The Dog That Barks

The Anti-Smuggling Command's warships sailed out of headquarters.

Unlike the ramshackle vessels they had used in the past, this time, destroyers led the way across the board, their imposing presence even overshadowing the garrison fleet.

The media might call Guardian-class Destroyers the bottom rung of the new generation of warships, but even the bottom rung was still part of the new generation. They were far superior to the outdated fleet currently in military service.

This was the Anti-Smuggling Command's first large-scale deployment since accepting Maple Leaf Mining's donation.

Nearly every radar installation in the Pegasus Star garrison district lit up.

With no filing and no notice, an entire destroyer formation had suddenly appeared near planetary orbit. It was genuinely alarming.

If someone on the planet happened to watch from a suitable location with a telescope, they would even be able to spot those warships.

The soldiers on duty were startled upright by the piercing alarm.

"Where did this fleet come from? Where? Notify the higher-ups, now."

They hurriedly identified the warships' electronic codes while sending out reports.

Before long, however, a whole batch of valid identification codes popped up in the military database.

"These are... warships from the Security Command Headquarters' Anti-Smuggling Command?"

Ordinary soldiers had not paid much attention to the Anti-Smuggling Command's changes. When they suddenly saw those identification codes, they were all dumbfounded.

With such a lineup, you were saying this was the Anti-Smuggling Command?

They were not going to war. Did they need all these warships just to catch a bunch of smugglers?

Soon, the duty officer arrived at the monitoring center and decisively ordered, "Send a communication request. Ask them why they've deployed a warship formation."

A naval deployment on this scale was clearly no trivial matter.

But the Anti-Smuggling Command's response was extremely forceful.