From cannon fodder to sweeping across thousands of stars.

Chapter 498 Franklin, Confused Again

As the Renaissance Alliance's army gradually gained the upper hand in the battle, the situation on the battlefield began to become clearer.

When General Lampard's troops formed a siege around the area controlled by the Renaissance Alliance, the main positions mainly relied on high-mobility units such as HCP troops and light and medium synthetic forces to support each other.

It has to be said that the staff officers under General Lampard are quite capable. Although their reactions and adaptability are a bit slow in some unexpected situations, their performance is still remarkable when it comes to steady and formulaic battles.

A group of positions consisting of multiple tactical nodes supporting each other, and a large front consisting of multiple group of positions supporting each other, form a "small ring within a big ring" situation.

Equipped with highly mobile units as rapid reaction forces to provide support between various tactical nodes and position groups, they successfully accomplished the "feat" of restricting the Renaissance Alliance with a relatively small number of troops.

This is of course related to the fact that the Renaissance Alliance's combat troops are somewhat "green", but it is undeniable that the staff officers under General Lampard are able to use the "routines" they learned from the Atlas combat troops to this extent, which is already very good.

However, as Banninger, Memphis and others commented, these staff officers lacked flexible arrangements in actual application. It was okay when facing opponents like the Renaissance Alliance, but as long as some unexpected situations occurred - such as the "enemy situation" of the Immortal Legion's orbital airdrop to the hinterland, big problems would arise.

The final result also confirmed the judgment of Banninger and others. Except for the front area where General Lampard was located, other key areas were lost under the large-scale offensive of the Renaissance Alliance. The original garrison troops were either killed or fled, and it would be difficult to gather these units again in a short period of time.

At this time, the report Franklin heard in the headquarters also confirmed that the Renaissance Alliance had completely controlled two large industrial areas and a satellite city.

Of course, there were also some industrial parks that were "encircled" into the control of the Renaissance Alliance during this process and were also "liberated" in this battle.

Although these areas, which were previously under the control of General Lampard and were almost under martial law and slavery, will take some time to resume production, the food crisis faced by Franklin and his men will gradually ease in a short period of time.

Franklin, somewhat disturbed by the wreckage he and Eleanor had seen, finally listened to the last part of the report from the armed forces commander and staff.

They suggested pursuing the victory, encircling General Lampard with a greater force advantage than before, and taking the opportunity to completely eliminate this "big trouble".

Franklin naturally had no objection to this. He knew that his military talent was definitely not as good as those of professionals, so as long as the general direction was correct, he would generally not directly interfere with the command like he did last night.

After the meeting, Franklin returned to the door of his room in the camp. Eleanor, who was following behind him, saw that he looked a little absent-minded and couldn't help asking:
"Franklin, are you okay? Why do I feel like you're not in a good state? Are you too tired? Do you want me to give you a massage to relieve your fatigue?"

"I'm fine, Eleanor."

Franklin looked back at the girl following behind him, couldn't help but touch her head, and then forced a smile on his face:
"You should go back to your room and rest soon. You've been exhausted these past two days. If you have a good rest, we'll probably be busy again."

Eleanor didn't say much after hearing Franklin's words.

There were many people in the camp at this time, and Franklin's single room was next to other people's rooms, so it was not appropriate for her to follow Franklin into the room at this time.

"Then you have a good rest, I'm going back first~"

After that, Eleanor left quickly without staying for long.

Watching her back disappear in the distance, Franklin turned around, walked into the room and closed the door.

After a moment, he pulled out a lighter-sized thing from his pocket, pressed a button, and placed it on the table in the room.

This is a small gadget he obtained some time ago, which can temporarily interfere with or directly block any possible surveillance equipment.

After confirming that the red light on the device turned green, representing 'safe', Franklin took out a small communicator.

This was a "small gift" that he suddenly received not long after his last call with Amber. The communicator had only one function, which was to directly contact the headquarters of the Atlas Group through quantum entanglement communication technology.

Taking a deep breath, Franklin pressed the 'Initiate Communication Request' button on the screen as if he was about to accomplish some difficult mission.
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On the other side, Amber and Lilith were guarding in the virtual space called 'Valhalla', watching Baninger and others return one by one.

When a sudden stream of data gradually turned into the last immortal participating in this operation, Amber finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Although he knew that the situation he was worried about would rarely occur, he still didn't want these immortals to encounter another glitch like the "last battle" in their lifetime after being transformed into "digital life".

This kind of thing would be enough to give him a warning once.

Amber was about to say something when Lilith suddenly spoke to him:
"Master, Mr. Franklin has come as you expected. Do you need me to transfer you in? If not, I will ask the AI ​​customer service to handle it for you~"

"Come on in, this chat is going to produce some results."

As Amber spoke, she informed Baninger and switched to another encrypted virtual space.

Soon, Franklin's communication was also connected.

"Hey, Mr. Franklin, it's been a while since our last call. How are you doing? How's your 'business' going?"

Amber's voice sounded very enthusiastic, like she was talking to an old friend she hadn't seen for a long time.

But Lilith beside him couldn't help but pout, because she knew that when Amber communicated with others in such a slightly exaggerated tone, it was often time to do something.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Rebir. I just noticed the time there. Am I disturbing you too late?"

"No, I'm busy with other things, so I'm in a good mood right now~"

Hearing that Amber's tone was still so enthusiastic, Franklin paused for a moment, and finally slowly and simply recounted what had happened from last night to now.

Amber: "Wow, Mr. Franklin is really amazing. You have assembled such a large team in such a short time. Congratulations on resolving the current crisis. But is it really appropriate for you to tell me all these things as an outsider?"

Hearing the word "outsider", Franklin was silent for a moment, then asked:
"Mr. Rebir, are the four teams that were airdropped last night not sent by you to help?"

"Does the wreckage you found have any Atlas markings on it?"

"Uh no."

"So you found an Atlas employee?"

"No, they are all unmanned units."

"Is there a single part, a single wire, or a single chip that was produced in an Atlas factory?"

“That’s not true.”

"Then why do you think I sent someone to help?"

(End of this chapter)