Chapter 8 The Storm Is Coming (Please Read! Please Bookmark!)

"First, he is an Imperial spy, and then a traitor."

Commander Adam's tone was confident, and he seemed to have already sketched out a portrait of Amber, an Imperial traitor, in his mind.

"So he knows very well how the Empire treats defectors, especially after knowing that the Empire is about to launch a raid."

Hearing this, 'Tail Needle' nodded thoughtfully.

"I seem to understand what you mean, so he doesn't dare to reveal his identity as a traitor now"

"Yes, I guess this traitor is actually in a wait-and-see state now."

Commander Adam snapped his fingers.

"If the Federation survives the raid, then he will stand on the side of the Federation without hesitation."

"But if the Empire successfully completes the raid and destroys the Federation's resistance on this planet, then he has never defected."

After saying this, Commander Adam smiled and looked at 'Tail Needle' and stopped talking.

"Hmph, he has a good plan."

The synthesized voice of 'Tail Needle' still carries a hint of disdain, "So how do you plan to deal with it?"

"Naturally, let this 'chicken' play its greatest value."

"Willn't your men cooperate with him and Margaret by then? When they successfully destroy the communication center, just kill them directly."

Commander Adam made a gesture of wiping his neck.

"You mean, Margaret will also be killed?"

"That's right, as a senior undercover agent, she failed to discover the defection of the imperial spy, which is a dereliction of duty."

As if he noticed that 'Tail Needle' was a little hesitant, Commander Adam added another sentence.

"Besides, isn't she from the princess's side? Isn't your regent already at odds with the princess's camp?"

Hearing Commander Adam's question, the expression on 'Tail Needle''s face changed for a while, but fortunately the full-coverage mask helped him cover it up.

Being commented on his country's 'factional struggle' by a traitor from the Federation, 'Tail Needle' still felt a little strange and uncomfortable.

But he had to admit that the fat pig in front of him was right.

As the contemporary emperor got older, his ability to control the empire had reached an extremely low level.

As a result, the struggle between the regent and the princess's respective camps began to intensify.

The purges, assassinations, and sabotage activities between each other have become more and more frequent.

This raid on the Federation, which will be launched in three days, has been unanimously approved by the Imperial Parliament.

But everyone with a discerning eye knows that the 'Princess Party' and the 'Regent Party', which each occupy half of the parliament, want to gain a higher reputation in this war.

And then have more bargaining chips in the 'throne battle' that may come in the future.

And the Regent almost completely controls all intelligence agencies except the ‘Naval Intelligence Department’.

As a member of the ‘Star Dragon Fang’, ‘Tail Needle’ has actually been forced to stand on the side of the Regent.

Therefore, he really can’t let go of this opportunity to ‘reasonably’ deal with the princess’s forces.

“I understand, I’ll go make arrangements.”

As he spoke, ‘Tail Needle’ tilted his head towards Major Mars.

“How to deal with this guy?”

“Send him back to his own room. It will be too late for others to find out what’s wrong anyway.”

‘Tail Needle’ didn’t reply. As a honeycomb-shaped blue light flashed across his combat uniform, his figure completely disappeared into the air.

The next second, the sluggish Major Mars raised his hand and saluted awkwardly like a puppet.

Then, he left the office with a slightly stiff posture.

"This mind control can't be perfect."

Looking at the somewhat clumsy posture of 'Major Mars', Commander Adam, who was slumped in the chair, raised his eyebrows.

"But it's only for these three days, it's enough to cover it up."

In the officers' restaurant, Amber's 'peerless face' directly hit other male officers with a wave of dimensionality reduction.

And the female officers were dazzled one by one.

In just a moment, Amber found that there were a lot of private messages on her personal terminal.

Some euphemistically said 'handsome guy, let's make friends'.

Some directly said 'handsome guy, please date'.

There are even direct 'artillery battle applications'

This made Amber sigh that her face might also deserve the title of 'succubus'.

Although it caused a little disturbance, Amber had to admit that she was really good at creating atmosphere in Dallas.

After a short lunch, the gap between Amber, the "psychic agent", and other officers had narrowed a lot.

Although many people were still wary, they would at least take the initiative to talk to him.

After lunch, others still had to run around several departments and wait for the final assignment.

Amber, who had already completed the assignment, said goodbye to everyone and returned to her apartment.

Thinking of the previous "contact" with Margaret and the "secret talk" with Major Mars.

Amber suddenly felt that this Robert IV landing battle might not be that simple.

It's even possible that it won't follow the trajectory of history as he knows it.

With a mess in her mind, Amber walked to the window of the apartment.

In order to facilitate emergency dispatch, the location of the officer's apartment and the soldier's dormitory are not far from the warehouse and the Gnaku.

Amber looked through the window into the distance and could directly see HCP Gnaku at Yassin Base.

At present, several federal HCPs painted in gray spots are walking out of the Gnaku and heading into the distance under the guidance of several ground crew members waving light sticks.

HCP, short for ‘Humanoid Common Combat Platform’.

This kind of humanoid machine with an average height of 8-9 meters is an indispensable part of the armed forces of various human forces.

Although at the beginning, the predecessor of HCP was humanoid engineering machinery in outer space.

In fact, it is a platform that facilitates human beings to carry out engineering activities in the universe.

Asteroid exploration, ship search and rescue, engineering maintenance, spaceport porter.

These tasks are its original purpose.

With the help of ‘on-demand control system’ and ‘dynamic mass automatic balance control’.

It is like an enlarged human being equipped with a large number of posture nozzles, which can flexibly complete a series of tasks in outer space.

As the miniaturization of fusion reactors and superconducting battery packs becomes more and more mature, plasma propulsion array technology is decentralized from space battleships and is widely used.

The 'outer space humanoid construction machinery' that was about to be eliminated has a second life.

Stronger power, longer working hours, and more flexible mobility

In addition, under modularization, stronger environmental and task adaptability makes the name of "universal" more and more worthy of its name.

Then, humans, a warlike race, naturally developed its military use.

HCP was born.