Resurrection Empire

Thirty seconds before Ding Canghai discovered the anomaly, Ren Zhong was chatting with Sun Ai.

Sun Ai said: "According to your request, I suspended the automatic time synchronization function of Ding Canghai's watch, and focused on monitoring the timeline of the Third Reconnaissance Army. I used the time difference in their reconstruction of the frontline information flow communication network to calculate a strange The data. There is a problem with the transmission speed of the information flow, and the data does not match."

Ren Zhong: "How to say?"

"After calculation, the transmission speed of information flow on the Third Fleet is approximately ten light years per second. But when I just set off from the Source Star, I tried to communicate with Nanjiu Star, and the information fed back to me by Nanjiu Star was at 0.404 Arriving in seconds. At that time, the distance between the two parties was approximately 4 light years. If the current measured speed is used, the time difference should obviously be 0.8 seconds, which is contradictory. There is only one explanation, the information flow from the Source Star to the South Nine Star There are two speeds. One is 10 light years per second, and the other is 1,000 light years per second. The dividing line between the two speeds is exactly 2 light years away from the source star."

Ren Zhong frowned and began to think deeply.

The information flow that exceeds the speed of light should be deeper than the underlying depth of the basic force of weak electric interaction.

He couldn't even figure out how weak electric interactions could be tampered with, let alone what kind of force could silently change the speed of information flow. .

The amazing thing is that although he still knows nothing about it, he has imagined such a scene in his mind.

The source star galaxy hangs quietly in space.

A transparent sphere with a radius of 2 light-years envelopes the galaxy, separating this space from the vast universe outside.

"2 light years, the radius of the sun's observable gravitational influence is approximately 2 light years. The mass of the source sun is close to that of the sun, so the gravitational range should be consistent. There is a force shrouding this 2 light year radius, It even changes the transmission speed of information flow. What is the power? What is the purpose? What is the significance? Is it a naturally occurring cosmic phenomenon or man-made?"

Ren Zhong pondered this in his heart.

Then, he issued a new order to Sun Ai, "Xiao Ai, use the regular authority of 'Net' to query three pieces of information in the public information of the Royal Academy of Sciences."

"What?"

Ren Zhongyi gritted his teeth, "Verify whether the electron cloud of the entire ancient disk galaxy has an icosahedral structure, as well as the accurate transmission speed of information flow, and the information flow transmission speed of the source star region thirty years ago."

"This... didn't you let me check before? You said there was a risk of exposing anomalies. Why have you changed your mind now?" Sun Ai was slightly surprised.

At this moment, Ren Zhong received an alert from the Third Reconnaissance Army.

Ding Canghai synchronized the frontline intelligence. In just a few seconds, hundreds of completely dispersed reconnaissance ships lost contact for no reason.

Ren Zhong was stunned for a moment, then a relieved smile appeared on his face, "It's okay. It was because the time wasn't ripe before. Now it's just right to check. As for exposure, it doesn't matter. This information is more important."

Anyway, the pursuers have arrived, so if you die, start again, roll everything back, and check to see if everything is alright.

Although Sun Ai was still confused, he carried out Ren Zhong's order.

Half a second later, Sun Ai said: "All the electron clouds in the entire ancient disk galaxy, no matter what kind of compound they are, do have an icosahedral structure. The standard transmission speed of information flow is 1,000 light-years per second. This is the standard The cosmological constant has been like this from ancient times to the present. It is the same whether it is the source star or other regions, and it has never changed."

Hearing this, Ren Zhong's shoulders suddenly relaxed.

He breathed a sigh of relief and lay back on the chair.

His heart was like thunder.

He murmured, "I know."

Sun Ai quickly asked, "What do you know?"

Ren Zhong's lips moved, "No... nothing."

"It's so annoying to hide it from me again. Ah! Sure enough, it triggered a chain reaction. The Imperial Supernet is trying to break through my defense through the South Nine Star node and verify my timeline to spy on why I want to query the information flow within the area. Transmission speed. In the entire history of the empire, no one has ever investigated such a problem. This is as common sense as one plus one equals two. As soon as I checked, the secret was revealed!"

