From cannon fodder to sweeping across thousands of stars.

Chapter 589: Intensity
"It's been five minutes, Miss Saleh."

Amber, who had secured herself with a safety rope, gave a calm reminder, then turned to look at the battle area on the other side.

Just as the strike team commander Ramos said, the 'Red Hand' strike team unsurprisingly displayed a crushing momentum and nothing unexpected happened.

Although the fleet of the Truth Seeking Foundation is quite strong on paper and also has many battleships, they are obviously inferior to Atlas in terms of experience and tactical coordination.

After several major wars, the Atlas combat fleet had gained a lot of experience. Whether it was the crew members or the ship-borne HCP pilots and combat boat drivers, they had all experienced the brutal actual combat.

The intensity of the battle is much higher than the Foundation's daily fights against pirates and civilian ships.

So after they collided with the fleet of the Seeking Truth Foundation, they were like wolves among a flock of sheep.
According to what Amber saw on the command channel, the bombardment commander of the strike team even took this opportunity to have several squadrons of heavy armored combat boats conduct actual combat attack drills against capital ships, especially battleships.

Compared to the smooth sailing of the Red Hand strike team, Amber did not expect that something went wrong on Saleh's side.

He glanced at the lower left corner of the HUD on the psychic combat suit's mask. Hmm. Another 20 seconds passed.

Although he did not speak at this time, Saleh, who was standing in front of him fiddling with the rapid entrance and exit identification device, still felt the pressure from behind, and the soft foot-like tentacles behind his head could not help but wriggle nervously.

"Right now! I'll try another method and crack it with brute force! The security agreement that was originally established was only valid for 100,000 years, and it can be circumvented by now!"

After saying this, the former think tank deacon placed his right hand on the identification device at the entrance and exit, and then channeled his spiritual energy into it.

The information technology of the Jerram people seems familiar yet strange to Amber. Human information technology will more or less bear their shadow, but in essence there are still huge differences between the two.

Saleh's brute force hack was relatively reliable. This time, Amber didn't have to wait too long, and the outer door of this fast access passage was quickly opened.

Amber sent a psychic wave inside, and after confirming that there were no strange ambushes, she floated in first - and then saw the flashing red light symbolizing a warning, as well as a string of Jeram language transmitted through the psychic combat suit.

"Warning, the A-area No. 2 rapid access passage has been violently hacked. Non-combatants please immediately lock your equipment and evacuate the area. Nearby guards are being dispatched to intercept the intrusion!"

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The red light flashing in front of her eyes and the warning in her ears made Amber look back at the embarrassed Saleh, who said embarrassedly: "Brute force cracking will definitely bring some unexpected surprises."

"I'm not worried about the guards. This institute is not big. It doesn't have enough space to accommodate biological weapons and maintenance equipment like your think tank. So even if there are guards, they are probably automatic machines. After so many years, they are probably broken."

Amber waved her hand, emitting psychic waves to detect the surrounding environment and possible enemies, while slowly floating forward.

Just as he said, the size of this research institute is much smaller than that of a think tank, which means it is destined to be difficult to be as durable as a think tank. Therefore, the gravity control system of this research institute has been out of control for who knows how many years. Now the two can only explore the interior of the research institute in a zero-gravity environment.

"Then what are you worried about?" Salih pushed hard against the wall and hurried to catch up.

Amber: "The progress of the Truth Seeking Foundation in cracking the access control is faster than I thought. I am afraid that the valuable information in this institute will be taken away by them first."

“Ah, no, Boss!” Saleh shook her head hastily. “They came in through the main gate. To get to the core area on the top floor, they have to pass through at least six gates. Even if they can crack all of them, it will still take some time to run up from the bottom. So we will arrive before them!”

After hearing what Salih said, Amber nodded with relief, and then continued to float forward, while constantly looking at the interior of the research institute.

Unlike the think tank that discovered Saleh at the time, which showed a sense of "calmness" due to the orderly evacuation, this Entat 032 Institute showed a sense of "life" in all aspects. Some unknown chips and small devices were floating in the air, as well as some green potted decorations. Amber even saw a thing that looked like a "thermos cup" - according to Saleh, the Jerram people really like to drink warm water in their daily lives.
In human terms, it made Amber feel like there were a group of Forerunner researchers working here just a second ago, but she didn't know what happened and everyone was evacuating in a hurry, and she might bump into a panicked Forerunner researcher at the next corner.
Due to the existence of the "mental shackles", Saleh also sensed Amber's emotional changes. Although he didn't know what he was thinking, after seeing the surrounding environment, this pioneer roughly guessed what Amber was thinking at the moment.

"This is the effect of 'Net Stasis', Boss."

"You can read minds?" Amber looked at Salih with a little surprise.

"No, no, no, I guessed it. We, the Jeram people, are gifted in analyzing emotions and psychological activities~"

Salih smiled, and the soft foot-like tentacles behind her head swayed happily for a while, and then continued:

"After the 'net stagnation' effect is activated, theoretically the interior of this research institute will be completely sealed off, which is similar to the flow of time approaching zero infinitely. In addition, I just checked the institute's logs and found that they left with the last batch of fleets that launched the 'Time and Space Expedition', so the evacuation was indeed quite urgent."

"Then why did the gravity control effect disappear?"

Saleh: "Because the energy required to maintain the gravity control system is not low, the institute cannot provide enough energy in the 'net stagnation' state. This further proves that the institute was evacuated in a hurry at the time. Otherwise, these floating devices you see should be stored according to the standards of a zero-gravity environment."

Amber nodded. "We're walking in a hurry. Does that mean that our chances of finding 'good stuff' here will also be greatly increased?"

“Well, that’s exactly what happened.”

Saleh had to admit that Amber's thinking was still rather unconventional in some situations, and even she couldn't keep up with Amber's thinking in some situations.

"Then let's speed up the process and not let..."

"boom!"

Before Amber could finish her words, she heard a loud noise coming from deep within the floor they were on.

Saleh quickly glanced at the floor plan displayed in the helmet, then took off the electromagnetic rifle from his back, and at the same time, a little bit of psychic blue light appeared in his hands.

"It's the direction of the door leading to the next level."

"They moved very quickly this time." Amber frowned, and while entering combat mode, she also focused the detection direction of the psychic wave to the position indicated by Saleh.

Then he discovered that there was an "energetic black hole" in the direction of the gate that could not be clearly detected. It not only absorbed all the psychic waves emitted by Amber, but also completely obscured the specific situation at the gate, just like a "crack generator" in a classic game.

"Wait, isn't this the ability of a level 6 psychic?"

Amber was shocked. He never expected to encounter a unit that looked like sixth-level psychics here at this time.

Before he could say anything to Salih, the next second, a pair of blue eyes lit up in the "psychic black hole" and looked straight at him.

"Maru spicy!"

(End of this chapter)