"Does His Majesty not know that this could be a bait?"
The young officer walked along the path covered with an expensive alpaca blanket and walked out of Zhaixing Tower. He didn't turn back to look at the awe-inspiring Zhaixing Hall. His heart carried a trace of indescribable doubt and uneasiness.
Huai Caoshi. It was said that when His Majesty was naming him, he happened to read a line of poetry: Nostalgia is a line of scribbled poetry. For some reason, His Majesty was deeply moved. From then on, this name had followed him as he grew up day by day.
Compared to other Empire soldiers, Huai Caoshi was on the shorter side. His body was slightly thin, but he didn't feel weak. His military uniform didn't have epaulets to indicate his rank, but the close-fitting cut of his slender body fully displayed the lines of strength hidden in each step he took.
Although Huai Caoshi didn't know why the Federation was so certain that the Nation's Maiden could move His Majesty so much, he naturally couldn't be sure that this was a trap. However, his military intuition cultivated on the battlefield still made him feel a strong sense of unease.
But so what if it was a bait? His Majesty didn't care at all. Whether it was the expeditionary army alone in the West Woods or the palace maids in the glorious Royal Palace, they were all his people. Thinking of the true anger hidden in His Majesty's calm expression, Huai Caoshi's thin eyebrows raised slightly. He was sure that His Majesty didn't care at all about the heavy price the expeditionary army would have to pay in order to quell the anger that came out of nowhere.
Huai Caoshi had never doubted His Majesty's ability. Back when His Majesty was still Prince Norton, he didn't hesitate to take the risk and force his way through the space tunnel in the Jiali Corridor just to go to Bermuda and personally awaken the brother hidden in the Federation to complete the huge plan left behind by the Great Teacher.
This kind of thing wasn't something that a normal noble of the royal family could do. Huai Caoshi stood on the self-propelled track and looked coldly at the entrance to the underground military building in front of the palace. She thought about the uncle in charge of military affairs and thought that if he were to go through the space tunnel, he would probably immediately get the sanatorium to issue him with a diagnosis of schizophrenia.
Even with Huai Caoshi's identity, he still had to go through a strict security check before he could enter the underground building of the military headquarters. However, when he walked through the long security check door, the officer in charge of the check immediately destroyed all the scanned images. In the process of destroying them, they didn't even dare to look at the images.
"His Majesty's orders." In the most secure room in the Empire's military headquarters, Huai Caoshi handed over an electronic signature. She looked at Prince Bo Wu behind the office desk and said in a deep voice, "Also, His Majesty said that if that guy who only knows how to whip the warriors to vent his anger wants to carry out his first transmigration mission, he can go as he pleases. However, I have to follow him."
Prince Bo Wu was the brother of the Emperor and had been in charge of the military headquarters for more than ten years. As the most powerful military minister of the Empire, he looked at the young officer in front of the desk without any arrogance on his face. He even deliberately explained in a gentle tone.
"You also know that although some of the data of the space tunnel has been deciphered, it is still too little. Kaedun is indeed reckless and competitive, but he has a lot of experience in leading troops. He is more suitable to carry out this kind of first transmigration mission. Also … if you are injured, how can I explain it to His Majesty? "
"But he is also His Majesty's brother and my uncle. Although I insist that transmigration in such a short period of time won't help the situation at the frontline, since the military headquarters insisted, I have to follow. I can't just watch him get killed by the Federation's soldiers."
After saying this, Huai Caoshi coldly saluted and turned to leave.
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After Huai Caoshi left, Prince Bo Wu was in a daze behind his luxurious desk for a long time before he woke up. He didn't mind Kaedun's impoliteness because Kaedun was the son of His Majesty, and Kaedun had absolutely terrifying strength to support his indifference.
What made him dazed was His Majesty's electronic signature. Such a completely unreasonable military operation was very likely to cause the death of one-third of the Imperial expeditionary force. What was His Majesty thinking?
After a minute, he walked out of the office with a cold face. He successfully digested the shock and returned to his role as the military minister. He passed His Majesty's order to his subordinates and forwarded it to the distant Imperial expeditionary force. He himself took the high-speed elevator and came to the hall at the bottom of the military headquarters.
Countless military officers were busy in the hall. The computing power of the military headquarters of the Empire was far inferior to the old things in the Federation. The entire hall was filled with the sound of orders, and it was slightly chaotic.
Prince Bai Wu looked at everything in front of him with a cold face. He had forgotten about the strange military order of His Majesty, because in the past few years, he had spent most of his energy on the three most important missions of the Empire, and the hall in front of him was dealing with one of them.
"Prince Kaedun's direct command fleet has already followed the order and will arrive at the designated area in about a month. The fleet has been asking when the portal will be opened." A major general of the Empire came to Prince Bo Wu's side and said in a low voice.
Prince Bo Wu frowned and thought about what Huai Caoshi said. Kaedun was a brave man, but sometimes he was too impulsive, barbaric, and bloodthirsty. Was it too careless to let him carry out such an important transmigration mission?
"It's just an experimental transmigration. Do you think he dares to kill his way to the capital ring of the Federation?" Prince Bo Wu said sarcastically, "Send an encrypted message to him again. We can only calculate the data curve of the portal within seven days. If he is really so happy in the Federation's star system that he forgets to go home, then he will be captured by the Federation."
The major general nodded.