Ren Zhong waved his hand, "It's okay, cut off communication."

"Phew, it's so dangerous. It's been cut off. I was just a little short of being breached."

Ren Zhong also breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Well, I'll think about it myself first."

"Hi...Uncle, you..." Sun Ai mumbled a few words, but didn't ask any more questions.

She knew that Ren Zhong was about to enter the legendary "meditation" state again, so she didn't bother him. She just started to mobilize most of her computing power to pay full attention to the situation on the front line of the Third Reconnaissance Army.

After everything around him returned to peace, Ren Zhong took out his notebook again.

He placed his finger on the number 7640 and thought to himself, if nothing happens, when the fleet leaves the Source Star 2 light years away, he will most likely lose the ability to resurrect.

This not only made him breathe a sigh of relief, but also made him feel very lonely and a little scared inside.

He had thought before that every time he was resurrected and reset, the entire universe would be dragged back for a month.

Then he couldn't imagine how much energy it would take to achieve it.

Just thinking about it like that made his scalp numb and his thinking stagnant.

He even thought it was impossible.

If that was the case, and the entire universe was reset at the same time, he could only explain everything by saying that he actually lived in a virtual world composed of data and information, and then encountered a server rollback.

This will completely collapse his belief in life, causing him to fall into philosophical dilemmas such as "What is the meaning of his existence?" and "Is this world real?"

Of course he would avoid such speculation, it would be too shocking.

But he verified it with a Turing machine. Although he could not get a clear answer, he still believed that the possibility of this being the real world was much greater than the possibility of the virtual world.

But the real world and the time setback involving the entire universe are contradictory and irreconcilable.

Finally, after receiving new information, Ren Zhong's new conjecture slowly became more reasonable.

That is, the area of ​​return is not the entire universe, but only the observable range of the source star's gravitational influence.

Then the energy that needs to be consumed suddenly changes from infinity to an astronomical number that is huge, but can certainly be quantified. It can even be expressed in units of joules, which is nothing more than adding dozens of zeros.

Moreover, combined with his own resurrection time and the difference between the timelines of Source Star and the Empire, Ren Zhong can clearly determine that rewinding will not only consume energy, but also consume time.

The time consumed for each rewind is exactly one second!

This is also very weird.

Because the definition of seconds is originally a concept created by humans.

"Second" is not a cosmological constant like the speed of light.

Humans on Earth first defined the time it takes for the Earth to rotate once as a day, and then divided the day into 24 equal parts, each of 1 hour, and then divided each hour into 60 equal parts, each of 60 minutes, and then divided each minute into equal parts. For 60 portions, each portion is 1 second.

The humans on Earth who were born in the Milky Way on a tassel of the Laniakea Super Galaxy Cluster, through this series of mathematical conversions, were able to obtain this concept of length of time that is only applicable to this civilization.

As for the concept of 9192631770 times the energy level transition radiation frequency of cesium-133 atoms and the definition of waiting for 1 second, it is just a carrot pit concept that human scientists first determined the length of 1 second and then followed the gourd. That’s all.

The time measurement unit of the second appeared in 1884 AD. At that time, humans did not have the ability to measure the radiation oscillation period of atomic energy level transitions.

Essentially, the concept of seconds comes from the rotation of the Earth.

If you change any planet in the universe, the star it orbits is different from the sun, its weight and density are different, and its internal structural layering is different, so its rotation period will inevitably be different.

Even for a planet like Yuanxing, which is highly similar to the earth, the daily time error still reaches about 0.5 seconds. Although it is so subtle that it seems negligible, it exists objectively.

Assuming that the mastermind behind the Gupan Galaxy and using the quasar super-brain to secretly enslave the four major branches of human race is really a high-level alien civilization, then the environment in which it was born must be different from that of the people on Earth, at least there must be There are subtle differences, and their concept of time cannot be completely consistent with humans.

