639. False information
"Did Parcel Argent finally give in? Very good... tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk..." General Trench stroked his limbs at the corner of his mouth and said, "Then, in that case, I want to be prepared... tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk..."
The figure of Sefrans-Tann was projected in the holographic projection in front of him, "My fleet is already lurking near Tatooine, only 5 seconds away from Christophsis, and can launch a surprise attack on Republic fleet at any time. You'd better not let me down, spider."
"I don't know what a spider is... tsk tsk tsk tsk, but you should respect me, tsk tsk tsk tsk... After all, our official positions are on the same level, tsk tsk tsk tsk..." General Trench Although he didn't get angry, he was already a little dissatisfied in his words.
"Respect? Let's wait until you show your worth." Sefrans-Tann said coldly, "Carry out intelligence deception work according to the plan, and don't create trouble for me."
General Trench immediately closed the communication, not wanting to argue with her or paying attention to her.
But the battle plan still had to be carried out, and he switched to the communication of Army Commander Volm-Lotham.
General Kloiden complained as soon as the communication was connected, "General Trench, you'd better have a better way! Because I followed your advice, my army has suffered heavy losses and it is completely impossible to capture Christophsis! After returning to the headquarters, I will report it truthfully! This is a failure caused by your malfeasance! I will not take the responsibility for you!"
General Trench said coldly, "Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk... It seems that the series of victories in the early stages of the war have made you go to your head, General Wolm. Use your professional knowledge to review it. Is your failure really just because of the advice I gave you to preserve your strength? tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk... And that traitor, you have to understand that he is just a sergeant. How much can he help you turn the tide of the war?"
Volm-Lotham waved his fist fiercely, "Anyway, when the time comes to take responsibility for the defeat, don't look for me!"
"You need to calm down, General Wolm, tsk tsk tsk..." General Trench said unhurriedly, "Even if everything goes as you think, you still have no ability to capture Christophsis, tsk tsk tsk tsk... But, I have a way to turn defeat into victory... tsk tsk tsk tsk..."
"What else can you do?" Volm asked.
"Of course there is a fleet... Tsk tsk tsk tsk... Grand Commander Tang Xiao in the Western Theater Command, he still has a fleet." General Trench said.
"This is impossible! Tang Xiao does not have any authority to cross several war zones and run all the way from his Dawn Star Planet to Christophsis! This would be a very serious transgression! Moreover, Does he think Republic's 19th Army is a vegetarian? "Although Volm-Lotham has suffered a series of failures, he is indeed not a mediocre person and knows all aspects of information.
"It's naturally impossible for his fleet to come... tsk tsk tsk tsk, but we need to make those Galactic Republic people... think he will come, tsk tsk tsk tsk." General Trench said.
"This is impossible! Even if we send false information, Republic fleet commander will review the information and identify it directly!"
"They are fast and have no time to review... Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk... let our lovely traitor, Sergeant CI-3331, 'Slick (Slick)', take action." General Trench said.
"But how will this help the battle situation?" Volm asked with a stern face.
"This is just... a part of Company One's plan, tut tut tut tut..." General Trench said lightly, stroking the corner of his mouth.
22BBY, August 5, asteroid belt near Tiblin system, Galactic Republic outpost.
In this outpost built on a large asteroid, the garrison troops are working nervously.
"Captain, we have intercepted a hyperspace communication again!" The soldier sitting in front of the detection instrument turned around and said, "It was sent from the direction of Bespin Planet again, and its destination is unknown."
"Here again?" A Galactic Republic captain came over, picked up his earphones and listened carefully for a while, then took a pencil and quickly wrote a few characters on the paper, then heavily circled a few of the characters, picked up the note and looked at it, "There are a lot of related words in the last hyperspace communication, immediately send it to the rear Intelligence Department door for decryption!"
"Yes!"
Galactic Republic's 19th Army headquarters, Hoth Planet, Legion Intelligence Directorate.
"Sir, the forward outpost has once again intercepted the hyperspace communication sent from Bespin Planet!" An intelligence officer quickly entered a line of instructions on the computer, then copied the intelligence content into the memory, stood up, and put the memory into the socket of a robot next to him.
The robot immediately began to compare the information. A large number of numbers and words scrolled on the screen in front of it, and it was quickly compiled through different encoding methods.
After a while, a line indicating that parsing failed appeared on the screen.
"The analysis still failed..." The intelligence officer sighed, took out the memory, and handed it to the Intelligence Department officer standing behind him, "Colonel Lott, this is the content of this communication."
Intelligence Department Chief Colonel Lott took the memory and projected the contents onto the huge holographic projection in the middle of the Intelligence Department with a swipe of his finger. There were already countless numbers, marks and words scattered like stars.
"We must analyze it. During the recent period, Bespin Planet's external communications have increased more than ten times than usual. Separatists stationed there must have new trends!" Colonel Lott said with a frown.
"But although the password used by the other party has a certain repetition rate, we still lack enough information to compare and find out the specific meaning. For example, look at this..." The intelligence officer pointed to the deciphered Chinese characters Group One and said, "This is the deciphered text of the password that has appeared relatively frequently in recent days. Although it has been deciphered, we still cannot understand the meaning of these three words."
Colonel Lott looked at the three words 'Christophsis' on the screen and fell into deep thought. He murmured, "Since they appear repeatedly, these words must have a very important meaning. Maybe they are some kind of weapon, or the code name of a fleet, or even the target location of their next action..."
"According to our deciphering, the meaning of the first word is still unclear, the second word is Homeworld, which means house, and the third word means an engineering tool. But when combined..." the intelligence officer said with great confusion, "We also identified it through pronunciation, but the pronunciation and text of these words cannot be matched, and they are different from the standard pronunciation..."
