Chapter 2040 Freedom Blade

Weilan Empire, Southern Starfield, Tamaria Galaxy,

The No. 3 mobile military fortress of the Freedom Rebels, the "Blade of Freedom" space base.

The originally silent starry sky was filled with gunpowder and smoke, and the flames of war spread throughout the galaxy. What connected the planets was no longer a smooth interstellar channel, but a convenient interstellar transition point, but one military display after another, crazy Zerg, and warring fleets.

The main part of the Liberty Blade space base is like a sharp sword inserted into the starry sky, and the docking port that revolves around looks like the energy wave caused by the sword being unsheathed.

Twelve layers of docking ports make Liberty Blade enough to accommodate twelve military forts at the same time.

This is an out-and-out powerful war machine that makes one feel chills at a glance.

"cough cough"

"cough cough"

The sound of continuous coughing echoed in the empty and simple room, and everyone looked worriedly at the man standing in the treatment detector in the center of the ward.

The wrinkles and scars on the face are particularly prominent due to weight loss, and the skin with obvious lines and muscles can still be found loose due to aging.

The chest rose and fell violently, and the blood spread from the throat to the mouth until it flowed into the breath detector uncontrollably.

The whole body is covered with various detection patches, and several catheters are inserted into the waist, abdomen and back scapula, and the translucent liquid is circulated.

The man's lower body was completely soaked in the green nutritional recovery potion.

The medical staff in white coats looked seriously at the various data that kept flashing on the display.

The blue aperture barrier keeps others out.

A group of officers dressed in rebel uniforms stood outside the circle of light with anxious expressions, not at all calm and calm. Everyone had a solemn and worried look on their faces.

The attending doctor in a white coat stepped out of the light circle, and several officers immediately stepped forward to surround him. The menacing momentum and the bloody murderous aura brought by the battlefield made the doctor back subconsciously, his legs trembling.

The leader raised his hand to stop the others, "Restrain."

"Excuse me, Professor Dacourt, we are only worried about the Marshal's health."

The professor waved his hand,

He said it was okay but took two steps back for safety. The coercion of these officers was too oppressive for a non-combatant.

"The marshal's injury is difficult to heal, and it can only temporarily delay the aggravation of the injury. It is too difficult to recover."

This is a very euphemistic way of saying it. In fact, given the age of Marshal Nuohan and the injuries he suffered, it is very rare for him to be able to hang his life.

"Is there no other way?"

The professor shook his head, "I very much hope that I can answer yes, but... alas..." The professor lowered his head helplessly.

This is bad news for everyone present, and even more bad news for the Freedom Rebels.

"Everyone is not allowed to leak information."

"This matter can only be sealed in this room."

The ward fell into absolute silence, only the faint sound of the equipment running.

"When will the Marshal wake up?"

"After three hours, the effect of the medicine wears off, and the Marshal can be awake for about two hours."

Mere physical sobriety is useless. Marshal Nuohan can use it to think clearly, and the time when he is fully conscious is only about two hours.

"How long will it last?"

"It will remain in this state for nearly half a month. The marshal's body is seriously overdrawn. Because of the injury, to maintain a balance of energy consumption, the dose of medicine must be increased."

The faces of several officers became more solemn, none of them looked good, and they were in an important period of war with the empire. The serious injury of the marshal was a major blow to the morale and even the strategic arrangement of the entire army.

The man with the rank of lieutenant general on his shoulder was the highest rank among all the people present.

Everyone looked up at him.

The news of the marshal's serious injury cannot be leaked, but the military plan against the Weilan Empire cannot be suspended, and finally made breakthroughs one after another, and even opened a defensive gap in the imperial star circle, which is the critical moment to open the situation.

Several people have reached a consensus between a few glances.

When several people were talking, a nurse came out, "This is the arraignment that the marshal told you to hand over to you before the treatment begins."

Several people looked at each other and exhaled the light screen, and the picture was enlarged to a curved surface with a width of one meter. Nuohan was lying on the hospital bed, with his chest half upright and sat up with mechanical assistance. "I have an appointment with Mo Ye. If I am not awake when she comes, you should make arrangements and calculate the time. It should be here soon."

After Nuohan finished this simple explanation with a smile, the image disappeared.

