Chapter 50 Connection

Robert IV outer space, the temporary berthing point of the 8th Expeditionary Strike Group of the Star Dragon Empire Royal Navy.

On the bridge of the strike group flagship ‘Dawn Sword’, Marquis Ascania was sitting in the captain’s seat, listening to the reports of the tactical staff.

“At present, the garrison fleet of Robert IV has been completely defeated in the three-day battle.”

“The 3 ‘Kraken’ class battleships and 15 ‘Hydra’ class cruisers belonging to the garrison fleet have all been sunk.”

“A small number of destroyers and frigates that have not been sunk have also signaled to surrender. The commandos have completed the boarding and controlled all surrendered ships.”

“We have 12 frigates and 8 destroyers sunk, and two heavy cruisers need to be overhauled.”

“The Lansford naval port has also been completely controlled, but the space elevator connected to the ground is now in the highest authority locked state, and there is no authority to unlock the lock among the captured naval port personnel.”

The tactical staff who reported paused, as if brewing words, and then continued.

"According to the account of the captured personnel in the naval port, this locking authority is currently rotated to a federal navy lieutenant who is on tactical duty in the command center."

"We checked the surveillance of Lansford Port, and this Major Dimaria Randall should have gone to the ground through the escape capsule."

The tactical staff was about to continue speaking when he saw the Marquis raised his hand to interrupt him.

"Escaped to the ground? In other words, the authority to unlock the space elevator is still on this planet?"

"Yes, Marquis."

The Marquis of Ascania narrowed his eyes and looked at Lansford Naval Port 5,000 kilometers away through an enlarged picture on the 'panoramic porthole' of the bridge.

At present, all the main battleships of the 8th Expeditionary Strike Group, except the 'Dawn Sword', and a large number of heavy cruisers have docked in this naval port.

Repairing in the port is only a secondary purpose. What is more important is to use the super computing power of the main battleship-level ship-borne control personality to find a way to crack the lock of the space elevator.

Major Randall had joked with Amber before that the Empire would move 10 supercomputers to crack the system.

Now, just looking at the number of ships in the port, the computing power of these ship-borne control personalities is probably much higher than that of 10 supercomputers.

Although the Marquis of Ascania didn't know much about the technology in this area, he also knew that the time it would take to crack the system with these ship-borne control personalities alone was unpredictable.

After the space elevator was locked, the efficiency of the Empire's landing force was indeed greatly reduced.

Coupled with the previous atmospheric nuclear explosion and the large number of warship wreckage currently orbiting in the planet's near-Earth orbit at a speed of nearly 2,000 kilometers per second.

The use of orbital airdrops and space transport aircraft has been greatly restricted.

Thinking of this, the Marquis couldn't help but hold his forehead with his hand and sighed.

"So among all your staff, no one had ever thought of the possibility that the space elevator might be locked before the war?"

"Uh"

The tactical staff in charge of reporting froze in place. He kept signaling with his eyes to his colleagues around him, wanting them to say something to save the situation.

But the tactical staff around him didn't know what to say at this time.

They really didn't expect that the people in Lansford Naval Port would lock the space elevator while fleeing.

It's as outrageous as someone breaking into your house through the window, and you lock the door of your house before you are ready to escape through the window.

"Forget it, don't think of words to save the situation at the last minute."

The Marquis of Ascania looked at the staff in charge of reporting.

"Evaluate for yourselves, is it faster to wait for these dozen shipborne control personalities to crack it, or to find this naval lieutenant on the ground?"

"After the evaluation, choose the best plan and execute it directly, no need to report to me specifically."

"Yes, Lord Marquis."

Soon, the tactical staff reported on the battle situation in the past few days.

And Lord Marquis also turned and left the bridge, leaving only the highest-ranking tactical staff behind him.

The two soon came to an independent meeting room, and the people waiting in the meeting room immediately stood up.

"Lord Marquis, you are here."

The middle-aged man who spoke first was not wearing any military uniform, but a common costume for the imperial nobles.

He had a golden badge on his chest, engraved with a pattern of a giant dragon holding a star.

This is the logo of the Star Dragon Empire's Defense Intelligence and Security Department.

"Sit down and talk."

The Marquis of Ascania nodded, sat directly on the main seat in the conference room, and said straight to the point:

"The people you sent out are gone?"

The words of the Marquis made the middle-aged man from DRSD stiffen for a moment.

However, he still maintained his expression and nodded.

"The 'Mongoose' special operations platoon dropped to the ground has lost contact for more than 48 hours, and now it is basically determined that the mission has failed."

"So you came to me, what do you want me to do for you?" Marquis of Ascania looked at the intelligence officer in front of him, and a complicated expression flashed in his eyes.

"It should be said that it is mutual cooperation." The middle-aged man paused and continued:

"I know that Lord Marquis is worried about the space elevator being locked. It just so happens that we at DRSD have a plan that can relieve your worries."

"Huh, keep going."

Hearing these words, a smile appeared on the middle-aged man's face.

He turned on the screen in the conference room and presented an analysis report.

This analysis report mainly describes three seemingly unrelated events.

The defection of Imperial spies at Yassin Base, the loss of contact with the Mongoose Special Operations Platoon, and the escape of those with locked access to the space elevator to the surface.

After making path planning predictions through a large number of battle records, losses, and the areas where these three events occurred, the imperial ground forces were used.

The intelligence personnel of DRSD came to a seemingly fantasy conclusion.

Those are the latter two incidents, which are most likely related to the defected imperial spy.

"You see, this is the location where the defected spy last appeared based on the analysis of the on-site situation by the lurkers at Yassin Base."

"This is the location where an orbital paratrooper team lost contact and their last report was that they were ambushing a federal force."

"This is where the Mongoose Special Operations Platoon completely loses touch."

"Finally, this is the area where we predict the military port escape capsule may land."

The Marquis, who originally didn't pay too much attention, couldn't help but stand up after glancing at the analysis on the screen.

"Based on the analysis results of AI based on battlefield situation, terrain, distance and other factors, we have reason to believe that this series of events are related to the defected imperial spy."