On the other end of the phone, there was a gentle voice from Mr. President of Guoke Company, Xu Le was quiet and refreshing, and he didn't answer much, but he was as crisp as ever, without any hesitation.

He was pardoned out of Allure Military Prison and signed a bunch of complicated legal documents in front of Admiral Miles in the president's residence, and from that moment on, his life could no longer be torn apart from the federal army, and as a soldier, he should be ordered unconditionally.

After a short sabbatical, the Ministry of Defense assigned a new mission, and he and a unit of the New 17th Division would go to a secret base near the Gary Corridor to take charge of security operations

The secret base is built by Guoke Metal, which bears the importance of the Federation's future strategy, and the defense work is very important, and the new 17th Division inherits the aura of the military god, and also carries a strong atmosphere of the seven groups of Guoke, and it is natural that the Ministry of Defense and Guoke Company selected them as a unit at the same time.

This was originally an ordinary requisition, and only an order from the Ministry of Defense or the First Military Region was required, but probably because of the existence of Xu Le, Mr. President Guoke personally called over to explain and ask for his opinion.

"As long as the division commander has no opinion, I have no opinion. The relevant itinerary and equipment preparation, it is more appropriate for the ministry to contact Helray directly, after all, he is the head of the regiment. ......

"Okay, Mr. President, I'm looking forward to coming back next time you promised dinner power"

Xu Le hung up the phone, in the clear blue sky above the base, the shadow of the battleship could not be found for a long time, it was not Sanyang here, and it was impossible to see the ancient bell far outside the atmosphere, he looked at it quietly for a while, then took the soft palm of the little watermelon again, and walked towards the outside of the base.

He was in a hurry to leave because he didn't want to spend too much time with Colonel Lake of the Xilin Military Region, because although this Colonel Lake was wearing sunglasses, he was still impressed by this person, and he was not wearing sunglasses today, so he was worried about being recognized by the other party.

In a sense, Colonel Lake, who was on duty at the Charter Bureau on Bell Tower Street in Donglin a few years ago, changed Xu Le's life, and the rough special forces, cold and hard barrels and angry fists were the deepest and not very pleasant part of Xu Le's memory.

According to the old thing, Xu Le has the authority to be the first itch, and he no longer needs to worry about being accused of being a federal fugitive, but no matter what, he doesn't want to be recognized by this Colonel Lake.

But he didn't know... After the assassination in Xilin Sunset State, Colonel Lake had begun to pay attention to him.

Not including today, not including this time.

Colonel Lake, who was wearing sunglasses, stood in the wind of Xiao Xiao at this time, maintaining a solemn posture, looking up at the sky, as if he was still watching the chief he admired the most in his life, and his facial expression was a little complicated, and he didn't notice Xu Le's departure at all.

In the spring of the year of the Xianli Qin, April 15.

The Xilin Tiger and the adults left S1 and took the Ancient Bell spaceship, escorted by four light feather-class warships, and embarked on a journey back to Xilin's hometown.

At 3:12 p.m. that day, Xu Le handed over the small watermelon to Tian Dabang, and then rushed back to the capital SAR to prepare for the upcoming task.

Almost simultaneously, a ghost fleet of fifty-seven light battleships ... Silently sailed through the barren and vast star fields of the Empire's borders, and arrived at a place of emptiness.

Far away from the galaxy, in the dead darkness of the surrounding light-years, there was no large celestial body that could be detected by the naked eye, except for the faint flow of the fleet's engines and the interstellar dust that had been floating lonely for tens of billions of years.

No one could have imagined that this was the entrance to a certain gate in the universe, through which one could see the world on the other side of a distant star field.

Spring of the Constitutional Year, April 19.

Xu Le, who was going to set off on a battleship the next day, made a phone call to Shang Qiu after thinking for a long time, and Shang Qiu said on the phone that he was very busy, so he didn't meet... Then he finally made a phone call to Nam Sang-mi, and the two of them made an appointment to come out for a meal. At night, he looked at Zhang Xiaomeng's phone that had been kept on the phone and shook his head, and finally did not call Jian Shui'er.

At 3:37 a.m., the Department of Defense and the Fruit Shell Company sent the details of the mission to his top-secret mailbox, along with an additional clause, followed by the Federal Central Computer providing him with more detailed information.

In the data screen, the secret base located in the extraterrestrial field of the Gary Corridor is extremely grand, like a huge metal asteroid, indifferently suspended in the eternal black space.

After the completion of this base, it will become the base camp of the federal forces attacking the empire mainland, and the most important strategic transfer base of the federation.

Fruit Shell is the largest giant enterprise in the Federation, and it received an order from the federal government to build a transfer base thirty years ago, and with the terrifying production and manufacturing capacity of Fruit Shell Company, it still has to be fully invested for so long to basically build this base, and you can imagine the grandeur of this space base.

In fact, at least 60 percent of the secret military budget that the Federal Assembly reviews behind closed doors each year is invested in this space base, so that the government's budget deficit has increased dramatically over the years, so you can imagine how much effort and bets the federal government, especially the Pabul government, which has been accelerating this plan since taking office.

