In the dark universe, there were still particles ejected by the engines of the remnants of the Empire's fleet ahead. The light in the empty space was somewhat dim. A strange spatial fluctuation that could be vaguely captured by the naked eye occurred. A metallic grey tri-winged ship, like a nocturnal expert that could not speak and silently hunted down injured beasts, silently entered this space and followed the fleet ahead.
In the lower level of the tri-winged ship, Xu Le carefully dismantled the Bureau of Proclamation's small satellite propulsion device on the ship and then installed it on his own mech. Occasionally, he would glance at the unfamiliar space on the screen, then he lowered his head and remained silent.
There was a proverb in the Federation that said, "There is nothing new under the sun." Right now, he and this dark tri-winged ship were sailing above the sun, among the dim light of countless distant stars, but he also felt that the space of the Empire was just like the space of the Federation. There was nothing too strange about it.
Before the Empire's fleet entered the space channel, Duke Caton's arrogant and cruel final declaration allowed the Federal Central Computer to obtain and deconstruct the electronic signature of the ship he was on. In the risky plan that Xu Le and the Central Computer discussed, the tri-winged ship would follow the Empire's fleet from afar and try to find an opportunity to launch a surprise attack on the flagship before the enemy entered the Empire's border space defense line.
If the sneak attack succeeded, Xu Le would have to activate the jet propulsion device that was currently installed on the MXT mech immediately. The tri-winged ship would be directly controlled by the Central Computer to follow at high speed and accurately perform a high-speed dive to support him when he left the ship again.
This was a crazy and risky plan.
The most difficult part of the plan was how to ensure the connection between the Central Computer's tentacles and the S1 main body after entering the Empire without directly dissipating into countless electronic particles due to the lack of a signal relay station.
The craziest part was the evacuation after the successful sneak attack. The tri-winged ship had to maintain an extremely high cruising speed to pick up the MXT that was ejected into space before the Empire's fleet could react.
This kind of difficulty was like throwing a pebble from a green hill at a high-speed train that was whizzing past by a naughty child. The pebble had to pass through the window that had just been opened, and in the end, it had to fall into the teacup in front of the passenger, creating a few dark brown splashes. The paper cup did not fall, and the pebble did not shatter …
According to the calculations of Charter's computer, the Empire's ghost fleet in front of them had forcefully passed through the space channel twice and suffered a strong counterattack in the process of ambushing the Ancient Bell. The battleship had suffered great losses, especially since the Empire's electronic system was already behind that of the Federation. It should be riddled with holes from the space storm and lose a lot of long-range surveillance capabilities.
Under such circumstances, even if the other side still had more than 20 warships and more than 10,000 combat troops surrounding them, with Xu Le's terrifying mecha piloting ability and the Charter computer's even more terrifying computing power, it was still possible for them to launch a surprise attack on the other side's flagship and kill that General Butcher.
But what about after that? The naughty child on the green hill would start throwing pebbles. Would the passengers drinking tea on the high-speed train be frightened? Other than the white-haired conductor, the most important factor was probably luck.
In the cold and cruel space battlefield, any plan that required luck was usually a suicidal plan that only focused on moving forward and not thinking about the consequences. People in their right mind would never make such a crazy and risky decision, but Xu Le had made the decision. Because at this moment, he was the young engineer in the hotel in Hong Kong after the terrorist attack on the peace concert in the four states. He was filled with the unique anger of a young man.
Donglin's orphan was very strong, but he had no family since he was young. The uncle died selfishly. Group 7 was indeed like a big family, but he had to play the role of a young parent. He would also get tired. There was never a solid wall behind him or a warm kitchen steam to lean on or warm up.
In the fast food restaurant in Xixia State, he found a trace of that feeling. He was not familiar with that man, but he really had that feeling. In the end, that man died. That feeling did not have time to become a normal enjoyment. It became an extravagant hope.
There was also that Xilin military windbreaker in the wind and snow outside the airport when he had just arrived at S1. That lady whom he had not met many times, but who was as gentle as a sister. Until now, he still remembered that he had once called her sister.
In the Liufeng Slope Clubhouse, under those oil paintings, he had once seriously told this graceful and noble lady that he owed the Zhong family of West Woods. In the night phone call a few days ago, he had promised little watermelon that her parents would be back soon.
Sadness, anger, the desire for revenge, and the promise, all of these reasons came down to the initial consideration. In the end, it all came down to one's temperament.
As a person who saw injustice on the road, he wanted to kick a couple of times to prevent tripping over children passing by. When faced with such a big emotional impact, he was furious and depressed. If that Imperial Royal County King did not die, Xu Le's life would not be happy.
Therefore, he quickly decided to launch a revenge war against the Imperial Fleet alone and seize every moment.