Ren Zhong didn't believe there was such a ridiculous coincidence.

He also doesn't think that humans are enslaving the four major races.

Because it's completely unnecessary and the logic doesn't make sense.

If the high-level civilizations above the Four Kingdoms are really high-level humans, then there is absolutely no need for high-level humans to stay away from the Milky Way and come to this small elliptical galaxy located on the Sloan Great Wall, which is billions of light-years away.

But why does my return time take 1 second?

Is this coincidence or necessity?

If it is inevitable, then whose handiwork is this?

Who defines time?

Ren Zhong scratched his head in pain.

He found helplessly that every time he seemed to be getting closer to the truth, he often couldn't get what he asked for. Instead, he only had greater doubts.

After a long time, he collapsed weakly.

Unconsciously, he was soaked with sweat.

He still couldn't figure it out.

…

On the dark side of the No. 2 meteorite satellite of C1915, in the command room of the small reconnaissance and communication base station, Ding Canghai was also so nervous that his face turned pale and he was sweating profusely.

He had ordered the communication base station to turn off all searchlights, and then opened the physical camouflage armor on the surface of the base station, completely camouflaging it into a dark rock shell.

Now, there are still more than 300,000 reconnaissance ships remaining in the entire Third Reconnaissance Army, and there are still more than 3 million people.

The lives of more than three million people are tied to him alone.

But others in the Third Army did not know that their comrades were disappearing rapidly.

According to the management mechanism of the Source Star Fleet, this information involving the overall situation must be transferred and authorized by the military headquarters before it can be distributed.

Therefore, only Ding Canghai and a few people around him, as well as the Source Star Fleet headquarters on the Tracer spacecraft, knew that comrades were evaporating out of thin air.

Ding Canghai had two choices before him: issue a comprehensive alert order, or simply do nothing.

Emotions told Ding Canghai that as the commander-in-chief of the Third Army, he should immediately take responsibility and issue a warning to everyone.

But reason is saying that it is useless to issue warnings.

The mission of the reconnaissance army is to exchange lives for intelligence, and there is no option to retreat or avoid danger.

What's the warning?

Let your subordinates turn on the scan engine at full power? Level 1 alert? Full disclosure of sync information to mesh flow communication network?

There is no need. All the reconnaissance ships have been doing this since the reconnaissance force left the fleet headquarters until now.

Even if a warning is issued, you still have to do the same thing.

Others can only continue to work and continue to maintain the first level of alert.

Any order issued now will not change the situation, nor can it save anyone. Instead, it will only expose the military headquarters base station and its own existence.

Xiao Wang, who is lurking on the surface of C1915, and Xiao Wu, who is going deep into the earth's core, will also be exposed.

The exploration mission against C1915 will fail, and similar missions by other reconnaissance ships will also fail.

Ding Canghai made a decision.

"Completely shut down the external information flow communication and switch to passive reception mode. Pre-start the high-power electromagnetic wave transmitter, perform programming, and prepare to use beam electromagnetic waves combined with information flow bursts to transmit all the key intelligence we collected before everything is over. The enemy's fleet is indeed one-fifth the speed of light, and our intelligence will be able to reach the headquarters before the enemy's fleet!"

Ding Canghai decided to betray the trust placed in him by all the officers and men of the Third Army and did not issue a warning or give any instructions.

The correspondent beside him was shocked, "But everyone..."

Ding Canghai roared, "There is no but! Everyone must stick to their posts and continue to provide information. This is our task! They don't need to make any changes, just continue like this! Only when the task is completed It is the first priority, more important than anything else! Even if all four million of us die, the information must be sent back! Everyone must fight until the last second of their lives!"

After saying that, Ding Canghai activated the commander's authority and completed the operation himself.

Afterwards, he still stared at the star map, staring at the spot of light that was extinguished by the scout ship like candles blown by the strong wind.

