Chapter 1041: Chapter 636: Warriors all over the Mountains and Fields_2
Chapter 1041: Chapter 636: Warriors all over the Mountains and Fields_2
“In the places you cannot see, the martyrs have been carrying the weight and shielding you from the wind and rain with their iron shoulders, allowing you to grow strong. Now, there are only a few of us left from the first generation of fleet residents, our predecessors. Our fathers, mothers, uncles, aunts, grandparents have all fallen. No one can use their bodies to block the enemy’s fire for us anymore. It is ti for our generation to step up,”
Following General Green’s lead, the second-stage battle group, consisting of 200 million second-generation fighters and 100 million third-generation fighters, charged
Another day passed, and the second-stage battle group was almost entirely wiped out.
This ti, the number of Battle Bees was reduced by 30%, and thousands of Hive Battleships were destroyed.
In addition, after many attempts, a top warrior ventured into the belly of the Devouring Worm and managed to escape, collecting the core paraters needed to kill the Devouring Worm.
The warrior’s plan was to cram a cryogenic chamber into his Large Battle Armor and freeze himself the mont he was sucked in, then reactivate and defrost after flying out.
After this ordeal, the seemingly invincible Devouring Worm mysteriously disintegrated on its own.
When Tiffany Bell retrieved the damaged Large Battle Armor and scientists analyzed the Black Box within its armor, they concluded that the interior of the Devouring Worm was indeed a chaotic subspace void of the concept of ti.
Upon being sucked in, the armor cranked its energy device to maximum power and alternated the release of Actual Energy and Virtual Energy at a ratio that deviated 0.12 to the right of the Cosmic dian, successfully breaking the structural stability of the Devouring Worm.
Afterward, the Devouring Worms began to suffer casualties, and nearly 100 million died within that day.
Another twenty-four hours passed, and the third-stage battle group composed of 500 million third-generation young adults successfully completed their cover mission.
Erson Colbert’s wormhole was finally ready.
Dylan Mitchell ordered a retreat.
At the sa ti, his command ship on the frontline was pierced by a swarm of Battle Bees. Tiffany Bell, who happened to be passing by, towed the command cabin carrying Dylan Mitchell back, depriving him of the opportunity to make a heroic sacrifice.
Within just one hour, the remaining 120,000 ships of the Naless Fleet and the last 200 million people successfully passed through the wormhole.
After the vast majority of the human fleet had successfully evacuated, the 6,000 ships maintaining the wormhole simultaneously changed their dium Engine power and aiming direction, causing the wormhole to disappear.
More than 20 million people on those 6,000 ships completed their rearguard tasks.
With this, the encounter ended with the successful withdrawal of the Naless Fleet.
Dylan Mitchell, severely injured but having successfully escaped, made a brief summary.
While making the summary, Dylan Mitchell was once again astonished by Quentin Cooper’s far-sightedness and acun.
In a sense, deep down, he had not fully approved of the internal strife that his teacher Quentin Cooper had deliberately instigated beforehand.
If political education and historical education had been put in place earlier, perhaps the turmoil previously caused by the Free Will Alliance could have been confined to a minimal scale, and there might have been fewer casualties.
However, after the battle, Dylan Mitchell discovered that it was the near-universal participation in the internal strife that allowed the vast majority of the fleet, who had never participated in combat, to accumulate enough war experience and foster the ntal qualities of the second and third generations.
Having experienced the internal conflict and the Doomsday Suppression Program, the third-generation fleet mbers showed strong fighting spirit and tenacity in the face of high-intensity battles.
Both military personnel and logistical staff can be considered qualified war-faring citizens.
“The teacher’s training has been successful.”
Dylan Mitchell murmured to himself.
“What should we do next?”
Dylan Mitchell’s newly appointed deputy officer asked.
Dylan Mitchell: “We have made so technological progress, but in order to digest this new knowledge, convert it into productivity and combat effectiveness, as well as restore military strength, we need more ti. Now that the enemy has seen through the intentions of the Expeditionary Army, it is undoubtedly a loss if we continue to reorganize and et an enemy of the sa scale again in the short term. So, it’s ti.”
