Chapter 73 Chapter 73 The Federation’s attack this time was strange…

The Federation’s attack this time was strange. Now any interstellar military mobilization cannot be concealed due to the huge size of the starship itself. Even if there is anti-detection technology, the Empire’s technology is better than that of the Federation, which has been stable for many years.

But Tang En no longer has time to think about why the Federation arrived at the outpost so quickly.

She nodded to the little soldier who came to deliver the message, and then went directly to the commander.

- Maybe this is a good thing.

Because no matter whether it is civilians or nobles, they are obviously left where they are.

Tang En’s idea is obviously a bit hellish, but sometimes a lose-lose situation where no one wins may also be a win-win situation.

This meant that they could finally sit down and discuss cooperation in a "calm and peaceful" manner.

Arriving at Commander Doug's meeting room, the first person Don saw was Alicia.

As a member of Don's team, Alicia was excluded when she first entered the Seventh Army. Taking Alicia's personal choice and the overall situation into consideration, Don arranged her to the logistics unit. Don didn't want someone to make things difficult for her in terms of logistics when she went out to fight.

Logistics is always inconspicuous but crucial in the army, and there are also many troublemakers in it - basically, they are relatives of certain people, who are arranged in such a safe and lucrative place.

Alicia's social skills did not disappoint Don. Alicia greeted Tang En warmly as soon as she saw him, and the young-looking logistics person beside her also greeted Tang En, while another person who looked older nodded to Tang En coldly.

There were only three logistics people, and other people were still entering the conference room.

Abigail arrived later, and she had already heard the endless voices greeting Tang En in the conference room.

This made her face cold.

Fortunately, everyone knew that Abigail was in charge of the guard of the outpost, and all the casual conversations stopped the moment she came in. Of course, these people didn't need to say how happy they were in the misfortune.

However, it is also important to build a good relationship with the future of the Seventh Legion, so after Abigail came in, there were many people who simply talked to her.

Doug is not so old that he can't do anything. Even if there are factional struggles, he is not so old that he will not do anything for the sake of face. It is always more cost-effective to bet on both sides than to only recognize one side.

Doug arrived five minutes after everyone else arrived.

Doug, who looks like a middle-aged man, is still thin, with bright eyes, but he is short.

"You should have known about the outpost." Doug said, and his adjutant projected a battle report based on his words.

Everyone looked at the brief message and their faces became serious.

Doug looked at the people in front of him.

Some of the people in the conference room had fought alongside him before, some had replaced their dead old friends, and some were newcomers who had come out after the Seventh Legion had gradually developed and improved.

Especially Campbell and Abigail.

He trusted everyone here, but he was suspicious of everyone, the only difference was the depth of the suspicion.

"Abigail, you go first." Doug directly called Abigail's name.

Abigail felt that she should be on the outpost now, not here.

Even if she had a good mental state, she couldn't help but feel fear and hesitation when everyone was looking at her and knew that she was the first person responsible, and even when she was named by the leader.

- What did Doug want to hear her say?

Abigail had an urge to admit that it was all her fault, but she said:

"After Outpost received the news that the Federation's warships had arrived at the Empire's border, I had already begun to work on the evacuation of Outpost's defenses, but I still didn't have time--"

Doug raised his hand, "I know."

Abigail's answer did not exceed his expectations, and he didn't want to listen anymore.

His eyes turned to Don.

Doug knew that Don seemed to have had a quarrel with Abigail not long ago, but now Don's expression was very calm, without any trace of ridicule or mockery.

Little Campbell was a person who was as expressionless as her grandfather, even though they looked very different.

Old Campbell often had a cold look on his face, but Tang En had almost no negative expression on her face. She was often expressionless, or had a relaxed and gentle smile, and only occasionally would she show an unfriendly expression.

Tang En looked back at him calmly.

Doug became interested and said, "Campbell, you tell me."

"Now that things have come to this, we should first find out the situation on the Outpost, find out whether the Federation wants to use the Outpost as a base or a springboard, and find a way to rescue the soldiers and civilians trapped on the Outpost."

Tang En obviously didn't care about Abigail's embarrassment at all, and was concerned about how to solve the current problem.

Ignoring is obviously also an attitude.

Doug laughed twice. His voice was hoarse and his chest resonated loudly. It sounded like the laugh of a vicious dog from hell.

"How do you want to save her?"

Tang En looked at Abigail, and the meaning was self-evident.

Abigail's mouth moved unnaturally twice, but in the face of major issues, she had no room for argument.

She had to listen to Tang En now.

The Seventh Legion immediately took action. This was the first time that Tang En took charge of such a large-scale command operation. She was the vanguard officer this time.

Abigail was half a body behind her, and the two were on the starship of the Seventh Legion.

After leaving the Seventh Legion's base camp, Abigail was finally able to vent her anger.

Seeing Tang En, who was now the chief conductor, she couldn't help but say, "I heard that your junior brother was also among the new recruits. No wonder he was so anxious. Is he anxious to save Mei?"