The extinguishment of every light spot means that the Third Army has lost ten comrades.

Ding Canghai's eyes were bloodshot, his whole body was shaking uncontrollably, and the veins on the back of his clenched fists were bulging.

At the same time, he looked at the communication port representing Xiao Wang and Xiao Wu.

There are plans in the equipment of those two people.

Once such a situation of complete loss of contact occurs, the two people's work also becomes simple, that is, they continue their own exploration and analysis research, and then when the analysis work reaches a qualified node, they will then report to the base station 600,000 kilometers away. Send a one-way signal in your location.

Xiao Wu has just entered the crust of planet C1915, and the analysis work has just begun.

All Ding Canghai can do is pray in his heart that Xiao Wu can successfully complete the mission, and that the camouflaged rock armor on the outer layer of the base station can avoid the enemy's eyes and ears, and that his base station can be maintained smoothly until Xiao Wu returns the information.

Time passed little by little. Ding Canghai clasped his hands together, prayed in his heart, and walked around the command room repeatedly. Infinite anxiety swept over him.

After a long time, Ding Canghai gritted his teeth and walked towards the equipment room as he watched the black area continue to extend, and would cover the area where Star C1915 was located in four hours at the latest.

He planned to put on his sniper combat mecha and carry a medium-sized radio that combined an electromagnetic wave communicator and a ghost particle communicator in the dark into the deep valley on the west side of the meteorite satellite.

When landing here, the reconnaissance ship completed the modeling of the meteorite satellite.

An hour later, Ding Canghai stood in the cabin and looked back at the other seven subordinates.

He said slowly: "The enemy will arrive here in about four hours. Although we have done a lot of protection, we may not be able to hide it from the enemy. According to the simulation of 'Net', Xiao Wu's operation can be completed in about ten days." . We have to divide our troops into two groups to form a double insurance. I promise you that I will live until ten days later. Even if you are discovered and killed, I will send all the information collected by the Third Reconnaissance Army back to Lord Viscount! He will avenge us, for sure!"

After saying that, Ding Canghai opened the exit valve. The medium-sized radio station, which was shaped like a truck, was carried by the not-so-large sniper-type armor and disappeared into the darkness, relying on the anti-gravity engine to quietly go away without leaving a single footprint.

Three hours later, Ding Canghai put his feet on the ground and slowly landed on the ground.

Although there was almost no light and no visibility at all, Ding Canghai couldn't help but subconsciously raised his head and glanced upward.

It was pitch black and nothing could be seen.

Ding Canghai lowered his head and started self-checking the equipment again.

Since this place is in a vacuum environment, there is no air, and ultrasonic radar cannot be used. Ding Canghai does not dare to use electromagnetic wave radar, information flow scanning and metal detectors. He can only rely on passive optical cameras to scan and model when flying, and the view is not very realistic. .

In addition, he was carrying a medium-sized radio station that was larger than the mecha, and he did not dare to turn on the medium engine at full power to change direction. He only dared to make slight adjustments, and his maneuverability declined a lot. Moreover, in order to get a foothold before the enemy's sweep, he could not slow down. When going down the winding chasm of the deep valley, he basically bumped into each other along the way.

In order to protect the radio station from damage, Ding Canghai had to use his armor to withstand damage many times.

If it weren't for the fact that his commander-level gunner's armor was specially made and of reliable quality, the life-support system would have malfunctioned according to the way he hit it.

"The self-inspection is completed, and the damage rate is 12%. The left arm joint bearing lubricant leaks, the back blade bionic fiber is slightly torn, the right leg armor and knee movable armor is deformed and squeezes the cable... A total of 15 damaged parts are expected. The repair time is six hours, it is recommended to stay still and wait for the self-repair to be completed."

Ding Canghai set the armor to sit and stand mode, then started the communication system, turning on the information flow and electromagnetic wave passive reception mode of the medium-sized radio station.

