The Federation officers in the battleship noticed that Colonel Man Gui's face was ashen, and the corners of his eyes were twitching like crazy. They knew that he was in an extremely bad mood right now. This was easy to understand. No matter how determined a soldier was, after seeing the strange scene of the space-time bomb scattering in all directions and exploding into useless fireworks like a kite with a broken string, they would probably fall into some sort of inexplicable uneasiness. This kind of thing that could not be explained by logic was usually accompanied by a strong sense of fear.
Immediately after, an even more shocking thing happened on the battleship. Following the command from the command center, the mecha room on the battleship began to prepare for forced entry into the battleship. There were several anxious and panicky reports coming in.
"Fluid injection program failed! Repeat: Fluid injection program failed! "
"Rear bracket unable to expand, auxiliary wings automatically falling off, unknown reason, warning! Release hatch remains closed, life support system indicator blinking warning! "
The center of the battleship was divided into fifteen release cabins in the ejection zone of the battleship. The communication system was filled with all sorts of nervous reports. Even through the thick armor, it seemed like the anxious curses of the pilots in the cockpit could be heard.
"The release hatch has been opened, but the rear bracket has yet to expand! My MXT is still fixed on the base! "
An elite pilot of the Federation stared at the cabin door that was gradually opening on the screen. He looked at the deep and beautiful universe and listened to the sharp warning sound in his ears. His eyebrows were twisted in fear as he quickly shouted to the technical support department in the spaceship.
The MXT he was controlling was still firmly locked on the base by the rear bracket. The life support system that had clearly been successfully adjusted suddenly sent out an alarm. The vacuum space outside the hatch was undoubtedly a hell right now!
He pushed up his helmet and shouted angrily into the communication system, "Logistics, you bunch of trash! Hurry up and close the hatch! "
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Inside the fifteen mecha release cabins, similar dangerous situations were happening. Some had their rear bracket locked, some had their life support system malfunctioning, some had their auxiliary wings falling off automatically and smashing into the metal wall like a piece of scrap metal, splashing out countless sparks. Some mecha even had serious problems with the fluid injection system, spraying out countless amounts of dark viscous liquid from the cabins near space.
The most dangerous situation happened in the second release cabin on the right. After the black MXT had started to activate, it realized that the valve of the right slide of the ejection device had not been lowered. If the program continued, this mecha would turn into a terrifying giant alloy hammer in the next moment, smashing a terrifying hole in the belly of the battleship.
For a moment, the belly of the battleship fell into a state of extreme panic and chaos. The officers in charge of technical support stared like idiots at the screens on the workstations in front of them. They stared at the various technical parameter curves that did not listen to their commands at all and jumped around like rats, not understanding what was happening.
Twenty seconds later, the technical parameter curves on the screens suddenly returned to zero. The ejection devices in the fifteen mecha release cabins automatically retracted, and at the same time, the hatch slowly closed. At least there was no tragedy of mecha destruction. However, the mission of releasing the mecha to launch an attack on the West Woods spaceship had to be terminated.
The technical officers in the battleship logistics department stood up in shock. Looking at the silent screens on the workstations, looking at the technical parameter curves that were gradually returning to zero, and listening to the confused roars and curses of the pilots through the communication system, they felt cold all over. There was no way to explain, so naturally, they could only remain silent.
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The mecha release of all three battleships had failed. The expression on the face of Colonel Man Gui, who was in charge of this secret military mission, became increasingly unpleasant. A mixture of fear and uneasiness surged between his brows that were painted into a black metal statue.
On the screen, the subfeather-level battleship from the West Woods was maintaining an extremely high cruising speed as it flew forward. It looked like it was about to pass through the encirclement formed by the three Federation battleships.
"Adjust the posture, set the three parameters, reset the left engine cluster at full power, reduce the right engine vector, maintain the speed. Green Sprouts, Green Leaf, follow the order and head to the position designated by Plan C to intercept."
Hearing the captain's order, the officer in charge of calculating the route in the command hall stiffened slightly. He knew very well that if they continued to advance according to this route, then in 110 seconds, this Green Sun light-feather-level battleship would very likely collide with the West Woods spaceship in space!
The command hall was silent. Everyone looked towards the captain.
Colonel Man Gui took a deep breath. His eyebrows gradually relaxed, and then he slowly sat down on the captain's seat. He didn't give any explanation to his subordinates.
The consecutive strange incidents had already made him feel extremely uneasy. He believed that this uneasiness had gradually spread to the hearts of his subordinates, but he still wouldn't give up.
The mission that the base received was to not let that person go back. Then, he would do everything he could to prevent that person from going back at all costs, even if it was this kind of crazy control that would lead to mutual destruction.
He was a soldier.
This was war.
