Fazzani doesn't remember the last time his assistant went to a deep sleep, maybe during the hours when he actually fell asleep on his back in the command chair? But it is likely that like him, he has not slept for nearly two days.

But this was the moment when the mission was most needed for Xiao's Needle in the command module, so even Fazani didn't dare to let this beautiful woman he pitied go to the deep sleep cabin to rest at this moment.

The imminent crisis is around, but everything is calm like the mirror sea in his hometown, the tense heartstrings, the relaxed body, and the thoughts that should be very nervous, but now he is thinking about the past of his previous life, some of which are bad and some of which are good.

"General, there is not much time left until the scheduled move, what are your instructions?" Lieutenant Colonel Shaw reminded Fazzani.

"Check the final coordinate data." Fazzani instructed.

"It's verified."

"Leave the right to control the transition operation to each ship, and ask them to decide the timing of the jump according to their preferences within one minute." Fazzani thought for a moment and said, "No, change it to 5 minutes, and the interval should be a little bigger......"

"According to preference?" Shaw doesn't seem to quite understand.

"It's just within the time frame, whatever they want." "Boat people are not soldiers, and they don't have any tradition of discipline...... As we did, the people of Walken were watching us all the time, and if this was a stage where the curtain was up, we had to be able to keep up with the script and acting. ”

"Yes, General." Shaw immediately issued instructions to the ships, and because of the blocking of the pathway, the annoying O'Grady finally did not appear again on the holographic screen.

"Let's go......" Fazani instructed her assistant, and when her timer was given, none of the 19 ships in the entire fleet had moved.

"Maybe it's a little longer...... Fazani grinned as he grabbed the few gray hairs left on top of his head.

"I still don't understand your intentions in making this short jump decision." Xiao asked, wrinkling his face.

"No good intentions, Nicole, just a friendly reminder...... Fazani said. I'm just trying to re-release one more important fact to those big-headed aliens from afar. ”

"The facts? I don't understand. Xiao said honestly.

"It's easy to understand, since we're boat people, don't try to guess our minds, that's it."

"Just for that?" Shaw was a little surprised.

"Well, no formality, no pretensions, no hurry, no humility or arrogance, embrace the starry sky, adapt to wandering, and aimlessly ...... under a general purpose" Fazzani looked at the formation outside the porthole, and at this time several ships had rowed out one after another arrows, becoming stars in another bright galaxy in the field of vision, and finally fading.

"Nicole...... This is the boat people I know. He nodded to his assistant and gave the ship "Taunting Destiny" the order to move......

……

Two days later, the camouflage fleet finally arrived at the Icarus asteroid belt at the designated location, and under the deliberate delay of Fazzani, it was not until the afternoon of the third standard day that the fleet's operating ships and engineers began to leave the capsule, digging caves in the surrounding asteroids, and erecting various temporary structures and pipelines.

Even before the start of this operation, Fazzani personally held more than one special meeting with the engineers sent by the Ship Engineering Bureau, and he asked the designers among them to plan the plan and issue the operation drawings in earnest. He asked Colonel Navarro to bring in a large number of Union-era astronautics suits from the old warehouse of the Engineering Bureau, and after a strict airtightness and functional overhaul, the exterior was sprayed with all kinds of paint.

He made a point of emphasizing many of the precautions of being a boat citizen to the soldiers who had to work outside, including no salutes, no handshakes, and no military postures, and he wanted them to forget about their military careers during their missions, imagining themselves as outlaws who drank heavily and smoked tobacco and would never cooperate honestly.

Fazzani even had the engineers joke about their genitals to develop a tacit understanding with a sense of humor. He told them that if Xianmulin wants to give out a collective performance award at the annual film festival, you damn guys will have to get it for me at least this time, because it is a matter of the overall situation, including your own life.

Because of this, these second-line soldiers working in space were a little panicked at the beginning, and they shrank and tremble in response to Fazzani's warning, the operation ship staggered, and the pipeline was crumbling. Because the hands of the open-hole excavator were trembling, they couldn't align the ruler with any problems, and the poor large meteorite was drilled into a thousand holes, and the gravel dust out of it was scattered like a dark cloud, which could be said to be a mess.

"Isn't it a bit too much? Checkmate. "Nicole. Shaw sipped the cup of hot coffee in his hand and frowned at the terrible scene outside the porthole.

"Who's to say it's not...... Fazani also clutched his forehead in his chair as he gently stirred the brown liquid from the vintage coffee cup with a steel spoon and took a sip between his lips, exclaiming in relief.

It was a great pleasure to finally settle down and enjoy a drink, which was a great pleasure for the first phase of the intense operation to be successfully completed. In the next ten days, the transport ships sent by the fleet will arrange camouflage detection data on the planet Telamon under the pretext of exchanging objects with the colonies in kind, and finally smuggle out 200,000 Silver Alliance colonies in batches.

Can these Brainshell Walkens eat this? Fazzani's newly relaxed heartstrings began to beat the snare drum again.

"Nicole, show me the stats for Flounder." It was the eleventh time in the day that Fazzani had said the same thing, and Shaw immediately returned from the porthole, putting down her cup and operating the tactical table.

"No change, General." Lieutenant Shaw checked the data and traced the analysis map towards Fazzani's seat, and then the holographic projection in front of his seat opened, revealing the data of the Vulken fleet about a light minute away.

"Hmm." If there is a change, Torres. The face of the Photian Society will jump out of the screen in front of you for the first time...... Fazani was tired of the suspicions that had come this day, but when it mattered to the big picture, and the survival of so many people in the fleet, he had to be extra careful.