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Volume 1 Chapter 510 The Underground Bunker on Tiegel Star

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    Chapter 510 The Underground Bunker on Tiegel Star

    Li Shaojun nodded in agreement.  This thing seems easy, but it is actually quite difficult to do it.  If the military gains the upper hand in fighting the enemy, then the military will naturally know whether the early warning system is effective without him, the intelligence chief, having to worry.  Yi Lexiang's solemn instructions to him were probably based on the assumption of a series of defeats in the war.

    It is obvious that the invading enemy has no intention of occupying or colonizing, and they do not even need prisoners.  The Battle of Selsk is enough to illustrate many problems. The opponent came to this starry sky with only one purpose-destruction!

    I am afraid that if his people want to send back information in such an extreme war, they will have to pay a huge price.

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    The war broke out on the fifth day.

    Colonel Ambrose and his men were quietly lurking in an underground bunker two hundred meters above the ground, but even so, he could still feel the violent vibrations coming from the ground.

    The war has only been going on for five days, but Ambrose feels as if this battle has been going on for a long time.  From Ampurus to Argonia, most of the war zone was in flames of war.  As an old intelligence officer who had participated in several battles, he had never seen an example of a war progressing so quickly.

    The enemy has cut off most of the interstellar waterways, and several important space gate hubs are where the most intense fighting between the enemy and ourselves is. It is said that some space gates have been completely destroyed.

    But luckily, they passed through the space gate and lurked here a day ago.

    ??Tigel Star is the planet closest to the space gate. It has a thin atmosphere and lacks water sources, making it unsuitable for human habitation.  But its location determines that it is the best strategic logistics base for the defensive space gate.  The theater headquarters is heavily guarded here.  But all this happened a day ago. Now the enemy's starships are all over the sky. The Empire's 74th main fleet and the two theater auxiliary fleets are engaged in a desperate struggle with the enemy.  The internal message device of the Intelligence Department on Ambrose's wrist showed that at least two main-level fleets were heading towards Tiegel.

    And all these military operations are to cooperate with their special team.

    "There are no soldiers in the special forces!" This is a long-standing joke in the military, but it also illustrates a fact-the military rank of the special forces is higher than that of other arms.  Even the aviation force known as the "Flower of the Sky" is slightly inferior.  However, considering the high mortality rate of special forces, this honor seems to have become a matter of course.

    Ambrose¡¯s military rank is colonel, and he can step into the ranks of general in one step.  He is the highest-ranking commander among the many special teams sent to the war zone by the Intelligence Headquarters. He is also responsible for the most dangerous and arduous tasks.

    This is an old tradition from the Free Army era. The higher the military rank, the greater your responsibility. Correspondingly, the greater the risks you bear.

    "Colonel, how long are we going to hide here?"

    Ambrose glanced at the special forces soldier whose face was covered with paint, and he could tell at a glance that he did not belong to the combat unit within the intelligence headquarters system.  In fact, when the other party asked this question, he already knew it.

    This is also normal.  After the battle started, the headquarters dispatched a large number of special teams to the war zone, which the special operations units under the headquarters would certainly not be able to bear.  Seconding special operations personnel to the Army is also common practice.

    "If necessary, we will hide until the battle is over." Ambrose explained patiently, "The purpose of our coming here is not to have a passionate fight with the enemy. We have more important tasks to perform."  When it came to the word 'mission', Ambrose deliberately emphasized his tone.

    The three-year military expansion plan has expanded the empire's military strength by more than ten times.  At the same time, it also brought many problems.  Just like now, he did not doubt that the soldier would be a brave warrior on the battlefield, but killing the enemy bravely and being spicy and experienced were two different concepts.  If he were a veteran of the Free Army three years ago, even if he was not from the special forces, he would not ask such impetuous questions at this moment.

    The soldier muttered something in a low voice. Ambrose couldn't hear what he said specifically. It was just some grumbling that couldn't be put into battle.