A large area of ​​darkness has appeared in the small star map, and there are only less than 300,000 reconnaissance ships left in the entire Third Scout Army.

The black zone is spreading towards C1915 like a tide.

At the same time, a massive amount of information is pouring into Ding Canghai's medium-sized radio station through the information flow network. These are all kinds of fragmentary intelligence collected by other reconnaissance ships in the past three hours, involving the stardust density and star density in the star area. Analysis reports on the composition of dust, large and small space meteorites and various stars, shallow or deep.

Ding Canghai activated the automatic filtering function of the radio brain.

According to his conception, he himself would eventually use both methods to send messages at the same time.

The burst of information flow can completely send out all the information collected by the radio station, but the bandwidth of the beam electromagnetic wave is insufficient and the content must be streamlined.

Although there is no real evidence, Ding Canghai intuitively believes that the enemy must have some way to cut off the information flow and communication, otherwise it is impossible that he has not been able to receive even a battle picture until now, and all the reconnaissance ships have not received any information. Suddenly lost contact without warning.

At this time, in the command cabin of the fleet headquarters' tracer spacecraft, Ren Zhong, Zheng Tian, ​​Vincent and other members of the high command were also standing under the star map, and the screen was also zoomed in on the area where the third reconnaissance force was located. .

In the picture in front of everyone, a large black area also appeared, which meant that the reconnaissance ship over there had lost contact.

Vincent Van Hoy, who was in charge of intelligence work, frowned and said: "Ding Canghai, commander of the Third Reconnaissance Corps, took it upon himself to shut down the military headquarters node base station ahead of schedule. The ghost particle communicator on the reconnaissance ship had insufficient power and the information flow was blocked. It is not cohesive enough to establish direct contact with us. Now we can only grasp the rough situation through the flow of information captured indirectly by other reconnaissance forces. We only know that the ships of the third reconnaissance force are disappearing rapidly, but we cannot receive any information. The battle screen also cannot capture the survey information they obtained in real time. This is a serious violation of Ding Canghai's rules. Even if he has been loyal to you, Lord Viscount, longer than me, I will propose to punish him after he comes back!"

Vincent's attitude was very subtle, as if he was still considering factionalism at this time.

But Ren Zhong did not explicitly reprimand and warn him, because it was insignificant. He only said lightly: "There is no need to hold anyone in the reconnaissance corps responsible. Now is not the time to hold people accountable. Every scout who goes out has no intention of coming back, regardless of It doesn't matter whether it's a junior soldier or a military commander. Since I have used him, I naturally trust him completely. We are now standing comfortably in the headquarters and scolding Fang Qiu, but they may die at any time. They have the right to make decisions independently. As for us, what we should do is trust the intelligence they exchanged for their lives. After the order is given, the entire army will stop advancing, hide on the spot, lay out minefields, build defense lines, and five days later, launch high-speed missiles in advance towards the calculated advance route of the enemy. Three-phase missiles and high-explosive missiles.”

After giving the order, Ren Zhong turned around and left.

The next detailed instructions are between Zheng Tian, ​​Vincent and other command members and Sun Ai.

He is no longer involved.

In fact, Ren Zhong was very confused at this time.

Because he realized that he might lose his ability to resurrect after completely leaving the gravitational range of the source sun.

For a long time, he has been accustomed to relying on resurrection to reset everything.

It is precisely because of this ability that he has been invincible all the way to where he is today.

In the process of struggle, although his brain and fighting talent also played a big role, Ren Zhong, who was quite self-aware, still felt that resurrection and reset was his core way to win.

He once thought that he could rely on resurrection to open up a situation within the Source Star. When he got to the Empire, he could do the same thing again. It was just that the process was more complicated, the opponents were stronger, and every decision involved more people and forces. .

As long as you keep trying and making mistakes, no problem will be able to stump you.

But now, the biggest foundation of Ren Zhong's infinite confidence seems to be in danger of collapsing.

