[Rebirth] Warframe

So Edmund, whose name was pronounced by Murphy on the Sirius, sneezed several times in a row, hesitated for a moment, reached out and took out a bottle of cold medicine from a small drawer beside him, and took it. down.

"Is there any way for you to get accurate information, who will pass through this channel we are in in the next few days?" After settling his thoughts, Moore felt that this It is also a breakthrough for the whole matter to be investigated clearly.If conditions permit, it is better to know first.

"You don't need to ask this question, I can answer you right now. Counting from now, eighteen hours later, there will be a fleet of transport ships delivering supplies for the first war zone passing by here." After drinking water, Ed Meng felt a lot more comfortable in his throat, and even his voice became clearer.

"Supply ship?" Moore's brows were tightly frowned this time. As far as he knew, although the military supply ship would be equipped with a certain amount of firepower, it would be responsible for transporting food and ammunition.However, this kind of supply fleet also has a fatal weakness, that is, the tail is too big to drop.In the face of a behemoth like the Silver Fleet, it is destined to make a choice between self-protection and full protection of the food and ammunition escorted.It is easy to escape by abandoning the escorted supplies, but once these items fall into Murphy's hands, it is tantamount to giving the tiger wings.But if it is a reckless fight, it is not known whether it will be able to win the final victory.

"Are you trying to say that we have to find a way to delay the time and wait for the pair of supply ships to pass by...for help?" Edmund, who also knows all kinds of details in the military headquarters, obviously thinks further than Moore Some, "I hope that Murphy doesn't even know that there will be a supply fleet passing by here tomorrow. The loss of technicians is already a headache. If there are successive losses of supplies, it will be a bit too big a blow to the empire." Yes. If you don’t pay attention, it may give the public a false impression that our imperial* people can’t even deal with a small pirate.”

"It was my negligence... wait a minute!" Edmund's last words were like a key, which instantly solved the confusion that had lingered in Moore's heart for a long time, "Tell me, is there a Perhaps, the trouble we are encountering now is actually a certain person who has been at odds with you in the military department, deliberately set a trap, and intends to use Murphy's hands to get rid of you as a stumbling block. Make a fortune?"

If it is said that Moore's previous thoughts are somewhat reliable, then the latter guess is that the nasty things in the naked general's headquarters have been put on the bright side.

Campbell coughed dryly in embarrassment, not knowing how to answer his question.Shouldn't this kind of thing be said in private, in a place where no one is around?Saying it so brightly, don't you think there is something wrong?

Edmund obviously didn't expect that Moore would speak so directly, so he paused and said, "Even if what you said is true, then this person, isn't he afraid that things will be revealed, or that Murphy will go back on his word after gaining the benefits?" What? The laws of the empire have never given special consideration to those who betray the interests of the country and the people."

"I'm afraid that everyone here will be forced to stay here and become a stepping stone for him to move forward. There are no witnesses and no evidence. Who do you think will believe that all this is because of the fact that something happened in the military department? It’s the ghosts inside that lead to tragedy?” That is to drive out one’s enemies without leaving any traces, this method is really too high! "According to the law of conservation of matter, the ships sent by the military to investigate the accident site, as long as they arrive at night, even the tiny evidence in the air will disappear without a trace."

Everyone in the main control room fell silent.No matter how ugly the words that came out of Moore's mouth at this time were, no one said anything more.Facts speak louder than words.

"Then according to what you said, we have to wait here to die?!" After the silence, Campbell was the first to come back to his senses, "As an imperialist, can we just wait for the enemy to come? Harvest our lives, but there is no room to fight back? The worst thing is, I use the last bit of kinetic energy on my body to rush up to make a human bomb, and I can also pull two pirates to back me up, right?"

"At times like this, negative thinking can't solve the problem, it will only make you mess up!" Even though he was equally uneasy in his heart, Edmund still did what he should do as a coach - stopped Campbell and continued to spread negativity The practice of speech.

"Then what should we do now?" Edmund's low shout could not completely stop Campbell's restless emotions, but it seemed to kill his channel of venting, forcing him to spin back and forth on the spot, grinding his brain Ren'er is in pain.

