From cannon fodder to sweeping across thousands of stars

Chapter 49 Task Force in Action

After the reorganized team was completed within the specified time, they found an open space outside the village based on Amber's suggestion.

Then the dead soldiers and the Imperial soldiers that could be found were stacked separately, and then quickly cremated with plasma grenades.

This is what Amber can think of so far, which is a more appropriate way to dispose of the remains.

Although it is okay to dig a hole and bury it.

But based on the long-standing conflicts between villagers, the federal government and the military, Amber is still worried that the graves of these soldiers will be dug up by some radical villagers to vent their anger.

Although there are indeed a lot of scum among the administrative agencies and military on this planet.

But for this mistake, Amber didn't want the soldiers she brought to bear the responsibility.

Under the indifferent eyes of the villagers, several soldiers collected the 'ashes' of the fallen soldiers.

The high-temperature plasma fireball exploded by the plasma grenade burned these remains into a shape similar to glass slag.

As for the remains of the imperial soldiers, Amber had them scattered directly in the field where they had just fought.

"Now that you're here and can't leave, let's rest in peace on the final battlefield."

After saying this, Amber, who confirmed that all personnel and materials had been loaded into the truck, gave the order to set off.

The convoy quickly formed a 'long snake formation' and drove out of the village.

Due to the conversation they had just had in the village, the atmosphere between Amber and Isabel was a little delicate at the moment.

To be precise, the latter didn't know what to say to Amber for a while.

This atmosphere made Major Randall, who was riding in the same car with them, always feel a little embarrassed.

This naval lieutenant commander, who had an unruly lifestyle, loved playing in flowers, and was regarded as a "love veteran" by his colleagues, naturally imagined the scene of an awkward relationship between lovers.

Thinking of this, the naval lieutenant commander, who considered himself a superior and an elder, felt that he should say something at this time.

"Hey, based on my experience, 90% of fights between couples are unnecessary."

The atmosphere in the car suddenly became more awkward.

Perhaps due to the changing tide, Amber and the others, who fought many battles in a short period of time, did not encounter any more battles after leaving the village.

Guided by the alternate reconnaissance of several drones and the updated enemy-friendly situation map, Amber commanded the convoy to successfully 'stealth' for three days by day and night.

Finally, they broke through the encirclement of the imperial troops in this area and arrived at the outskirts of this large battlefield.

Although they are not completely out of danger yet, they will encounter other imperial troops if they continue to move forward.

But at least now, Amber and the others still have a chance to breathe.

Since Robert IV is a purely agricultural planet, everything on the planet prioritizes large-scale agricultural production activities.

Therefore, except for the cities that have developed around several large transportation hubs, airports and ports responsible for transshipment, other human gathering places operate in the form of villages and small towns.

To a certain extent, this sparsely populated situation actually made it easier for Amber and the others to maintain concealment during maneuvers.

The convoy finally reached the last waypoint currently set by Amber, which was a transfer center on the plains.

Originally, this transshipment center was responsible for the transportation of a large amount of nearby farmland output.

But after the Empire launched a raid, the transit center came to a standstill.

As the war progressed, the person in charge of the transfer center and the entire team did not know where they had gone.

After finding the transfer center, Amber first repeatedly confirmed that there were no signs of imperial troop activity in the surrounding area, and then let the reconnaissance drone fly back and forth several times.

In the end, he took action in person, driving the optical stealth and sneaking into the transfer center alone for a walk.

After confirming that there were no ghosts inside the transfer center, the large troops were allowed to move in.   And through the extremely high operating authority of psychic agents over civilian facilities during wartime, Amber quickly restored the basic operation of this transfer center.

Like a bunch of piglets waiting to be fed, the convoy rushed towards the charging area of ​​the transfer center.

In the transportation fleet, the three tank trucks responsible for transporting oil can only replenish fuel.

But for these hybrid vehicles, it is undoubtedly a waste to use fuel to generate electricity when there is a charging interface.

In addition to energy replenishment for vehicles and equipment, Amber's biggest reason for choosing this transfer center as a location was that it has a relatively large employee bathhouse.

Neither he nor the other soldiers under his command had the time to take a shower after fighting continuously and running away for several days.

For these tired soldiers, a hot bath can definitely provide relief both physically and mentally to a great extent.

By the way, it can also give these soldiers a slight boost in morale.

As for the only woman in the team, Isabel, who had long wanted to take a bath, her eyes lit up when she saw this bathhouse.

However, she still waited patiently until everyone had finished taking a bath before sneaking to the bathhouse alone.

And called Amber to help her guard the door.

"No, you just take a shower. What do you mean by pulling me over but not letting me in?"

Amber was a little dissatisfied with Isabel's request.

He felt that since he had already come, it would be reasonable for him to go in and wash it together, right?

In response, Isabel rolled her eyes and walked into the shower room with a graceful figure.

The awkward atmosphere between the two was completely resolved by this joke.

Just as Amber was standing outside the door of the single room, listening to the "Beauty Shower" behind her, looking at the tactical map and thinking about the next move.

In the edge area of ​​the galaxy where Robert 4 is located, a federal fleet is gathering in deep space.

Judging from the numbers and emblems of these ships, some of them are from the planetary defense fleet, some are from the mobile fleet of Robert's system, and some are from the deep space cruise fleet that happens to be nearby.

None of the fleets that came to join were fully equipped. Their common feature was that there were still a lot of battle traces on the external armor.

Some ships even made temporary "patches" after breaking a big hole and came to assemble.

On a 'monster-class' battleship in the center of this mixed fleet, the commanders of the various fleets who had ferried over via traffic boats had gathered together.

"Since you are able to respond to my call and come here, it means that you and the soldiers under your command are not cowards."

The initiator of the assembly, the nearly 60-year-old Commodore Duwell, commander of the Robert Galaxy Mobile Fleet, looked at the commanders of each fleet in the conference room and spoke slowly.

"The Star Dragon Empire unilaterally tore up the peace agreement and shamelessly launched a war of aggression against us. As soldiers of the Federation, we must not sit back and wait for death, let alone retreat."

"I don't know when the main fleet will arrive, but we have to fire the first shot of the counterattack. Even if we just deal with the enemy's fleet, it is better than escaping to the edge of the galaxy and surviving!"

Duwell looked at the fleet commanders around him who were nodding in response, calmed down his excitement a little, and continued:
  "At the same time, we must not forget the hero who warned us! Without his warning at the critical moment, we would not have been able to save so many battleships and assemble them!"

"Robert IV is the key target of the Star Dragon Empire's fleet, so our hero will most likely die for the country."

"Here I propose! Before the war meeting is officially held, observe a minute of silence for this hero!"

"agree!"

"agree!"

"Seconded!"

(End of this chapter)