He even thought about not leaving at all, turning around and hiding inside the Source Star, turning his resurrection and reset ability into an indestructible Great Wall to block all risks and enemies.

As long as there is a resurrection, whether it is the empire's conquest army or the hostile force's patrol, Ren Zhong is confident that he will slowly be worn to death.

If there are no resources, no energy, and no technology, they can be robbed from invading enemies. They can still develop slowly, but the efficiency will be lower and the development will be extremely slow.

But Ren Zhong thought again, since the reset area is limited, it proves that the energy supporting his resurrection and reset is limited, then is the number of resurrections and restarts also limited?

If it cannot develop rapidly, one day in the future, the Source Star will encounter an extremely large fleet that controls a total energy and material scale comparable to the total resources of the Nanxiang Star Cluster or even a larger star field. It may even require at least hundreds of millions of operations. If he can be defeated only by resurrection, will he suddenly become really dead while he is still dead?

He had no idea about this, but the thought of such a scene made him extremely desperate and frightened.

After much thought, he felt that he must take advantage of the return of the colonial team to enter the imperial society.

But in that case, what else can I do if I don't have resurrection?

Ren Zhong sighed slightly.

For the first time in a long time, he felt uncertain about the future.

…

Ding Canghai was still curled up and hiding in the crevice of the rock.

He hadn't spoken to anyone for ten days.

There was also deep darkness before his eyes.

The riding space inside the sniper armor was extremely narrow, making it difficult for Ding Canghai to even turn over or lie down flat.

After maintaining this half-squatting and half-lying posture for ten days, his muscles all over his body felt sore, and he felt even more depressed and depressed inside.

If someone with claustrophobia is trapped in this kind of environment, they may not be able to endure it for even a minute, let alone ten days.

Ding Canghai can be regarded as a man with a strong will. When he was a killer, he once squatted alone in an ambush spot in the wild for several days, but now he felt extremely empty and terrified.

His right hand was bent and pressed against his chest, holding an energy biscuit between his fingers and bringing it to his mouth, chewing it hard for a few times.

His mouth was dry and the energy biscuits had dried up his saliva, making it almost impossible to swallow.

He had to open his mouth and let the alloy hose used to transport drinking water reach to his mouth. He took two more sips and then quickly spit out the hose, not daring to drink more.

Ten days have passed. The food supplies carried in the armor are still sufficient, but the drinking water is gradually running out.

Very few people would just wear a mecha and be a lone ranger on a space meteorite. The supply water tank design inside the armor is not that big at all, and there is no internal circulation life support system.

Ding Canghai, who has experience in surviving in the wild, has saved the urine and is now packaging it in a plastic bag in a storage bin.

If the information cannot be obtained after two days, Ding Canghai may really have to produce and sell it on his own.

He sighed and looked at the message sent by the radio station. It was already dark.

Except for the base station of the military headquarters that was the first to cut off external communications and whose life or death was still uncertain, all the reconnaissance ships of the Third Reconnaissance Army have "turned off their lights", which means that the entire reconnaissance force composed of four million people has been destroyed.

Ding Canghai still didn't know what the enemy was.

He didn't dare to poke his head out to see the situation, nor did he dare to establish communication with the military headquarters base station and Xiao Wang's C1915 ground base station.

Fortunately among the misfortunes, Ding Canghai himself is still alive so far, which shows that his deep lurking has achieved his goal.

In the same way, Ding Canghai speculated that Xiao Wang's base station on the planet's surface and Xiao Wu's rock boring machine were probably not discovered, and the military headquarters base station might still exist.

But he couldn't confirm it, and he didn't dare to rashly try to establish communication with anyone.

He could only wait uneasily for that glimmer of possibility and wait here alone.

But people sometimes waver, because the situation of the military headquarters base station, Xiao Wu and Xiao Wang has become Schrödinger's cat, and he has no bottom at all.

