It's quiet in the office.

The young staff officer's gaze was glazed, as if he had been lost in the little girl's crisp spring-like eyes.

"Colonel." Sober's voice rang in my ears. Moore was a thriller and quickly turned back.

"Don't be surprised by what you see," Sauber said calmly, glancing at him, "Maybe you've heard a legend about the Empire having artificial intelligence.

Moore nodded mechanically.

This legend is no secret. In fact, the legend persists when the Binarte Empire was defeated by the Republic of Fiyan thirty years ago, and then began to miraculously take off more than twenty years ago.

No one takes this legend seriously. Just as there are UFO records in human history, those who believe believe that "those who do not believe do not believe."

But now—

"I think you can get acquainted."

Moore followed Sober's gaze to the porthole.

At that moment, the fleet outside the window had just made a gap, and golden light fell in front of the window. The slanted pillar of light is like the light of heaven. The girl curled up on the couch. The pillars of light from the round portholes seemed to spread out a large golden skirt around her small white dress.

Moore noticed that at some point, the little girl turned her head out of the window again.

It seems that from beginning to end, "she lives in a beautiful picture of stillness." He didn't speak to Sober, and he didn't look back at himself. Everything that has just happened is just my own delusion.

However, Sober's voice was heard in his ears. Every word, it struck on his heart.

"She's our legend."

Moore's breathing stopped all at once. Blood slammed out of the upper brain, and the brain buzzed and went blank.

"Her name is Little Girl, and she is the biggest secret of the Binalte Empire. There are only eight people who know and know her existence. Sober said, walked out from behind the desk and stood side by side with Moore, looked at the little girl, and said lightly, "You are the ninth." ”

"General." Moore turned his head and looked at Sobo excitedly.

Beside him, Sobo stood with his hands in his hands. The sharply lined sides are like a marble sculpture like a knife and an axe.

Moore had the urge to bend down and bow down. The dignitary in front of him is the most valuable and powerful general in the entire Western Covenant Military Alliance, and he is a recognized military genius in the human world. Under his command, there are thousands of fierce generals, "tens of millions of soldiers!"

And at this moment, he was standing beside him, telling himself such a great secret in such a relaxed tone.

It seemed to sense the young colonel's excitement and gratitude" Sober smiled slightly, patted him lightly on the shoulder, walked to the sofa, and gestured to Moore, "Sit." ”

Moore sat down under the curious gaze of the little girl looking back.

The little girl looked at him curiously, and he looked at the little girl curiously. The young round-faced staff officer looked no more mature than a child at the moment.

"Colonel," Sober asked, "how did you guess that the bandits would set up an ambush on the left flank?" ”

Moore sat up straight and was silent for a moment, then replied solemnly: "General, to be precise, I did not draw this conclusion from our intelligence and deductions. The reason for this judgment is entirely based on my knowledge of the combat style of the bandit army and my wariness of them. ”

"Hmm," Sober nodded, "You go on." ”

"Yes, General." Moore continued: "I have analyzed all the battles of the bandits. Includes all we can find about their time in the Mars Free Passage. In my opinion, the bandit army is not a cowardly and risk-taking army, in fact, it is a valiant and tenacious army, cunning and changeable, and the most adventurous. It's their nature, it's their genes they've been born with since they were formed! ”

"And this time, when facing our Western coalition forces, their performance seems to be a little abnormal." Moore lowered his eyelids and looked at the coffee table in front of him with a faint gaze.

For him, the bandit army was the only factor that made him a staff officer at Sober's side, and he also entered the army's biggest enemy in the southeast.

These days, he has devoted almost all of his energy to understanding and analyzing the bandits. The more he learned about this army, "the more he discovered how terrible this army was."

This is an army that cannot be judged by deduction and experience.

Their combat effectiveness, ship technology, ferocity and cunning are simply not at all what ordinary people can imagine. And most importantly, their legendary fat commander has left too deep a mark on this army. You'll never even guess "what these guys are going to do next."

