commanded the Ninth Fleet!  He knows how important Yuanya is to him. He knows that he can do anything for Yuanya. He knows that when he is in a hurry and helpless, he will desperately send the newly arrived Ninth Fleet to rescue those who are under heavy siege.  Far away!  This will allow the Ninth Fleet to be surrounded by the imperial army. If everything goes well, the imperial people will help him solve this serious problem.

    Bo Ningyan slumped helplessly on the office chair. Yang Haojun, you are really cruel. You put your own son in such a dangerous situation for your own ambitions, and you even plot against yourself for your own selfish desires.  lover!  Bo Ningyan stared up at the white ceiling blankly. Everything was revealed. The person who designed all of this was the man she had been obsessed with. What a trick!
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