Ding Canghai sometimes thinks that the enemy has been gone for ten days, and the survey information that other comrades in arms exchanged for their lives has been screened. There is indeed some information that is particularly important. There are many space meteorites that have strong magnetism, strong Radiation and other properties, some meteorites also have special source elements inside that can be used to increase the lethality of energy cannons.

Although he didn't know how Ren Zhong would use this information, his intuition as a professional intelligence officer told Ding Canghai that this information must be important.

he thought to himself.

Was the military headquarters still discovered?

Is it possible that Xiao Wu, who went to the C1915 star core, encountered a geological disaster, and was he swallowed by the high temperature of nuclear fusion?

Has Xiao Wang’s base station been discovered?

Are they all dead?

Should I send back the information? Otherwise, if I am suddenly found again and I can’t even send out the information I already have, wouldn’t everyone die in vain? Then my brothers won’t forgive me even if they die, right?

With all these complicated and unclear thoughts, Ding Canghai secretly made a decision in his heart.

If Xiao Wu doesn't give out the information after another two hours, I won't wait any longer.

I can't let everyone's hard work go to waste just for the information about Star C1915.

One hour, forty-six minutes and thirty-three seconds later, Ding Canghai finally heard the sound of nature, and his eyes suddenly widened like bells.

"Commander Ding, I am Xiao Wu. When you hear this message, I have been dead for three hours. I have collected enough parameters, and there is indeed a nuclear fusion reaction here. But the temperature here is too high, and electromagnetic interference The interference with the information flow is too strong, so I can only use all the remaining spare energy on the force field shield to maintain the black box, and then let the black box float automatically along the mantle fluid flow to a certain level before the signal can be sent out."

This is a piece of intelligence sent out using information flow as a carrier.

Behind this voice is a not huge data packet, which includes all the material composition, mass distribution, reaction temperature and other information inside C1915.

Ding Canghai was so excited that he almost jumped up and his head almost hit the top of the armor.

At this time, he received new information from the army headquarters.

The information carrier is non-directional global broadcast electromagnetic waves, not information flow, and the expression is voice.

This information comes from a correspondent who is still at the military headquarters.

"Someone come and save us! The information flow communication device has failed! We can't contact anyone! What the hell kind of interference method is this! Ah!"

Accompanied by a scream, the correspondent's shouts stopped abruptly.

Ding Canghai's heart skipped a beat.

He got four pieces of information.

The enemy's attack came so quickly. It is very likely that there are powerful small combat units that have been patrolling this entire area, and the moment they read Xiao Wu's information, they started some kind of powerful information flow interference method, and then He immediately rushed to the base station of the army headquarters and arrived immediately, and then saw through the camouflaged armor of the base station.

The enemy's control area has advanced far behind C1915. After recognizing Xiao Wu's intelligence, the enemy's information flow interference area is likely to spread across the board in an instant and extend to the rear. The information sent by the military headquarters base station The flow would be cut off and it would be impossible to reach the fleet headquarters. The reason why other reconnaissance ships disappeared without a sound before was probably because they were first shrouded in interference by enemy combat units, and then suddenly launched an attack and solved the battle instantly, so that all electromagnetic wave equipment failed to respond in time.

The base station of the military headquarters was unable to send out the information in the form of high-power electromagnetic waves. Because it takes time for large-scale electromagnetic wave equipment to activate, only small walkie-talkie devices were used to send out a desperate call for help in the first place. It was obviously a desperate call for help, but in fact it was a tragedy for information sharing. Call.

The correspondent uses non-directional electromagnetic waves. He only receives information and may not be discovered. His double insurance strategy has taken effect.

Ding Canghai gritted his teeth and turned to look at the medium-sized radio station next to him. It's up to you.

The non-directional electromagnetic broadcast signal of the correspondent is not strong enough and will be completely assimilated by the cosmic background radiation. The Source Star Fleet headquarters cannot recognize it and cannot obtain this important information.

However, I, Lao Ding, also have a medium-sized radio station here!

The four million brothers and sisters of my Third Scout Army will not die in vain!