"The space defense density of the Empire's border is completely out of my expectations. I have been remotely tracking the fleet for 40 minutes, but I have not seen any Imperial Fleet or even any surveillance satellites of the Empire."
"I don't know why. Maybe it is because the Imperial Fleet's mission to attack the Ancient Bell is too important, so it has been carried out secretly. But since it has succeeded, there should be no need to keep it a secret. Why is there no reaction from the mineral star that we just passed?"
The MXT mecha, disguised as a black, dazzling light, was already ready. Xu Le, whose skin was wrapped in the simulation system, sat silently in the dreary cockpit. As he slowly regulated his breathing, he spoke softly to the system. It didn't seem like he was asking the Charter computer, but more like he was recording the last mission of his life.
"Because of the undercover, after the last war, I have not investigated the Empire's movements for many years, so I can't answer. Also, a final warning: the range of my perception is limited to the very narrow space outside the Empire's border. If you insist on using only the minimum number of signal interruption stations, I may lose contact with you at any time. "
Xu Le used silence to express his attitude. In order to complete this whimsical and crazy revenge, he needed the help of the Federal Central Computer. However, he also knew that the Federation had attacked the Empire several times and spent a lot of money to hide the signal relay stations in the Empire's space. It was a foreshadowing for the next universe war. These extremely precious resources could not be exposed too much in advance because of his personal actions.
"The eleventh hidden node has been activated." The Federation's central computer displayed in his eyes.
380,000 kilometers in front of the tri-winged spaceship, in the annular meteorite belt around a planet, a meteorite suddenly trembled slightly. Under the disguise of the sturdy rock, the signal relay circuit that had been sleeping for more than a decade or even decades started to operate. It began to greedily extract all the non-cosmic background radio waves around it, including the Empire's fleet that had just passed by not far ahead …
All the information was converted into encrypted data through the hidden nodes that the Federation's Bureau of Proclamation had spread in the Empire's universe back then and continuously transmitted to the signal relay station behind it.
In the few hours before it was activated, many similar situations occurred in the Empire's border space. The metal wreckage and meteorite fragments that had been floating in the universe for a long time received a long-awaited activation command and began to perform the work of the Charter network signal relay station.
The images and signal monitoring data in this part of the universe continuously passed through the space channel and entered the Night Scorpion Nebula in the Federation's territory, as well as the ghost-like tri-winged spaceship.
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The distance from the exit of the space channel to the edge of the planetary system was not long. The Empire's fleet at the front was celebrating enthusiastically, but they did not expect at all that a light high-speed spaceship of the Federation had begun to play the role of a ghost that they had played a few days ago. It followed them quietly from afar like a venomous snake that could launch a critical strike at any moment.
The Empire's fleet precisely adjusted the direction of their voyage with the help of the giant planet's gravity and continued to sail silently and easily in the deep darkness behind the giant planet.
Because of the strategic changes made by the Empire in the past few years, there were naturally no troops of the Empire stationed in this solar system without any resources. Even the military detectors were few and far between. Therefore, anyone in this fleet discovered that the metallic gray tri-winged spaceship of the Federation had accelerated to the intersection of darkness and light at the edge of the giant planet at some point earlier under the cover of the giant planet's vast area and began to prepare for an attack.
"If I die in the enemy's warship, then I don't need to say anything. But if … I really succeed, you must catch me when I'm ejected, or I'll fall to my death."
Xu Le looked at the ultra-thin display screen in front of him. His eyes narrowed slightly, but his eyes were extremely bright. He said to his only companion at the moment.
"In the gravity-free environment of space, you won't fall to your death."
"I'd rather fall to my death than become a target floating in front of these dozens of warships, or become a piece of trash floating in space forever."
The lower level release gate of the Federation's tri-winged spaceship slowly opened. However, what came out was not those metal ball-like node signal relay stations, but a dazzling black military mecha.
With a loud boom, the body of the tri-winged spaceship shook violently. The powerful ship's ejection device fiercely ejected the black MXT as if it was a stone thrown out with force.
"The electronic shield is so beautifully made."
In the dim cockpit, Xu Le, under the protection of the circulatory life support system, did not feel the cold and horror of the universe outside the cockpit. He narrowed his eyes and stared at the ultra-thin display screen, looking at the image of the giant planet's horizon not far away. He confirmed that the Empire's fleet had not discovered his arrival until now.
The commander of the Empire's fleet, in order not to let the blazing light of the star disturb the carnival inside the ship, chose to pass through the back of the giant planet. The four warships at the front had already entered the dazzling light, and the flagship with the exotic beast engraved on its bow was now slowly moving out.
The ghost-like black mecha silently but at an extremely high speed pounced in that direction. The surrounding universe was quiet and vast, with countless beautiful stars, but in Xu Le's eyes, there was only this ship.
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