With a squeaky sound of brakes, the buggy stopped halfway through.

Chu Jungui looked at the battlefield situation map, and from above, he could see that the two troops were quickly outflanking behind him. An encirclement gradually formed, and it was not disguised.

"Found me so soon?" said the subject and the teenager no longer arguing, and the two consciousnesses became one.

At this time, the chip gave the latest conclusion: according to the operational efficiency and intelligence processing capabilities shown by the planetary guardian forces in the past, they have a 40% probability that they will not find Chu Jungui's disguised identity after a week, and the other 60% will not find out that there is a person behind many fake identities at all.

It is impossible for the intelligence processing ability to become efficient overnight, either someone leaks Chu Jungui's information, or there is a real master.

Chu Jungui turned off the communication and positioning system of the off-road vehicle and changed to a passive mode that only received signals. Since the other party found that there was a problem with Chu Jungui's identity, this off-road vehicle that kept sending signals was equivalent to reporting his location to the other party at all times.

After turning off the positioning system, Chu Jungui did not break away from the encirclement, but accelerated his speed and galloped into depth.

The results of the hard-fought confrontation at the first two bases showed that the guards were vulnerable. Originally, the planetary guard force was already a second-rate compared to the starship fleet, and it was defenseless, so it was naturally ready to collapse when facing the test subject.

Chu Jungui planned to crash into the encirclement and weigh the opponent's weight.

Far south, a large, makeshift camp seemed unusually busy. Two shuttle ships stuck like nails in the ground, hatches wide open, and trucks flowed to unload supplies from the carriers.

Two officers with a list of supplies in their hands were being handed over.

The older officer's face was gloomy, and he said, "Just these two ships, or vertical shuttles, are not enough at all! What can vertical shuttles hold?" ”

Another officer shrugged his shoulders and said, "It's nice to have two vertical shuttles, but they are still being repaired urgently by working overtime." For this batch of transport ships, a battleship was also dismantled. Do you expect to use landing craft to deliver supplies to you?"

"Our losses are so severe?"

"Very bad. ”

The older officer was even more worried, and lowered his voice, "Tell me, how bad is it?"

Seeing the wary eyes of the young officer, the older officer explained, "I have two sons who are also on the surface of this damn planet. If I can't stand it, I'll have to find a way to get at least one back into orbit. ”

Another officer expressed understanding, whispering: "We lost nearly 60 percent of our landing craft at one time, and 30 percent of our transport ships." But the worst thing is that just two days ago, the orbital base was attacked, and one of the largest dockyard repair plants was blown up. ”

"How is that possible?"

"The fleets raided by the Federation only attracted attention, and of course they also caused part of the damage, but the real reason for the destruction of the shipyard was that someone had installed a bomb on the power furnace. ”

"Where's the one who did it?"

"It's already finished with the shipyard. It's just that thousands of people died at that time, and it will take time to find out who is the real culprit. How's it going on your side?"

"That's what you see, there are wounded everywhere, look over there, it's full of fighters and chariots that can't be repaired, I'm afraid they can only be thrown there and turned into scrap metal. By the way, there are also those weapon stations and turrets, most of which are just good-looking now, and the ammunition may only last a day when they really fight. I've made several reports asking for refills, but nothing has happened. ”

The young officer kicked a nearby box labeled with food and said, "Because these things are more important, your people can't fight on an empty stomach, can they?"

"It's all the 35th century, and you still have to worry about supplies, what's the difference with the 18th century?"

"In the 18th century, supplies were brought from 100 kilometers away, and now supplies are brought from 100 light-years away. So, I still have to worry. ”

"That makes sense. ”

The young officer closed the list and said, "I have to go, if you move quickly, you will see me again tonight." ”

The young officer returned to the shuttle, and then the hatch closed, and the shuttle slowly rose into the air, flying higher and higher, and finally disappeared into the clouds.

The older officer shook his head, boarded the car and returned to the camp.

Inside the space orbital base, a transport ship is pushed out of the repair shop and slides into the dock.

In the control room, an officer opens a schematic diagram of the transport ship's warehouse, preparing to distribute a list of supplies that need to be shipped. The list he had in his hand was unusually long, with the top pages marked with red delays or urgency. He pulled up a manifest from his personal terminal and was about to put it into the cargo hold of the transport ship, but suddenly several manifests appeared, inserted directly into the queue, and almost filled the entire transport compartment.

The officer was stunned, then looked left and right, and saw that no one else was present. He turned on the communication channel and asked, "Colonel, have you added a manifest to Transport 875919?"

"Of course not. ”

"Suddenly a couple of manifests came in, almost filling all the cabins, but I couldn't find out who added them. You know, this is the area I am responsible for, and there is already a backlog of more than 10 ships of supplies. ”

"Wait for me to see. ”

The communication channel was silent for a moment before the colonel's voice rang out: "I can't find it either." The other party's authority far exceeds mine. ”

"You can't find it either? Doesn't that mean that the other party is at least at the level of a lieutenant general?"

"Maybe, maybe not. "The Colonel was meaningful.

"How are these manifests, and so on, all the freedom fighters being transported?" the officer suddenly shouted.

"Freedom fighters?"

"200 freedom fighters, and their supply equipment. The officer added.

"To?"

"We are responsible for the forward base of the region. Do these guys, who only have money in their eyes, find any other opportunities to make money?" the officer sarcastically said.

"At least be able to increase some ground forces. "The colonel was not very much against it.

"Well, that's it. ”

The officer stupidly closed the communication channel and confirmed the manifest. After the order was given, the hatch of the transport ship slowly opened, and the tractor was ready, waiting for the cargo to arrive. Although the space orbital station is large, the transportation system is highly developed, and the goods and personnel waiting to be deployed will also arrive in the designated area in advance, so the general instructions can be completed within a few minutes of loading and leaving the port.

But this time, for some reason, a full ten minutes passed, and there was no shadow of the equipment of the personnel scheduled to board the ship.

The officer wanted to track the progress of the manifest, but encountered the same problem, insufficient authority to track it. He shrugged his shoulders and was not in a hurry, anyway, the so-called freedom fighters were mercenaries, and mercenaries were notoriously unreliable.

At this moment, a rough voice suddenly sounded next to him: "Is there an empty ship here?" Great, it just so happens that a ship can't be loaded, come on, bring Lao Tzu's cargo to this ship!"