Chapter 2892: A Trick

Chapter 2892: A Trick

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"Report!" The soldier hurried over and whispered, "Captain, our energy ammunition is down to less than 10%, and all backup energy has been depleted. It’s estimated that we can last for a maximum of 10 minutes before the energy is completely exhausted."

"D*mn!!"

Boyd couldn’t help but curse quietly upon hearing the report.

He was just getting into the heat of things, and now you tell me there’s no more ammo?

This was ridiculous!

Jayne, who had also been enjoying himself, immediately lost half of his good mood upon hearing the news, muttering under his breath, "What’s going on with Collete? Hasn’t the supply material arrived yet... He’s been reliable all this time, why is he messing up at such a critical moment?"

"Send an urgent message to the ship, remind them to send another batch of combat supplies over, tell them it’s critical, a matter of life and death! They must send another batch of supplies no matter what!"

"Understood!"

At this point, that was the only thing they could do.

Boyd sighed inwardly. He understood the situation. The main battlefield was tight, and things weren’t going well there. Collete had a hard time juggling everything, and it would be impossible for him to send over a batch of firearms and supplies in the short term.

The two quickly discussed and decided to deal with the C-level insect nest first, and after that, temporarily stop the offensive, leaving the last 3% of ammunition reserves in case of emergencies.

Soon, with the C-level insect nest shattered under the beam weapon fire, the creep on the ground quickly retreated.

After the intense battle, the soldiers’ fatigue began to show, and they temporarily rested in place.

Before long, Fang Heng approached. He looked at the resting Federation soldiers and asked, "Tired?"

"Not exactly tired."

Jayne saw Fang Heng and walked over, shrugging helplessly. "We’ve all been trained. One shot of a potion and we can fight non-stop for twelve hours without a problem. But right now, we’ve run into some trouble."

"What kind of trouble?"

"Our ammunition has run out."

Boyd walked over as well and said, "Collete promised to send more, but it hasn’t arrived yet."

It wasn’t entirely Collete’s fault.

When the first transport ship came, the Federation forces brought a lot of supplies, including a large amount of ammunition. According to Collete’s preemptive calculations, even if they were attacked by the insect swarm, this batch of supplies would be enough for them to hold out until reinforcements arrived.

But unexpectedly...

Collete never imagined that several squads would take the initiative to deal with the insect nests outside.

Ammunition consumption increased several times.

"I see. Collete’s supply line ran into problems, and the materials can’t be transported over, right?"

Fang Heng understood immediately after hearing this.

Transporting supplies?

Coincidentally, this wasn’t something new to him.

The underground passages had already been dug, and the supplies were already on hand.

All they needed was to send over another batch of beam weapon materials.

Zombie clones could help with the transportation!

That said, he couldn’t just work for free...

He needed to figure out a way to get Collete to cough up more.

Fang Heng rubbed his chin, a hint of greed in his eyes.

...

Ship warehouse area.

Collete received the latest order from the captain via the remote information system.

"Fully assist Fang Heng in constructing the prism defensive line. Cut corners where possible, but if an emergency arises, reinforcements from all the Federation teams entering the ship can be mobilized."

"Ensure the construction of the prism defensive line is flawless!"

Collete wanted to cry.

Was there any hope of ensuring the construction was flawless in this situation?

Fang Heng and his team didn’t even have the ability to complete the mission!

Collete took a deep breath.

As a soldier, completing the mission was his first priority, and right now, he had to do everything in his power to help Fang Heng.

But...

The situation on the main battlefield was also grim.

All available forces had to be concentrated there.

"How much spare capacity do the transport ships have? I need to send a batch of war supplies to the temporary base."

"The last transport ship is heading to the main battlefield with urgent supplies. It won’t be available for at least two hours."

"Understood, arrange it immediately. All backup supplies, except for the front line, will be prioritized for the prism tower installation zone."

"Yes, understood!"

"Report!" A soldier hurried over and reported, "There’s new information from the prism installation zone."

Upon hearing the words "prism installation zone," Collete felt a sense of unease rise within him and said solemnly, "Speak."

"Lieutenant Boyd sent a message saying that the weapon ammunition is running low and that we need to send a new batch of supplies. It’s urgent, and they hope we can send a batch of combat weapons and ammunition over immediately."

What?

Collete froze upon hearing that.

Hadn’t the first batch of weapons and ammunition been sent over? And it was already used up so quickly?

Had they been attacked?

"Did the prism installation zone come under insect swarm attack?"

"The report didn’t mention it, so it seems it didn’t happen."

That was a relief.

Collete let out a sigh of relief.

If they had been attacked, they should have requested reinforcements, not more ammunition and weapons.

So why the urgency for more weapons and ammunition? Was it that they didn’t have enough of what was already delivered?

Could it be that...

They had gone out to actively fight the insect swarm?

"Also..." The soldier flipped through the information sheet in his hand and looked up. "Fang Heng asked us to purchase some spawn mining machinery for him."

"Mining machinery?"

Collete was even more confused.

The spawn mining machinery was really good—high efficiency—but it was extremely expensive and inconvenient to transport. It could easily be damaged during an attack.

So it wasn’t practical on the battlefield.

Collete rubbed his temples, thought for a moment, and said, "Fine, let’s temporarily allocate a batch of weapons and ammunition and send it to them urgently."

Just as he was speaking, a player suddenly reported, "Captain, Fang Heng is back!"

"Huh?"

Collete, hearing this, looked outside. He saw Fang Heng stepping onto an energy crystal hoverboard, walking out of the underground passage toward the ship.

This guy was back?

Collete’s heart stirred, and he immediately went to the deck to greet him.

"Fang Heng, what brings you here?"

"Heh, Sir Collete..."

Fang Heng smiled, looking quite friendly as he spoke. "I guess you must have an urgent batch of supplies to send to the prism defense line installation zone, right? I’m guessing your transport ships are running low on capacity, and you’re thinking of posting a mission to hire mercenaries to help with the transportation, right?"

Fang Heng’s smile couldn’t be held back.

"Haha..."

Collete was taken aback, then immediately realized what was happening. His face stiffened.

So, this whole "urgent need for supplies" thing was all just a setup by him? To come here and grab a piece of the Federation’s transportation mission contribution points?

Really?

Collete almost wanted to say, "I can give you the contribution points for free, but could you stop doing this to me?"

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