Chapter 14

Driven to the limit, Milan flew into a rage. She casually picked up a gun and said hatefully, "You dead fatso, you're really looking for death today, aren't you?"

"Bang!"

A bullet hit the ground beside Tian Kaiwen's foot.

The fat guy was startled and jumped up quickly, his whole body trembling. Like a dog wagging its tail frantically at its master, his chubby face instantly filled with an obsequious smile. "Just kidding, just kidding. This is undoubtedly the masterpiece of the beautiful and intelligent Miss Milan."

Seeing that Milan still seemed angry and on the verge of losing her temper again, the fat guy, who knew this seemingly gentle woman was actually a powder keg, quickly changed the subject. "What kind of metal is this mecha made of?"

Mentioning her most proud masterpiece, Milan seemed to calm down a bit. She flung the gun in her hand aside, clapped her hands, and said, "Allow me to enlighten you. This is a bio - two - state metal jointly invented by Professor Boswell and me. Its experimental code is BM3633, and as of yet, it has no official name."

As Milan walked towards the giant computer by the wall, she motioned for the fat guy to follow and continued, "This metal has the advantages of liquid metal without its disadvantages. Of course, it's no cheaper than liquid metal. In some ways, it's even rarer."

Opening a file on the touch - screen of the computer, Milan pointed to a plant in the file and said to the fat guy, "This metal can only be obtained in its raw form through this metal - devouring grass. This kind of grass only grows in the Arctic of Milock Star. The quantity is extremely scarce. Because the soil in the Arctic Circle contains natural radioactive substances and super - heavy metal particles, basically no living organisms can survive there. This grass is the only inhabitant there. In the nutrients it sustains itself with, the proportion of metal is very high. The metal that can't be absorbed is excreted by it. This excrement is the raw material of the bio - two - state metal."

"The characteristics of this metal were discovered by Professor Boswell," Milan said, twirling an atomic pen quickly between her slender fingers, her small nose wrinkling proudly. "I used the repulsion between the metal - devouring grass and the raw material to complete this alloy!!"

The fat guy understood. "That means the liquid metal is the result of the metal - devouring grass's biological cells making the metal in a liquid state. When these biological cells are forcibly isolated or shut down, this metal, similar to biological fluid, will return to a solid state. Although the metal - devouring grass can change the metal's form, this metal is actually its unabsorbable excrement. So, it avoids the phenomenon of the biological cells devouring the metal. By mixing it with memory alloy to accelerate this change process, this super - alloy is created. Is that right?"

"Correct answer," a voice came from behind the fat guy. The fat guy turned his head and saw it was Professor Boswell.

The old man patted the fat guy's head in surprise and said, "You have a good understanding. You can infer the experimental idea from just one sentence of Milan's. It seems it's really underutilizing you to just have you do mechanical repairs."

The old man turned to Milan and said, "Show him the manufacturing theory and data of this mecha." Then he said to the fat guy, "Remember to read the last sentence carefully. Milan will help you if you have any questions."

The flattered fat guy quickly finished reading the document. However, the last sentence left him trembling and at a loss.

At the end of this document, which recorded various data, manufacturing theories, and experimental results of the mecha, it was written: This document is a Class - S top - secret document of the Leray Federation.

The fat guy didn't even dare to imagine what would be the only outcome for a mechanical repairman, who was trying hard to change his death - sentence with a reprieve to life imprisonment, after seeing such a Class - S top - secret document.

"Two years!" A voice sounded in the fat guy's ear. To the fat guy, this voice was like that of a devil. It was Boswell, who had taken advantage of his curiosity to set him up.

The old man said with a cold face, "You'll have to work here for at least two years. Wait until this document is declassified or its security level is lowered to Class - B. Just stay here peacefully for these two years."

The fat guy was a bit dazed. He thought to himself, "Wasn't I on a death - sentence with a reprieve? What does he mean by two years?"

The cruel war continued.

The Gacharin Empire intensified its ground offensive on Milock Star. Since the air power of the Leray Federation was almost completely destroyed, the main connections between cities were cut off by the imperial army. The city - guarding troops were trapped in a situation of fighting on their own. Despite their desperate defense, five cities still inevitably fell into the hands of the invaders.

