Since the year 145, the rebels have set up their base in the Omega system outside the Southern Cross region, using the border as a war zone, but the exact coordinates of the Divine Court have never been known to the Alliance.

In the past seventy years, there have been many true and false news, but it can only be roughly confirmed that the Divine Court has moved two or three times in more than half a century, and no more specific information can be detected.

The vision of the destroyer in front is shared with the command room. The virtual star map as high as the wall suddenly changes. Against the dark background, the planets floating far away fall into everyone's eyes.

Because it is very close to the vortex, the signal is affected, and the picture will occasionally have double images.

Metierin crossed her arms, tapped her elbows with her fingertips, and narrowed her eyes: "Do you remember that in the past, when a prisoner of war was tied up before he committed suicide, and asked him where the Divine Court was, what did he say?"

Long Xiyun repeated: "'That is the Divine Domain, the floating islands held in the palm of God's hand.'"

"Yes, the islands." Metierin raised her chin, and the princess blocked the sharpness in her eyes, "Those space fortresses do look like islands suspended in the air. So, can they match?"

Weiyin looked at the picture and dared not blink: "If it is really the Divine Court--" He thought about it and couldn't think of a more precise adjective, "That is really too exciting..."

Due to severe brainwashing, the defeated low-ranking rebels basically choose to commit suicide in order to show their loyalty to God. To ensure that no secrets will be leaked.

High-ranking military officers have control chips implanted in their bodies, so even if they are caught, it is useless because nothing can be asked.

At the same time, the failure rate of planting hidden stakes in the rebels is too high, and the gains are not worth the losses. Therefore, in terms of confidentiality, the rebels can be said to be a piece of iron plate, and there is no crack even a half inch.

Vincent was also present and sighed, "The rebels have always been the mortal enemy of our intelligence gathering profession, a complete intelligence black hole! If my predecessors and successors knew that the location of the Divine Court was discovered in this way, they would probably spit out blood and doubt their own existence."

Mei Jielin glared, "What do you mean by 'it was discovered in this way'? Although the discovery of this natural wormhole was quite accidental, maybe it was the result of the luck I accumulated in the past twenty or thirty years! "

Speaking of this, she thought of something and turned to Lu Fenghan with a flattering smile, "Commander, you see, the luck that I have accumulated for twenty or thirty years has been used up at once. Will you give me a bonus to make up for it?"

Lu Fenghan was not surprised at her question at all and gave an answer: "Go to General Nie and apply for it yourself."

Mei Jielin's smile disappeared immediately - she has always been very scared of Nie Huai Ting, and felt that Nie Huai Ting was especially like the instructor in the training department whom she met twice every three days in the First Military Academy.

Staring at the planet on the virtual screen, Lu Fenghan asked Pojun: "Estimate the specific coordinates of this planet and compare them with the records in the White Tower database."

Pojun immediately replied: "There is a slight error, and they are basically the same."

Two hundred years have passed, and today's detection and positioning technology is much more advanced than that of the Earth's era, so slight errors are understandable.

Through the communication channel, Lu Fenghan ordered in a deep voice: "Major Chagall, Major Calvin, please return immediately, try to stay close to the edge of the vortex while maintaining safety, hide the attack ship that is the signal source, and make sure the stealth mode is turned to the highest level to avoid being detected by the rebels."

The communication channel was always echoing with a "sizzling" noise. After Lu Fenghan gave the order, after a time difference of nearly seven seconds, a response came from the communication channel: "Yes!"

When the attack ship began to return along the edge of the vortex and was not discovered by the rebels for the time being, Lu Fenghan ordered Pojun to connect with Nie Huaiting.

Just before the video call was connected, the people sitting at the conference table straightened their backs, looked neat and tidy, and had tense expressions, which barely fits the public's imagination of frontline officers.

According to Leto time, it was already past nine o'clock in the evening. Looking at the background of the picture, Nie Huai Ting was still working in the study, his shoulders were straight, his military uniform was not wrinkled at all, and he was holding an old-fashioned metal pen in his hand. He raised his head and asked Lu Fenghan: "What's the matter?"

Without any nonsense, Lu Fenghan explained the situation in a few words: "Last time I told you about the natural wormhole and the huge vortex we discovered. The exploration team just sent back news that the habitable planet on the other side of the vortex is where the rebels' divine court is located."

Even Nie Huai Ting, who usually remained calm in the face of great changes, could not hide his surprise after hearing this news. He put down the metal pen and repeated Lu Fenghan's words: "Where is the divine court?"