    He felt a slight vibration coming from his wrist.  It's been half an hour since the last observation.

    Signal Corpsman Goya has already turned on the equipment and is ready for observation.

    Goya is the only female member of the entire team. As a top student at the Military Communications Academy, she is proficient in many skills such as communications engineering, automated command, electronic countermeasures, and electronic technical support.  In fact, the Academy of Sciences invited her to join several times.  However, I don¡¯t know what the president gave this girl who is not yet twenty-five years old.?What's promised, since graduation she has been Intelligence Headquarters' top expert in the field of electronics and communications.

    Ambrose put his tactical helmet on his head.  As the second hand of the tactical watch on his wrist pointed to the last moment, battlefield reconnaissance satellites, data collection satellites, secret tactical reconnaissance satellites, etc. in space came online one by one, and the display screen inside his helmet immediately displayed a layer of faint green.  topological layout.

    "Interference from unknown signal sources," Goya's clear and charming voice came to Ambrose's ears, "Start the anti-interference system, start the shielding system, start the data collection system." Goya kept pressing one button after another.  Press a button, "Colonel, we have less than ten minutes for data analysis and recording. I detected that the other party was using discrete electronic signals to try to determine our position. Ah, satellite No. 1 was exposed and destroyed."

    "Start backup No. 1." Ambrose said while processing the data in an orderly manner.  The Intelligence Department and the Military Department jointly formulated this plan and used a large amount of manpower and material resources to find out the enemy's true and false intentions.  It can be said that this starry sky is full of all kinds of ¡®eyes¡¯.  However, in order not to be discovered by the enemy and destroy the surveillance network they deployed, they chose a more secure and effective method, but it required a lot of time.

    At this moment, there is a huge equal sign between time and life!

    The Empire¡¯s seventy-fourth main-level fleet suffered heavy casualties. Although the two theater-affiliated fleets were not on the frontal battlefield, they also suffered heavy casualties.  Not to mention that there are other main-level fleets that are constantly heading to Tigel Star.

    This is both a gamble and a battle.

    No one knows what kind of technology the foreign invaders used to block external communications in the war zone.  The only thing the Intelligence Department knows is that no matter what kind of aircraft, as long as it approaches a certain area of ??the opponent's warship, it will lose contact.  From the beginning of the war until now, no human ship has survived the opponent's attack.  Correspondingly, the military and staff departments did not receive any usable intelligence.

    Currently, all the intelligence the military has comes from reports from ghost mechas.  However, the living body and the spiritual body have different perceptions of reality after all.  It is impossible for the military to completely rely on reports from mental bodies to complete human combat plans.  This is why the plan was executed at such great cost.  Of course, with Ambrose's military rank, he has no right to know the true status of the ghost mecha.  He only knew that in order for them to lurk and to obtain first-hand battlefield information, countless soldiers were fighting bloody battles in space above their heads, using their lives to create opportunities for them.

    "Time's up!" Goya calmly closed the connections between various communication instruments and the outside world. In front of her, less than one-tenth of the signal lights that were flashing ten minutes ago were still on. Extinguishing them meant that the signal lights that had just started were on.  The detection equipment has been destroyed by the enemy.

    The green color of Ambrose's tactical helmet gradually faded away. He took a long breath and slowly took off his helmet.  In just ten minutes, his forehead was already covered with sweat.

    "How is the situation?" Several team members came over.

    Of all the monitoring equipment, only Ambrose's tactical helmet can be connected to the battlefield radar system, and only he can see what the real battle in space is like.  Although other data can provide more useful information, as soldiers, they are more interested in actual combat.

    "Not too optimistic." Ambrose shook his head, "The Seventy-fourth Fleet is completely finished. Their flagship 'Anyang' has been destroyed by the enemy, and the remaining ships are basically fighting on their own."

    "It's only been half an hour since the last observation" A young special operations team member murmured sadly.