"We need an opportunity and a key. If we can't figure out Dawn Star Planet's next move, we will face a huge crisis." Colonel Lott said.
"Colonel! We just received intelligence that Separatist fleet from Bespin Planet are beginning to gather! There are a large number of transport ships traveling between Bespin Planet and Dawn Star Planet!" Another intelligence officer hurried over.
Colonel Lott's face sank, and he immediately connected to 19th Army Governor Sulama's communication, "Mr. Governor, we have just received intelligence that Separatist fleet of Bespin Planet are gathering. I think they should set off soon."
"Can you know their target?" Sulama asked eagerly.
"I don't think so. Although we intercepted a large number of Bespin Planet's hyperspace communications, we still cannot crack these codes." Colonel Lott sighed.
"Separatist fleet is about to set off, but our eyes are still dark! What if the two fleets of Dawn Star Planet prepare to merge and attack Planet Kaal? Or what if they want to flee to other places? We will wait until they launch an attack to deal with it. Everything will be too late!" Sulama lost his usual composure and roared loudly.
"Yes, we will definitely figure it out as soon as possible." Colonel Lott said, "At present, we have captured a password that appears very frequently, and have deciphered it to be the mysterious phrase 'Christophsis'. As long as we can figure out the meaning, then our intelligence should have a major breakthrough!"
"Then do it!" Sulama said loudly and cut off the communication.
At the same time, Galactic Republic Capital, Coruscant, 1134th floor underground.
A mysterious man in black quietly entered a chaotic bar, ordered a glass of wine and sat in the corner, and then placed a credit ingot equivalent to a coin under the wine glass.
After a while, a middle-aged man who was sweating profusely and with a look of horror on his face came over. He looked at the credit ingots under the wine glass, thought for a while, and finally plucked up the courage to sit down and whispered, "Excuse me... are you Mr. 007?"
The man in black picked up a cigarette and took a sip, and said calmly, "Mr. Jintero, gambling is not a good habit. It is not a safe thing to embezzle public funds to make up for the shortfall after owing loan sharks. Especially the money you are involved in can actually be related to the gangsters on Corellia... That would be even worse."
The official named Jintero quickly lowered his voice and said, "Please stop talking... I will agree to whatever you want..."
The man in black added, "You should know that White Worm Gang and Madam Proxima of Corellia are looking for you, right?"
Jintero's back was soaked with cold sweat. He was trembling all over and kept saying, "Please, please..."
"We can indeed help you with Madam Proxima's work so that her killers won't come to you. But..."
"I understand, I understand, how much do you want? I'll give it all, I'll give it all!"
The man in black raised his head. Under the big-brimmed hat was a human face full of mature charm. His pair of lake-blue eyes had a unique charm. He smiled coldly and said, "Do you still have money?"
"I..."
The man in black said, "Actually, if you can do me a small favor, then I will naturally help you too."
"You said, you said..."
"I heard that you and Republic Intelligence Department Deputy Minister's wife... hehehehe."
The middle-aged official suddenly turned pale, "You... how do you know?"
"You just need to..." The man in black leaned over and whispered in Jintero's ear for a while.
Jintero's face suddenly turned from white to blue, and then turned red all over. It took a while to calm down, "You... Mr. 007, you are the Master of Separation..."
007 raised an index finger and shook it, "Oh no, I don't have such a distinctive mark. Besides, it's not good for you to know too much. You see... it's just a deviant Outer Rim planets, how much does it have to do with you? Your whole family has nothing to do with those Outer Rim slaves, you Teltii Planet's hometown is Inner Rim, your wife is from Beldeva Planet, and she is currently taking your 4-year-old daughter to Alderaan Planet's manor, and your mother just recently traveled to Cham Planet..."
"Stop talking! I will do it! I am willing!" Jintero quickly interrupted 007 and said in horror, "Just please don't do anything to my family..."
007 showed a charming smile, "Then you'd better pray that I can come back alive."
The next day, at the entrance of the Republic Intelligence Department building where people were coming and going.
007 held on to his straight Intelligence Department military uniform and walked directly through the gate. When he walked through the access control, the scanner scanned him up and down, then the green light turned on, and a soft electronic synthesized voice said, "Welcome, Level 1 Intelligence Chief, Major James-Bond."
He sent a mesmerizing wave to the girl at the front desk, then walked in with his briefcase in hand.
Then, he came to the door of the data terminal room, took out an electronic authorization and handed it to the manager at the door, "I need to access a piece of information, this is my authorization."
The manager was a tall Bosa. He looked at the authorization and then at 007, a little confused, "James... Major Bond? I don't think I've seen you before?"
"Oh, I have met you several times, Mr. Michael, are you getting along well with your second wife? I heard you say she was pregnant before." 007 smiled.
"Ah? Oh, not bad, thank you for your concern." The administrator put aside his doubts and inserted the authorization into the computer. When he saw that there was no problem, he let it go.
007 went directly to the data terminal, then took out a small memory and inserted it into the host, with a smile on his lips.
At the same time, among Hoth Planet's 19th Army Intelligence Department.
The eyes of the robot that was constantly compiling codes suddenly lit up with green light. The intelligence officer on the side quickly took the memory. When he saw the content, his expression changed drastically and he hurriedly ran to hand it to Colonel Lott, "Colonel! The intelligence has been deciphered!"
Colonel Lott's face changed drastically, "What did you say? Decoded it?!"
He grabbed the memory and pressed the button to browse the contents. The more he read, the more frightened he became, "No... this is too scary! 'Christophsis'... 'Christophsis' means Christophsis!!"