"only these?"

The lieutenant general looked at the nurse with a solemn expression.

"Yes, sir."

Calculate what it means that the time is approaching, and what does the old marshal mean by throwing out this news all at once.

"The marshal really has high hopes for that young man."

Little young?

The lieutenant general raised one eyebrow and looked at the person who spoke. He is also a veteran general with great military exploits, but he has always dismissed the praise of personal combat power. He always insists that the construction of the army and the development of military technology are human exploration. Interstellar right way.

Bolt cleared his throat, and said in a deep voice, "Baldwin Kasman, I don't want to hear such words again, let alone the Ye Yanluo Explorers."

The major general who was called by his first name glanced at Bolt, as if confirming his seriousness. When he realized the seriousness of the lieutenant general, he straightened his back and put his legs together, "Yes."

After finishing speaking, he still opened his mouth and said, "We can't completely pin our hope of victory on an underage little girl. No matter how powerful she is, I always insist that the role of a single individual in a war is limited."

This is very reasonable.

If Mo Ye stood here, he would definitely nod in agreement, and he must count on her to save the world and eliminate the Great Demon King of the Empire.

"You should trust the Marshal's judgment. Naturally, the Marshal has his intentions in doing so."

"clear."

"Notify the shuttle station to make arrangements."

Layer after layer of instructions were issued, and the berth reserved for the egg cake was soon ready.

Freeblade moves slowly within the planned orbit.

When the egg cake entered the designated coordinates, Mo Ye was a little surprised. She didn't expect the space station of the Freedom Resistance Army to be so...so conspicuous.

'Blade of Liberty'

The huge body glowed with a cold metallic luster, and two of the twelve connection ports were currently connected to a military fortress.

Titanium gray and silver white set off each other. In the silent starry sky, the huge shape of Liberty Blade sets off the egg cake like a quail egg in a dinosaur's lair. It is too small.

The sense of oppression is too strong.

"Momo, don't you feel a little dizzy?" Yan An cleared his throat, "Although the sharp sword piercing the starry sky is very domineering, will it shine too much? Shouldn't it be hidden in a corner so that it won't be discovered? Headquarters?"

If Marshal Nohan, the top general of the Freedom Resistance Army, is in this space station, wouldn't it be opening his mouth and howling, "Come on, hit me, hit me, why don't you come and hit me!"

"on purpose?"

Yan An was silent for a while, then turned to look at Mo Ye with a smile and answered confidently, "I think this is to welcome us."

Mo Ye "..." This is really an interesting thought.

"Of course, it may also be that they are afraid that we will get lost, so they took the initiative to take on the role of a lighthouse. I believe that the Freedom Resistance Army is not the kind of idiot who is so stupid as to expose itself."

The towering space station, which was originally cold and awe-inspiring, has become a not-so-funny joke in the exchange of words between Mo Ye and Yan An.

The point is totally wrong.

The tower staff who were assisting in guiding the berthing during the whole process turned green, red and white.

Didn't you two team leaders consider that it is really okay to have such a big face-to-face discussion because we are currently in the stage of a live call for parking guidance?

Dongcheng and his party didn't have much feeling for this huge war machine.

"This is the most advanced and massive space weapon I've seen since I came here. It's pretty good."

The sincere praise is enough to make people speculate that the level of military science and technology civilization in Dongcheng's hometown must be better than that of the Star Alliance.

"We are soldiers who have served in the military and participated in wars. The combat power of such a military space station is enough to rank among the top fifty."

Yan An glanced at Mo Ye when he heard the words, and sent a message, "It is very necessary for us to increase military construction funds for Burgess. The gap is a bit big, and it is too dangerous."

The egg cake entered the berth under the traction of the tower.

The sharp blade that was still glowing and heating a second ago quickly turned off the light source after the egg cake entered and entered a hidden state.

There have been many indirect and direct cooperations with the Freedom Rebel Army, during which they have communicated several times and exchanged a lot of information, but this is the first time Mo Ye has set foot on the military base of the Freedom Rebel Army.

Guided by a professional guide along the way, the whole journey takes a transfer car. The walking route is like a maze, and it will be impossible to judge the direction for a while.

The internal and external defenses are extremely strict.

