In the dimly lit room, the soldiers were here again. He reported to the dark shadow sitting behind the table, "My lord, the rebels outside the gate seem to be already deciphering the gate!" ”

"Deciphering the gates? Let them go! Didn't I say that? No one can open this door unless it is authenticated by His Majesty or Governor Rogerine. The shadow said in a hoarse voice.

But then he realized that something was wrong, if it was just that, the soldiers would not have come to him, and there must be something more serious than this. He asked, "What happened?" If it was just the rebels deciphering the code, you wouldn't come to me, Duke. ”

The soldier named Duke said to the dark shadow with a bitter face, "My lord, energy, we are running out of supplies... ”

"Running out of supplies? How can it be?! I remember that the entire engine room should have been stocked with enough combat materials to maintain a Marine Corps brigade for more than a year, which is not even half a year, how can the supplies be insufficient?! Ahem, ahem! The shadow asked hoarsely, growling in anger.

"My lord! The supplies ... The supplies ... Duke choked suddenly, big tears rolling down his face.

The dark shadow looked at Duke's appearance, and suddenly had a sense of foreboding in his heart. He hurriedly asked, "What happened to those supplies?!" ”

"My lord! Only the top of those supply boxes are full, and the supply boxes below are all empty! These damn moths who resell supplies! How dare they resell the military supplies here! My lord, we also opened a box by chance today, only to find that it was actually like this! These damn bunches! The current supplies are only enough to last for another half a month, what should we do now? My lord! Duke asked with tears in his eyes.

"Alarm, alarm, enemy ...... The enemy's capital ship is leaving port...... The whole army, the first level of alert"

"What the hell is going on, Vanguard-11, Pioneer-11 will report immediately."

"Deep space scanners have spotted enemy Night God-class attack groups...... They, they're rally! ”

"Did the reconnaissance ship in the direction of {469,34,9802} be sent? What the? Ammunition is not loaded...... Can't wait, tell them to go right away! ”

"This is Vanguard-3, we are blocked by superior enemy fire, and the starboard side is ......"

Vice Admiral Gadari Bak. Standing on the bridge of the "New Gadari", Bell listened without saying a word to the distractions coming from the command channel, even panicking. Just two hours ago, the Federation Navy in the direction of Ian-Aosta suddenly moved like a boiling ocean, and the scouts who had infiltrated the Ian-Aosta system were swallowed up by them in just two hours. He looked at the incomplete holographic map that had been teleported back, and without hesitation, decisively ordered the fleet to leave the harbor and block the Ian-Aosta gate in the Pyrmit system. Thirty-two Raven-class battleships surrounded four Chimera-class aircraft carriers formed a wall of steel, and the large-charge "Dictator-Fury" torpedoes were all unlocked and lay quietly on the launch stands, waiting for the daunting attack of the Federal Navy.

"It's been seven years, ah......" Finally, the young lieutenant general sighed softly.

Seven years of history is a great irony, no matter how hard he tried to change the fateful cycle, it only took seven years for what he wanted to save to get back to square one. It's just that the Gadari Navy is back to square one? He slowly looked at the steel ship outside the porthole, the majestic body of the "Raven" class battleship was certainly awe-inspiring, but what about the soul wrapped in the steel hull? Seven years have passed with a roar, but the Gaddari Navy has yet to recover from Ian Aosta's pain. The army that had proudly endured too heavy a sacrifice, the army that had once launched a desperate charge in the light of the twin stars, was no longer there......

Now they are just a group of soldiers with scarred souls and no hope in sight, and they may really be fighting here just to commemorate the dreams of more than ten years, to pay tribute to those brothers who have long since died.

"Hey, Bear. There was a black-clad shuttle docked at the dock a few minutes ago, saying that it was an energy system failure that needed to be replaced...... "A message suddenly cut into the ship's communication channel, interrupting Buck. Bell's thoughts. He recognized the oil-stained captain, a veteran deck officer, who had served in the ground service when he was a pilot, forever grinning, whining, and cursing, just caring about the wrecked planes all day long, as if the explosions, debris, and casualties that were close at hand were just a gorgeous and grand dream that would all fade away when he woke up.

"Secrecy?" He frowned inadvertently, ignoring the deck officer's endless whining. "What are the people from the Secret Bureau doing at this time! Fix their broken ships and let them leave quickly. This could be a battlefield in no time, and I don't want those shady bastards to get in the way. ”

"Getting in the way on the battlefield?" An angry voice came from behind, but the person who spoke stood with a slight playful smile and looked at the Pyrmit's theater commander, "Don't forget who brought that obstructive bear back from the first star in the ice and snow!" You're so ungrateful, believe it or not, I still have a way to throw you back to Mount Sobaseki! ”

Hear this, Buck. Bell only felt that cold sweat began to creep out unconsciously along the pores of his body, and the majesty and anxious anger on his face at the beginning were gone...... He couldn't help but start cursing the damn senior deck officer for not figuring out the identity of the person who had come before reporting it, and then cursing himself for his own fate, why he had provoked this demon again and again.

The White Bones of the Secret Bureau, Elodi. Commodore of the Soviet Navy.

"Elodi...... I'm sorry, I didn't know it was you......" He chuckled twice, knowing that the look on his face must be wonderful.

"Come on, let's talk to your headquarters." Elody smiled reluctantly, and didn't continue to mess with him. She patted Buck, who was still stunned. Bell, he turned around and left the bridge first. The pale and dim light shone on her, leaving a shadow that dragged longer and longer on the metal floor. For a moment, the young lieutenant general suddenly felt that the woman who was walking in the dim corridor was so tired and lonely. She carries on her shoulders too many secrets to tell others, and the darkness of the entire United States of Gaddari from its birth.