Abigail had of course never heard of Tang En having a boyfriend scandal. Tang En had always made people suspect that she was frigid, but this did not prevent Abigail from thinking that people who keep themselves clean hate it most when others splash dirty water on them. She knew that Tang En would be very nice to everyone who was in her camp. Saving someone's life was just something she did casually. She was even an ungrateful person that Tang En had saved.

——Twain is just like a bodhisattva in this regard, but for some reason, no one thinks that she is easy to bully.

Abigail attributed this to the fact that Twain's last name is Campbell, although she doesn't think that her origin is the only factor. After all, the imperial family is still bullied every day, and the third princess is always said to be mentally retarded.

Abigail didn't see Twain's expression, but heard her answer lightly but meaningfully:

"Yes, I will bring all the people who belong to me back safely."

"..." Abigail couldn't say more.

Perhaps Abigail should think more about whether those nobles who didn't have time to leave the outpost will hold her accountable after the war.

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Pyrus stood up from the ruins alone.

The shuttle airport, which was bustling just now, is now empty.

Plaus smelled the smell of gunpowder and the sound of bombings came from an unknown distance. His body moved and he subconsciously wanted to hide - no one would not be shocked by such noises after seeing the scene just now.

But it was obvious that those federal troops would not be back in a short time.

Plaus's mind made a reasonable judgment.

What he saw was devastation everywhere, and there were many corpses of civilians in the ruins. They were just standing beside Plaus, squeezing his walking space, and now they were all lying on the ground. Plaus didn't know who was still alive inside.

Philus covered his ears hard to make sure that there was no problem with his hearing and that he was not deafened by the loud noise of the bomb just now.

At this moment, he felt a little confused after realizing it belatedly.

The Federation Army has arrived.

Philus looked into the distance and suddenly felt that the Federation he once longed for seemed too naive. Although there were some minor frictions in the past, the outpost where people lived peacefully had been destroyed by the Federation.

Philus began to look for survivors in the ruins

of the airport. Although Philus didn't know much about this place, there should be underground passages and basements in the airport waiting room, and maybe even air defense facilities. There should be some people who can survive there.

His expression was a little numb. He walked in the ruins. Those who were still alive and able to move saw him and walked with him.

Plaus saw No. 3 and No. 6, who were originally in their team. No. 6 was No. 3's follower. The two of them walked up to him fiercely.

"Palus, now..." No. 6 seemed to want to say something to Plaus, but he was silent when he looked at him.

Plaus helped the oppressed people out. They had to leave here as soon as possible. This place was open to the sky. At least they had to find a place where they could not see the sky to hide.

"Let's save people first," Plaus said, "and then think about how to contact others."

The federal army bombed indiscriminately, and the communication signal tower must have been the opponent's main target of bombing.

No. 3 wiped his face, and seemed to be wondering how he ended up in such a situation, but he also joined the ranks of rescuers together with No. 6.

The shuttle does not need a large space to take off, so the shuttle airport is not large. This is just a small airport and the buildings are relatively crowded.

Their movements are getting faster and faster, and they are becoming more and more skilled, and more and more people are following him.

More and more people began to lend a helping hand to other compatriots, and the shortcoming of Philus not understanding the local situation was also made up.

An ordinary person in the local area said that there is an abandoned underground facility nearby that can be used as a temporary air-raid shelter.

No. 3 and No. 6 went to see the situation with the ordinary person who showed the way, and took some of the more seriously injured people there first.

Philus and some people who were in good health continued to look for living people in the ruins.

"..."

Philus found the commander who had commanded them to escape.

He was dead, but there seemed to be someone else in the ruins under him. Philus and others could only carry his body away first. Philus found a more secluded place to put his body there, hoping that there would be a chance to collect his body in the future.

In a blink of an eye, the people under the ruins were rescued by them. They had already searched the airport.

Everyone was paralyzed on the ground.

There were tiny cuts on their palms that were bleeding from the rubble.

They looked at the sky, and the wind was still blowing quietly.

Now they have nothing.

The physical condition of Cardrus is much better than that of ordinary people. After resting for a while, he began to urge others to leave here as soon as possible and go to the hiding place they found before.

Cardrus now feels surprisingly tired, but he has always had strength. His eyes are also very sore and have no image at all. He even sweated in the snow and ice because of the rescue operation.

They carried the newly found wounded and walked towards the underground facility.

Cardrus and another local walked in front.

It is relatively convenient to track footprints on the snow.

Some debris dyed the white snow gray and black.

Cardrus walked and walked, and suddenly stopped the others.

"Sir, what's the matter?" said the man he stopped.

Felix squatted down and observed the shoe prints that had never appeared on the ground.

Along the way, Felix had already recognized the footprints of the last group of people who left by looking at the ground, but these two shoe prints appeared suddenly.

Moreover, there were four new shoe prints of two people. The shoe prints in front were the shoe prints of the Seventh Legion's matching military boots, which should be No. 3 and No. 6, and they were the same as the pattern on his soles.

——Are there new people coming to support?