    The main fleet is the backbone of the human interstellar battlefield. There are only 134 fleets of the same level in the entire Imperial Alliance theater. In other words, they have just lost 134 of them.  Main combat power.  In fact, in the five days since the war began, mankind has lost a total of thirteen main-level fleets, accounting for almost one-tenth of the main force of starships in the theater.

    "Where are the enemy's losses?" Goya arranged the various instruments in front of him and asked curiously.  This young girl has never experienced brutal combat, and this mission is her first real experience at the forefront of combat.  She simply didn't realize that millions of compatriots and comrades-in-arms had died on the battlefield just above their heads.

    Ambrose hesitated for a moment, "The time is too short, and coupled with the severe interference, the detailed situation is not clear. However, our starship weapons can cause damage to the enemy." The battlefield information just collected is top secret.  At this moment, it has been automatically sealed by the brain, and he has no right to replay it.  So Ambrose could only rely on the corner of the battlefield he just glimpsed for a moment.?Own judgment.

    Several veterans from the Free Army system leaned quietly against the cold rock wall with their arms in their arms and did not participate in the discussion.  Compared with other new recruits, they know that the real mission has not yet begun.  Star Tigel is within the enemy's communication blockade, and the intelligence they obtain cannot be transmitted through wireless transmission.  So after the space battle is over, the real test comes.  Although they longed for victory in their hearts, everyone waiting silently in the underground bunker knew very well that the chance of victory was very slim.  Without enough intelligence, Starfleet does not even know the combat parameters of enemy warships. Under such circumstances, it is undoubtedly impossible to win.

    This underground bunker has been specially modified to remain intact even if the entire planet is blown to pieces.  What these people have to do is to persist until the last moment and record the entire battle in complete detail.

    "To be honest, does anyone know who our enemy is this time?" A team member whispered, "We have been preparing for three years, but the military has never told us, don't you think it's strange?  "

    "I'm afraid even the military department doesn't know." Ambrose sighed, "Otherwise, why would we bother hiding here?"

    "If you don't know who the enemy is? How do the military know that we will be attacked? This doesn't make sense."

    "Which of you participated in the battle in the Sealed Land three years ago?" Ambrose asked.

    Except for a few Free Army veterans leaning against the wall, no one in the underground bunker answered.  This is also a major drawback after the expansion of the army. The number of experienced soldiers has been greatly reduced. Most of the veterans who have experienced hundreds of battles have taken up the position of commanders, or have become elite divisions with all veterans.  In addition, it is said that some of them accepted the empire's secret military plan and disappeared from sight. No one knows where they went.

    "Then I'm honored," Ambrose smiled, "I happened to be serving on a starship at the time." He did not mention his military branch or position at the time.

    This is easy to understand. As a capable member of the Intelligence Headquarters, he must have been engaged in intelligence-related work at the time.  Generally speaking, three years is not enough time for the secret to be released.

    "At that time, we concentrated all the military power of mankind. At that time, we all thought that this would be a brutal battle, and most people would die in this battle. Before leaving, my colleagues and I even held a  We held a small gathering and agreed that if anyone dies in the battle, the living people will take care of his family."

    At this time, Goya couldn't help but interjected: "But as far as I know, there were no casualties in that battle."

    "That's right!" Ambrose nodded, "In fact, this is not a matter of casualties at all. Our fleet firmly blocked the entrance to the Sealed Land at that time. In addition to firing a few empty cannons, not even the enemy's shadow could be seen.  did not see."

    "How was the war won?" a young soldier asked in surprise.  From his appearance, it is not difficult to tell that he is not a Charno.  However, there are many such examples now, and no one feels uncomfortable because of his race.

    "Although the fleet did not participate in the battle, I saw with my own eyes that the supply ships transporting mechas kept transporting something into the sealed land. I estimate that the ground forces may have assumed all combat tasks. After the war, the empire closed the sealed land.  Land. No one knows what the sealed land looks like."

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