The mission of Xu Le and the new 17th Division is to ensure the safety of this important base, although the Imperial side has reduced the suicidal mecha crossing attempts in the past two years, and the Jiajia Corridor and the Evening Scorpion Nebula have been peaceful for a long time, but according to the importance of this base, no matter how careful it is, it is necessary.

In addition to guarding the base, there is also an additional clause from the Charter Bureau, the new 17th Division and the 1st Regiment will spend seven months to carry out space distribution and channel data intrusion, to prepare for the all-out war that will start next year, and to provide strategic support for the federal troops to collectively cross the space channel in the future.

Keeping the information in his mind, Xu Le rinsed his mouth and washed his face, glanced at the street scene below the Wangdu apartment, and then went to bed, thinking of the little watermelon before going to bed, so he called her, coaxed the little girl whose parents were not around on the phone, and then fell asleep peacefully and happily

At this time, the Ancient Bell is cruising at a second-class cruising speed... Continue his voyage steadily and smoothly, bypassing the military exclusion zone ahead and entering in front of the passage next to the Evening Scorpion Nebula

At this time, except for a very few people on both sides of the universe, no one knew that the Imperial Ghost Fleet, led by Butcher Caton, was struggling to make its way through a dark passage that seemed to be long and endless, full of particle turbulence and storms.

The draped reflective baffles on the hulls of Imperial warships collide with the flow of particles that are beyond the imagination of human beings to describe the grains, and it seems that they could be broken down at any moment and then reduced to ashes.

Late spring of the year of the Federal Constitution, April 27

The Ancient Bell is still sailing smoothly, the spacecraft converted from a battleship ignores the harassment of cosmic rays, the electronic monitoring system follows the program to carry out unmissed detection at a certain frequency range, the light music inside the hull and the mellow aroma of coffee are blended together, and the people who travel in space still feel the monotony of life... Too lacking in stimulation.

In the distance ahead, in the space at the edge of the Evening Scorpion Nebula, there was a mutation at this time.

Bursts of dim light suddenly rippled in the calm space, and these waves of light appeared for a very short time, disappearing in an instant, like a hard metal film, knocked by the baby's delicate fingers.

A pure black metal horn silently penetrated the membrane and came to this universe, and then the object behind the metal horn also penetrated, gradually revealing the appearance of a warship

The second and third ......... Dozens of Imperial warships were like ghosts, one after another, penetrating the membrane of space that did not have any actual existence, and appeared in the universe of the Federation in a dark and cold manner, and a cold and indifferent aura spread in the space.

These Imperial warships that forcibly passed through the space passage trembled violently silently because of the strong space pressure, as if they had finally come to the universe of the Federation and smelled the breath of the enemy... And the excitement and nervousness are difficult for themselves.

In the internal space of the Imperial warship group, there were countless screams and exclamations of excitement, the porthole baffle did not fall, and the Imperial soldiers passed through the light curtain... Looking at the space scene outside the battleship, I really felt a great feeling of what was happening in history, and it was touching to find that this strange universe belonging to the Federation people was as beautiful as my hometown.

Unlike the shocked and speechless ordinary soldiers, the battleship non-commissioned officers of the Imperial Ghost Fleet, in the stern reprimand of their superiors, forcibly suppressed their inner excitement and nervously threw themselves into their work, they knew that it was one thing to go through the space passage, but it was another difficult task to be discovered by the glory of the Federation's charter.

In the past, the empire could only teleport low-quality objects, such as the miniature spaceship on board the mecha warrior, and the possibility of these microships being destroyed in the space channel is extremely high, but once it is successfully passed, it is also more likely to escape the glorious monitoring of the Brain Charter in the vast universe, and now the empire has finally made history and teleported an entire medium-sized fleet, but the spatial fluctuations caused by it are also very easy to be detected by the Charter's brilliance.

"It's only been 37 seconds!35!34!"

King Caton sat on the command podium with a violent face, staring coldly at the trajectory of all warships and the opening of the information shielding system, with an unprecedentedly serious expression, while the staff officer next to him loudly counted down to the commanders of the battleships.

“14！13！......... Success!"

The staff officer turned his head and looked at King Caton and reported excitedly.

King Catonshire's expression remained unchanged, but his whole body relaxed, a cruel look flashed on his face, and he silently said to himself in his heart: "Federation people, moan in pain, Prince Delin will be immortal, but you must pay the price for these hatreds." ”

Relying on the chips and related materials sent back to the Empire by Medellin, and relying on the information hidden by the Empire in the last seed of the Federation, the Empire made the most accurate calculation of the density range of the Federal Charter Bureau's netting in the space outside the passage when drawing up this hunting plan. In the darkness of the light.

The background of the universe is dark and lightless, and the ghostly Imperial fleet is lined up in a narrow line in the universe of the Federation, twisting forward like a poisonous snake, avoiding those invisible dangers, preparing to give the most vicious and sudden attack on the target that will pass by.