Scholar’s Advanced Technological System

“This is Observatory C134 and everything is fine in the observation area. ”

“Please continue to monitor and report every 10 minutes. ”

“Received… Are these guys at HQ nuts? Report every 10 minutes? You want to report anything? What's the point of this? ”

Hanging up the comms, Osmond grunted and leaned back against the office chair.

Looking at his colleague's emotional appearance, Rohad, sitting next to him, said comfortingly.

“Perhaps there was an emergency… Let's take turns and I'll report back in 10 minutes. ”

This is a mining station located in the marginal area inside the asteroid belt.

In addition to symbolically producing iron ore that will never return home, there is a more important task here. That is the monitoring of the LaGrand Daytime Space Base and the movement of the Pan-Asian First Fleet to provide intelligence support to those "righteous men” active in the asteroid belt.

However, even if each of them does carry a strong sense of mission and honour for their work, it cannot be eaten as a meal after all.

Counting the stars in this shitty place with low salaries is killing your life, which is a conscious man with revolutionary passion, and you will inevitably feel suspicious about your life.

And their revolutionary enthusiasm is just general.

Just as Osmond was thinking about how to write the report 20 minutes later, the green dots suddenly fluctuated on the radar screen of the observatory.

Capturing this change, he immediately manipulated the station's telescope No. 1 and aimed it at a berth at the Lagrange space base.

And almost at this moment, he saw the hatch doors of berth 17 open, and a bright silver spaceship slowly opened out of it.

When he saw the scene, his pupils contracted slightly and immediately sat upright on the chair, reaching out to a colleague sitting next to him, pointing to the holographic screen on the console.

“Look, there's movement over at LaGrand Point Space Base, and the Qin Ling left the berth. ”

When I heard that, Rohardton got up and his eyes locked on the console.

“Record its course of action! ”

“I'm recording... Shit, don't remember. ”

Osmond punched him in the armrest of the chair.

If he wasn't wearing a seat belt, this punch would have been enough for him to float from his chair to the ceiling.

Sitting beside him, Rohad's eyebrows locked tightly, looking at the starship that had disappeared from the radar interface and lens, whispering to himself.

“Warp speed technology? What a convenient thing. ”

When he said that, he couldn't help but have an enviable look on his face.

It would be nice if they had the same technology.

If they can master technology beyond the speed of light, in less than a month, they can build a fleet that will dominate the solar system with powerful industrial capabilities. And by that time, why couldn't we have done the great deeds of "building a nation that belongs to the Martians” and "removing the colonial hat”?

“It is convenient… it is said to take only 5 minutes from the Earth Moon System to Mars. ”

“What do you think they're doing at this hour? ”

“The ghosts know what they're trying to do,” Oslo shook his head and said, "I guess it's the test gear that's gone, and they seem to be working on it all the time. ”

This answer did not make Rohad feel any easier.

Intuition tells him it shouldn't be that simple.

However, intuition is intuition after all. Though there is something wrong with him, he can't say exactly what is wrong?

Ambiguously, he threw down a "maybe." He reached out and pressed the button requesting communication, connected it to the command center, and intended to report the anomaly on this side.

And then at this moment, the mutation suddenly happened.

Only a few berth doors at the Lagrange Space Base suddenly opened in full, and with the glittering support of a plasma engine, an emerald starship slowly exited.

Seeing this scene, both Rohad and Osmond, their eyes widened.

They know every starship on the screen.

However, the last time they were in the same frame, it was a year ago when they started a rebellion...

“This is the command center, and the communication request has been received… What happened on your side? Please repeat. ”

The two men had not spoken for a long time, and the other side of the communication channel was obviously a little impatient.

Returning to God from his surprise, Rohad said with a trembling voice, stubbornly.

“The Huashan and the Tarzan… are a double carrier battle group of the First Fleet! A total of 20 starships… they are sailing to Mars! ”

After hearing the report, a brief silence within the channel was observed for a few seconds.

It was followed by a series of disturbing voices, and the voice of the liaison person sitting there was clearly accompanied by a panic.

“Air carrier battle group? Are you sure there's nothing wrong with that? Wait... Isn't the military drill next month? How'd you get there early? ”

Osmond finally couldn't bear cursing out loud.

“Fucking know! ”

The strongest fleet of trans-Asian cooperation left the port, targeting Mars and without warning.

Even a fool can feel that something big is about to happen...

……

Suburbs of Tiangong.

Security bureau positions hidden in residential areas have been devastated.

Without any warning, a group of unidentified armed men suddenly attacked the area.

Nearly all intelligence agents dispersed themselves in search of the whereabouts of the Ark, causing those armed elements to come in with little resistance and take it down without any effort.

The only intelligence agent stationed here was killed on the spot in a shootout.

Looking at the body on the ground, armed men standing next to him stabbed him at gunpoint and smashed his tongue, saying.

“Boss, do we really not have to live? ”

“That's not necessary. Since we're standing here, it means we've torn our faces. ”

Standing in front of the whiteboard next to the stronghold wall, the man known as BOSS unmasked the exoskeleton armor, staring at the pictures and message briefings affixed to the whiteboard, his eyebrows locked tightly together.

Indeed, as Mr. Mayor anticipated, the incident on flight N-177 has alerted the Security Service. Over the years, intelligence agents embedded in the colony have been investigating the truth behind that hijacking.

“Unfortunately, the target is not here...”

Retrieving his gaze from the whiteboard, the man, known as BOSS, glanced around at the ruined stronghold and continued for a moment, "It should have been moved elsewhere. ”

Their objective in this operation was the Ark.

Based on the clues gathered from the hotel room, they could basically conclude that the intelligence agents of the Trans-Asian Security Agency should have detected something and sent someone to remove him.

What they did not expect, however, was that the agents of the security services had not moved the ark to the main stronghold in Tiangong City, and even they had not encountered any effective resistance when they entered the area.

Everything seems to indicate that there may be some problems with their intelligence.

And the problem is not small...

“But where would they move him?” An armed man standing next to me with a rifle can't help but ask, "The whole city of Tiangong is our sight, except here… I can't think of any safer place. ”

The man named BOSS was just about to speak, but at this point, a strange voice came from nowhere.

“Yeah, I'd like to ask that, too. ”

“Where did you hide Master Lu? ”