At the request of the naval officers, the convoy's movement temporarily stopped.

If it was just a group of traitors, it would be a very easy and freehand job. A group of armed refugees, after seeing the landing ship of the Navy Commando suddenly appear in the distance, and then heard the sound of tens of thousands of tons of metal suddenly landing freely from two or three yr highs and colliding on the ground, would definitely be scared.

But this sudden prisoner completely changed the judgment of the naval officers on the entire situation. If the people present were the army, perhaps they would still continue to carry out the initial plan and mission. Anyway, they had never seen the alms alive several times.

But the navy is different.

The alliance navy is the object that the Imperial Navy needs to take seriously all year round. Once it is not handled carefully, the descendants of these rebels who defected from the Empire will show their sharp fangs and tear off two pieces of meat from the navy.

Compared to the Imperial Garrison Navy, which was responsible for defending the territory, the descendants of these traitors were like savages who enjoyed killing all day long. They were flying deep space ships that were as well-equipped as the Imperial Navy, but they fought in a completely different way than the Imperial.

The Imperial Navy has a long history and has a very complete set of specifications and systems in the formation and formation of combat. Small-tonnage ships usually surround the main battleship in a perfect posture when cruising, and adjust their positions in time according to the fleet lighting signals to avoid affecting the shooting angle of the main battleship.

But the Alliance Navy...they are like a bunch of lunatics.

The Alliance Navy never engages in fleet formation or marching around. Their combat mode is only the theory of "get close to the empire and fuck a fuck". From the main ship to the destroyer, and even to the traffic boats in the fleet, it is the same route.

They would use a method that completely ignores themselves, so that the ship can be relocated to only one or two hundred yos outside the Imperial Battleship, and then press the launch button for all the weapons on the ship at the same time.

If the Alliance fleet's ships are insufficient in number, or the main weapon equipped cannot penetrate the armor of the Imperial Warship, they will directly select the transition to the side armor of the Imperial Warship.

The most important taboo of jumping - no obstacles must exist in the destination of jumping - is a very practical armor-breaking technology in the eyes of the Alliance Navy. These lunatics can even open an extended cabin specifically at the bow of their destroyer, and fill it with explosives.

They will use transition technology to directly transmit their hull to the Imperial battleship ship. After the teleportation is over, the bow will be exactly the strong Imperial armor plate and then land behind the Imperial battleship's armor plate. The bow full of explosives explodes, and then completes the "armor-piercing attack".

Such a dangerous tactic, the success rate is actually not very high. In order to prevent this from happening, the Imperial battleship will always start a quick and irregular small-scale jump when the Alliance Navy appears. It also strives to destroy the Alliance ships as much as possible within a period of time when the transition can last.

The Allies were willing to die when fighting, which was the consensus of the Imperial Army.

Due to the particularity of naval combat, the empire rarely captured living Alliance naval soldiers. Most of the prisoners of war captured in the past were Alliance Army. Now, such Alliance naval soldiers appeared on the territory of the empire, which made the naval officers in the entire convoy nervous.

"We must figure out what he came from as soon as possible." As the highest rank among the officers present, Duchamp took on the role of making a decision. "An allied naval soldier appeared in the territory of the empire and lurked for unknown periods... This is a big deal."

Several other officers nodded in agreement, all of whom felt that the fishing operation should be terminated as soon as possible and the suspicious ally prisoner of war should be sent to the intelligence department for further investigation and interrogation.

And Dusander had different opinions.

"I'm not sure if this prisoner has the value of interrogation, but one thing is certain - he didn't sneak into the empire recently." Dusander didn't want any other omissions in the middle. He wore Steam Knight armor and said to several naval officers. "The scars on his arms were not formed recently, and the scars were stacked over and over, and the scars healed differently - it was like the result of repeated bloodletting."

After seeing the captive, Dusander's first reaction was, "He looked like the poor man who escaped from Bosenke."