Dylan Mitchell decided to disperse the fleet and divide the remaining 120,000 ships into 12,000 special action teams of ten ships each, first spreading out in all directions and then entering different curvature gravitational lines before advancing separately.
Dylan Mitchell opened the shared star map and marked a point in the dense star region near the Galactic Center.
This place was nad Cloudtop Star Region, at a distance of 1,000 light-years from the core area of the Galactic Center.”In 2960, we will rendezvous here. According to the information provided by the Empire and our own calculations, this star sector had just experienced a massive supernova explosion two thousand years ago. The area is still filled with strong radiation and collapsing energy flows, making the environnt extrely dangerous and unsuitable for developnt. The most dangerous place is also the safest place. The Compound-Eyed Observer wouldn’t expect us to choose this place as our gathering point. So, we can stay here for about ten years. If we can complete the integration by 2970, we will set off again.”
“We have allotted 40 years for the developnt of each small squad. During these 40 years, except for the few fleets with colossal destructor warheads, the rest do not have to conceal their communication and can share the network, restoring information contact with the Empire’s headquarters. We must exchange information in real-ti and request assistance from the Empire’s main brain at any ti. The main task of the small squads is to maximize population and military strength expansion at all costs within these 40 years.”
“In this process, so small squads will inevitably encounter enemy pursuits. I authorize the commanders of each small squad to make decisions on their own. I am only responsible for the overall strategy, which is to gather here. As for you, everyone should be responsible for the comrades in their small squad.”
“You can’t just focus on running away or fighting. You have to both fight and escape, making decisions based on the right timing. If you encounter a suitable star area for developnt and the enemy is far away, you can stop and establish a bridgehead for rapid expansion, using the rapid stellar developnt system to expand the population and military strength quickly.”
“Currently, there are 16,700 people in each small squad with ten main warships. I hope that at least 8,000 squads will successfully arrive, and each squad will have at least two million people and around 3,000 main warships on average. In addition, besides genuine scientific geniuses who can beco indispensable researchers and a minimum number of workers, I require that all the remaining people must complete military training. The proportion of soldiers should be at least 80%.”
“During this process, I require everyone to log into the Fleet Learning System daily and continue learning in-depth historical knowledge. At the sa ti, each of us will know that in places we can’t see, there are countless comrades coming from different directions with the sa destination as you, waiting to join you.”
It took only half an hour for the 120,000 main warships to complete group allocation.
Two hours later, the Naless Fleet officially dispersed, each heading their own way.
Before setting off, friends and family mbers assigned to different small squads bid farewell to each other on the Unified Quantum Network.
“See you at the Cloudtop Star Region.”
“You’re so weak, I hope you can hold on.”
“Shut up, I can handle way more than you.”
“If I die, rember to do your best and continue for my sake.”
“If you talk like that, your squad leader will spank you.”
“See you at the next stop.”
“See you at the Cloudtop Star Region.”
“See you in forty years.”
“Have you stored our genetic material? Make sure to provide with dozens of chubby children.”
“Get lost, at most one a month!”
“Yeah, forty years, dozens of chubby children, that’s not too much, is it?”
“You’re biased against girls.”
“Then how about dozens of chubby children who are girls?”
“That’s acceptable.”
“Let’s go.”
“Good luck.”
“Goodbye.”
Dylan Mitchell watched the increasingly dispersed comrades on the star map, deep in thought.
The teacher had fallen, and the heavy responsibility had fallen on his shoulders; he had to shoulder it.
During the fleet’s departure, the Empire’s Staff Departnt’s pre-arranged plan didn’t include a strategy of disperse advancent. Still, tis had changed, and no plan is perfect for every situation, nor do plans last forever. In Dylan Mitchell’s judgnt, this was the only possible overall arrangent to complete the task at hand.
Normal destructor warheads were no longer as effective, let alone the fact that the enemy had reinforcents. The Naless Fleet had to change its modus operandi, infinitely expanding its military strength.
“Everyone, by that ti, each of you must return an imposing legion to . We will flood the Galactic Center with our countless warriors.”
Dylan Mitchell sent a ssage to all the small squad commanders.
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