One hundred and eighty-six, stealing beams and changing pillars (1)
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The Gruchist system, the planet Bellinger, a transport ship Olympia, is slowly approaching the atmosphere of the blue-green planet.
"Belinger Spaceport Control Center, here is the transport ship Olympia, asking for permission to land."
"Olympia, request received, we're verifying your codes and sailing plans, please wait." An officer from the control center politely replied in a slightly hoarse voice.
"Understood, please hurry, we're nearly ten minutes late, and some people will feel a little impatient."
"Yes, we'll do it as soon as possible."
Communication was temporarily interrupted, and on the bridge of the Olympia, a slightly old voice asked in a soft, uneasy voice, "There will be no problem." β
The captain of the Olympia looked behind him and replied casually, "No, doctor, don't worry, I've seen too much, it's just a routine......"
"Yes." The owner of the voice thought a little self-deprecatingly, I really have too much worry, probably because I have been engaged in technology and research for too long, and these normal entry procedures have become a little unfamiliar, or am I too nervous? Such an exciting and thrilling action seems to be really not suitable for the old man to do, he looked at the young man next to him who seemed to be nothing......
The silence continued, and the officer reappeared on the screen, saying in his still hoarse voice, "Olympia, your code has been verified, continue your current course." Landing on Landing Platform 1, they have been waiting for a long time. Complete. β
"Thanks, Control, over."
The captain cut off the communication and said to the people behind him, "Look, it's all right, but. Captain. Doctor. It's time for you to get down to the hold, keep quiet, and I'll let you go. β
"Well, I hope all goes well, and I hope that the lad's plan doesn't go wrong, or else, Captain Turner. We're going to die......" grunted Dr. Lipman as he turned and walked out of the bridge.
"No, Doctor, you and our chief have had a very successful cooperation, and you are less confident than I am? I believe in the Lieutenant Colonel, he sent us out on a mission, not for us to die. β
"It's not a question of confidence or disbelief, it's tension, Captain. Let me tell you this. Although I am much older than you, I am the first time I have done such a mission, unlike you, who often do these special missions. Of course I can trust you, sir, so I would feel more at ease if he could be here instead of staying on the Archangel number...... Alas, as soon as people are nervous, they even talk more. β
"Understandable, Doctor, actually, our chief would like to come, but he is an ace starfighter pilot, wouldn't it be a waste of talent to let him change his career to this kind of mission? Besides, if we have to work on his mastery, then where do we put ourselves? It's also a storm commando, and it's all shameful, and it's going to be a laughing stock for the whole fleet......"
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On the bridge of the Archangel, Risson, who had been walking around in a state of flux, stopped, looked up at the time, and muttered, "That's about the time." β
"There's nothing you can do now, and even if there's a problem, they're all on their own," Yao comforted softly, her voice tactful but ruthlessly telling the truth.
"I know," Risen sat down helplessly, it was quiet on the bridge, everyone was waiting for the news to come back, was it good news? Or bad news?
This is the first step of the life-and-death line operation, and it is also the most critical step, everything is difficult at the beginning, only by successfully completing this critical step, can the next stage of the operation be carried out, he knows, now, not only he is waiting, the fifth independent mobile fleet is waiting, all the friendly forces involved in the life-and-death line operation, the Alliance Council, Mrs. Elmeda, etc., everyone is waiting patiently......
He had personally participated in such special operations before, and he had experienced them firsthand, and he seemed to be able to sense the nervousness of Dr. Lippmann and the technicians, just by the way they were on their way. It's just that he didn't expect that not only the participants in the operation would be nervous, but even the taste of waiting was so difficult, he now faintly regretted it, he knew that he should have insisted on participating in person, with him participating, I believe that it can more or less alleviate some of the doctor's nervousness, and he can also avoid enjoying the long ordeal.
Risen was under more psychological pressure than the others, he knew that he had the greatest responsibility for the failure of the plan, and although others were involved in the development of the plan, and although the Council and Mrs. Almeda also signed the plan and gave the green light, in fact, the plan of action was still completed under his leadership, and now, the first step, the most important step, of the plan, he was not there.
"I'll go out and let me know if there's any news." He finally stood up and said.
