From cannon fodder to sweeping across thousands of stars.

Chapter 81 The Farthest Distance

"Well, just one sentence: We will fight to the end."

The Marquis of Ascania, who was sitting on the captain's seat of the Dawn Sword, turned to look at Raphael beside him with a strange expression on his face.

"That's it? Nothing else?"

"Yes, Lord Marquis, this is the only sentence sent by the federal remnants through the public channel."

After hearing Raphael's answer, Marquis Ascania took a breath and leaned back on the captain's chair.

"'We will fight to the end.' This sentence is easy to understand. It not only lets the federal fleet know that there are resistance forces on the ground, but also conveys to us their determination not to give up resistance easily."

Lord Marquis looked at the slowly rotating virtual planet image in the center of the bridge and said:

"Although the relationship is hostile, I have to admit that the fighting spirit of these federal soldiers is indeed worthy of admiration, but the previous 'well, just one sentence'. Raphael, what do you think?"

Facing the Marquis' question, Raphael's colonel's expression became a little strange.

"Is it possible that when they sent the letter, they made a mistake because the situation was too urgent? After all, according to the ground force's report, they almost stopped the federal team that was attacking the communication station."

"If it's an emergency, wouldn't it be as brief as possible? Why do you still have time to add a modal particle in front of it?"

"Ah this."

Although Raphael initially thought that the person who sent the message might have slipped, but after hearing what Marquis Ascania said, he couldn't help but start thinking about other possibilities.

"Forget it, we may never get results by relying on our own guesses. Let the intelligence department analyze whether there is any hidden content in this information."

"As you command, Lord Marquis."

"Well, just one sentence: We will fight to the end."

In the battle conference room of the Equality, Brigadier General Duwell looked at the message on the screen, feeling a little excited but also a little confused.

Now they do know that the friendly forces on the ground are still resisting and are still determined to continue fighting. This makes Duwell and other commanders of the task force feel that the battle of the fleet is now doubtful. .

But the strange format of this line of information always made Brigadier General Duwell feel that it might not be as simple as it seemed.

"Do you have any ideas?"

The brigadier raised his head and looked at the other people in the war conference room.

"Perhaps. What information are they transmitting to us? The hidden information is hidden in it, so that it can be transmitted on the public frequency band so that the empire can ignore its meaning?"

"Could it be that they made a typo when they sent the letter?"

"Impossible, absolutely impossible!" One participant waved his hand and then continued:

"The words and symbols in this message may have a certain meaning. I suggest that the intelligence department start from the perspective of cryptography. Maybe we can find the real meaning behind it."

"Lilith, are you artificially retarded?"

In the speeding communication relay car, Amber complained in her head angrily.

He will now be heading to the next waypoint with his motorized infantry platoon.

If Bruce, whom he met at the brigade headquarters, hadn't reminded him, Amber wouldn't even have known that he had sent such an abstract message.

"You only need to send the last sentence. Why did you add my previous words to it? Don't you, a majestic AI, even have this ability to distinguish?"

"Because when people asked Master what message he wanted to send, this is what Master said? Lilith is just faithfully executing every instruction of yours, Master~~~"

Lilith's voice rang in her mind, and the final sound of the Master was very long, which sounded very unbeatable to Amber.

"If you were in the real world, your butt would be beaten to pieces by me right now." "Master, you can come to the virtual world. Whatever you want to do to others, you can do it~"

"6, you wait."

In the following days, Amber led the motorized infantry platoon and marched continuously according to the path of the combat plan.

During this period, Major Randall, Tom, and Isabel were almost fully recovered.

At the beginning, Amber even planned to send Randall and Tom to the field hospital at the brigade headquarters. After all, there were professional field medical vehicles there and the conditions were better than staying here.

As a result, when Amber sent the two people's information and injuries, they were rejected by the field hospital.

The reason for rejection is also very simple: the injury is too minor and can recover on its own.

Soon, more than ten days passed with this kind of stop-and-go long-distance maneuvering.

During these days, Amber even led the team to an energy site to replenish oil, battery packs, food, medicine and drinking water.

The impact of the space elevator being locked on the imperial forces has also been slowly exposed in these days.

The biggest problem is that their logistics can't keep up.

Originally, it could be supported by airdrops and aerial transport aircraft, but since the federal task force appeared, they would come to harass them every now and then.

The airdrop operation, which had already been greatly reduced due to the scarcity of windows, made the Imperial troops even worse.

Although the troops do not have a big shortage of food and drinking water, after all, if they are really short, they can 'borrow' some from the locals.

But the supply of fuel, battery packs and ammunition can only rely on the fleet to find a way.

The imperial troops did try to find the federal energy supply points, but the problem was that these supply points had either been wiped out long ago, or they were strictly guarded and could only be captured violently.

In this case, the most intuitive feeling for Amber was that the pursuit speed of the imperial troops was getting slower and slower.

Moreover, some imperial troops encountered during the march were less and less willing to intercept them on their own initiative.

At the same time, the federal central system, the capital Telvina, finally received urgent military information from the border area.

When this urgent military message was delivered to the Federal Navy Marshal, Trafalgar, the 68-year-old Marshal immediately set off from the Naval Command and headed to the Federal Presidential Palace as quickly as possible.

His idea is simple, that is to immediately mobilize the main fleet to the border system to increase reinforcements.

However, according to federal law, the federal main fleet must be personally ordered by the president before it can be put into combat.

Otherwise, even Admiral Trafalgar would not have the authority to transfer.

This is why he rushed to the Presidential Palace as soon as possible.

However, when Marshal Trafalgar and the Secretary of Defense, who had also received the news, came to the Presidential Palace and explained that there was an urgent military situation and that they needed to meet and discuss with the President immediately, they were taken to the lounge by the head of the Presidential Office. .

"His Excellency the President is meeting with important visitors in the reception room. Please wait here for a moment."

The person in charge's words directly made Marshal Trafalgar laugh angrily.

"Wait a moment?! This is an urgent military message that spans the entire territory of the Federation and comes from the border galaxy. You want me to wait here a moment?!"

Seeing the head of the office turning away unmoved, the old marshal fell weakly on the chair in the reception room.

"The distance of more than a dozen galaxies failed to hinder the transmission of this urgent military information, but at the last moment it was blocked by a wooden door in the reception room."

"Such a Federation"

(End of this chapter)