"Your Excellency Mo Ye, for safety reasons, it is not allowed to bring heavy weapons and any portable cold weapons into the ward. I hope you can cooperate with us."

This kind of rule is for security needs, but it is unfair to visitors. Confiscating weapons, or even wearing bracelets that restrict abilities and physical strength, is undoubtedly giving your life to the other party.

The Freedom Resistance Army had already prepared for Mo Ye's opposition, and had preset various persuasion plans, but Mo Ye simply nodded and agreed.

"I don't carry any weapons." Of course the ones in the space ring don't count.

Mo Ye believed that since these people dared to make such a request, the prohibition against the space sages might have already been prepared.

After all, they were facing a space sage, and the Freedom Resistance Army didn't dare to go too far.

After the soldiers in charge of the security check completed a series of security check procedures including identity verification, Mo Ye and Yan An were finally brought into the reception room.

The structure of the reception room is simple, but the field of vision is excellent. It is a fully transparent hexagonal geometry suspended in the starry sky.

Admiral Nohan, no, this is the Marshal, the highest leader of the Freedom Resistance Army.

Nuohan sat in a smart wheelchair and did not deliberately conceal his injuries. Since such a disguise could not be successful in front of a saint, he might as well be more frank.

The only person Nuo Han wants to see is Mo Ye.

Yan An was assigned to another reception room.

"The marshal has been feeling unwell recently, and he is not suitable for overwork. He only met with deputy head Mo. I hope you don't mind, head Yan."

Yan An glanced at the major general rank on the opponent's shoulder and smiled, "Of course not."

One wanted to inquire, and the other didn't mind getting close, and they hit it off immediately. Under the tone of mutual testing, Yan An and the officer started a harmonious and loving exchange, and they got along very happily.

At least when Mo Ye came out of the reception room, what he saw was the picture of two big men talking eagerly with smiles on their faces.

If Yan An is willing, Mo Ye doesn't mind letting Yan An stay for a while.

Seeing Yan An get up, Mo Ye immediately said, "You can stay here."

The two lived in the lounge arranged by the rebels, and when they entered the room, Xiaoqi conducted a security check immediately, "Master, don't worry, there is no monitoring and monitoring."

Even so, necessary security precautions must be taken.

"This old fox wants to meet you alone, what are you talking about?"

Mo Ye went to the reception room for more than 20 minutes, which was neither too long nor too short. If I really wanted to say something, this time was enough to explain many things.

"Marshal Nohan was seriously injured."

"Well, Major General Clay mentioned it."

Mo Ye glanced sideways at Yan An, "He is dying."

Yan An was stunned for a moment, apparently not expecting to hear such news, and then his face became solemn. The reason why the Freedom Resistance Army can persist until now is that Nuohan's cohesive prestige and military combat command ability play an extremely important role.

If the death of Nohan at this critical moment is fatal to the Freedom Rebels, neither the Weilan Empire nor the Zerg will miss this opportunity.

"This news is still kept secret for the time being, but Nohan said that there are spies inside the rebel army. It is uncertain how long this news will be kept secret."

This is very troublesome.

Yan An's mind turned and he understood, "The old fox wants us to help him find the spy."

"If this kind of news can be leaked, this person's status in the rebel army is definitely uncertain, and he may be one of his cronies." Yan An wrote a few words on the light screen he exhaled, "Been instigated, long-term latent, Parasites, seeds of spiritual power, these situations can happen, does Marshal Nuohan have any suspects?"

Mo Ye originally planned to say it directly, but after thinking about it, he took out a pen and paper and wrote his name on it and handed it to Yan An.

After Yan An read it, the paper was burned to ashes in the flames.

"This list is a bit rich." Yan An smiled, shaking off the ashes in his hand.

The tacit understanding of several years is not for nothing. Yan An can understand Mo Ye's eyes and know what Mo Ye means.

The previous conversation was not just for him, but for other listeners.

There are still some things that are not suitable to be spoken at this time and place.

Yan An, the big fool, is an absolute acting school, so naturally he cooperated perfectly.

Yan An didn't relax until he received Mo Ye's signal, "Didn't it mean that there was no monitoring and monitoring, and you actually hid Xiao Qi?"

"No, it's people."

Yan An widened his eyes and smiled, "So confident?"