Chapter 49 The Task Force in Action

After the reorganized team was ready within the specified time, they found an open space outside the village according to Amber's suggestion.

Then they piled up the dead soldiers and the imperial soldiers they could find, and then cremated them quickly with plasma grenades.

This is also the most appropriate way to deal with the remains that Amber can think of at present.

Although digging a pit to bury them is fine.

But based on the long-standing conflicts between the villagers and 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 in the administrative agencies and the military on this planet.

But Amber does not want the soldiers she brought to bear the responsibility for this mistake.

Under the indifferent eyes of the villagers, several soldiers collected the "ashes" of these dead soldiers.

The high-temperature plasma fireballs exploded from the plasma grenades burned these remains into a form similar to glass slag.

As for the remains of the imperial soldiers, Amber had them scattered directly in the field where the battle had just taken place.

"Since we are here and can't leave, let's rest in peace on the last battlefield."

After saying this, Amber, who confirmed that all the personnel and supplies had been loaded, issued the order to set off.

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

Due to the conversation just now in the village, the atmosphere between Amber and Isabel was a little subtle at the moment.

To be precise, it was the latter who 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, who had a rather undisciplined lifestyle and loved playing in the flowers, and was regarded as a "love veteran" by his colleagues, naturally imagined the scene of a couple quarreling.

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

"Hey, according to my experience, 90% of the quarrels between couples are unnecessary."

The atmosphere in the car suddenly became more awkward.

Perhaps it was a matter of time. Amber and his team, who had fought many battles in a short period of time, did not encounter any more battles after leaving the village.

Under the guidance of several drones' alternating reconnaissance and updated enemy and friendly situation maps, Amber commanded the convoy to successfully "stealth" for three days.

Finally, they broke through the encirclement of the imperial forces in this area and came to the periphery of this large battlefield.

Although they have not completely escaped the threat, they will encounter other imperial forces if they continue to move forward.

But at least now, Amber and his team have gained a chance to breathe.

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

So except for several large transportation hubs, airports and ports responsible for transportation, other human settlements are operated in the form of villages and towns.

To a certain extent, this sparsely populated situation actually facilitates Amber and his team to maintain concealment during the maneuver.

The convoy finally drove to the last path point currently set by Amber, which is a transfer center on the plain.

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

But after the Empire launched a surprise attack, the transfer center was shut down.

As the war progressed, the person in charge of the transfer center and the entire team disappeared.

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

Finally, he personally took action and drove an optical stealth to sneak into the transfer center alone and strolled around.

After confirming that there was no ghost in the transfer center, he let the large troops in.

And through the extremely high operating authority of psychic agents for civilian facilities in wartime, Amber quickly restored the basic operation of the transfer center.

The convoy also rushed to the charging area of ​​the transfer center like a group of hungry piglets.

In the transport convoy, the three tankers responsible for transporting fuel can only refuel.

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

In addition to the energy replenishment of vehicles and equipment, the biggest reason why Amber chose this transfer center as her base was that it had a relatively large employee bathhouse.

Whether it was him or other soldiers under his command, they had no time to take a shower after fighting and running for several days.

For these tired soldiers, a hot bath can definitely relieve their physical and mental fatigue to a great extent.

It can also help these soldiers regain some morale.

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

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

And called Amber to help her guard the door.

"No, you can take a bath if you want to. What's the meaning of pulling me over and not letting me in?"

Amber was a little dissatisfied with Isabel's request.

He felt that since he was here, it was reasonable for him to go in and take a bath together, right?

In response, Isabel rolled her eyes, and then walked into the shower room with a swaying 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!"