The cruiser shuttled in the line of fire, the girls at the core of the starship ignored the range of the plasma cannon and dodged the impact of the small biochemical combat ships again and again.

It was a risky operation, but it was also a necessary one, and it was a future operation for the entire fleet and the Provisional Government.

It all started at 16 o'clock in the afternoon on January 22nd, after a fierce battle, the fleet lost 30% of its strength, and the Brand's biochemical fleet continued to pour into the Jupiter system. The commander, Admiral Greene, judged that the influx of enemy reinforcements belonged to the enemy detachments of Saturn and Neptune systems. Although he knew that the enemy did not conjure up a fleet out of thin air, in the face of an enemy of such strength, let alone winning in battle, even if he wanted to save his life, it seemed impossible.

According to the information from the reconnaissance satellite at 15 o'clock recently, the shadow of the biochemical fleet has been detected at key nodes in the main channel of the Jupiter system, and we are surrounded. In the face of a large number of enemy fleets with explosive combat power, we have pitiful chips. Without the resource support of the other two planetary systems, the lack of people and most of the production capacity belonging to this country, no one can say how far the fleet will go.

The morale of the fleet has dropped to freezing point. New bad news from Ganymede followed.

According to the latest statistics, the entire Ganymede riots caused a total of 21.1 billion credits in the loss of satellite mining bases, utilities and government facilities, equivalent to more than 1% of the estimated annual GDP of the interim government.

And that's not all, it's the casualties that really hurt the nerves. Counting civilians, government officials, the military and police forces, including mutinous forces, the riot alone killed 300,000 people and injured more than 2 million. With such a huge loss of population, and considering that the current population is less than 20 million, the total number of casualties has exceeded 10% of the total population, and because the incident is located in the capital area of the Provisional Government, a large number of elites and talented citizens with high technical capabilities have been involved, which has directly caused an extreme shortage of high-tech personnel within the Provisional Government.

However, all this bad news can no longer resonate with the soldiers. What to do with the soldiers discussing where there are no officers, and the officers whispering where there are no soldiers?

The defeat of the fleet is imminent, and as a small screw in the huge provisional government, different minds around are nervously exploring a possible way out. As a transformation warrior with the ability to perceive the brain domain, I naturally know what the people around me think, as the old saying goes, it is not surprising that most people think so.

Not all of them, though, are on the negative side. At least Fleet Commander Green, and our squadron of Willelli, I didn't feel any negative bioelectric signals from them.

Since the battle entered its most difficult phase, the Marines continued to receive orders to attack. Instead, Green placed his most elite interstellar infantry, my rapid reaction squadron, in the rear, and constantly sent rescues to keep the infantry in a state of sortie and have enough time to rest. Over the course of a few days, Green constantly changed tactics, changing the configuration of troops and the tactical sequence of the starships, trying to find a way to make the fleet coexist with the Jupiter system within the scope of manpower.

Verelli entered a different state. He loses his previous resourcefulness and remains quiet in the world of one person. Whenever I watched him meditate on something, or paced back and forth on the bridge, I told the people around me to be quiet and not disturb him. In my mind, he was almost the last hope, and if Verelli suddenly turned to face me and said that something could not be done, I would not hesitate to retreat.

It wasn't until January 22 that Verelli came to me. His face looked tired and pale, but his piercing eyes spoke of the state of mind of the most resourceful man under my command.

"I figured out a solution, I don't know if it's feasible, I need the starship cores to come out."

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Verelli's method led directly to this extremely risky operation. The cruiser piloted by the three starship cores led by Karen embarked on this seemingly point of no return journey with me, who has the highest level of brain domain perception in the known Wehrmacht, carrying a bunch of special instruments.

According to Verelli, the actions of the Berlandians have a high degree of unity that is different from that of the human organization and the Wolf fleet. This is not the result of multiple individuals, even the same type of artificial intelligence, working together.

"In fact, any independent individual, even if it is an old-fashioned robot of the same model, the same specification, and even the same thinking, stands in different positions and faces different situations, and the actions they will adopt are also very different. These differences are at the root of the unpredictability of organizational behavior. But the actions of the biochemical fleet are too uniform, I have calculated and verified them through the tactical terminal of the flagship. The command center of the entire Brand's biochemical fleet does not have any possibility of superfluous independent individuals. We were faced with only one Commander of Brand. The commander I am talking about is not a character like the commander-in-chief, but from top to bottom, from the flagship pilot to the fire controller of the assault boat, etc., all of them are only one person. The Brande has a super-willpower, and he controls the entire fleet, and that's what I've been working on for the past few days, and our chances are focused on this super-willpower. For this there must be a trip to prove my judgment, to prove that the entire Brande fleet, thousands of battleships, is only under the control of the same will. ”

Staying in the special carrying cabin, where there are a large number of shielding devices and transpermeable enhancement devices, I can easily send my own brain bioelectric waves, but I need professional mechanical equipment with filtering ability to receive the returned bioelectric signals to assist my decision-making.

According to Wei Leili's idea, Super Willpower has super brain domain spiritual power, which can send out terrifying mental stimulation, and once ordinary tactical units approach the area where Super Willpower is located, it is easy to suffer from the effects of special mental stimulation. The huge filtration system around is designed to minimize this effect.

I've experienced the psychic shock of the commanding subhuman, and my friend Wood has also died from this shock, and I know what a terrifying weapon the bioelectric pulse can be when it reaches its extreme. That's why I very much agree with these filters and hope that they will work.

Karen, along with the other four starship cores involved in the operation, is protected by pure shielding devices, and dismantles the threat of super-will by giving up their perceptions.

What Verelli wanted me to prove was the existence of the Super Will, and the specific location of the Super Willpower. At this point, I have understood what he means, and once we have confirmed and found the specific location where the control super will is, it is possible for us to complete the great reversal by killing this super will. Although I still can't think of how Verelli can guarantee to kill him on the premise of finding him, but things have finally come to an eyebrow, as a rough man of action, having a goal is everything, as for what to do next, leave it to smart people to think about.

As the starship churned through the void, waves of energy emitted from plasma cannons began to fill the vacuum in the combat zone. The cruiser's course was affected, and the Karens were no longer able to control the ship as they had before.

"No, I can't go on, I can't guarantee my safety and yours."

Karen who wants to be strong has said so, and the truth should be so dangerous that he must retreat immediately. But at this moment, a powerful wave of thought appeared on the horizon of perception.

The retreat order to the lips was immediately changed to "Continue to advance".