They are cunning and despicable. But he is brave and fearless. Just when you think they're going to fight hard, they don't hesitate to run away. And just when you think they're going to run away, there may be a trap waiting for you along the way.

He pondered his words and continued to analyze: "Judging from the situation of the Filipino League, Hastings who went south is under a lot of pressure, and the bandit army is more concerned by public opinion. Whether it is for the officers and soldiers of the Filipino coalition forces or for the people, an army that flees after hearing the wind is obviously not worthy of respect! ”

"Still, they ran away." Moore couldn't help but show a wry smile on his face, in fact, before that, he had always thought that the bandit army would choose to drag Sober's southward pace in some way. From Desik's Prometheus system, to Hera's system" to the Metis system, and finally here. Along the way, he had thought countless times that he would see the army on the next leg or jump.

But every time, what he waited for was disappointment.

"Along the way, they have countless opportunities to attack us and hold us back. However, they abandoned the suitable flight segments and jump points for combat. Mur said: "When our army followed their footsteps to the Twin Star Horn Corridor and encountered the Filipino Alliance Alliance, I noticed the ground monkey in the Twin Star Horn Corridor, and I suddenly realized that this is the battlefield chosen by the bandit army!" ”

"So, do you think the bandits will make a little fuss here?" Sauber smiled with satisfaction.

"Yes, General." Moore nodded: "When our army and the enemy army began to confront, I re-examined the course of action of the bandit army. ”

He turned on the recorder on his forearm and projected the electronic interstellar map onto the coffee table in front of Sober, "pointing to the route of the bandits' retreat."

"I think that although the bandits seemed to be in a panic all the way, there was no time to stop. However, "because they never met with us in person, we were unable to spy on every one of their ships." The bandits' retreat concealed the problem that while everyone was laughing at them for running away, they ignored that they still had the initiative. ”

"As long as they haven't been entangled in us, they're still in control. They can choose to turn around and fight, or they can choose to continue to escape......" Moore said word by word: "Of course, they can also choose to ambush!" "Not bad......" Thor nodded, a look of appreciation in his eyes. Even the little girl on the side "looked at Moore with clear eyes and listened attentively."

"If you combine the progress of the Hastings fleet to the south, the contradictions exposed within the Filipino Alliance, and the choice of this place as the battlefield by the bandits, I think that the probability that they will set up an ambush here is as high as 90 percent......"

Encouraged by the more Moore spoke, the more confident he became: "The initial target of this ambush fleet was not exactly our reconnaissance fleet. Their more important task is to contain us here if the coalition forces do not arrive in time. Moreover, I have reason to believe that this fleet "broke away from the main force and came here to set up an ambush first" when the main force of the bandit army was still in Metis......

"Because the Filipino Allied forces arrived in time, the target of this fleet has become our reconnaissance fleet......" Sober and the little girl looked at each other and turned their heads to look at Moore: "Yes......"

"Yes, General. If the Fiji fleet does not arrive, the bandit army will definitely not continue to retreat," and they will do everything they can to deal with us. Attacking our reconnaissance fleet is nothing more than their incidental mission without being exposed...... Moore nodded: "It's just that General Brazier and our reconnaissance team have been confused by the overwhelming attack of the coalition forces in the early stage......"

"The idea is clear," Sober stood up with a smile...... Walking to the Skynet console, the video of the bandit ambush fleet besieging the Western Reconnaissance Fleet was brought up.

"Colonel, if you don't mind, I'd like to hear your assessment of the combat effectiveness shown by the bandit army in this battle......"

"Of course, the general ......" Moore hurriedly got up and walked over to Sober. To his surprise, the little girl who had been curled up on the sofa also walked to his side.

She tilted her head, her pretty face like a white ceramic doll in the light.