Yeah, what now?

Edmund almost subconsciously glanced at Moore, who also looked pale after bringing everyone into this situation.It was as if the determination he had just seen on the young man's face was entirely his temporary illusion.Hilarious and ridiculous.If everything is really unfortunate that he said it, I believe that he should be the one who is most at a loss at this time.How to put it, I am also a veteran who has been in the army for many years, and the separation of life and death I am used to seeing on the battlefield is really too cruel for Moore, a child who has almost never left the comfortable atmosphere since he was a child.

It seemed as if a century had passed, Moore finally broke free from his chaotic thoughts, and reminded himself in a low voice, "Calm down, don't mess yourself up first!"

"Moore is right, Campbell, calm down too. As the second commander on the Sirius, if you mess up when the people below don't know what's going on, what are you going to tell them to do? It will be a knife anyway, Edmund does not deny that Campbell said just now that he wants to use himself as a human bomb, and at a certain moment, he also had it, but it is not a time of impulsiveness at this stage, at least he still wants to Or go back to the imperial capital and find out the black hand who wanted to take his life behind his back.Divide and fast.

Edmund's slap in the face, for Campbell, still played a little role, at least Moore saw him stop the behavior of constantly spinning around.

For eighteen hours, everyone on the Sirius knew that this might be the key to rewriting their fate, and Murphy, who was far away on the mothership of the Silver Fleet, also knew it very well.If in normal times, for this man who has always been known for his laziness, he might just do something casually, or just take a nap, and it would be over immediately.But today, he has to race hard against time, trying to end all the battles in the shortest possible time.

It seems that it is not a small challenge!

However, it doesn't matter if it's a bit difficult, just let him try to see if his bottom line has improved a little bit.

Skillfully assigning the tasks that each department needs to do, Murphy was diligent for a rare time. Under the premise that there were people around, he did it himself, went to the pantry to make a cup of coffee, and brought back some small snacks.While eating, he picked up the notebook he had just put down, and used the same method to try to decipher the other communications that were intercepted before.It's a pity that this time Murphy's good luck seems to have run out temporarily. He took a pencil to draw for a long time, but he couldn't find any clues.

"It's so boring!" After eating and drinking, Murphy burped and rubbed his stomach. "Is there still no news from Turner?"

"Report to the boss. Captain Turner just replied that an abnormality was found near a rift valley and has been tracked down. It is estimated that there will be a new message back in a while." It was the little man who had just been kicked out. He was pushed out by the teammates around him and used as cannon fodder. Fortunately, he had a previous experience, so he spoke more smoothly this time.

"That's it~!" Murphy narrowed his eyes, and tapped his fingers rhythmically on the armrest beside him, "Don't be so troublesome, contact Turner and ask him to retreat quickly to join the large army and directly bombard him with artillery. I don't believe it , Let’s write, they can hold back and hide, and I’ve started to use force, but he can hold back.”

"Yes!" The little man turned around quickly to contact Turner, but he tried several times in a row, but he couldn't connect to the communicator of Turner or anyone in his team.

What's wrong! !

Beads of sweat rolled down the little man's cheeks.But the more anxious he was, the more mistakes he made.It wasn't until a long time later that the little man finally confirmed that Turner, who was out with the scouting team, completely lost contact with the mothership.

"Why so slow?" Murphy, who had eaten a little snack, saw that his subordinates had not sent back Turner's reply, so he couldn't help asking.

"Report, report!" The little man wiped the sweat from his forehead with his hand before he stumbled and replied, "Boss report, Captain Turner can't be reached."

"What did you say?" Murphy, who thought he was having auditory hallucinations, threw the snacks in his hand aside, all of which were leisurely leaning on the back of the chair, and straightened, "What is contact?" Not on Turner!"

"The report, that is, that is, the communication signal we sent to Captain Turner, the captain, has been, has been, and has not been received, and he has not received a reply." The more nervous, the little man began to speak, The more difficult it is, the more words will be repeated. Fortunately, this time he doesn't need to speak too long sentences, otherwise, he really wants to find a piece of tofu to kill himself.