War is the continuation of politics, and politics is to ensure the development needs of one's own people. Although nuclear technology could easily destroy a planet thousands of years ago, under the constraints of the Cosmic War Convention and also for practical needs, neither of the warring parties would use weapons that would bring unbearable consequences to their own people.

Precisely because of this, the ground resistance on Milock Star could still continue.

However, how long could this hopeless resistance last? The federal soldiers were a bit confused. If the Federation couldn't gain air superiority, the ground forces would be eliminated one by one. The blood and sacrifices would only bring about meaningless casualties.

The federal radio stations appealed for resistance every day, and the resistance never stopped. Three of the five occupied cities became complete ruins, and tens of millions of people died in the war. Even so, underground resistance organizations began to emerge in these cities. These resistance organizations, spontaneously formed by scattered federal soldiers, quickly gathered together in accordance with the "Code of Conduct for Soldiers Behind Enemy Lines" and constantly harassed the enemy with almost shabby weapons, showing great tenacity and stubbornness.

Was this a spark that was about to ignite or a flickering afterglow on the verge of extinction on the ashes...

The eyes of everyone were turned towards the junction of the Atlantis Star Region and the Leray Central Star Region... Only by breaking through here could the Newton Galaxy return to the hands of the Federation.

Wormholes are the only way for humans to conquer the universe and cross spatial and temporal distances. Humans created space - jump channels by using the natural wormholes between star regions, shortening a distance of tens of thousands of light - years to almost the blink of an eye. When interstellar battleships conduct space jumps, they can't deploy energy shields. A battleship without an energy shield can be completely destroyed by a single salvo from the main guns of three enemy battleships.

The junction of Atlantis and Leray is actually two huge spatial regions tens of thousands of light - years apart. These two regions are the entrances on both sides of the wormhole.

The imperial army is now guarding the entrance to the Atlantis Star Region. The Gacharin Empire Space Fleet is stationed here. Several fleets respectively guard a part of this vast space. They can detect any flying object that doesn't belong to the empire in this space in the shortest possible time and surround or destroy it.

The advantage of the Federation is that no one knows at which moment these vengeful battleships will suddenly appear in front of the imperial army. No main gun of a battleship can be fully charged within two minutes, and no one knows at which position in a specific space the federation battleships emerging from the jump will appear. Just three minutes after the jump ends, the battleship can activate its energy shield.

Even so, for the Leray Federation, this is still a battle that is destined to begin with sacrifice.

So, who will go first?

To become the target of the enemy's attack, to hold the exit of the passage with their blood, and to bear the sacrifice for the following fleets.

This sharp question made the soldiers of the Newton Galaxy local fleet sneer. They sneered at the person who asked this question.

These Leray people said, "We'll go! We'll take back what we've lost!!!"

Their eyes were red, and no one dared to compete with them.

Two months ago, after losing more than 50% of their battleships, this local fleet, which was responsible for garrisoning the Newton Galaxy and was almost entirely composed of local soldiers from the Milock Binary Stars, retreated to the Leray Central Star Region in humiliation.

They were in great pain.

Their homeland and relatives were suffering from the war, but they were powerless.

Every day they spent in the Leray Central Star Region was a torture and an ordeal. This heart - rending humiliation drove them crazy. They kept training, sleeping only three hours a day.

In fact, they didn't even have three hours! They were awakened by nightmares every day, or woke up crying out loud... and couldn't fall asleep again...

In March 2060, New Era.

The Leray Federation assembled a fleet that accounted for more than half of the total national military strength and began a strong attack on the jump point...

When the Newton Galaxy local fleet, which had been replenished with troops and battleships, unhesitatingly disappeared one after another into a distorted light and shadow.

Hamilton, the president of the Federation, delivered his third national television speech since the outbreak of the war.

He stood in front of the Monument of Independence, which represented freedom and unity. On the TV screen behind him, the footage that reporters had risked their lives to shoot when various planets fell was being played. These footages were sent back to the capital and made into a special feature: "Who Is Killing Our Loved Ones". The special feature was made with black - and - white footage throughout, with only one color restored, the color of blood. In the entire special feature, all the blood was in its original color, miserable and vivid.

A huge explosion rang out in the most prosperous area of the city. Amid heart - rending cries, a father tightly held a dead little boy in his arms. He buried his head in the little boy's forehead, kissing him constantly. Tears and snot flowed onto the little boy's face.