A Colossus rushes in at the start

Chapter 53 This alliance is bursting with confidence

Time flies, and the second-generation scouts have completed the deployment of the intelligence network along the three spiral arms of the galaxy.

Except for some particularly harsh areas, such as the high-energy region at the center of the galaxy, the vicinity of pulsars, and high-temperature plasma nebulae, more than half of the galaxy is under the faster-than-light monitoring of the Babel swarm.

Since the second-generation scout creatures were dispersed to the third spiral arm, the swarm has been able to detect the locations of many administrative stars of the Star Alliance.

These faster-than-light administrative stars will not remain in a star system for more than three days, or three Earth days.

Upon arriving at each star system, they would immediately collect all the available materials within that system. Around the third day, the people who had ventured into outer space to mine materials would return, and the entire administrative star would then jump away at faster-than-light speed.

However, these supposedly secretive and vigilant actions by the mobile administrative stars are actually meaningless to the swarm, because no matter how fast these administrative stars jump, they are always jumping between star systems in the galaxy and will never escape the swarm's intelligence network's view.

It's unclear whether the Star Alliance's current technology doesn't allow them to do this, or whether the people on the planet believe that their current practice of exceeding the speed of light every three days is well-hidden.

Anyway, so far, the swarm hasn't seen any of the administrative stars run away from the galaxy; they've all been wandering around within a certain area of ​​the galaxy.

In their opinion, the swarm felt that the Star Alliance was somewhat out of their minds. They could think of preserving some seeds of civilization before the great war, but the Star Alliance didn't do that.

What the mainframes didn't know was that the Star Alliance, observing the Babel Swarm, also felt that the mainframes on the Babel Swarm's side were somewhat mentally unstable...

Star Alliance General Staff, Virtual Space.

"Well, it's all for nothing!"

A staff officer, full of resentment, threw a full 1kT of files into the system junk file for deletion.

The staff officer's friend happened to come to visit him and saw this scene. He asked with great concern, "Micah, what happened?"

"Do you remember the battle in the Belan Starfield?" Micah asked rhetorically.

His friend felt a chill run down his spine. Everyone in the alliance knew about this battle; it was big news recently.

"That battle that wiped out the planetary-level bee swarm? Of course I remember, what's up?" my friend asked.

Micah explained helplessly, "After that battle, I was put in charge of the military deployment in that star system."

"After that annihilation battle, I anticipated that it would likely provoke the mutated bee swarm, leading to a fierce attack, so I invested a lot of effort there, but..."

Micah looked like he couldn't continue speaking, his two big ears flapping wildly. This was the way the Micah race expressed extreme sadness, which, in human terms, was probably equivalent to burying his face in his hands and crying.

What could make your friend so sad?

Could it be that there has been some major change in the strategic deployment?

Could it be that the wormhole generation device in the Bilan Starfield was destroyed by the swarm of bee creatures?

This is no joke. If it were a sneak attack, that would be fine, but if it were a head-on confrontation, the fact that the swarm of creatures could destroy the wormhole generator even with the Star Alliance fleet blocking them means that if the swarm of creatures launches a frenzied attack, the wormhole generator, in conjunction with the Star Alliance fleet, would not be enough to wipe out the enemy.

But then his friend thought about it again and felt something was wrong. Putting aside the power and uninterceptability of the wormhole attack, from a military intelligence perspective, he had no idea that the swarm of bee creatures had launched an attack.

His friend anxiously inquired, "What happened to the Bilan Starfield in the end? Was it breached?"

"No!" Micah firmly denied his friend's guess, then replied, "It turns out the swarm attack I feared never happened!"

"I expended so much effort, and I didn't get a single military credit! Can you believe it?"

"The masterminds of the Babel swarm must be out of their minds. The alliance's preparation period was the perfect time to launch an attack, and they actually missed such a good opportunity? If I were in control, not a single one of them would survive!"

Listening to what Micah said, his friend fell silent, looking at Micah speechlessly. He felt that all his emotions had been wasted on something meaningless, and he was too lazy to even get angry.

"...You've wasted my feelings. I suggest you see a doctor as soon as possible."

After saying that, his friend turned and left, too lazy to pay any more attention to Micah. Soon, the first batch of wormhole generators will be completed.

At that time, which was also the moment of the extinction of the bee swarm, he, as one of the strategic advisors, had to rush to participate in the meeting to seize the occupied area.

"Wait a minute, Regus," Micah called his friend's name.

Regus didn't stop walking, only replying, "What now?"

Micah composed himself, abandoning his eccentric behavior, and solemnly reminded his friend Regus.

"The mutated bee swarm has acted too abnormally this time. Instead of attacking at the most opportune moment, they chose to remain on guard like the Alliance. This is not a good sign. They must be plotting something. I have been feeling uneasy lately, with a feeling that something bad is about to happen."

"I hope you will be cautious when deploying for this large-scale operation," Micah reminded him, knowing that his friend would be participating in the attack meeting.

"I would have done it without you telling me," Regus replied.

"Whatever those swarming creatures are planning, it's all meaningless. Wormhole attacks ignore time, distance, and obstacles. Faced with such overwhelming power, what can they possibly resist?"

Regus’s question was laced with unparalleled confidence, a confidence born from the wormhole strike.

The strike was so perfect, so miraculous, that when Regus first learned about the wormhole strike, he couldn't help but feel a sense of awe for this high-energy attack.

An instantaneous strike that ignores spacetime scales and any obstacles, and it's a black hole capable of devouring any matter; more importantly, there's already more than one such wormhole generation device...

Regus could even picture the tragic scene of the Babel bee swarm ravaging the galaxy being wiped out.

Watching Regus's figure move from the virtual portal to another strategic conference room, Micah's two big ears drooped in disappointment.

"I hope my worries are unfounded."

……

With the great war imminent, countless warships of the Star Alliance set sail from space facilities such as shipyards and starports. The patrol fleets changed their original conservative defensive posture, leaving only a small number of garrison fleets to provide defense for the wormhole generation device, while the vast majority of the fleets set sail at faster-than-light speeds.

These fleets set sail, heading straight for the star field conquered by the Babel swarm!

Some of the mobile administrative stars are temporarily stationed in star systems, and occasionally the Star Alliance fleets pass by.

The exhaust plumes generated by the reactors on board the fleet were so bright that it seemed as if tens of millions of stars had suddenly appeared in the pitch-black space, turning the administrative star in the night sky into daylight and obscuring the blazing sun that was shining brightly over the administrative star in the daytime sky.

At this time of year, the people on the administrative planet cheer, offer sincere blessings, or are moved to tears, thrilled by the greatness born from the union of civilizations.

This time, these great beings will, for the sake of civilization and all intelligent races in the galaxy, eliminate the evil that entrenched itself in the galaxy, bringing peace and prosperity to all races.

At least that's what the aliens of the Star Alliance think...

(End of this chapter)