The aircraft carrier "Leviathan" of the Heterophyllous Lake Group was slowly wandering in this dead graveyard at this moment, and his huge iron-gray shadow swept through the bones of the battleship that was slowly drifting, like a grim reaper in a gray cloak. It roams the realm of death in silence like a majestic king, waiting to devour the souls of the brave or the cowardly.

The Group's Senior Security Officer, Ace. Ottihea was standing on the bridge of the giant ship at this moment, looking at the series of rising points of light in the distance with fascination. As a veteran of the Gadari War of Independence, she hadn't seen such a gorgeous sight for too long...... The orange flames that swam along the bright blue wake characteristic of the Federal Navy's magnetic pulse engine dotted the dark and void sky like flickering candlelight, as if to bring her back to her warm childhood, to the innocent dreams of her childhood.

It's just that there is war, there is no fairy tale of mighty ships, evil wizards and ethereal elves, they all come out of the children's side stories and into the nightmares of adults......

"The missiles of the 13.2 and 13.7 frigates have been launched...... Hit 73%...... The target ship did not receive significant damage, sir. The officers of the bridge stiffly reported to her that these young men who had grown up after the Battle of Iasta were no longer the people of their generation who could turn their backs on everything for the sake of their country, and that this army was no longer the army that could charge to death with a single blood......

The war that was too long had brought too much pain to the country and the nation, but the group nourished by blood and water had grown irrepressibly, so the shadows behind these shady scenes were also impatient to step on the battlefield that belonged to the soldiers for the sake of interests and ambitions......

"The target ship made a sharp turn, with a speed of 655, 729 ...... As the numbers continue to increase, they have activated their miniature warp jump thrusters and are bypassing the wreckage belt, and are expected to make contact with our fleet within 25 seconds, sir. ”

"The interception of the frigate group failed......" Ace. Ortihea muttered to herself as she gazed into the dark void that was constantly glowing. Somehow, every time she saw that kind of brilliance, she couldn't help but think of the sky that was the first star in Gadari eighteen years ago. At that time, they were just a group of simple young people, with nothing but blood. It's not like now, because I've seen too much conspiracy and killing, and I've become indifferent and numb.

A moment later, the optical observation equipment on the "Leviathan" clearly captured the Federal Navy cruiser that rushed out with flames, two frigate groups 13.2 and 13.7, and sixteen frigates of various types followed it sparsely, looking more like a group of wanderers.

Eighteen years after the end of the Ian-Aosta battle, it is no longer possible for Gadari to reproduce the vicious wave of the group charge that forgot to die, and it is no longer possible to achieve the glory of that era......

The entire bridge fell silent, and the ship, which was mostly veterans of the Battle of Ian-Aosta, certainly saw what was wrong. The fleet secretly formed by the Heterohuhu Group was too inexperienced in actual combat, and compared to the Gadari Navy eighteen years ago, they lacked faith and determination; Even compared to the supergroup garrison she led seven years ago, they lacked the most basic courage to step into battle. The CEOs fantasized about turning the scales of this war with their sophisticated equipment and dark schemes, so they made bets only to see a big return.

And as part of this bet, the soldiers who belong to the group actually have no choice at all...... "send a memorandum to the group headquarters...... "Ace. Othija stood up and broke the silence. "Let's just say that the main force of our fleet has been exposed, and we will immediately go on the offensive and apply to them for Buck. Support of the Bell fleet. At last, she groaned, looked at the communications officer who was still waiting, and said in a deep voice, "Gadari...... Banzai! ”

Aboard the "Scotty", Vice Admiral of the Federation Navy Sylvia. Roland was also in a state of extreme shock, for just now, the swarm of dead debris on the scanner suddenly came to life, the armor on their surface that had been etched by time was peeling off, and a little orange fire appeared in the dark void. In a trance, she almost thought it was a mythical samurai who had died, awakened by the power of magic, and rose from the dirt where they had been sleeping again, stepping into a world that was still burning.

Then she realized that the resurrected ashes were not the undead, but the real enemies, the Gadaries, who must have secretly infiltrated and lurked here by conventional means of leaping across a space measured in light years, and if it weren't for the inadvertent intrusion of her ship, the Gayrent's navy would not be aware of them until the war resumed. But by then, the undead fleet might have turned into a blade in the night sky, stuck in the defenseless backs of the Union Navy.

Is this what you call the hope of peace in your tired homeland? It's ridiculous! She stood in the dim darkness of the bridge and looked at Elordi beside her. Sue, the constant light of fire rising from the porthole poured in and struck the brigadier general's pale face, and the soul that was paler than the face.

Elordi. Su didn't answer her immediately, and the woman who could kill and make a decision in a moment's silence couldn't help but feel a little overwhelmed at this moment. She only smelled the smell of conspiracy with her intuition over the years, and the CEOs who could sell everything for the sake of profit did not want this war to become a distant thunder that gradually disappeared, but she did not expect that those cold and indifferent groups had already stepped on the battlefield, rolled their chips, and just waited for the dice of fate to stop spinning. For this reason, they would rather believe in an empire behind the scenes, an illusory promise, than refuse to look at a society that is already in tatters and a country on the verge of collapse...... The Gadari war machine, which had been running at high speed for eighteen years, was like a giant monster, devouring wealth, blood, and perhaps hope.

Since the Battle of Iain-Aosta, she has followed the great web of intrigue that had been tightly woven since the beginning of the Gelent-Gadari War to find the person who weaved the web, the witch of "Yin Chen". But even so, in the seven-year long showdown, she was still one step late after all. The net of Namou has been completely activated, and the thread of interests that has been woven for a long time is flying like a knife, ready to twist the two empires in the net into pieces......