Bloodletting is an important means of catching group fish. If you just eat it yourself, it is not impossible to use a fishing rod and bait. But if you want to catch it in large quantities and sell it to Bosenke Fisheries Company, you must bleed to trap it.

In other words, the captive gentleman who had been lurking in Nusar for unknown long, for at least one year, was catching blood and fishing in exchange for money from Bosenke Fisheries.

I spent all my time and energy on fishing and exchanged money, and then I turned myself into this look of being neither human nor ghost. No matter how I thought about it, I felt something was wrong.

If the other party is really an Allied Army agent with a secret mission, then there is no doubt that he should look for core cities like Albin so that he can effectively obtain military secrets, right? Hiding in such a coastal "settlements" and catching blood on his own and raising blood to fish for money every day, what kind of information can he obtain? How much money can Bosenke Fisheries Company make is considered a military secret?

"I personally judge that he is more likely to be a prisoner of war who escaped from places like mines," Dusand continued. "The question now focuses on what the tunnels dug here exist for and why the person is serving the power."

"We are not red-clothed postman with extensive experience. This question will only be answered after returning to Bosenke." The Navy Major frowned and said, "To be on the safe side, I suggest going back."

"If you don't mind," Dusander thought for a while and came out of his Steam Knight's armor. He showed everyone his badge of the heraldry management office, "Maybe I can ask first?"

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"I have lived in the Empire for so long, and I believe you can speak imperial language." In the carriage, Dusand sat down face to face with a sturdy Allied prisoner of war tied up. He tried to start asking questions with a gentle expression and tone, "Tell me first, what is your name?"

"Fine von Steinberg." The Allied prisoners answered the question very well. In addition to fear, his eyes were also a little curious, "Are you an intelligence agent? Are the intelligence agents of the Empire as young as you?"

"I may be an exception. There are probably not many people like me in the entire empire." Dusander tried to smile, then looked around and said to Fion in a low voice, "Look, I can tell that you are probably a prisoner of war miner who escaped from a certain mine. But we have nothing to do with the mining company. Our convoy appears here simply to distribute some necessary relief supplies to the poor. As long as you prove that you have no malice, I can let you go. Then you go and continue your free life, while we continue to carry out the mission."

Finn glanced at Dusand, then smiled bitterly, "It's useless. Even if you are here to help the poor, those Imperial Navy dogs saw my service tattoos and they couldn't let me go."

His father was also scolded, but Dusander was not very angry. His purpose now is to pry information from the other party as soon as possible, and he could put other issues backwards.

"At least, I have to find a way to make you live." Dusand decided to use his age characteristics to think of a solution. "You shouldn't act alone, right? I'll let the logistics carriage quit a car and detain you alone--your accomplices can release you as long as they open the door."

"Accomplice? I don't have an accomplice. I escaped from the mine half a year ago." Fein shook his head and said depressedly, "No number of people can escape from the mine. I have always lived here alone."

"I have always believed that people should be equal." Dusander still did not give up his efforts. He patted Fion's shoulders full of soil, oil stains and sweat, and said, "No matter what you have done, your work in the mine and your current life have made you repay all your debts. Just a look at the convoy cannot be a reason to deprive you of your life. I will find a way to make you live." After that, he left the carriage.

"This guy is very tough, he must have accomplices nearby." Dusand, who completed the preliminary interrogation, conveyed his preliminary judgment to the officers, "I suggest that the operation be terminated immediately, call on the landing ship, and then evacuate immediately."

Fein didn't say a word of truth. His imperial language was very fluent and could understand the very unusual word "relief materials" - how could the allied soldiers who had escaped from the imperial mine for half a year master the imperial language to this extent?

And he also knew how to catch clumps of fish and had no fear of death. He even had no response to Dusand's hint that "I can save you."

Dusand was very convinced that there were Fion's accomplices around him. And they were likely to launch an attack on the convoy in a short time.
Chapter completed!