"Unless the rebels can predict all our actions and then go to great lengths to set a trap there, otherwise, it must be the Divine Court." Lu Fenghan sent the image sent back by the destroyer in front to Nie Huaiting, "If it is just a fishing trap, the cost of building this series of space fortresses is too high."

Nie Huaiting looked carefully.

As Lu Fenghan said, the reason why everyone who saw this planet thought it was the Divine Court was mainly because of the price that could be seen with the naked eye - not to mention the dozens of space fortresses surrounding the planet, even the large number of space bridges connecting the fortresses could consume a month's income from the Space Alliance's treasury.

After reading it, Nie Huai Ting asked, "Have the explorers withdrawn?"

Lu Fenghan nodded, "They are already withdrawing. There is vortex interference, and the probability of being discovered by the detector is very small. It is basically safe."

"Well, it is an unexpected gain to find the location of the Divine Court by chance, and it is also the legacy of our predecessors."

Everyone present understood what Nie Huai Ting meant.

I don't know how the rebels entered that star field, but this time, if Lu Ke hadn't left the data and the coordinates of the planet two hundred years ago, they would not have discovered the existence of the vortex so quickly after leaving the natural wormhole and found clues from it, and they would not have gone to the habitable planet with a clear goal after eliminating all possibilities.

After Nie Huai Ting pondered, he did not give a direct order, but asked: "What do you think?"

Seeing Lu Fenghan acquiesced, Du Shang spoke first: "Of course we should attack! Since we have determined the location of the rebels' lair, of course we should drive the fleet into the Divine Court!"

His fighting spirit was almost written on his face.

Wei Yin also said excitedly: "Take advantage of his weakness to kill him! We must not give the rebels a chance to recover, otherwise how long will the war last? Bombard them with missiles!"

Long Xiyun continued: "I agree with you."

Mei Jie Lin was very frugal with words: "Me too."

Lu Fenghan did not say anything.

He knew that Nie Huai Ting was recalling the arguments of the peace faction within the military before the founding day - if there were no rebels as a threat, the alliance would not be so united. When the rebels are completely eliminated, the military will also fall from its high platform in an instant.

Without external threats and wars, the army as the shield and sword of the alliance will no longer have any meaning to exist. Correspondingly, all the privileges of the military will collapse, and reducing military spending and disarmament are inevitable.

Obviously, these are all the politicians' concerns and plans.

On the front line, no one wants to relax, close their eyes and sleep peacefully, without worrying that after today, they may be blown into a handful of ash in the universe tomorrow.

So many people float on the front line with the starship, just because some things can't be avoided even if they will die.

Nie Huai Ting finally looked at Lu Fenghan.

Lu Fenghan said frankly: "Although I am the commander-in-chief of the expeditionary army, I have no right to make decisions for them. I listen to them. If they want to fight, I will do my best to lead them to win the battle."

Across the screen, Nie Huaiting nodded: "I understand."

After the call was disconnected, Wei Yin scratched the back of his head and said anxiously: "What does the commander-in-chief mean... to fight or not?"

Mei Jielin was like a seal was lifted and she was finally able to speak freely. "Of course we have to fight, otherwise why ask for our opinions? Count everyone standing here, who is not a war advocate? General Nie asked us, did he think we would answer 'no fight'? Maybe he called everyone to a meeting overnight."

Weiyin: "That makes sense!"

On the way back to the lounge, the light in the corridor had dimmed according to the rhythm of day and night, and the shadows of the two fell on the ground and merged into one.

Qi Yan suddenly asked: "General, have you ever thought about what to do after the war is over?"

"I haven't thought about it before." Lu Fenghan held Qi Yan's hand, and every few steps, their shoulders would rub against each other, but neither of them stood aside.

"I'm a soldier, and many soldiers will die, so I've predicted many ways to die, but I've never thought about how to live. But now it's different."

Qi Yan looked at him, waiting for his next words.

"Because there's no need to think about it. When the war is over, I will naturally continue to be your bodyguard." Passing the corner, Lu Fenghan suddenly stopped, trapping Qi Yan under his shadow, lowered his head and deliberately asked, "The contract was already effective when you signed it, and Po Jun also made a backup. Do you want to deny it?"

He was too close, and the tail sound was like a feather brushing against the eardrum.

"I didn't." In the dim and narrow corner, Qi Yan clung to Lu Fenghan's firm arm, her nose filled with the man's masculine scent, her voice volume dropped a degree, "I won't resist."

Lu Fenghan bit Qi Yan's thin ear tip: "Yan Yan will support me?"

With a tremble of his fingertips, Qi Yan replied after two seconds: "Yes, I will."