Chapter 782: Chapter 555 Colonelâs Arrangement
For Black, it was not that the natural electromagnetic shield would have any adverse effect on it, but under such circumstances, Mu Fan would lose his ability to act like a Heavenly Eye as he could on Blue Capital Star, which was covered by the Light Computer network.
Mu Fan would to a great extent lose help from Black. Unbeknownst to the other members of the Flying Dragon squadron, this assessment had coincidentally stripped Mu Fan of his greatest support.
Hearing Blackâs words, Mu Fan showed no particular expression. For him, the more extreme the environment, the more he needed his own strength. Wasnât that quite normal?
Black fell silent for a moment when it detected through the wristwatch that Mu Fanâs heartbeat didnât even show the slightest changeâŠ
Because Mu Fan didnât respond to it, Lord Black wondered how to proceed with the conversation.
âMu Fan, arenât you worried?â
âWorried about what?â At the moment, the solo flyer had entered the atmosphere and begun its rapid descent. Mu Fan tightly gripped the narrow cabin handle, his strong physique helping him avoid Blackâs scrutiny.
âArenât you panicked about being trapped in such a desperate situation?â Black tried to guide Mu Fanâs thoughts bit by bit.
âOh, not panicked.â
Black: âŠ
Then, Mu Fan suddenly felt a sense of grievance emanating from the intelligent life in his ears. Black, not willing to give up, continued to ask, âBut you wonât have the vision and intelligence I provide!â
âOh, Iâm used to it.â Mu Fan tightened his grip on the cabin handle. âIf I relied too heavily on external things, I probably would have died before even meeting you.â
In the virtual space inside the wristwatch, a giant wall of steel emerged in front of Black. Then its electronic eyes closed into a slit, as it started to bang its head against the wall.
Mu Fan had no idea about Blackâs frustration, but was contemplating what the real battlefield would be like.
Finally, just before the flyer crashed to the ground, Black laughed unabashedly, catching Mu Fanâs attention. After a cough, it said nonchalantly,
âHowever, Mu Fan, the situation may not be as bad as you imagine,â it coughed again. âAs long as there are electronic components, I can be anywhere! Like the encrypted communication channels of the military. This way, Iâm not useless, hahaha~~~â
âThis is indeedâŠâ
Boom!
The descending flyer landed heavily on the ground, causing Mu Fan, firmly secured in the pilot seat, to shudder intensely.
ââŠgood news.â
This flyer was by far the most user-unfriendly piece of equipment Mu Fan had ever experienced.
With a hiss, the cabin began to equalize pressure. Mu Fan put on his respirator and actively pushed open the hatch.
Inside the makeshift base of the 149th Division in the Tushan Battle Zone, Colonel Quinton sat alone in an anti-air bunker reinforced with tens of tons of steel. His greedy gaze was fixated on the light screen, listing the latest mining yield of the week and smuggled transactions with interstellar black market traders conducted by his private troops.
âSo what if I got in through the back door? So what if I canât fight? If I were as good as the rest of you at fighting, Iâd be dead by now or on my way to die in some new war zone.â
âHmph, someone dared to sneak information to the Military Department, but do you think this is a fully developed planet? Without proper communication, do you think you can send out intelligence? Or do you think youâre more important than the silver and gold I sent out? RidiculousâŠâ
âWhich unit in the troops stationed on Planet E73 is clean? Oh, right, except for that old-fashioned, stubborn fool.â
At this thought, Quinton scratched his chin and had a flash of insight: âRight, isnât the Fremont Trading Group from the Hinchlo Business Alliance in need of high-quality rare earths? And that foolâs controlled territory just happens to have it!â
âThat meansâŠâ Remembering the Sky Communication he received earlier, a gleam of cunning flashed in Quintonâs eyes.
Drip, drip, drip.
This was the dedicated wired communicator for the secret chamber, which the aide had long become accustomed to his style.
âWhat is it?â Mu Fan answered the Sky Communication, his voice laced with irritation.
âReporting, sir, a flying vehicle just landed 3 kilometers east of the base. According to signal identification, it comes from the higher echelons of the Military Department. Based on your requirements, the area with the highest mortality rate right now is the Tushan West Valley War Zone. If you have no further instructions, I will arrange for it to go there.â Through the secret channel, the aide was conducting a routine personnel allocation report.
No one saw the sly smile that crossed Mu Fanâs face at that moment.
Just what I was thinking ofâŠ
âCancel that arrangement. Is the Fire Hills area not under the jurisdiction of Colonel Liang Chuanâs frontline garrison?â
The aide sounded startled, but quickly responded, âYes, it falls under the 27th Infantry Battalion of the 104th Division, commanded by Colonel Liang Chuan. In the last month, Fire Hills has seen conflict five times, less than the eight times in Tushan West Valley, making it a moderately intense region. It borders the area garrisoned by our division.â
âI seem to recall that the troops stationed in the Fire Hills had sent out several requests for reinforcements, hadnât they?â
This time, the aide hesitated for a few seconds, probably recalling the events, but quickly replied, âYes, sir, about a week ago, Fire Hills requested reinforcements from us, regarding equipment and supplies, but we did not respond to them at the time.â
âThen I remembered correctly⊠Heh heh, do thisâarrange for two supply trucks, ten Exoskeleton Armors, five hundred battery units, a hundred and fifty Pulse Rifles, four boxes of standard ammunition, and then send them a weekâs rations for a hundred men.â
âAh? Colonel Mu Fan, are we providing supply support to the Fire Hills area? Our warriors need those supplies just as much.â
âYes, weâre going to support them, and then have that youngster who just arrived take care of delivering the supplies. Of course, he doesnât need to come back after that. He can familiarize himself with military life just as well over there.â
Holding the Sky Communication in his hand, Mu Fanâs gaze was fixed on the light screen in front of him, showing the purchase prices of high-quality rare earth metals. The sight of the string of numbers brought a flash of greed to his face.
You canât get output without input. Now that youâre here, you might as well play your part to the fullest.
With this, his plan seemed ready to unfold perfectly.
The Military Department sent significant reinforcements, increasing the offensive capabilities in the Fire Hills area, creating a breach, tearing through the defenses of the Gardot Frontier Army.
Likely, the troops stationed in Fire Hills wouldnât have time to react.
Then with the message clarified, he would strike immediately, replacing the friendly forces to seize control of the areaâit was simplyâŠ
Perfect!
He now suddenly felt that the rookie the higher echelons had sent him was a gift from heaven.
As to whether he was a relative of some big shot, he simply didnât believe it.
If it was a relative, they certainly wouldnât send him to the front lines.
Even if it was indeed a relative, who could be blamed if he died?
Without advance notice, how could there be no casualties in battle?
Within the thick anti-air raid chamber, Colonel Mu Fan let out a burst of hearty, satisfied laughter.
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