There was dead silence in the command hall of the Green Sun light-feather-level battleship. After a moment of collective silence, all the officers returned to their posts and began to operate this huge metal battleship according to Captain Man Gui's order. They flew towards the designated area, towards the West Woods spaceship that seemed to have some kind of magic that made it immune to damage, towards the magnificent explosion and death.
Of course, they would be afraid. Some of the officers' expressions revealed everything. Facing a heroic death that was about to come, not everyone could treat it like they were going home. However, none of the officers questioned the captain's decision, and none of the officers failed to complete their operation mission because of fear. Because they were Federation soldiers, they could be afraid and could panic, but they definitely wouldn't admit defeat before they even fought.
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The universe was very big, and space was very empty. Therefore, the human aircraft seemed exceptionally small. The distance of more than 20 astronomical units was actually just a few dozen steps of the second hand. It was as if the suffocating two minutes would pass by very soon.
There were no battleships crashing into each other in the vacuum where there were no rivers or lakes. There were no magnificent fireworks blooming in the darkness. There were no heroic collective deaths to witness the charm of the small figures behind the conspiracy. There were also no hot-blooded or cold-blooded scenes.
The three Federation battleships that were determined to carry out a suicidal interception were like three lifeless metal blocks floating in different directions of the flight path. They silently and helplessly watched the West Woods spaceship fly away from their eyes at a high speed, calm, and extremely calm. They didn't make any reaction.
In fact, less than three seconds after Captain Man Gui gave the order to the three battleships, the Federation soldiers on the battleships discovered that they could no longer control the battleships to fly towards the designated airspace. No, to be more precise, they had completely lost control of the battleships.
The multiple engines of the battleships gradually stopped operating with a low humming sound. The lights in the cabins of the battleships were collectively extinguished. Under the dim emergency lights, it could be clearly seen that all the monitoring screens were pitch black. No data curve could be seen, not even a single light spot could be seen.
Except for the life-support system in the battleships, all the equipment and instruments were instantly shut down. The battleships became a lifeless metal block.
There was only silence. A deathly silence.
In the silence, more and more rapid breathing sounds could be heard. The eyes of the officers of the Federation were filled with uneasiness. They glanced at the dim interior of the battleships in fear, as if they were looking for some mysterious existence.
Captain Man Gui's back was soaked in cold sweat. His hands gripped the armrests tightly, his chest rising and falling rapidly. He felt that a ghost was hovering above his head.
That ghost had silently controlled the three light feather-level battleships of the Federation.
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The people on the battleship of the Gu Zhong Company did not know what kind of weird things had happened on the three Federation battleships.
They nervously controlled the battleships to move forward at a high speed, only to find that the Federation battleships that were obviously up to no good did not carry out any follow-up attacks except for the fine-beam space bomb attack at the beginning. Instead, they stayed in the airspace in front of them and watched their own battleships leave silently and even politely.
This puzzled them greatly. It did not make sense that the enemy would suddenly come to their senses and repent when they had already shown their butcher's knife.
Xu Le, who was probably the only one in the universe who could explain all this, was still standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window at the front of the ship, calmly looking at the beautiful starry sky that was surging like ribbons in front of him. He did not talk to anyone, nor did he show any surprise when the three Federation battleships with powerful firepower appeared and stopped.
"I think you should be very satisfied with this."
A voice echoed in Xu Le's mind. The old butler who was wearing a standard suit and seemed to be getting younger and younger quietly appeared in his left pupil, or rather, appeared in his mind at the same time.
Behind him came the cheers of the people who had survived the disaster. Xu Le smiled.
He took a cup of coffee from someone and said to the starry sky in front of him, or perhaps to his own face reflected on the glass, but in fact to the omnipotent great being, "After you rejected my request last time, I've been thinking about what exactly the so-called first-sequence security clearance includes and how I should make good use of this clearance."
"So, you did not care about the attacks of those few battleships at all. Even when you were waiting for their attack, you did not actively enter the defense or dodge, because you wanted to know what kind of methods I would use to ensure your safety when your life was threatened."
After a moment of silence, the Federal Central Computer said, "Because I said last time in the old house in the West Woods that suicide would not solve the problem, you are forcing me to violate certain rules with someone else's gun this time."
"It's like this. Because there are too many rules, I need to clearly grasp how far your self-program deduction will allow you to go." Xu Le looked at the starry sky outside the window and said softly, "Also, a predecessor once said that people are all forced."
"This is a very vulgar pun," the central computer said without any emotion. The central computer replied emotionlessly, "And I have to remind you that I am not a human."
Xu Le narrowed his eyes. The newborn stardust in the distance outside the window shone into a fresh shadow on his eyelashes. He suddenly said, "In my opinion, you are a person."
"Although this may sound a bit hypocritical, because with your ability, such a day will not come, but … if one day you are really in a desperate situation like Mr. Shi, I will never leave you alone."
He pursed his lips, nodded hard, and repeated, "Yes, it is like this."
After a long silence, the central computer replied, "Thank you."
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