"Risen ......"
, Fei Ren, I'm just outside the bridge, just trying to walk. He said
Standing in front of the porthole, he sighed, no matter what, he can't do Tarzan collapse in front of him without changing his color, perhaps, he is still too young, he has grown too fast, too smooth, almost never encountered any setbacks, usually maybe nothing, but once he encounters a real test, the pressure is great, he can feel that he still lacks that calm and calm kung fu......
He cast his gaze outboard, the fleet was currently hidden in a nebula, and outside the porthole was a gray penetrating interstellar cloud, faint but like a lighthouse on the coast that would never be extinguished, in the chaotic darkness, showing the direction of the voyagers, sending them hope and a future......
Slowly, he gradually gathered his impetuous mind, and in the face of the faint starlight, the line of life and death - this was completely the details of the plan he proposed, and the scenes appeared in front of his eyes:
First of all, the information on the maintenance components of the Trident main gun, after the alliance intelligence system searched for this information at full speed, he learned that these maintenance components were produced by the KDD Defense Systems Weapons Workshop on the planet Belinger in the Gruchist system, due to the special specifications, so the KDD company.:.The spare parts for the Trident main gun were shipped to the Pearl Harbor base as soon as they were produced, and the successive accidents that led to the problems of the Trident main gun depleted the few spare parts in stock at the Pearl Harbor base. The commander of the Pearl Harbor base had no choice but to open a list of places and asked KDD to produce and deliver the repair components of the damaged equipment listed in the list as soon as possible.
In the end, the hapless commander could only ask KDD to deliver the relevant spare parts according to the list again, and KDD was forced to force its employees to work overtime again (really tired), which gave the rebel allies the necessary time to prepare.
According to the plan, after the production of all spare parts is completed, a Reich FΓΌhrer-class fast battleship will be responsible for transporting them, and the Imperial base on the nearby route will send a large number of starfighters to escort them along the way, including the Super Banshee starfighter with considerable space jumping ability.
Risen knows very well that once these repair components are transported to the battleships of the Empire, they will hardly be able to do anything, not to mention that the cost of attacking it is huge, even if it can sink it, it will also alarm the Imperial authorities, and the plan to attack Pearl Harbor will inevitably be forced to be abandoned, and KDD Company, as an important weapons production workshop of the Empire, is undoubtedly extremely vigilant, and it is almost impossible to penetrate and start, so the best time is to leave the workshop after the production of these components, but before they are transported to the Imperial battleships, In between brief moments, although security precautions will also be taken, relatively speaking, they are the most lax and have the most opportunities to start.
Unfortunately for the Empire, the transport ship responsible for transporting the repair components to the Imperial battleship, the Olympia, and her captain happened to be from the Resistance League, and most of the crew had already been replaced by the Alliance's own people.......
A smile slowly appeared on his face, yes, it's really unfortunate for the Empire, but even if the captain of the transport ship in charge of transportation is not his own person, he has a plan to replace him with someone from the Alliance, or with a transport ship captained by the Alliance's own people, the intelligence organization of the Alliance still infiltrated some key positions, but the specific situation is not clear and does not understand, it is the business of the intelligence authorities, he only knows that a senior official of the intelligence system promised in front of Mrs. Ahmeda, Fortunately, the imperial authorities have no eyes, which cheapens him and saves the alliance a lot of trouble, and those backup plans seem to be useless.
"Calm down now?" A beautiful voice came from behind him.
"Sonia." Ruissen said in surprise, "When did you get behind me, why didn't you say a word?" β
"I'm here early, I don't want to disturb your thinking, Fei Lun is a little worried about you, but she can't walk away as a captain for the time being, so I'll take a look, but it seems that you don't need my help anymore."
"Of course not now, but ten minutes ago, I might have asked you for a cigarette." Risen said with a smile.
"Smoke? You're under a lot of pressure," the girl chuckled, knowing that Risen never touched a cigarette, "and now?" β
"Now?" Resson smirked and hugged Sonia and forced a hard kiss on her cheek, "I just want to have a drink with you." "Hey...... Ay...... Wait a minute...... Risson, you..... Where do you put your hands......"