Prince Bo Wu looked at the busy military officers in the hall with a cold face and felt the pressure and majesty that made him very happy. He enjoyed the taste of war and felt a little regretful. It was a pity that the hero's brother didn't have time to get all the data of the portal. What he sent back five years ago was only fragments.
Yes, in the hall at the bottom of the Empire's military building, an extremely important project was being carried out. Countless scientists were involved in it, trying to study the data of the portal according to the relevant data that Macklin sent back to the Empire a few years ago.
Unfortunately, until today, the biggest progress they made was to calculate the activity pattern of the two portals filled with storms in a short period of time. Once the fleet entered the portal, it would cause a large disturbance to the environment of the portal, and the data model would enter an irreversible range. More importantly, they didn't know if the Federation had the ability to affect the portal …
"It looks good, but it doesn't have a decisive effect on this war." Prince Bo Wu thought angrily.
Other than the critical seven days, the research of the military scientists couldn't break through the upper limit of quality. In other words, even if the research was successful, the Empire could only send a medium-sized fleet through the portal again and again … That was equivalent to letting the Federation eat away at their own strength.
"One day, we will attack the home of these invaders." Prince Bo Wu opened his mouth slightly and said coldly.
At this time, the major general beside him received a phone call. A hint of excitement appeared in the major general's eyes. He looked up and said to Prince Bo Wu, "Your Royal Highness, regarding this experimental transmigration, maybe … we have a very good hunting target."
Back in the office, Prince Bo Wu looked at the report that was jointly obtained by the military and the Royal Intelligence Agency. His face showed a hint of disbelief. He said in a deep voice, "The key is the source. I never thought that the military and the Royal Intelligence Agency would be able to get information from the Federation."
The head of the Royal Intelligence Agency rubbed his hands excitedly and answered quickly, "The information came from Bermuda. It was a direct contact. The source is … a hero. His physiological markers have been confirmed. There is absolutely no problem."
Hero? This was a great name that was used so much that it was tiresome. But Prince Bo Wu's eyes lit up. Because the Empire's hero project was the seed project in the eyes of the Federation government …
Prince Bo Wu narrowed his eyes and said sternly, "It has been many years since he was awakened. Especially when the Federation recently discovered this project. How did he awaken on his own?"
"His Majesty once gave Prince Doehring an awakening list. There are not many heroes on the list. Most of them have been identified and arrested by the Federation Bureau of Proclamation. But he is the one who hides the deepest." The head of the Royal Intelligence Agency explained, "The most important reason is that he works in the military's intelligence department. This is very helpful for him to hide himself."
"No wonder he was able to know the top secret schedule of the Federal military."
Prince Bai Wu said, "Verify the intelligence. If it's correct, let him continue to lurk. Other than the few people on Master Fan's core list, he's probably our only compatriot in the federation. A mere supply fleet is not worth his sacrifice."
Prince Bo Wu coldly looked at the high-ranking officers in the room. His dark brown eyes flashed with a hint of cruelty. He said in a deep voice, "Let him know the top secret schedule of the Federal military as soon as possible."
The high-ranking officers in the room were shocked. They did not understand what he meant. Only the major general who accompanied Prince Bo Wu to inspect the hall at the bottom level thought of something.
"Let County King Carlton's fleet slow down. Postpone the test of crossing the space tunnel indefinitely." Prince Bo Wu stood up and said coldly, "In order to give the Federation a surprise gift, we have to make sure that when the first fleet passes through the space tunnel, we will cause them unbearable losses."
The officers in the room slowly came to their senses. The head of the Royal Intelligence Agency asked with a trembling voice, "The target of the surprise attack … Who should we target?"
"If Li Pifu is going to the West Woods, that would be the best. But that old guy only knows how to hide at home like a turtle," Prince Bo Wu said coldly, "Other than him, there is only the tiger in the West Woods."
The Empire's research on the space tunnel could only allow a mid-sized fleet to make a round trip in seven days. Unless they wanted to give up on that fleet. Just like what Prince Bo Wu said before, this kind of result looked good in the war between the two forces, but in reality, it had no strategic significance.
But everything was changed because of that seed. If they knew the top secret schedule of the Federal military, seven days, a mid-sized fleet, seemed to be able to complete a bloody surprise attack that the Federation would never expect.
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(It's hard to write, and it's not good. I admit it. The story is in my heart, but it's hard to write it out. Reporting to everyone, I will only write two chapters today.
I will continue to be invincible tomorrow. Even I feel embarrassed to say it, but I will definitely write three chapters tomorrow. This is because I have to write one more chapter than the eight days before the end of the month that I promised last time.
When I write a completely new plot, there is a bit of a bitter feeling. Although I often tremble with excitement from thinking about the follow-up plot in my head, but … it is really a headache to write out the story in my head. The most important thing is that I need to reconstruct a familiar structure in my head.
Especially when it comes to military affairs, I've always been lacking in them. When I was writing about Qing Yunian, I deliberately practiced in this area and improved. Then, I was very masochistic in writing about spies. This is a guy who uses firearms. I'm just like Emperor Huai Fu Chai … Let me think about how to fight this battle tonight. Perhaps I'll still choose a different perspective and use a borderline narrative. Please don't misunderstand this phrase.
Good night everyone, I will continue to think. I thought about the night before when I wrote two chapters. I wrote the outline until 2: 30 at night. My thoughts were clear and I felt very good. I hope I can have the same feeling later.
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