Chapter 130 Wet Work
Haven 3 is an Earth-like planet in the Haven galaxy, exactly 1 astronomical unit away from the star of the Haven galaxy.
This planet located in the T2 living circle of the Star Dragon Empire has a very mature ecosystem due to its suitable environment and climate.
So it was planned as a tourist planet by the owner of this planet, an Imperial Marquis, decades ago.
After the death of the Marquis, his family continued the work of planet construction.
By now, Haiwen 3 has become a relatively high-end tourist planet in the empire.
Many senior nobles of the empire have obtained the right to use land from the marquis' family by paying a large sum of money and then leasing it for a long time.
Then he built his own holiday home on this planet, as one of his many leisure places, or a place to hide his beauty in a golden house.
So the outer space of Haiwen 3 has always been quite lively.
You can almost see high-end ships of various brands here, as well as large family flagships.
These battleships, luxury cruise ships, and private yachts are either anchored in the planet's geostationary orbit, or they are sailing in low orbit to enjoy the spectacular scenery overlooking the planet from outer space.
The area 400,000 kilometers away from the surface is a hub area with "busy traffic".
On this huge celestial sphere, from time to time you can see ships that have escaped from the space jump and emerged from the space cracks they tore open.
According to the requirements of the Star Dragon Empire's General Ship Navigation Regulations, the distance between civilian ships or military ships not performing missions and leaving the space jump should not be less than 400,000 kilometers from the surface of the target planet.
However, captains who often run this route, in order to minimize the remaining sailing distance after escaping the jump, usually let the ship escape the jump at a distance of just over 400,000 kilometers.
Most ships tend to use some public jump coordinate points, while those veteran captains use their own saved 'private coordinates'.
This is especially true for higher-level nobles. In order to distinguish themselves from the common people, they will use the 'family exclusive route' that only they control.
Some extreme nobles would even fire on civilian ships that accidentally jumped near the 'family exclusive route' and drive them away.
Adam, the former commander of the Yasin base on the Robert 4, was sitting on his private yacht and escaped from the space jump, arriving at a private coordinate on the 400,000-kilometer red line.
This coordinate was provided by the Star Dragon Empire intelligence department that was in contact with him. According to them, this coordinate has always been in their hands and has not been used by anyone else.
Therefore, in Adam's opinion, having such a private jump coordinate is a status symbol, and it can be regarded as the beginning of integrating into the aristocratic circle of the Star Dragon Empire.
When the battle in the Robert Galaxy came to an end with the disintegration of the Robert IV planet, Adam also took the lead in arriving at the Star Dragon Empire through the destroyer he was riding at the time.
In some respects, the Star Dragon Empire will honor their promises to these ‘renegades’ who have made significant contributions, and basically there will be no such thing as killing the donkey.
So a person like Adam who defected from the Federation was directly given the title of Baron.
At the same time, he also obtained a brand new private yacht and the ownership of an archipelago resort on Haven 2.
It can be said that although he no longer has military power, Baron Adam can spend the rest of his life in peace and prosperity on this island.
"Sir, we have escaped from the jump. The captain said that we expect to arrive at the parking area in 1 hour and 37 minutes. At that time, you will be able to transfer to the aerospace plane and go to the surface."
"Got it. Go down. "
Baron Adam lay on a bed large enough for several people to roll on, and raised his right hand slightly to dismiss his butler.
As for his left hand, after he heard that he would arrive at his destination in 1 hour and 37 minutes, he slipped into the nightgown of the woman next to him.
"My lord, I hate it~"
"Hey, hey, since we still have so much time, we might as well play some games again, and call your sister too."
Being Baron Adam When he pounced on the woman with a lewd smile, about 2,500 kilometers away from the Venus private custom yacht, a space suddenly experienced a mosaic-like fluctuation, but it soon returned to normal. "Huh, this scares me to death. The optical camouflage algorithm of this old ship is too backward."
On the bridge with only dim red light left, Randall looked at the recovery Normal optical camouflage system, relieved.
Not only him, but others on the Penitence-class frigate, which had long since been retired from the Imperial Navy, also breathed a sigh of relief.
After all, they are currently doing "wet work" within the empire, and this place is only 50,000 kilometers away from the absolute alert defense circle of Haven 3.
If this was discovered in advance, the patrol warships of the Imperial Royal Navy would arrive in minutes, and then kill them and the old ship to ashes.
"Lea, how is the camouflage situation? Have we been discovered?"
"Reporting to the acting captain, we are still in the shadow of the planet, the temperature of the ship is stable, and the optical camouflage system It has been corrected. The black body overlay remains active. There is no change in the target ship, and it is presumed that no abnormality has been found.”
Lilith, who disguised herself as ‘Shipboard Control Personality-Leah’, played her role seriously and answered Randall’s questions.
"Where are the captain and the others?"
"The captain and his wingman are still in a silent state with the optical camouflage activated, but they captured the balance throw block 3 minutes and 12 seconds ago. It can be inferred from the combat plan that the two HCPs are adjusting their posture to enter the attack distance."
Randall nodded, and then connected the communication in the Gnaku attack preparation area.
“You guys, get ready for your first real gang-hopping experience!”
In the front hemisphere of the Venus private yacht, the straight-line distance is 1,650 kilometers.
Sitting in the HCP cockpit, Murat took several deep breaths to calm down his nervous mood.
Because of his driving skills and better results in the basic assessment, he was selected to serve as Amber's wingman in this mission.
At first, Murat actually felt that this was an honor and an affirmation of him.
But when he sat in the cockpit of the HCP, was ejected from the frigate and arrived at the scheduled combat position, looking at the dark universe around him and the huge planet in the distance, Murat couldn't help but feel a sense of loneliness. feel.
This feeling of loneliness intensified after Amber ordered a state of silence, shut down the main propulsion array and activated the optical camouflage.
In order to keep the surface temperature of the fuselage close to the cosmic background, Murat temporarily turned off the cockpit's constant temperature system according to the requirements in the combat manual given to him by Amber before the operation.
Although the outer layer of the spherical cockpit is actually covered with an insulation layer, the temperature of the cockpit is still unacceptable to ordinary people in the universe and cannot obtain the light radiation generated by stars
Right now, he relied entirely on the simple thermal insulation power supply built into the heavy-duty hydraulic anti-gravity suit to survive these 20 minutes.
“Clang!”
A dull sound came from behind the machine body. Without looking back, Murat knew that this was the throwing block balancing system, and another standard-sized balancing block was thrown out.
The body also adjusted its posture based on the reaction force generated by the action of throwing the block.
Because the plasma propulsion array is too dazzling when in operation, it is easily detected by the target.
So in the case of such covert operations, the operation of adjusting the posture to enter the attack position or deploying the battle formation can only be achieved by relying on the temporary plug-in throwing block balancing system.
Just when Murat was wondering how long it would take for Amber, his HCP instructor and future boss, to take action.
The sensor suddenly captured an HCP that had removed its optical camouflage and lit up its plasma propulsion array 800 kilometers away.
At the same time, the blue-green laser communication channel finally received a brief message from the lead aircraft:
"Start the attack."
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