The virtual light curtain unfolding in mid-air once again showed the swift attack of the bandits. Black bandit warships burst out of the void and rushed into the reconnaissance fleet's fleet to kill. Although this was the second time he had seen the same scene, Moore couldn't help but feel palpitations.

On the screen, two bandit destroyers are attacking the West Lotus destroyer fleet of five in a straight line from the flank. Although outnumbered, the two black bandit destroyers used their high speed and agility, as well as precise positioning, to repeatedly preempt the attack positions.

When the bandits activated the energy main gun in the bow again and again and opened fire on the battleship, the battleship was like a few clumsy bison with sharp horns, and could only turn their bleeding bodies in vain, watching the target slip away from under their guns again and again.

A bandit destroyer swirled to the tail of a Western destroyer.

When the cunning hungry wolf quickly straightened the bow of the ship and fired a cloud of blinding white light, the destroyer of the West Covenant, which had made an emergency left rudder, had not yet been able to escape the thirty-degree aiming area of its energy main gun.

The results are not known.

A large hole was made directly to the left side of the battleship near the tail of the battleship. The bandit destroyer saw the power of the reinforced main gun with a caliber of more than 300 millimeters, which was no worse than that of an old battleship. The Skynet computer can easily calculate the energy contained in the white light from the diameter and brightness of it.

Looking at the data of the main gun that jumped on the screen, Moore had a hard time believing that it was fired by a destroyer.

Compared with the warships of the same level as the bandit army, "the Western Covenant Expulsion is completely at a disadvantage."

Whether it is the firepower, defense, speed, agility of the battleship itself, or the tactics and positional coordination between the battleships, "the two sides are obviously not on the same level."

And on the other side, not far away, a bandit flotilla consisting of two cruisers and four destroyers had already intervened after shelling a group of troubled battleships of the Western Covenant. The route they sailed was so clear and so deadly in the chaos of warships.

Moore didn't have to look any further to know that when this bandit fleet moved sideways to the left flank of the five Western warships entangled by two bandit destroyers, it was the time when these Western warships were destroyed.

He also knew that if he was standing on a high command platform on the battlefield that was changing rapidly at that time. I may never want to see the tactical intentions of this bandit fleet that suddenly plugged in. It was only in the video playback, which had been organized, analyzed, and annotated after the war, that he could clearly see the trajectory of the fleet.

It was a red thread that snaked on the virtual screen. From the periphery, he calmly passed through the gap that was pulled apart by other bandit warships, and cut all the way to the center. As the bandit battleship formations approached along the lines, the surrounding battleships of the Western Covenant had either just been pulled out of position or had just hit their guns.

And this line is only one of the countless interlocking lines in the tactical coordination of the bandits. Countless threads form a giant meat grinder, coldly churning the Western Recon fleet into a pulp.

The three of them looked at the screen quietly, and after a long time, Moore took a deep breath and said to Sober: "General, in my opinion, the combat effectiveness of the bandit army has surpassed that of any ace army in the world. Their only weakness "may be their strength......

Sober was silent. After a long while, he half-squinted his eyes and nodded thoughtfully: "That's right, this is their only weakness.

As he spoke, he turned his head to look at Moore, and suddenly said, "If I tell you that there is also an artificial intelligence in the bandit army, do you believe it......?"

This sentence was like a bomb, and Moore was stunned.

The young round-faced staff officer stared blankly at Sober with wide eyes. In my mind, the precise tactical coordination and line of the bandit warship formation instantly appeared. At the same time, he remembered the seemingly clueless conversation between Sober and the little girl when he first walked into the office.

He bowed his head.

The pretty little girl quietly looked up at him.

In my ears, it was Sober's voice echoing.

"This is no ordinary war. However, no matter how special a war is, there is always a place, a time or a certain person, that is the key to it......"

"And the key to this battle is to defeat the bandit army." Moore looked into the little girl's eyes and, unconsciously, took Sober's words.

He muttered: "We must do whatever it takes to destroy the enemy's left flank ......"