Chapter 7 The Major Is Gone (Please Read! Please Collect!)

Perhaps because of the emergency, Major Mars did not even notice that Commander Adam's wording was actually a bit strange.

He did not pause and answered at a faster speed:

"It was an informant under my command who learned from an Imperial spy lurking in the base."

"Imperial spy?"

"Yes, it's Captain Valla Margaret in the base hospital. We have locked this person a long time ago."

After hearing Major Mars' answer, Commander Adam did not respond immediately.

He sat up straight from the back of the chair, leaning forward on the desk, with his hands folded under his nose.

At a perfect angle, the indoor light reflected on the lens above Commander Adam's nose.

At this time when human body modification technology has been very advanced, there is actually no human eyeball that will have symptoms of myopia or hyperopia.

So the handmade gold-rimmed glasses that Commander Adam wore were just a decoration purely to reflect his wealth.

And now, the reflection of this decoration perfectly covered Commander Adam's eyes.

It was difficult for Major Mars, who was standing in front of the desk, to observe his eyes for a while.

"If the intelligence is true, the Empire will definitely not just make a small move for this unilateral violation of the peace treaty."

"We will face a large-scale raid, and the planetary garrison fleet alone cannot withstand the Empire's attack."

"According to the normal plan, we should issue early warnings to other planets and even neighboring galaxies, and immediately recall the mobile fleet to participate in the near-Earth orbit defense operation."

Commander Adam spoke out his analysis and plan in an orderly manner.

Major Mars couldn't help but nod slightly after listening. At least the "pig commander" in front of him was not completely useless.

"Because the information you provided only came from an informant, and it came from the mouth of an imperial spy."

"Normally, we should do our best to verify the authenticity of this information."

Commander Adam's words paused for a moment. Taking advantage of this brief pause, Major Mars also took over and planned to continue speaking.

"This is also the second thing I want to report, I am ready"

But before he finished speaking, he was interrupted.

"But we don't have to verify it, Major Mars."

"Commander Adam, what do you mean?"

Major Mars asked with some confusion.

"Because this information is true, the Empire's Eighth Expeditionary Strike Group will launch a surprise attack three days later, at 23:00 local time."

After hearing these words, the intelligence chief on Robert 4 immediately realized something.

His eyes widened in disbelief, and he was about to say something.

But he found that an index finger was already touching his right temple.

Behind him, there was another figure.

"Wait. When?!"

"A high-level psyker?!"

This was the last thought in Major Mars' mind.

The next moment, an invisible energy directly ravaged his brain.

And in a thousandth of a millisecond, it overloaded his central nervous system.

Major Mars' originally clear eyes gradually became dull, and he stood there like a wooden man who had lost his soul.

Behind him, the air twisted unnaturally.

After a faint blue light flashed in the shape of a honeycomb, a figure in a one-piece combat uniform appeared out of thin air behind the major.

"The plan is starting to deviate from the original track, Adam."

A synthesized voice came from under the visor of the senior psychic.

He retracted his right hand that was touching the major's temple, and the latter remained motionless like a puppet.

"This round of mind control was originally intended for Dallas, but now I have to use it in advance."

"I can't use your psychic recovery room. I can't start mind control again within three days."

Although it was a synthesized voice, Commander Adam could still feel the dissatisfaction of the senior psychic in front of him.

"Don't be so nervous, everything is still under our control."

He raised his fat and bloated hands and made a "relax" gesture.

"Mind-controlling Dallas was originally just an auxiliary plan. Now that this plan has failed, let's skip it."

"Tomorrow I will still sign the order to start the "Meteor" exercise. The main mobile forces on this planet will gather in several predetermined exercise areas."

As if the problem had been perfectly solved, Commander Adam found a comfortable position to lean back on the chair again, and his originally frowned brows had loosened.

"These positions have been provided to you a long time ago. When the time comes, just let the fleet "clean up the ground" directly."

"Even if Dallas can survive three days later and organize a defense, it can't change the overall situation. The difference in military strength is too great."

He picked up the still steaming red tea and blew it gently.

"It's nothing more than a few more dead soldiers."

Although he was extremely dissatisfied with the attitude of the "pig" in front of him, the high-level agent "Tail Needle" who belonged to the Empire's "Star Dragon Fang" Psychic Action Group and specialized in special operations behind enemy lines still suppressed his unhappiness.

After all, the other party is a senior federal officer who was finally persuaded by the Empire to defect, and he is the most powerful person in this base.

This time, the Empire has been preparing for a long time, and the cooperation of the other party is still needed.

Moreover, the order issued by the superior is to let him lurk in the base during this period and do his best to assist the other party.

"So, how do you plan to let me deal with the rebellious 'chicken'?"

'Tail Needle' moved his neck, and several assassination plans have already formed in his mind.

"Don't worry about him, he won't cause any trouble."

Commander Adam's tone was somewhat relaxed, and he didn't seem to care about Amber's betrayal at all.

"And the communication center is Dallas's people, and it will be difficult for me to mobilize them at that time, so when Margaret attacks the communication center, this 'chicken' will still be useful."

"Are you kidding me?"

Commander Adam's words directly made 'Tail Needle' laugh.

"A defected imperial spy, why do you expect him to help us storm the communications center?"

"Oh~ Don't get excited Mr. Tail Needle, I know you are very professional in special operations, but it is obvious that you don't understand people's hearts very well."

Commander Adam smiled, not caring about the anger that was obviously suppressed in the other's tone.

"There is still some time now, I can tell you my inference, maybe you will agree with my idea after listening to it."